bullyxtreme Chapter 1673 Half-Step Level 1 God
Chapter 1673 Half-Step Level 1 God
At the center of the universe, within an immortal divine palace suspended above chaos.
A figure clad in a seven-colored divine robe sat enthroned on the highest throne.
His body was surrounded by countless chains of laws, and the tremor of each chain could make the entire universe tremble.
He is a half-step first-level god, the Seven-Colored God King!
At this moment, the Seven-Colored God King slowly opened his eyes. Those eyes contained the birth and death of the entire universe, and the terrifying pressure made the entire divine palace tremble slightly!
His gaze traversed endless time and space, landing on the ruins of that star field, on those four cold corpses.
"Ants..."
The God-King's voice, utterly indifferent, resounded in every corner of the divine palace.
"How dare you kill my divine messenger and holy venerable one..."
A cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth, and a murderous intent capable of destroying the world suddenly erupted!
"Send the order: Assemble a million elite troops, raze this human territory to the ground, and capture and kill Ying Zheng, Song Yu, and the Demon Emperor!!"
"I will make them so that their souls will be scattered and they will never be reincarnated!"
"I will make everyone know the price of offending me!"
The chilling edict, like a thunderclap, resounded throughout the world.
In an instant, countless powerful gods soared into the air, their golden holy light illuminating the entire chaos!
Golden-armored generals lined up in front, and the vanguard cavalry, wielding spears, pounded their hooves with earth-shattering roars. The aura of each figure was so powerful that it could tear apart an ordinary star field!
The Seven-Colored God King sat atop a twelve-tiered lotus platform, the chains of law around him humming and trembling. His gaze pierced through billions of light-years, locking onto that desolate starfield ruins, the killing intent in his eyes almost solidifying into a tangible blade.
"An ant dares to shake a tree?"
The God-King's voice was as cold as ice. With a flick of his finger, the void shattered inch by inch. "Issue the order: within three days, raze all human strongholds to the ground. Anyone who sees Ying Zheng, Song Yu, or the Demon Emperor is to be killed without mercy!"
The orders were relayed through the ranks, and a million elite members of the divine race transformed into a golden torrent, carrying a world-destroying pressure as it swept towards them.
Wherever it passed, stars shattered, nebulae collapsed, and even spacetime was distorted by this terrifying power. Countless weak races along the way were directly evaporated by the holy light, without even having time to let out a wail!
The enormous golden torrent, like a locust swarm, instantly dyed the entire galaxy a dazzling gold. Its domineering aura seemed to crush all resistance into dust!
Meanwhile, inside a hidden space filled with demonic energy.
Song Yu's figure soared through the air, but he staggered half a step as soon as he landed. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and said in a deep voice, "The God Clan is serious. The Seven-Colored God King is personally leading a million elite troops, and they will be here within three days!"
His voice was slightly hoarse, clearly indicating that killing four Saint Venerables had taken a heavy toll on him!
The Demon Emperor's face darkened, and his fists clenched silently beneath his black robe. The demonic energy around him surged even more violently, but he suppressed it in an instant.
He glanced at Ying Zheng, who was sitting on the meteorite, and frowned: "A half-step first-level god, a million elite gods, this is the posture to completely crush the three of us."
The Demon Emperor's voice was deep and solemn.
Among the million elite members of the divine race, there are dozens of powerful individuals at the Dao Limitless Realm, not to mention the lofty Seven-Colored God King, who can destroy a universe with a wave of his hand!
Ying Zheng, who was sitting on the meteorite, slowly opened his eyes. His pale face showed no fear, but instead a cold and arrogant smile.
The black dragon token in his palm grew dimmer, yet wisps of chaotic power still flowed through his meridians, repairing his nearly shattered foundation.
Ying Zheng's lips were chapped, and there were traces of golden blood at the corners of his mouth!
He slowly raised his hand, then quickly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "So what if they're elite? So what if they're half-step level one gods?"
Ying Zheng slowly stood up, supporting himself on the meteorite. He staggered for a moment before managing to steady himself.
"If we can't escape, we have no choice but to fight!" Ying Zheng took a deep breath.
"But there are only three of us."
Song Yu said in a low voice, gripping his longsword tightly, "A million elite Divine Race soldiers... we are afraid we are no match for them!"
Ultimately, he will likely face certain death.
Upon hearing this, the Demon Emperor's demonic energy surged like a tide, with countless demonic shadows roaring within it: "Then let's go all out!"
"Besides, with such a commotion here, I don't believe the Evil Emperor is unaware!"
"If he finds out, how could he possibly sit idly by?"
Ying Zheng looked at the two of them and sighed deeply. "Alright! Then, let's fight!"
"There is no way to retreat, no way to avoid, only battle!"
"Alright, then let's fight!"
A fierce glint flashed in Song Yu's eyes. He held his longsword horizontally in front of his chest, the blade humming and vibrating, radiating a chilling killing intent!
Ying Zheng looked at the two of them, and the dragon-patterned sword in his hand quickly transformed into a golden beam of light that shot into the sky, illuminating the entire hidden space.
His gaze swept over the two of them, and he said in a deep voice, "They should arrive in three days! As long as the Seven-Colored God King doesn't make a move immediately, we all have a chance!"
An existence beyond the Limitless Realm of Dao...
It far exceeded their expectations.
Ying Zheng's power of immortal Qin obviously cannot be used a second time in a short period of time. All they can rely on is themselves. Or rather, if the Evil Emperor arrives, they are not so worried!
……
Three days later!
Ying Zheng, Song Yu, and the Demon Emperor stood silently in the void!
Soon, an overwhelming pressure suddenly descended, and the walls of the entire space groaned under the strain. Countless spiderweb-like cracks spread out, and dazzling golden holy light pierced through the cracks, stabbing straight at the three of them like sharp blades!
"Ying Zheng! Song Yu! Demon Emperor! Come and face your death!"
The loud shout made the three people's eardrums hurt. The speaker was a golden-armored divine general of the divine race, with a cultivation level of the late stage of the Dao Limitless Realm, and a respected position among the million elite troops!
Ying Zheng slowly opened his eyes, a cold glint flashing in them!
He raised his hand and grasped the dragon-patterned sword. The sword vibrated and hummed, and golden dragon might soared into the sky, colliding violently with the holy light that pierced through.
"coming."
His voice was calm and even, yet it exuded an air of domineering arrogance.
Song Yu sheathed his sword, his figure transforming into a streak of blood-red light, instantly appearing beside Ying Zheng. The restrained sword intent only made him appear more powerful!
The Demon Emperor opened his eyes, which were as black as an abyss, devoid of any spirit, yet seemingly concealing endless killing intent.
The Demon Emperor took a step forward, and the demonic runes around his body suddenly lit up, unleashing a terrifying demonic aura that swept outwards from the barrier.
"kill!"
The Demon Emperor's voice was hoarse, yet it carried an undeniable resolve.
Ying Zheng nodded, and the Dragon Pattern Sword slashed out fiercely. A solid golden dragon-shaped sword aura, carrying the power to tear apart the universe, crashed hard into the cracked space barrier.
Click!
A deafening roar shook the heavens, the barrier shattered, and golden holy light surged in like a tide, colliding violently with the black demonic energy, producing a sizzling, burning sound.
Soon, the three figures appeared in the star field ruins.
Looking out, a million elite gods were arrayed in the void, their golden armor gleaming, their spears like a forest.
The leading golden-armored general rode a golden divine lion with wings. The lion's eyes gleamed with ferocity, and its drool could corrode the void, leaving black spots.
Behind the army, a twelve-tiered lotus platform floated, upon which the Seven-Colored God King sat. His seven-colored divine robes moved without wind, and the chains of laws around him slowly rotated. With each rotation, large swathes of void were annihilated.
His gaze fell upon the three of them, filled with disdain and murderous intent!
"Ants will ultimately not escape their fate of being exterminated."
The Seven-Colored God King's voice was as indifferent as ice, yet it resounded throughout the entire star field like an imperial edict.
Holding the dragon-patterned sword, Ying Zheng's gaze swept over the million-strong army, a cold and arrogant smile curving his lips: "A million strong, so what? Today, I will make you all perish here!"
Before he could finish speaking, Song Yu made the first move!
His figure swiftly transformed into a streak of crimson light. The moment his longsword was drawn, his sword intent surged forth, aiming straight for the golden-armored general!
The crimson sword light tore through the golden holy light, carrying an indomitable momentum, as if it would split the heavens and the earth apart!
"court death!"
The golden-armored general roared and thrust his golden spear fiercely at Song Yu.
Laws swirled around the spear, unleashing a dazzling golden light.
boom!
The sword light and the spear collided with a deafening roar, and a terrifying shockwave swept out, instantly crushing dozens of Protoss soldiers into dust!
Song Yu staggered backward, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. The golden-armored general was also shaken, his blood surging, and the divine lion beneath him roared in pain.
Upon seeing this, the Demon Emperor appeared behind the golden-armored general in a flash.
His hand transformed into a jet-black claw, carrying the resentment of countless demonic souls, and reached for the back of the divine general.
"A mere trick!" the divine general sneered, his body radiating golden light, and a layer of golden light screen instantly appeared.
However, the Demon Emperor's claws pierced straight through the light barrier.
puff!
The sound of claws piercing flesh was ear-piercing, and the golden-armored general's pupils shrank sharply, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He slowly lowered his head, looking at the pitch-black claw that pierced through his back, and the constantly writhing demonic runes on the claw.
"you……"
Before he could finish speaking, the Demon Emperor twisted his wrist, and the general's body was instantly swallowed by demonic energy. Before his soul could even escape, his divine status was shattered.
After slaying the divine general, the Demon Emperor's demonic aura grew increasingly intense, his power rising steadily.
"presumptuous!"
Among the million-strong army, dozens of Dao Limitless Realm experts roared simultaneously, transforming into golden streaks of light as they charged towards the Demon Emperor and Song Yu.
Seeing this, Ying Zheng swung his dragon-patterned sword fiercely and roared, "Power of the Immortal Qin, unleash!"
Even though he couldn't use his full power, the remaining pressure from the Immortal Qin still shook the surrounding area!
Soon, an ancient and majestic power erupted from the sword, as if a thousand troops were galloping and war drums were booming.
The few powerful members of the Divine Race who were at the forefront were instantly shaken by the oppressive aura, causing their blood and qi to surge and their bodies to come to a standstill.
"kill!"
At Ying Zheng's command, he charged into the army, wielding his dragon-patterned sword. Wherever the golden dragon's might passed, the divine soldiers fell to the ground; with each strike of the dragon-patterned sword, dozens perished.
Song Yu and the Demon Emperor followed closely behind, like two sharp blades, galloping through the army of gods, leaving rivers of blood in their wake, and staining the golden holy light with a blinding crimson.
A million elite troops were repeatedly defeated by the combined forces of the three.