Boom!

Viscous crimson flames scraped past the right arm of the withered wood titan, peeling back cracked tree bark.

The dense vines wrapped around the arm snapped and shattered, incinerated into charred remains in mid-air.

The wooden arm, like an onion, melted and split layer by layer.

Only the wood marrow, filled with the power of the swamp deity, stubbornly resisted the Vermilion Bird's Bright Flame, relying on the self-healing ability brought about by the drastic consumption.

Thunk!

The wood marrow, like a siege hammer, smashed into the chest of the Vermilion Bird apparition.

The swamp deity's power gushed out, disregarding consumption, pouring its own origin into the Vermilion Bird's body.

The Vermilion Bird produced by the Hetu Formation was only a semi-solidified phantom.

However, the swamp deity's power, at the demigod level, also possessed a high degree of mystery.

Under the collision of the two, the semi-solid Vermilion Bird was actually pierced by the wood marrow spikes, its body plummeting rapidly, crashing heavily into a high-rise building.

Boom boom boom boom boom—

Glass shattered, walls collapsed, floors disintegrated.

All the office cubicles in the deserted office building instantly burst into flames.

Computers that hadn't had time to shut down, still displaying unsaved project file interfaces,

melted and vanished as the building burned.

The Vermilion Bird, nailed to the high-rise, cried out hoarsely, a hint of violent rage flashing with emotion in its originally cold eyes, like those of an extraordinary being.

It spat out a mouthful of burning flames with extreme ferocity, hitting the withered wood titan's right arm wood marrow that was binding it.

The wood marrow, filled with the power of the swamp deity, melted in response.

The remaining force of the burning flames struck the high-rise behind it, directly piercing through several floors of the entire building.

The Vermilion Bird phantom broke free from its restraints, just about to reopen its crimson beak to spew out more burning flames,

when it saw the withered wood titan grinning and swinging its left fist.

Thud!!

The Vermilion Bird phantom's head was smashed hard into the inside of the floor.

The flames that were about to gush out were also stuck in its throat.

Thud thud thud thud thud!

Li Ang pressed forward, his remaining left arm like a high-frequency pile driver, striking the Vermilion Bird's head again and again.

The Vermilion Bird was violently enraged, its wings suddenly extending, stirring up a surging gale, its body suddenly flipping in mid-air.

Sharp claws pierced into the chest of the withered wood titan, gouging out large amounts of wooden fragments.

Whoosh!

Rapidly rising temperatures melted the steel high-rise.

The Vermilion Bird's head broke free from its restraints, screeching as it turned to face Li Ang, opening its crimson beak again, only to be firmly grasped by the hand of the withered wood titan.

The two sides pushed, tore, clawed, and punched,

like two ancient beasts that had broken into a sand sculpture exhibition.

Wherever they passed, high-rise buildings collapsed and the ground caved in.

On the sea surface outside the steel jungle, Francis and the others stared dumbfounded at the fierce flames, thick smoke, and dust rising above the city, their minds blank.

What kind of verbal description could not pale in comparison to this spectacle, comparable to a battle of gods?

"Arid Lion... Michael..."

Francis floated above the sea surface, his eyes vacant, his voice as faint as a whisper, muttering to himself, "Could they, do something like this..."

The representative of the Global Supernatural Alliance next to him took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Maybe they can... maybe they can't..."

Including the members within the Global Supernatural Alliance,

no one had ever seen Michael go all out.

But the scene before them was undoubtedly the battle prowess of the most peak existence in the current Killing Game.

One had to know, that Vermilion Bird was an apparition relic inherited from the Ancient Era's Different Society, and was not a product of this era in itself.

And Li Ang was just a player!

A player who came from the ordinary, with traceable origins.

Crack.

The water element giant named Xiahou shattered the banyan tree cage—its divine power already withdrawn and weakened—into pieces, releasing the Mobile Task Force within.

He turned to look at the delegation of external forces and shouted in a deep voice, "How many people do you have left in Yin City?!"

"Ah?"

Francis belatedly turned to look at Xiahou, hesitating, "Including the bounty hunters registered with us, a few hundred people, maybe?

Employees who are ordinary people, there are thousands."

"Ordinary people are useless, call up all the players, help evacuate, evacuate, and rescue."

Xiahou's tone was cold and harsh, and he didn't bother to bargain with the other party about the rewards for helping.

The Vermilion Bird was not a docile and kind auspicious pet.

It was born in unquenchable flames, spreading the fire of innate Qi.

It was bound by the Hetu Formation, but not under the absolute control of the current Different Society.

If they could quickly resolve the battle, and the Vermilion Bird returned to the Hetu Formation on its own, that would be fine.

But if they dragged on any longer, allowing the Vermilion Bird to continuously draw energy from the already unstable Hetu Formation...

He was really afraid,

that it would break away from the formation,

like the finishing touch on a dragon painting,

transcending the formation's restraints and becoming an immortal and indestructible entity...

At that time, everything would be beyond redemption.

Hearing Xiahou's commanding words, Francis hesitated. He really wanted to take his men and leave, leaving this mess in Yin City; it wasn't his fault anyway.

But looking at Xiahou's anxious and frightened appearance now,

if they really left, it might cause a larger-scale super-disaster that could even threaten other regions across the ocean.

The European Heavy Industries Group had not yet completely mastered the Doors,

and the world had not yet reached a point where any one party could protect itself.

"Okay."

Francis gritted his teeth, took out a communication device, and contacted the European Heavy Industries Group's player employees, and even the agents and spies in the city, "What do you want us to do?"

"Go to the areas surrounding the war zone, our colleagues are already evacuating there."

Xiahou spoke extremely quickly.

The Special Affairs Bureau had a complete set of solutions for disasters and anomalies.

They could use large-scale [Idler Dispersal] spells,

as well as large-area, short-cooldown, high-frequency teleportation arrays,

to teleport everything in an entire area away in one go.

Although this would cause huge property losses afterward, exhausting the high-quality energy reserves accumulated by the Special Affairs Bureau and the Different Society,

now was really not the time to worry about these things.

Xiahou took a deep breath, plunged his right arm into the sea surface, raised his left arm, and sprayed a huge amount of seawater toward the city, trying to suppress the spread of the flames as much as possible.

This time, it was really hard to clean up.

A hint of bitterness, shame, and anger flashed in the water element giant's eyes.

He could see that the Vermilion Bird was frantically flapping its wings and spraying flames at will, while the withered wood titan was intentionally or unintentionally binding the Vermilion Bird firmly to the ground, preventing it from flying freely and turning into a blazing sun in the sky.

————

On the wasteland, the Special Affairs Bureau members painfully gritted their teeth, blood dripping from the gaps between their lips.

They could clearly hear the chaotic and noisy dense voices of people in the headquarters command hall from their earphones.

People there were running around in a panic, thousands of orders were issued and transmitted.

The personnel from the Special Affairs Bureau and the Different Society went to control the Hetu Formation, but the moment they entered the secret room, all their spiritual power was drained by the formation, and they fainted and fell to the ground.

Chai Cu翘 disregarded everything and broke free from her restraints and disguise, rushing toward the war zone.

No one present noticed her departure.

Her pupils were frantically shaking, and her mind trembled as she connected to the psionic network, frantically issuing orders to the Zerg Nest—although she also understood that,

the Zerg Nest was not suitable, or rather, did not have the ability, to participate in battles of this level, against single entities.

Whoosh—

Just approaching the edge of the city, the scorching wind burned Qing'e Armor's hair.

This armor, which was not of high quality,

slowly melted in the face of the Vermilion Bird's naturally released heat waves.

Hair burned to ashes,

eyelids melted,

skin dissolved.

Chai Cu翘 silently tore off her collapsed eyelids,

stubbornly and uselessly rushing toward the city,

like an ant trying to shake a tree, a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

Her small and weak soul was insignificant, like dust and leaves, in the face of the divine bird's fire.

Boom!

In the steel jungle, two more high-rise buildings collided and collapsed.

The withered wood titan, his body burning with flames, took several steps back.

His titan body had shrunk several times, emaciated, and was already a head shorter than the Vermilion Bird, but his gaze was more sharp than ever before.

The Vermilion Bird seemed to sense that its opponent was gradually weakening and unable to continue,

and chirped triumphantly.

Carelessly, Li Ang seized its legs with all his strength, slammed it to the ground, and pinned its body down.

The position was exactly on top of the gravity-enhancing formation previously released by Wang Buliliuxing.

The Vermilion Bird seemed to sense something, struggling desperately, releasing raging flames,

but it was restrained by gravity and Li Ang's weight—Wang Buliliuxing's gravity-enhancing formation had long sunk deep into the soil, and it would be extremely difficult to destroy it in a short time.

Huff.

The withered wood titan exhaled a puff of scorched thick smoke.

The swamp deity power, accumulated over a long period of time, constantly provided by the brain worms and mortal believers,

had only... 200 points left.

That was enough.

Li Ang slowly raised his wretched left arm, which was now only a few scattered emerald wood marrow, without a hand.

The tip of his left arm was wrapped with the palm-sized piece of Shenlong Hongxie cloth that had been disassembled.

Stab!!

This time,

the left arm, wrapped with the Shenlong Hongxie cloth, directly pierced into the Vermilion Bird's abdomen.

At the tip of his left arm, a dark green, dissolving light appeared.

The Ten Finger Dissolving Technique, as a perfect-level spell skill, had very good effects on both energy shields and physical bodies.

The only drawback was that it had to be emitted from the ends of the limbs.

Moreover, this attribute was based on mysticism and could not increase the range and lethality of the Dissolving Technique by temporarily enlarging the limbs.

But with the demigod's position fully liberated, and his divine power fully activated, Li Ang's life essence had already changed. The withered wood titan was an extension of himself.

The unprecedentedly dazzling dissolving light slowly brewed in the Vermilion Bird's abdomen.

Seemingly sensing that its life was coming to an end, the Vermilion Bird unwillingly abandoned its chirping.

Its originally cold and proud eyes,

now looked at Li Ang with hatred.

Did mythical species also fear death?

The Vermilion Bird slowly restrained the flames around its body, turning into an ordinary, flameless vermilion bird.

It condensed a bright fireball in its throat, and met Li Ang's gaze.

The two stared at each other, and both saw that trace of proud determination in each other's eyes.

The dissolving light lit up.

The crimson beak slowly opened.

Just as the two were about to unleash their attacks that would annihilate everything,

three figures appeared between them.

Su Nisheng, Penguin Akili, and that girl, the drought demon.