Before and after

"Outsider, before the battle, I have one last question." Ivan the Terrible and Bai Mo walked along the road, where mammoths had destroyed all the trees along the way, leaving only a long trail, like the tracks left by a chariot.

"You should know the true nature of my Lostbelt."

"Yes, I know."

Bai Mo naturally knew the true nature of this Lostbelt. Shiki would not hide such a thing from him; if the Fantasy Tree were cut down, this Lostbelt would disappear.

Just like the system did back then, there will be no pain; this world will only be left with a mournful sigh.

The moment Bai Mo closed the earpiece, Terrible Emperor's voice rang out again:

"So, even so, you still intend to destroy this place? Since you care about the lives of my people, why do you do this? I cannot understand."

Hearing this, Bai Mo sighed softly.

"I'm not going to give up here. To me, this is the most disgusting trolley problem ever. I'll try to stop that oncoming trolley, but I can't guarantee I'll succeed, so I won't make any promises."

But, in any case, the future of this country no longer needs a powerful tsar.

Bai Mo stopped in his tracks, his gaze sharp. His words were clear: if Ivan the Terrible were willing to remove his crown now, then there would be no need for a bloodbath.

Upon hearing Bai Mo's words, Ivan the Terrible stopped in his tracks. Then, the monster let out a hoarse sound; he was laughing.

"Hehe, is that so? In that case, I'm relieved. Indeed, one shouldn't make promises without certainty, otherwise failure would only hurt one's companions."

But outsiders, you don't need to say that last part.

Ivan the Terrible raised his scepter high, lightning crackling across the body of the mammoth. His voice boomed, as if proclaiming an absolute Me.

"You are a revolutionary, and revolution requires bloodshed. The future you hope for can only be built on the bones of the Tsar. Only in this way can this country truly let go of the past."

Come, I have no more regrets. We both cherish our ideals, but in the end, the fruits of ideals can only be born from the soil of strength. I will not hold back; let us prove with our power who is more qualified to support the future of this land!

Ivan the Terrible's lightning flashed across the sky. He was no longer the sleeping Ivan. Above, the lightning seemed to have a life of its own, transforming into a colossal beast, a thunderous beast not born of this world, but existing only in this frozen land.

In the Kremlin, Bai Wubian's figure vanished in an instant.

This guy is opportunistic; in some ways, he is indeed similar to Bai Lubao. The difference is that Bai Lubao stemmed from insufficient power, but this guy's is different.

Despite having sufficient power, they still prefer to use methods with a higher probability of success, regardless of whether they are unscrupulous.

In an instant, he arrived here, and then the battle began.

Ivan the Terrible disregarded warrior etiquette and brazenly spurred on the mammoth beast he was riding. This beast possessed an immense flow of power and could almost be considered one with him.

The lightning released from the mammoth's horns transformed into thousands of chains, unleashing the power of 930,000 bolts of energy. With the support of the Fantasy Tree, the power was unleashed without any need for probing.

Bai Mo clasped his hands together and activated the Ultimate Limitless Art. Behind him, a tangible force of energy appeared, its arms like blades. It was the Hell Blade God, developed based on the Ultimate Arhat.

The two colossal creatures clashed, and Bai Mo charged toward Ivan the Terrible like a shooting star, unleashing his fighting spirit without reservation. At the same time, three crimson streaks appeared on Bai Mo's forehead.

"Good lad, still denying he's not of the Bai Family bloodline. Blade of Hell... is he a descendant of Wunan? But, to create such a massive tangible energy, this kid's power flow is no small feat."

Bai Wubian, who was hiding to the side, muttered something, then frowned and looked into the distance.

Are those little bugs over there starting to move? Overestimating themselves. Let me see this kid's limits first, then I'll make a decision.

Watching this battle unfold like something out of a Hollywood movie, the surrounding Yaga barely dared to breathe. Mammoths roared, sword gods howled, and lightning and blade flashes crisscrossed the battlefield.

On one side is a colossal beast from ancient times, and on the other is a Hell Blade God, sharp and razor-sharp, with blades covering his body and two Blade of Hell on his arms. It's as if ancient flesh and blood and a future, forged blade are about to fight to the death.

In their very first encounter, the two sides clashed so fiercely that the world was turned upside down. Blade energy tore through the Daichi, and lightning turned the land into scorched earth. This frozen land, which had remained unchanged for thousands of years, had become scorched earth.

Not only these two giant beasts, but their masters are also at odds with them.

Nine hundred and thirty thousand bolts of power! The lightning converged, turning the Terrible Emperor's right arm into a jade-like color. To be able to control the invisible lightning to this extent, this emperor, who has existed for a hundred years, is not to be Complete Realm.

760,000 horsepower, the Complete Realm, Sea Tiger Exploding Fist!

Above the heavens, a tiger shark and a monster were tearing each other apart. Below, the Hell Blade God's two Blade of Hell pierced through the mammoth's body!

Aww--!

The behemoth cried out in pain, and lightning rained down like a waterfall, its terrifying power witnessed by all of Russia. Then, the lightning swirled and converged into a sphere, enveloping both the Hell Blade God and the mammoth.

Burst!

It was as if a sun had risen in the sky, turning everything around into ashes.

"Suka, you ran to this spot where you wanted to commit suicide, but you can't see anything."

Some fearless Yaga who approached the battlefield could only utter this curse in silence, their unfinished wine turning to dust along with them.

"Strong, for both sides. But what was this kid thinking? He clearly knows that the Terrible Emperor's power flow is inexhaustible, so why is he using this tactic?"

Bai Wubian muttered to himself, and then the lightning ball shattered, the Hell Blade God was almost destroyed, and a black and white trench coat appeared on Bai Mo's body.

"It's not over yet!" Ivan the Terrible was also injured, but he didn't care at all and gathered his power again.

The mammoth slammed down on the Hell Blade God, trampling it relentlessly. Soon, the Blade God was almost completely shattered. At the same time, 930,000 bolts of lightning chains once again bound Bai Mo.

Terrible Emperor unleashed a punch, holding nothing back, aiming to shatter Bai Mo's torso and send his head flying into the atmosphere!

Bai Wubian frowned. He hoped that both sides would suffer serious injuries in the end. Relying on the advantage of the Fantasy Tree, Terrible Emperor would definitely pursue them relentlessly. Then, when Terrible Emperor was most injured and Bai Mo to die, he would cut down the Fantasy Tree and kill both of them.

But now, the balance between the two sides doesn't seem to hold.

"Was the difference in horsepower really too great? No, that kid knows who I am; he's probably just pretending to be weak to fool me."

Bai Wubian was overthinking things. Bai Mo simply chose the most suitable tactic to deal with the situation. His expression was very calm, and he made no attempt to defend himself when he saw the imminent Thunder Fist.

The next moment, the right shoulder of the Terrible Emperor, where he had thrown the punch, exploded like a burst balloon, affecting the power of his attack and preventing him from fully unleashing it.

"Good lad, controlling the explosive power of the Sea Tiger Exploding Fist and detonating it when the opponent exerts force. This kid's understanding of the Explosive Fist is no less than mine."

Bai Wubian was secretly alarmed. In the past, Sea Tiger had used the power of thunder in various moves, and the delayed explosion originated from Bai Mo's understanding of the Sky Explosive Fist.

At the level of the Complete Realm, all martial arts principles are as easy to grasp as one's own limbs. Moves change freely according to the situation, interconnected and not bound by form.

Before it was over, Bai Mo waved his left hand, and the power of the Hell Blade God below instantly changed, concentrating all the tangible energy into its two Blade of Hell.

A slash of the Solar Eclipse, a slash of the Waning Moon!

The two blades flashed through the air, leaving countless afterimages, like a grid, hacking the mammoth to pieces.

Meanwhile, Bai Mo, taking advantage of Terrible Emperor's weakened offensive, delivered a powerful blow to the ears with his twin peaks, unleashing the Heavenly Martial Killing Way — Enhanced Life-Severing Way!