“You… kill me?” Morin narrowed his eyes, a dangerous glint in his gaze.
“What, you don’t believe I can kill you?”
Chen Du sneered, his hands clasped before his chest, each forming a peculiar incantation.
Suddenly,
Chen Du thrust his left hand forward, uttering in a low voice, “Fu Qiu!”
The white light formation beneath Chen Du’s feet instantly appeared beneath Morin’s. Then, the white light flared, erupting hundreds of white threads that slithered like serpents, piercing towards Morin within the formation.
*Hiss… hiss…*
Several golden runes lit up around Morin’s body, resisting the hundreds of threads. He looked at Chen Du, suppressing his anger, and said in a deep voice, “Chen Du, I didn’t come here to fight you.”
Chen Du let out a disdainful cold laugh and said, “I know. You merely want to drag me down with you, to betray God together. The ‘Divine Art of Loyalty,’ once followed by God, only loyal wolves will not betray God. You, of the Divine Rune Mo family, and I, of the Divine Art Chen family, are all human. As long as one is human, they have emotions, and thus, the possibility of choosing betrayal.
You are afraid. Afraid that after God awakens divinity, in the War of Gods, God will achieve victory, or kill you. Therefore, you want to pull another divine envoy, me, down with you, thereby weakening God’s power.
If God is defeated, it will prove your choice was correct.
If, however, God triumphs, not only will you die, but your family’s lineage will be severed. The Divine Rune of Thought will cease to exist.”
“Morin, you truly have a cunning plan. You are selfish, and even more shameless.”
“Unfortunately, I am not as shameless as you. The ten-thousand-year heritage of the Divine Art family will not be broken. Even if I die, the Divine Art of Thought will still be passed down with God’s reincarnation!”
Morin’s face was covered in frost. His cold eyes stared intently at Chen Du, the divine runes surrounding him flashing with golden light, shattering the white light formation beneath his feet in an instant.
He pointed forward with his finger and uttered in a low voice, “Five Elements Talisman!”
In that instant,
Five palm-sized golden talismans appeared in the five directions around Chen Du. Each golden talisman bore unique runes representing the five elements: wood, metal, water, fire, and earth.
The Five Elements Talismans interlinked, trapping Chen Du within.
A sharp sword, wooden thorns, a pillar of fire, flowing water, and earth blocks all bombarded Chen Du.
Chen Du calmly pressed down with his right hand. The formation before him instantly shifted sideways and pressed down heavily.
“Divine Art – Iron Armor!”
*Boom!!!*
A deafening roar echoed throughout the entire street.
Chen Du glanced at the residential buildings on either side, then suddenly took flight.
Morin flipped his wrist, eight talismans encircling him. He too rose from the ground, charging directly at Chen Du.
Almost instantaneously,
The two of them vanished into the clouds. White light and golden light clashed fiercely. They maneuvered and battled within the clouds, each collision sending violent shockwaves and flashing intense light.
They fought from the sky to the ground, then swept across to the sea.
“Divine Rune – White Lightning!”
A bolt of white lightning descended from the sky, striking directly at Chen Du.
Chen Du formed an incantation with one hand, raising it towards the sky in a posture of supporting the heavens, and roared, “Divine Art – Cage!”
A white formation instantly formed in Chen Du’s hand, receiving the heavenly lightning and creating a sixteen-pillared iron cage that firmly trapped the crackling lightning.
Following that,
Chen Du formed another incantation with his left hand, unleashing it towards Morin.
“Divine Art – Poison Spring!”
White light flared around Morin, and a large formation appeared beneath his feet. In an instant, green poisonous liquid erupted from the formation, engulfing Morin.
Chen Du frowned, smashing the lightning cage held in his right hand towards Morin. He formed another incantation with his right hand.
“Divine Art – Ghost Hunter!”
A larger white formation enveloped both of them. The formation began to vibrate, and dozens of ghost soldiers crawled out, roaring and hacking at Morin within the poison spring.
*Boom!!!*
From within the green poison spring, golden light suddenly exploded. Golden light flickered in Morin’s eyes, and the surrounding runes increased from eight to sixteen.
“Divine Rune – Tortoise Shell!”
A golden mantra flew towards the sky, emitting golden light and instantly forming a massive tortoise shell that heavily struck down at Chen Du.
Chen Du raised his hand, forming a sword finger towards the sky.
“Divine Art – Suppress and Kill!”
A streak of white sword light shot from Chen Du’s fingertip, shattering the tortoise shell.
Then,
As Chen Du’s sword finger lowered, pointing at Morin.
The streak of white sword light sliced through the night, splitting into two, heading directly for Morin.
“Divine Rune – Golden Shield!”
A golden giant shield, two people tall, blocked the streak of white sword light, and then shattered along with it.
This was a battle between two of God’s envoys, a clash between Divine Runes and Divine Arts.
Divine Runes were formed by mental power into complex mantras, known as: Thought Runes.
Divine Arts were formed by mental power into profound formations, known as: Thought Formations.
They were like two hunting dogs, fiercely tearing at each other. Runes and formations entangled and collided, tearing each other apart time and again, only to be torn apart by the other repeatedly.
The two of them simultaneously swept towards the distant deep sea. Collisions occurred incessantly, stirring up heavy waves, which they then shattered.
Both sides continuously unleashed their techniques, constantly sustaining injuries. Blood dripped into the sea, httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
In the air, on the sea surface, and beneath the sea,
Injured, repeatedly injured, bleeding, always bleeding.
They paid no mind. Runes and formations, followed by close-quarters combat using physical techniques, then separating, and dense exchanges, neither willing to concede even a moment’s opening to the other.
The battle between the two divine envoys was like a brutal rehearsal for the impending War of Gods.
There was no more pointless talk between them. At this moment, their minds held but one thought:
Kill him!
Morin fought for his choice and his beliefs.
Chen Du fought for the dignity of the God he followed.
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“Hah…”
He Li gasped sharply, sitting up in bed. He raised a hand to rub his heaving chest and touched his sweat-soaked forehead.
After a long while,
He calmed down. He sat on the bed for a moment, then got up, opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of water, and sat on the sofa. After taking a mouthful of water, he stared blankly at the ceiling.
Xiao Lan jumped down from the sofa and walked to He Li’s side, resting her head on his lap, looking at him obediently.
He Li looked at Xiao Lan, reached out, and pinched her ear, asking, “Xiao Lan, tell me, do Gods have nightmares?”
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