The at Block Barry didn't know how long he had been spinning.
His consciousness was blurred, his head muddled like a pot of paste.
As the first wave of Rat Demon Clan warriors to charge into the sky and battle the Gods, he had seen many comrades co and go.
In fact, his Netherworld cha had been overloading for a while, its chanical Soul completely asleep, leaving the operation entirely to him.
Even though he felt united with the cha, fatigue swept over him like a tide.
Spin, keep spinning!
He could clearly sense that as his spiral horns turned, the enemy's barrier was weakening bit by bit.
Though the enemy kept repairing it, the light of victory filled his eyes.
Keep going! Spin more! Spin faster!
at Block Barry forced his body to keep moving, unwilling to stop.
In a daze, he saw the flashbacks of his life.
He saw his childhood self, following the clan, drifting and hiding.
Ever since he could rember, hunger had never left him.
For so unknown reason, his physical size was several circles larger than other Rat Demons his age, requiring many tis more food.
While he was bigger and stronger, no one saw it as an advantage.
Rat Demon!
What does being strong an? Even the strongest in the Rat Demon Clan is just a stronger cannon fodder.
Cannon fodder itself has no aning.
Instead, his appetite made him despised by the entire clan, becoming known as at Block.
Yes, at Block.
Not a big guy, not a strong man, not a warrior.
None of those positive terms applied to him.
at Block, just a piece of at, that's all. Maybe a bigger chunk, but that's it.
at Block didn't feel it was painful, or rather he didn't understand what wasn't painful, so he couldn't understand what pain was.
Muddled, destined to beco cannon fodder one day in the future.
This was the original life path of at Block, as it was for all the Rat Demon Clan.
All of this changed dramatically with the appearance of that man.
He ca here, bestowing the Rat Demon Clan a new purpose for survival.
A new goal for the whole clan, which was not to be cannon fodder.
The Rat Demon Clan had a future, had a faith! They had a place they must go and treasures they must protect!
That man was the big boss!
Barry still allowed others to call him at Block, but he himself had long decided to be a useful at Block for the big boss, a valuable at Block!
"I can't stop here!"
at Block's consciousness was already blurry, but his words were incredibly clear.
"We are! We are the currency of the company!
Rat Demons are not waste, not cannon fodder!! Ah ah ah ah!!!"
Faster! Spin faster! Push harder!
With at Block Barry's relentless efforts, a light known as Miracle gathered in the depths of his soul.
And then, it blossod!
Countless spins and spirals brought his spirit and body to an ineffable realm.
There, Barry seed to see that paper again, the one with the boss's spirals drawn on it.
The drawing was spinning, simple yet ordinary.
But Barry saw sothing different in it.
"This... is the Supre Will, the true aning of the spiral?
Turns out, spinning is all it takes..."
Roaring thunderously, the Divine Light was thus forged!
The Supre Spiral Mining Company Security Departnt Chief, at Block Barry astonishingly directly forged a Divine Position!
The agitated Divine Power rippled across the 199th plane, with all the Rat Demon Clan staring at the scene in shock.
Whether it was the Demon God in the Purgatory Viewing Platform or the disciples at the Gate of Truth on the 200th layer, they all gazed at this scene unbelievingly.
No Demon God, nor any records in the Demon Realm.
The Rat Demon Clan had actually birthed a God, an unprecedented event!
Under the nourishnt of the Divine Soul, the cha's chanical Soul revived once more.
Accompanying the forging of Barry's Divine Position, the Netherworld cha, long a part of his mind and body, began to tremble.
Boom!!!
Lette waved his hand, once more opening the door to the Netherworld's Third Holy Prison.
Furious energy surged in, pouring into the Abyss Plane, consolidating onto this Netherworld cha.
Then, under the incredulous gaze of all the Demon Gods, the Netherworld cha also forged a Divine Soul, becoming a new God.
Now, everyone really found it hard to hold together.
Even if an individual from the Rat Demon Clan beca a God, it was understandable.
After all, Rat Demons are also Demons, just that the difficulty was too great, causing amazent.
But you, just a cha, why can you beco a God?
What's the principle behind this?
Next, will tables and chairs also beco gods?
They didn't know that these Netherworld chas were not rely tools but were born from chanical Civilization, now a chanical Species living in the Netherworld's Third Holy Prison.
Each one possessed its own Divine Soul and could independently beco a God.
Yet this ti, it was rare for them to be in sync with the pilot, achieving godhood together!
The power they together unleashed was far stronger than a Rat Demon God and a chanical God combined.
"Ha ah!!!!!!!"
No ti to revel in the achievent of godhood, Barry once more resonated with the chanical Soul, entering a realm of human-cha unity, madly using his drill to break the Heavenly Barrier!
This ti, the Third Apostle's face was filled with horror.
The Spiral Power unleashed by the deified Barry and his cha was so imnse it made the iron ball on the Wall of Sighs emit constant wails.
That supposed unbreakable Absolute Defense suffered continuous heavy blows, endlessly crumbling!
Desecration and Ergence's dual Divine Powers harmonized with Spiral Power, converging into a sharp edge, ceaselessly bombarding the Wall of Sighs!
"re Rat Demon, do you really think you can overturn the heavens! Die for !!!"
At that mont, the Third Apostle could no longer maintain a strategic balance with Lette, unleashing his full Divine Power into the iron ball.
The Wall of Sighs erupted with countless Divine Power spikes, blasting towards Barry and his cha.
In this crisis mont, Lette chuckled softly and reached out.
With a flash of light, the Holy Sword Sin Light, long eager, appeared in his palm.
"Barry, I grant you a move, called [Fla Dance Tornado]!"
At that mont, Sin Light shone! Then transford into a Crimson Dual-Blade form.
Next, in a flash of red light, the Crimson Sin Light leaped to the periphery of Barry's cha, spinning with him.
The brilliant Holy Fla ignited at that mont, transforming into a Fla Dance Dragon Vortex! Charging straight to the sky!
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