Chapter 1 A Serious Fight

No matter the time, whenever a serious fight broke out, Nangong Wuyue and the little weak chicken could almost completely destroy the serious atmosphere on the battlefield. In fact, that poking sea serpent and that biubiubiu little weak chicken almost lowered the whole event's status, so much so that Hao Ren began to wonder if the doomsday goddess who summoned the mirror images would retract her deadly mirror image miracle because of the embarrassment of seeing these two embarrassing things – but the reality proved that he was thinking too much.

Apart from the two embarrassing things and the strange aura around them as if they had their own background music, the entire wreckage of the Cradle Star was already in chaos.

The Guardian fleet was exchanging fire with the mirrored fleet, the drone swarms were entangled in endless dogfights with the drone swarms, and their comrades were entangled by their own mirror images. As for the goddess of creation – she should have been the strongest combat force on their side, but having just awakened, she was obviously too weak. After being backfired just now, she suffered heavy damage. At this time, she could only barely use the power of the gods to protect this continent, preventing it from being torn apart by the fire and energy turbulence in the universe, and she no longer had the strength to take the initiative to attack again.

To be honest, it was a wise move to consider retreating now, but the situation was completely chaotic. The overwhelming mirror images completely held back everyone on the battlefield. Although the World Tree's forced detachment mechanism could still pull Hao Ren and his teammates out (this function could also be used without the World Tree imprint), Salamander's army, drone swarms, and even the goddess of creation herself were likely to be buried here.

While Hao Ren was quickly searching for a way to break the deadlock in his brain, he used the Godslayer Sword and the Inspector's pistol in his hand to support the comrades who were in trouble nearby. Suddenly, he realized a very crucial problem –

"Hey, it seems like there's no mirror image of me?"

Every friendly force on the battlefield was entangled by the mirror images created by the doomsday goddess, and even the little weak chicken had an enemy who was biu-ing against her, but Hao Ren ran around saving fire for a long time before finally realizing one thing: there was no mirror image of him here.

And there was no mirror image of Dou Dou either.

The former might be explained by his special Pope status, but what about Dou Dou?

However, Hao Ren didn't have the opportunity to slowly figure this out, because a chilling aura suddenly locked onto him. He endured the illusion of numbness all over his body and looked up, only to meet the pale evil god's eyes.

The latter had a trace of surprise on his face, but then there was a smile without any warmth: "Interesting…you are really becoming more and more interesting. It seems that these little things don't work on you, then I don't mind doing it myself…"

Before this sentence was finished, the pale figure had disappeared from the air. Hao Ren couldn't lock onto him at all, nor could he sense the other party's aura. He could only instinctively swing his sword back to defend and block himself at the moment the other party disappeared, and almost at the moment when the long sword was in place, a terrifying force had already acted on him. He felt as if he had been hit head-on by Lily running at full speed, and then he was sent flying horizontally!

However, at the moment when his body flew out, Hao Ren's spirit became clearer than ever. His past tempering of spiritual power finally had an effect, allowing him to think in this flash of lightning and realize one thing:

He had just used his own strength to take an attack from that evil god, and the divine shield was not passively activated.

That evil god's power…seemed to have weakened?

He stabilized his figure at the last moment of landing, and stood firm in a posture that was slightly embarrassed but ultimately landed on his feet, while the pale figure only appeared in the distance, and then disappeared into the air again.

Another huge force struck, mixed with some kind of corrosive energy erosion. Hao Ren was knocked back more than ten steps this time before stopping, but before he could stand firm, a white light flashed beside him again, and another attack struck!

"You're not playing according to the routine!" Hao Ren was in a mess, but he finally managed to dodge the third attack. He even had the spare energy to curse out loud, "Under normal circumstances, shouldn't you bosses stand there and talk nonsense for at least two minutes before making a move!"

What answered him was an energy ball that exploded in front of his eyes: "Boom!!"

The doomsday goddess's attacks came one after another, without any pause, and without any intention of holding back. Hao Ren heard the other party's voice ringing in his mind, with full of contempt: "Ah, I've heard of the kind of guy you mentioned…"

"Boom!"

"When facing enemies weaker than themselves, they always like to waste time and energy, just to show off their strength and set off the weakness of their opponents."

"Boom!"

"But many times, this kind of stupid behavior only means variables, and I don't like variables."

"Boom!!"

"You are a very interesting guy, um, enough to arouse my research interest, but I still think…"

"Boom!"

"Killing you at the first time, killing you completely, destroying your soul, destroying your resurrection methods, sweeping away your teammates, blocking your reinforcements, eliminating all variables, this is the most effective way. I don't like variables, I don't like opponents making a comeback, I don't like heroes resurrecting, I don't like anyone inheriting any great legacy, I don't like the cliché of the brave becoming stronger and stronger, so unfortunately, it seems that I can't study your secrets to my heart's content."

In the last bombardment, Hao Ren was almost blown away. Half of his body was charred, the rigid shield on his body was almost completely extinguished, and the Godslayer Sword in his hand didn't even speak for a long time, and finally choked out a sentence: "This sword thinks this time is a bit mysterious."

And the pale figure reappeared not far away, looking like even her hairstyle was not messed up.

But Hao Ren laughed, laughing from the bottom of his heart: "I found two things."

"Um?" The guy who had the exact same appearance as the goddess of creation, but with an obviously extremely bad personality, tilted her head. She even stopped attacking, seemingly intending to give Hao Ren a chance to speak.

"First, you actually have a lot of nonsense and redundant actions, but you just don't want to admit it," Hao Ren moved his body, and the wounds all over his body made him grimace, but what was surprising was that all these wounds were just superficial injuries. "Second…actually, you are getting weaker and weaker, right?"

The doomsday goddess didn't say anything, just stood there with a mocking smile, seemingly acknowledging this.

"In any case, you are at most a guy who is on the same level as the goddess of creation and coexists with her. Even if you recovered more power in your sleep, it is impossible to completely crush all of us plus the goddess of creation, so you summoned so many mirror images to fight against us."

Hao Ren took a breath here, and silently put his Inspector's pistol back into his personal space: it had been proven in the previous battles that if you can't hit the target, then even the strongest attack is meaningless, and given the doomsday goddess's prophetic prediction ability and teleportation, the use of the gun in his hand was not great.

"Mirror images are indeed terrible, but obviously, they can't instantly crush everyone here in a crushing manner, but will turn into a long war of attrition – this is obviously a bit contradictory to the 'efficiency' you require, then there is only one reason, you don't have the ability to kill everything in seconds," Hao Ren looked at the doomsday goddess, the charred parts of his body were gradually being replaced by new flesh and blood, "and creating these mirror images has also consumed a lot of your strength, your attacks are much weaker than at the beginning."

"So what?" The pale evil god was expressionless, "Do you think you are my opponent now?"

"Since you are not an infinitely energetic opponent, but an opponent who will also be weakened, then what am I afraid of," Hao Ren smiled slightly, "The moment you show your HP bar, the result of this battle is destined!"

The doomsday goddess didn't know what HP bar meant. Faced with Hao Ren's "nonsense", her answer was a flash + jump chop.

At the moment when the pale figure disappeared, Hao Ren tensed up all his nerves. The rift in his personal space had been opened, and a section of metal chain in his hand extended from the rift, shining brightly.

The experience accumulated from being blown away a dozen times before came into play. Under the effect of near-instinct, he didn't even look and suddenly swung his right hand in a certain direction. An unusually thick chain bible with metal edges and eight bumpers was thrown out by him with a sharp whistle, and the doomsday goddess's figure happened to appear in that place – as if taking the initiative to meet it, her entire face was slapped firmly by the bible that looked like gods and ghosts were near!

With a loud bang, a dazzling ball of light burst out at the place where the bible and the enemy came into contact. Hao Ren felt some kind of power that he couldn't understand at all was suddenly released. The intensity of this power seemed to be ordinary, but it seemed to have some kind of "attribute" that was non-cancellable, non-defensible, and non-exemptible. The doomsday goddess, who seemed invincible in the previous battles, was actually slapped away by such a simple and unpretentious face slap!

Not only was she slapped away, but she even drew a long ditch on the ground. When she got up, the aura on her body had obviously dropped a level, and the strange energy released by the bible was still缠绕 (chan rao – entangling) around her, constantly devouring and weakening her power.

"How is that possible?!" This arrogant evil god finally let out a surprised cry, "What is that thing?!"

Hao Ren held the iron chain and swung the bible with great force: "This is called 'the love of a dear mother'. Of course, given your 'specialness', this dear mother may not be your dear mother – but the feeling of slapping your face is definitely the same."

"Nonsense!" The doomsday goddess didn't understand what Hao Ren was talking about at all, but she could still feel that she had been greatly provoked. In a fit of rage, she rolled up a pale storm, rushing towards Hao Ren, who was swinging the bible, like a tornado.

Hao Ren swung the brick masterpiece with bumpers into a meteor hammer: "Feel the love of a stepmother!"