Chapter 106 Godslayer

To slay a god…

Ju Tianfu's heart skipped a beat. The further one progressed on the path of faith and apotheosis, the more one understood the gap between mortals and true gods.

They weren't challenging the small, local deities formed by the long-term worship of hundreds or thousands of people, but true gods who conquered countless worlds and controlled billions of believers.

Even the once incredibly powerful Heterodoxy Society had never recorded a direct kill of a main god.

Could this group of people really do it?

"Ordinary methods can't truly eradicate a god. At the very least, you need attack methods containing equal mystery."

Hohenheim pulled out two ancient scrolls from the void, succinctly stating, "These are both epic-level, consumable magic scrolls. They possess spatial lockdown, conceptual lockdown, and annihilation attributes.

Does anyone have a better alternative?"

"I don't."

The Truth-Side's eyes flickered. The power of consumable scrolls was much greater than ordinary skills of the same level, let alone epic-level ones.

"Then cover me.

Casting takes four minutes. I can't move during the process. Any attack or being attacked will cause failure. Also, at the moment the five-minute countdown ends, the target must be stationary and within ten thousand meters of me."

Hohenheim took a deep breath. He extended his right hand, and the Book of Sand naturally appeared in his palm, turning pages rapidly on its own, with pages constantly burning and annihilating, forming a magic array around him.

"Five minutes..."

The Truth-Side's eyes flickered. He put his hands together, clapping heavily, releasing his mental creation ability to place rings of floating, crystalline astral guardians around Hohenheim.

As a fellow spellcaster, he never doubted Hohenheim's strength.

With Su Ni Shang out of contact, Hohenheim, who could cast forbidden spells, possessed the strongest output.

After setting up the astral guardians, the Truth-Side used his mental creation ability to reinforce the surrounding soil.

Tai Hao, Zhong Li Mieming, and the others also used their respective abilities,

deploying spatial locks, setting up barriers to isolate memetic contamination, and so on.

In just a few breaths, the group had built a defensive stronghold on the spot.

Hohenheim stood in the middle of a dense, nested, and multi-colored gorgeous magic array, solemnly tearing open the first epic-level scroll.

[Skill Scroll Name: Source-Drawing Gaze]

[Attribute: Consumable, disappears after one use]

[Type: Arcane]

[Quality: Epic]

[Effect: Draws upon the source. Recite the incantation, designate a target within sight, and temporarily draw upon its source.]

[Cost: 5000 Spirit Power]

[Cooldown Time: None]

[Usage Condition: Possess the 'Legendary Magician's Certificate']

[Note: During the process of drawing upon the source, the target's Spirit Power, sanity, physical fitness, and other attributes will gradually decrease, and they will be unable to use spatial teleportation abilities. At the same time, the user's attributes will gradually increase. Drawing upon the source can last for a maximum of four minutes. Stopping the incantation, attacking, or being attacked will interrupt the drawing. After the drawing is interrupted, the beneficial and detrimental effects for both sides will persist for a period of time. The duration depends on the rate of the drawing process and the difference in strength between the two sides.]

[Note: Let us become one with the source.]

Shred—

Accompanied by the sound of cloth tearing, the ancient scroll cracked open, and strands of gray light slowly flew out, one end connected to Hohenheim,

and the other shot out into the air, connecting to the Semitic god in linen clothing high above—whether called Tianzhu, Shangzhu, Jehovah, or Yahweh.

Instantly, the feeling of being stared at descended upon everyone's heads.

Ding Zhensi felt his soul instinctively tremble. The Semitic god was clearly hundreds of thousands of meters in the air, but he felt as if he was right in front of him, emitting the divine might of an abyss-like fury.

"It's coming!"

Tai Hao's scalp tingled as he shouted,

From the very beginning, the Semitic god, or rather Yahweh, had ignored the existence of the group, only using the stolen Eternal Spear to hunt them down.

But now, the god had noticed them.

Buzz—

Without any warning, a pillar of light shot down from the sky, radiating the aura of death.

Hohenheim held the Book of Sand, closed his eyes, and chanted obscure incantations on the spot, urging the gray light to continuously grow, drawing upon the divinity and power from the god, ignoring everything outside.

"I'll do it!"

Zhong Li Mieming shouted, and sixteen gorgeous knight lances, inlaid with jewels, appeared behind him. With a wave of his hand,

all the knight lances shot out,

collapsing and disintegrating in mid-air, transforming into countless metal flakes that pieced together into a huge, sixteen-sided arc-shaped shield in a flash of lightning, blocking the light cannon that was blasting down from above.

Boom!

The golden shield suddenly shook, and intense flames erupted from the sixteen faces, with all the gems trembling madly, threatening to shatter.

"Dahuang Luo!" (Great Wilderness Fall)

Tai Hao swept out a palm, and the celestial stem and terrestrial branch phenomena appeared behind him.

The palm wind transformed into a light green glow, attaching to Zhong Li Mieming's giant shield, controlling the shield to deflect slightly, shifting the beam of light and blasting it into the dense forest several kilometers away, incinerating thousands upon thousands of trees.

"Zhong Li Mieming and I will protect Hohenheim, you guys find a way to hold him back."

Tai Hao's face was slightly pale as he said in a deep voice, "Make sure he stays still when the four-minute countdown ends."

The power of the light cannon was terrifyingly strong. Remaining in place and passively waiting for the bombardment from beyond the line of sight was extremely dangerous.

Shi Kong didn't say any useless words like "take care." He stomped on the ground, and his figure shot toward the sky like a sharp arrow.

The sonic boom exploded beside his ears. The flight speed, far exceeding the speed of sound, caused the air to continuously rupture beneath his feet, turning into a cloud of sonic boom.

Found him.

The god in linen clothing was getting closer and closer in his vision. His left hand was pointing downwards, toward Hohenheim's direction. His right arm was raised flat, pointing towards the towering tree more than two hundred thousand meters high in front of him.

At this moment, the World Tree, which had already reached the top, was still growing and expanding, its crown spreading along the dome,

with the branches and leaves at the top deeply piercing into the dome, drawing the blood from the depths of the dome.

It was as if... it was taking over the blood vessels around the heart.

The Semitic god Yahweh's right hand seemed to be accelerating the growth of the World Tree,

while his left hand was still leisurely releasing light cannons downwards.

Shi Kong didn't have time to think. He instantly flashed in front of Yahweh and kicked out.

As a Calamity-level powerhouse, Shi Kong rarely had so many dazzling and gorgeous power systems. His greatest strength was his body, blood essence, and martial skills, which had been honed through countless battles.

Bang!

The kick, carrying a sonic boom, was like a drawn saber. The surging blood essence contained in the powerful martial artist transformed into a purple aura mixed with lightning, extending into a purple blade of lightning more than a hundred meters long along the direction of the kick.

The surrounding air was rapidly compressed as if caught in a hurricane, and countless branches and leaves fell from the lush canopy of the towering tree.

Yahweh finally stopped staring at the tree itself and turned to look at Shi Kong.

Boom!!

The purple blade of lightning slammed into Yahweh, and the electric sparks shattered, with lightning shaking.

Yahweh's linen clothing fluttered wildly, and electric sparks constantly jumped at the corners of his clothes. However, he himself remained suspended in place,

motionless, as if solidified with space, sacred and inviolable.

"..."

Yahweh silently gazed at Shi Kong, his wooden eyes devoid of any emotion, seemingly calculating something.

Perhaps he was calculating the threat the other party might pose, or perhaps he was calculating what kind of reaction a god should make when provoked by a mortal.

The calculation yielded a result.

So, he turned his arm and pointed his index finger at Shi Kong.

Buzz—

The sound of the deadly light beam vaporizing the air rang out once again in the high altitude.

Shi Kong instantly flashed a thousand meters away, narrowly avoiding this strike.

The current Shi Kong could no longer be evaluated by the realm of ordinary martial artists.

Tens of thousands of life-and-death battles with enemies from all over the universe, his body, blood essence, and martial skills had been honed to the point where he had achieved divinity through martial arts.

Even if the nerve reflexes of his muscles still couldn't keep up with the speed of the light cannon in theory, he could still avoid the blow that should have hit him by relying on his inexplicable sense of crisis.

"..."

Yahweh looked at Shi Kong, who had suddenly flashed away, and blinked.

Buzz—

The pure beam of light blasted out again.

However, this time, Shi Kong was enveloped in endless intense light—in the instant he flashed, Yahweh raised his second and third fingers, sealing off the path in a "品 (pǐn)" shape (a Chinese character that resembles the arrangement of three fingers).

The extreme high temperature and extreme heat caused the thin layer of blood essence armor on Shi Kong's body to rapidly evaporate.

Starting from his hair and eyebrows, his flesh, bones, and skin were cracking and annihilating.

"Grab me!"

Ling Neng's shout rang out in Shi Kong's mind.

The next second, Kesshouin, wielding the Turrent Blade, arrived just in time, along with the Truth-Side.

The Truth-Side released creation-based Ling Neng, creating a cone-shaped astral substance to temporarily block the light cannon's evaporation, while Kesshouin grabbed Shi Kong, and the three flashed out of the light beam's range.

"Are you alright?"

Kesshouin looked at Shi Kong, who had been swept by the god's frontal attack, and asked in the Ling Neng network.

The latter's condition was terrible. All the hair on his body had been annihilated, and every piece of shattered skin was curled up, revealing the crystal-clear, condensed muscles.

"I'm fine."

Shi Kong said coldly, clenching his fists silently, and forcefully suppressed the surging divine power disturbance in his body with his thick blood essence, forcibly restoring the skin on his body to its original state.

"He's accelerating the growth of this tree and has already consumed a lot of divine power."

The Truth-Side quickly said in the Ling Neng network, "Although I don't know what will happen when this tree is completely grown, I don't think it's what we want to see."

"So, while fighting, we also have to make sure he doesn't have the energy to continue accelerating the growth of the World Tree?"

Wang Bu Liu Xing, Ant-King, and Ding Zhensi also floated to the high altitude, with the Rampaging Lion burning with flames in the distance.

The Semitic god Yahweh silently scanned the seven mortal lives that had appeared before him, and his brow finally furrowed slightly.

Weighing, comparing, analyzing, calculating.

Countless images flashed through Yahweh's eyes,

He came to a conclusion, formulated a plan, and began to execute it.

His left hand continued to point downwards, continuously and steadily blasting the magic array that was drawing upon his power every three seconds,

while his right hand was raised, pointing at Kesshouin.

Among this group of people, Kesshouin's energy fluctuation level was only above Ding Zhensi and Ant-King,

but the dagger in her hand exuded an aura of spatial disturbance that made the god feel slightly annoyed.

Buzz!!!

Three magnificent beams of light chased after Kesshouin. Kesshouin's face changed drastically, and she crushed the scarlet Slaughter Stone again to replenish Ling Neng, and waved the Turrent Blade, flashing away.

However, the instant she flashed into existence, the light cannon that had pierced through half of the heart-chamber space arrived in an instant, tracking Kesshouin's figure without any pause.

How could this be!

Kesshouin's heart was shaken. Countless explosions rang out around her body. More than a dozen protective gemstones worn on her body were evaporated and annihilated by the light beam before they could even last for a tenth of a second.

Distance.

For Kesshouin, a distance of several kilometers could already be considered a mid-range flash, requiring energy and the waving of the Turrent Blade.

But for Yahweh, he only needed to casually move his finger to allow the continuous beam of light to catch up.

Mortals and gods ultimately had an insurmountable gap,

whether in total energy, or in calculation, perception, and predictive abilities.

"Your opponent is me!"

Shi Kong roared and flashed forward again, unleashing ten thousand lightning bolts with a single punch.

At the dome, countless branches and leaves were swept by the lightning bolts, instantly charred and incinerated, turning into drifting smoke.

Clap!

Yahweh raised his right hand and firmly caught this punch. He turned his head slightly, looked at Shi Kong's strong arm with clear muscle texture, and slightly increased his strength.

Crack!

Shi Kong's arm instantly broke, and even his muscles and bones showed a wave-like fluidity under the influence of the god's majestic and terrifying power, shattering into hundreds of thousands of pieces.

"Rouge! Lotus!"

Wang Bu Liu Xing killed his way from behind, and the Bi'an phenomenon appeared behind him.

The Bi'an armor on his arms released thousands of strands of red light, merging into a blooming blood-red lotus, suspended in front of Yahweh's chest, slowly rotating.

Rouge Lotus, a collection of the original power of the mortals of the mortal world, can seal individual lives.

However, even Li Ang could forcibly break free from the Rouge Lotus, let alone a true god?

Yahweh didn't even turn his head. With a flick of his palm, while completely crushing Shi Kong's arm, he casually broke free from the countless thorny chains released by the Rouge Lotus,

causing Wang Bu Liu Xing, who had suffered a strong backlash, to spit out a mouthful of blood and fly backwards.

However, this short moment of gap also provided the Truth-Side with a fleeting opportunity—he fully urged his Ling Neng, creating several cocoons made of psychedelic astral substances above Yahweh's head, arranged in a sequence from small to large.

Each cocoon was shaped like an oval egg, emitting stable fluctuations that did not interact with any energy.

Level eight mental ability—Multiple Astral Cocoons.

One after another, the astral cocoons, like Pac-Man dolls, enveloped the Semitic god.

Yahweh's eyes flashed, he released Shi Kong's crushed arm, and raised his hand upwards.

"Stop it!"

The Rampaging Lion roared, releasing the unique racial ability of the Rampaging Lion clan of the Demon Sunflower World.

The lion's roar, like a word of power, actually made Yahweh's raising action freeze, and his entire body was instantly sealed and enveloped by the astral cocoon.

"Quick! Take him down, the astral cocoon won't last long! You must bring him within ten thousand meters of the surface before the countdown ends!"

Without the Truth-Side's urgent reminder,

Shi Kong, with a blank expression, ignoring his right arm that had been crushed and broken, bleeding frantically,

clenched his left fist and smashed it heavily at the outermost, largest astral cocoon.

Dong!

The colorful, dark astral cocoon plummeted downwards under this hammer.

Current altitude: two hundred thousand meters.