Chapter 623 What Race Are You?

Su Zhou took a step forward, like a heavy object falling to the ground, stirring up circles of dust and mist.

Svetogor's body was old, but his foundation was excellent. Nearly two meters tall and with demon blood, his solid skeleton alone was heavier than ordinary people.

In addition, during this period, Su Zhou's Undying Root, nurtured by the Rotating Immortal Art, had sprouted in his heart, spread throughout his body, and even began to absorb some of the metallic minerals in the ruins, growing further within him...

Now, Su Zhou's body was not just flesh and blood!

Boom! The air was blasted into a whistling sound as Su Zhou charged with his shield, like an iron mountain.

Yelena was the first to bear the brunt. Although she could react to Su Zhou's speed, she was currently entangled with Master Flint and had little energy to dodge.

"Damn it!" Without time to think, the female knight gritted her teeth and gathered her energy. A swift and fierce wind blade forced Flint back, and then she reached for a long rifle from her waist, firing six shots at Su Zhou.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!

Six Origin Energy bullets were fired, accurately hitting Su Zhou's shield and creating a violent explosion, raising a cloud of smoke across the field. Judging by the destructive power, no one would think it was a rifle, but rather a hand cannon.

The military's Origin Energy rifles had always been excellent in destructive power. Every high-ranking military officer going out on a mission would carry one for self-defense in times of crisis, and now was the time.

Fortunately, it hadn't been needed before and was useless against Flint's mechanical body, so she could use it now, surprising everyone.

Boom!

But the next moment, a huge figure charged out of the mist, still at a rapid pace.

Not only was Su Zhou unharmed, but there wasn't even a scratch on the shield in his hand!

"How is that possible!" Yelena exclaimed, and even Master Flint glanced sideways, his silver Origin Energy mechanical eyes fixed on Su Zhou.

He had long known about the Asmodeus Empire's Origin Energy rifles. In fact, they were originally developed jointly by alchemists from the Order of the Blazing Light and royal alchemists. In terms of technology, they were far inferior to the various armaments mounted on his body.

But after all, it was a physical ammunition. If six consecutive bursting bullets hit a vital point, parts of his mechanical body would be disabled, let alone completely unscathed.

He knew very well that the shield in Su Zhou's hand was just an ordinary metal shield for the little dragon man's self-defense. In terms of material, it was completely mass-produced. Being hit by an Origin Energy gun wouldn't just pierce it, but would at least leave six bowl-sized dents.

That being the case, there was only one answer.

[What kind of Origin Energy ability can strengthen metal to this extent?]

Su Zhou naturally heard all these questions and exclamations.

But in fact, he didn't have any strengthening ability.

He only had the 'metal manipulation' that came with this body.

It was just that the precision of this manipulation far exceeded everyone's imagination in this world.

In the few seconds he touched the Gasha shield, he had completely eliminated all the weaknesses in the metal shield, turning it into a perfect metal without any 'crystal defects.'

Ideal metal, with atoms uniformly arranged in every space, its strength and toughness are terrifying, its ability to withstand impact is extremely strong, and it can be used in any place, perfect for manufacturing space battleships or super robots.

It was just that current technology made it basically impossible to mass-produce this kind of creation. It could only be created through Daoist arts, or the will of a strong person like Su Zhou.

Since firearms were useless, they could only use Origin Energy and longswords. Because Flint temporarily stopped attacking, Yelena had time to breathe.

She turned around, solemnly held her sword and slashed diagonally at Su Zhou. A condensed blade of wind energy left the blade, like a physical object, and fell towards the shield-wielding old man.

In terms of physical destructive power, Origin Energy blades were naturally not as good as real sword blades, but they could strike across shields—the part not blocked by the shield could continue to cut the flesh and blood behind the shield. Su Zhou's Origin Energy reaction was still not high. The shield's strength should only be due to the ability's excellence.

As long as it hit, it should make him lose his combat power.

Then… nothing happened again.

The white shockwave slashed down, and there wasn't even a scratch left on the shield. Only the dust was swept away, shining as if it had been polished.

"So, so powerful!?"

The fact that the shield was undamaged made Gasha, who was hiding behind a rock and watching the battle, exclaim—as the original holder of the shield, he knew very well its hardness.

"Even more powerful is the Dean!" The white-haired boy, who poked his head out from behind Gasha's shoulder, focused on something different. His eyes were shining.

Because at this moment, he could clearly see that facing Yelena's wind blade, which was enough to tear apart the earth and steel and cut off all of Adama's bones and flesh, Su Zhou's body and shield were unharmed.

A layer of organic armor, like tree roots, spread out from his spine and covered most of his body.

The Origin Energy blade cleaved open that layer of tree roots, but could not continue. The overflowing power was even captured by this layer of tree root armor and became nourishment.

Undying Root, Immortal Leaf, using the body as a seed, blooming a flower of longevity.

The Rotating Immortal Art was indeed not good at fighting, but it did have unique features in terms of survival and defense.

Especially in the past three days, after absorbing a large amount of water and strengthening himself with the metal resources in the ruins mountain, the Undying Root, sprouted from Amber Heavenly Crystal, had penetrated Su Zhou's entire body of bones and flesh, comprehensively transforming this body into an immortal body similar to the demon generals and demon emperors of the Divine Wood World, who would not die even if their heads were cut off.

Psychological obstacles? It would be too strange to say this to Su Zhou. How much of the power of the Candle Sun came from enemies?

It was better to say that this was the essence of the Candle Sun.

What's more, this body itself had considerable power.

"The blood of a demon..."

Stepping forward again, he forcefully smashed Yelena's wind blade chainsaw with brute force.

Then, in the other party's astonished gaze, Su Zhou forcefully patted the shield—it looked like just defense, but the tyrannical power directly sent the female knight flying like a fly. The whole person crashed into the wall with a whistling sound, embedding her inside amidst the falling sandstone.

This was not considered an injury for a Mind Light Realm knight, but it was enough to prove the horror of the man's physical fitness.

Su Zhou felt that his whole body was filled with the power of life.

—The Great Dragon, that ancient serpent, is also called the Devil.

Yala's bloodline was originally a trinity, but he himself was a citizen of the Righteous Nation, and the worlds he had been to rarely had demons or monsters, so he had never experienced the power of this branch.

Now it seemed… it felt pretty good!

[I'm sorry.]

At this moment, he could hear Master Flint's voice.

After apologizing aloud, he raised his hand, his index finger condensing light.

A thermal ray did not aim at Yelena, who was still pulling herself out of the wall, but shot directly at Su Zhou.

Buzz! The air was ignited, and a bright line of fire rose out of thin air.

His perception was much higher than Yelena's. He had noticed the material of the Undying Root on Su Zhou's body, so he directly used the most effective method of attack—high heat was also an effective way to disrupt the metal structure. He had indeed found Su Zhou's weakness.

But a series of Origin Energy fluctuations rose from Su Zhou's body, condensing into scarlet light circles in mid-air. The fiery ray entered this circle field and began to weaken rapidly, eventually annihilating into nothing.

This was the fire resistance field in the demon bloodline. Demons could freely walk in the fiery hell, and those with demon blood could also be fearless of ordinary flames.

Now that Su Zhou had strengthened it with his own experience, it had reached a point beyond common sense.

—That was part of the power blessed by the Five Virtues Divine Light, the power that could even suppress karma fire.

Buzz, buzz—after the Origin Energy of the fiery ray was neutralized by the fire resistance field, the remaining energy was absorbed by the wooden roots covering Su Zhou's body.

Waves of blue light visible to the naked eye radiated from him, enveloping Gasha and Loya.

But this was not Origin Energy that caused harm. On the contrary, it carried the breath of life. The moment it touched the two children, it made them feel refreshed. Not only did their bodies regain vitality, but their spirits felt clearer.

The power of the Rotating Immortal Art lay in this. It was a method of 'rotation.' It absorbed the power of the surroundings, and while increasing its own life force, it would also distribute the excess life force to heal other people around Su Zhou who were acknowledged by him.

In the Perfect World, the Rotating Immortal Art could even gradually transform the inanimate world, gradually restoring the Heavenly Origin World to its original state.

If they were enemies, not only would they not accept the treatment, but they would also be eroded by the power of the Divine Wood, creating mutations similar to lignification.

This was the result of Su Zhou's three days of cultivation—if there hadn't been a lack of food and other resources in the ruins, his cultivation speed would have been even faster.

[...Metal strengthening, fire resistance field, healing Origin Energy, plant armor...]

After sensing Su Zhou's power, even in a mechanical tone, Master Flint's tone sounded extremely solemn.

He raised his hand, and the Extinction Cannon began to gather energy: [Although the Origin Energy level is not high, the ability is very powerful. What exactly are you?]

Yelena also detached from the wall at this moment. She stood firm and gripped her long sword again.

At this moment, she realized that the reason why Su Zhou had been standing still, at most just taking a step forward, was not for other reasons, but because behind him, two children were hiding in the cracks of the rocks—after the battle began, there was no time to leave, but he blocked all the aftermath rushing towards that direction.

As long as she rushed over to attack the two children at the fastest speed, even this Svetogor would not be able to react.

"Damn it, why didn't this old man let them run further away?!"

But Yelena just clicked her tongue and then turned her head away, no longer looking in that direction.

Su Zhou narrowed his eyes slightly. He noticed the subtle movements of his enemy and stared at this scene.

Of course, Yelena didn't know this. After casually doing these things, seeing Su Zhou again, her expression was not only astonished but also an unbelievable feeling that things were completely out of control: "These abilities have never appeared in your past records. Svetogor was clearly a potion alchemist known for his water-based Origin Energy..."

"And healing Origin Energy, such a rare ability, why would it appear on a demon bloodline?! The effect is so powerful, it's simply..."

After a pause, Yelena's expression was solemn. The cyan eagle soul shadow appeared behind her again. The knight asked in a deep voice: "What level are you?!"

"Bias."

In response, Su Zhou, who raised his shield again, shook his head: "Can't demons heal the sick and save people? Does that mean angels can't attack and kill people?"

"As for my level..."

Su Zhou looked around at Flint and Yelena, who had begun to join forces and surround him, and couldn't help but curl his lips.

He smiled and said, "Soul Condensation, that's all."

At the same time.

At the exit of the crack in the Primal Radiance Ruins.

Click.

In the metal coffin that Yelena and Hardt had placed in place, a slender, white hand pushed open the coffin lid.

Then, in a series of spreading Origin Energy fluctuations, a silver-haired girl with slightly opened eyes woke up from the coffin.

She stood upright, then looked around, gazing at the faded murals, broken stone sculptures, dusty ruins passage, and the cold wind whistling from the cracks, carrying the fluctuations of natural disasters.

"...How many years has it been?"

Her eyelashes lowered slightly, she retracted her gaze, and whispered to herself: "Stasis fields are like this. After entering and waking up again, who knows if thousands or tens of thousands of years have passed... or even impossible to wake up again."

"Forget it." This young girl, who looked very young but had a somewhat old-fashioned tone, shook her head slightly, with a hint of melancholy in her tone: "And as expected, later generations have moved me out of the central hub... Are they graverobbers from ancient times, or modern ruins exploration teams?"

"It could also be professional archaeologists... To unlock the automatic counterattack measures of the central hub, this strength and knowledge are definitely not bad. I wonder what level the current civilization technology has reached."

"But why is no one to be seen?"

Buzz, the brilliance of Origin Energy lit up.

Although there was no wind in the ruins, the silver-haired girl's figure began to slowly rise, floating in mid-air.

Her eyes were also silver, with a luster like a mirror, as if polished steel, able to reflect human images.

Faintly visible behind her, Origin Energy condensed, eventually turning into pieces of small wings that looked like metal, like butterflies, or like fairies—it was these wings that provided the power, allowing her to float in mid-air.

Tilting her head slightly, letting her long hair droop slightly, the girl seemed to be listening.

"The sound of battle... No wonder, so you are fighting?" She chuckled, her tone stretched out, with helplessness: "Is it for me, or for the entire Primal Radiance Research Institute? Maybe both... Civilization is still cycling through such meaningless reincarnation."

Buzzing.

Slight Origin Energy humming caused the girl to fly out of the coffin.

Light flakes fluttered, obscuring her aura, making her presence almost non-existent.

The girl determined the direction, and then, barefoot, she floated steadily in mid-air, then floated towards the direction from which the huge Origin Energy shock was coming.

Soon, in a series of shocks, the girl arrived at the scene of the battle.

And what she saw was a white-haired old man, but with an incredibly strong body, standing in the center of a chaotic battlefield.

—Not long ago.

The torrent of Origin Energy was as vast as the waves of a great river. Finally reacting, Yelena and Flint, forced to join forces, were launching a joint attack on Su Zhou from far and near.

The chainsaw-like storm sword was the female knight's famous stunt. The name of the Fierce Wind was well-deserved. Her sword blade could indeed tear apart everything. Even the most professional knight armor was as fragile as paper in front of her.

As for Master Flint, or rather, the mechanical life that inherited the name of Flint, was even more terrifying in firepower: his ten fingers possessed three different beam abilities, namely high heat, impact, and lightning; and the 'Exhaustion Cannon' and 'Annihilation Cannon' on his wrists were respectively equivalent to the dissociation ray and burning ray of the same rank.

As for the Origin Energy magic bullet at his chest, the 'Human Immobilization Technique' and 'Mental Deterrence' stored in his eyes, the perpetual 'Swiftness Technique' blessed on his feet, and the 'Origin Stream Cluster Cannon' that went straight to the energy source in his abdomen, further made his firepower comparable to most of the artillery positions, and his speed was as swift as the steel torrent of armored corps.

But all of this, facing the man holding the metal great shield, was nothing more than scratching an itch, polishing it.

"Haven't you eaten?! Put more strength into it!"

"You can't even kill a mosquito!"

"Your output and speed only make me feel ridiculous."

"Talking about you, your knife has already cracked, right? Change to some good weapons next time, don't use fake and shoddy products to fight!"

"Master Flint, is your energy about to run out? The fluctuations in your body's energy source are gradually weakening, and your durability is too low, right?"

"Good fellow, finally using a special move!"

Su Zhou, who was talking incessantly, was immediately invigorated.

Because he saw Yelena, her face flushed red, angrily and indescribably, simply abandoning the alchemical longsword in her hand, and her armor began to disintegrate, then in the howling wind, it combined into a huge sword-saw that didn't have any blades, but was more like an Origin Energy chainsaw.

Behind her, the eagle was neighing, it raised its wings, and its feathers shone with a blade-like brilliance.

"—I underestimated you, the Butcher of Vlaming!" Yelena roared in a low voice, and then the unarmored knight rushed towards the man with the great saw in hand, at twice the speed as before: "I was still wondering if you really had the ability to kill hundreds of thousands of people before, but now I can be sure!"

"Which title is this again? There are too many, right? Also, I'm not a butcher, I've basically never killed anyone in my life!"

Su Zhou retorted in a strange tone—at least Svetogor had never killed anyone much in his life.

What's more, he clearly remembered that Vlaming was the name of the mobile city-state where the rebel army he supported in his previous life was stationed before being wiped out. Yelena's accusation was a bit strange, because the residents of Vlaming were clearly killed by the empire's Disaster Realm general.

This was the empire's internal propaganda, after all, the 'empire' was always right.

[...Your power is beyond calculation. Clearly only a Soul Condensation Realm, and your Origin Energy reaction is not strong, but your precise control far surpasses my mechanical body.]

Master Flint's tone was also solemn at this moment.

Just as Su Zhou said, his energy was about to run out: although the Origin Energy alchemy furnace core could quickly replenish energy by adding Origin Energy crystals and other methods, Su Zhou had never given him a chance. Even if he was just holding a shield, the rocks he kicked out at random were enough to interrupt the charging.

[This is the last strike. If you can survive it, I am willing to admit the failure of this mission.]

A fair and honest announcement, but the speed at which the light shone was far faster than the sound—on the mechanical body's abdomen, the sealed muzzle appeared in the sound of the steel mechanism opening, and the 'Origin Stream Cluster Cannon' had already been fully charged before the opening.

The golden light cannon, carrying almost all of Flint's remaining energy, had gathered completely, and the crackling sound of electricity bursting was endless. The dense Origin Energy ran through his whole body, even causing the other charging crystals on the mechanical body to dim.

Faintly visible behind him, a huge phantom of a metal giant emerged.

Then, the light ignited the air in the entire camp.

A cluster of flames swept over.

"Well done!"

Raising his shield, Su Zhou had not taken the initiative to attack so far—because he could see that the two in front of him, no matter what their positions were before, could not be considered 'great villains.'

Not good, they would all kill people, they all had plans, they would all ambush, use, and even coerce others.

But compared to before, the bloody aura on Hardt's body, not knowing how many people he had silenced and brutally killed; and the cannibalistic aura of Adama, who had probably really eaten many people, the two ordinary villain roles became normal under the contrast of their companions.

But now it was different—facing the two Mind Light powerhouses who were going all out, he had to take the initiative to attack.

So, he raised his shield.

A strange metal dragon flickered faintly behind him, then quickly dissolved into nothing.

Then, he crashed into it head-on.

Boom! The heavy footsteps fell, but the surrounding ruins were rumbling. Gasha and Loya, who were hiding aside, had lost the leisure to continue watching the battle. They curled up in the corner, trying to keep as low as possible so that they wouldn't be blown away by the vibrations.

When the silver-haired girl arrived at the battlefield, what she saw was this scene.

She saw Su Zhou raise his shield, he waved it, slapped it, charged forward, strode forward, like a war chariot.

The sword blades deflected in front of him, the beams annihilated in front of him, and a constant stream of healing spiritual power spread in all directions, slowing down the enemy's speed and hindering their recovery.

The armor chainsaw, which seemed to be able to saw a dragon in half, shattered its saw teeth in front of the unremarkable shield; the light cannon, which was enough to burn through a building, although it burned through the outer layer of plant armor, only refracted and deviated in front of the man's metal-shining body, as if it had hit a mirror.

No one had ever said that armor must be stronger than the body.

Or rather, the flesh that had been tempered a thousand times should have been harder than armor!

[How is that possible?!] Even the mechanical Flint couldn't help but exclaim: [Even a pureblood devil wouldn't have such fire resistance!]

But precisely because he wasn't a pureblood devil, Su Zhou was able to block it head-on.

Fire resistance and anti-beam coating—from another world, the design of a space battleship, but it appeared on a human being. This obviously didn't make any sense, but it was taken for granted. Not power, this was a crush of technology.

This wasn't very Origin Energy, but it was very Candle Sun.

Su Zhou did nothing, he just kept moving forward, blocking, without any initiative to attack, but the terrifying sense of oppression was like a collapsing building, making people involuntarily want to launch an attack.

Even though the attack had no effect, they were all madly pouring their last bit of strength at the indestructible human-shaped mountain.

...Perhaps it was also because that mouth was still talking trash, but that was another matter.

In short, until the end, when the indestructible man stood in front of Yelena, who was kneeling on the ground, extremely tired, and Master Flint, who had lost energy and was almost paralyzed, there wasn't even a bit of injury on his body.

He didn't even launch any attacks.

And the enemy had completely lost the ability to resist.

"Surrender."

He said so: "Or I'll kill you."

"Don't even think about it, butcher!"

[I lost, but I won't betray the Order.]

And he could only hear such answers.

"Forget it, I won't force it." Su Zhou put down his shield. He sighed and stretched out his thick hand. The blood of the devil made these professor's hands that were originally appeared hideous and terrifying, with claws: "From your souls, I can still gain information."

But at this moment, he heard a voice from behind him.

"Primal Devil?!"

Floating in mid-air, the silver-haired girl opened her eyes wide, as if she had seen something incredible.

Her tone had an uncontainable surprise: "No, you're not a pureblood devil—no! You're not a devil at all! How could a devil have the bloodline of a treant? But why is the aura of a devil so strong?"

"You...what race are you?!"

Only 6600, I'll try to write a longer one tomorrow, I have a bit of a headache today...