??Chapter 1190: Chapter 1177: Kiloter True Body
Chapter 1190: Chapter 1177: Kiloter True Body
The vast elents were drawn by the Staff of the End, and the radiant light of the elents shone in the sky, Thunder flickered in the sky, and a red glow was intermittently visible within the dark clouds of Death Qi in the sky.
However, the light of these elents only served to highlight the vastness of the vortex of Death Qi, as the light of the elents shone within this huge vortex of Death Qi.
Doomsday Judgnt!
Muria enacted a large-scale destructive magic that he had thought out for a long ti, using Death Qi, which was extrely lethal to living beings, as the main body mixed with Flas and Thunder, as teorites rained down from the sky, indiscriminately striking the nearly ten thousand square kiloters of territory before him.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Followers of the Evil God, directly hit by the teorites, didn’t even have the chance to scream in agony before they were instantly burst by the terrifying kinetic energy of the falling teorites.
Those slightly luckier, rely grazed by the teorites, had to face the Death Qi that could corrode the soul and strip away the vitality of the body, ultimately dying in despair and wailing.
One by one, Thunderfire teorites exploded among the dense swarm of the Evil God’s minions, forming waves of Elental Mushrooms blooming upon Earth, while beneath the mushrooms, there blood shockingly impactful flowers of flesh.
In the eyes of mortals, this mass-lethality magic that had reached the Legendary Peak was no different from a world-ending catastrophe, and it was the sa for the Evil God’s minions within the range of this magic at that ti.
This was a spell specifically designed by Muria against them. As a spell of epic conception, it would not be inflexible, just a fixed template. It could be adjusted according to actual circumstances, comprising a composite type of magic.
At this ti, the spell used the most lethally destructive Death Qi as its core, with the most destructive Fire and Thunder Elents as supports, condensing into teorites of varying sizes falling from the sky. Most of them bombarded the incarnation of the Evil God, while a small part bombarded its minions. Even so, it proved too much for these monsters.
“Roar!” The incarnation of the Evil God let out an angry roar, “Ignorant native ants, your attacks are completely ineffective against . They rely provoke , leading you to your own doom.”
“Tsk! Stubborn as a dead duck.” Muria’s incarnation of Hades held high the Staff of the End, sustaining this cataclysmic magical attack without interruption. He had already seen the effect of this spell, which was still in conception, during its first deploynt.
The giant teorites bombarded the darkness surrounding the body of the Evil God’s incarnation. Initially, only splendid flowers of Thunderfire could be seen splattering, but with the continual bombardnt of teorites, the exploding Thunderfire mixed with Death Qi broke through the outer defenses of the Evil God, attacked its incarnate form, and then it pained him.
Yes, it pained this incarnation of the Evil God. This was the maximum effect this spell could have on the incarnation of the Evil God, as after all, it was a wide-range massively lethal spell, not one targeted at a single entity.
Seeing the incarnation of the hundred-eyed Evil God tremble under the relentless bombardnt of teorites, the darkness surrounding his body was completely dispersed by the explosions.
But more Thunderfire teorites bombarding the Evil God were burst by its destructive rays and swiped away by tentacles swinging midair, dissipating into nothing.
However, this was expected. Muria wasn’t disappointed. The primary goal of his spell was the slaughter of the minions of this incarnation of the Evil God.
Although the truly powerful minions wouldn’t die in such a wide-range attack, the weaker ones would at least be mostly killed or wounded, and even those who survived would carry injuries that wouldn’t heal for so ti.
And that was enough. In war, achieving Victory by striking the weak with the strong, outnumbering the few with the many, is fundantal. It’s the sa in extraordinary wars.
If one holds an advantage in the strongest individual power, naturally, it is self-evident who has a greater chance of Victory, but unfortunately, the power of Muria’s incarnation as Hades is not much stronger than that of the Evil God’s incarnation.
At that mont, the key that would decide the outco of this war lay in the numbers and strength товары of the minions each possessed, which was not so easy to compare. After all, ghost warships like these semi-spiritual war machines varied greatly in their potential for Destruction.
“That’s about it.” When Muria realized that the Doomsday Judgnt could not cause further damage to the Evil God and its minions, he ceased this terrifyingly costly magic.
“All battleships, fire the main cannons at him!”
Muria didn’t advance to battle the incarnation of the Evil God himself; he still had a fleet. Why rush?
With thousands of cannons firing simultaneously, the battlefield, which had just quieted down, was once again enveloped by the sowhat quiet sounds of the Death Gas Cannon barrage, while the Evil God looked at Muria with an extrely hostile gaze. Its massive and twisted body flickered, directly tearing through Space to appear before Hades’ incarnation,
He had been cautious earlier to preserve his minions, but now there was no need. The minions he had brought were nearly all dead, and those remaining no longer needed his protection.
Boom!
Nearly a hundred tentacles struck at Muria simultaneously, shattering Space, and violent shockwaves spread in all directions, but before these tentacles could reach his body, Hades’ incarnation dodged the strike. He was currently portrayed as a caster not skilled in combat, so he could not break character.
Thus, the massive undead battleship beneath Muria was directly smashed at one corner by this strike, and semi-transparent spiritual tal containing wailing vengeful spirits scattered in flight.
This massive battleship, which had developed its own spiritual intelligence, emitted a huge scream that could be heard on the soul level due to this strike, one could feel it shivering there.
However, Muria clearly didn’t care, as he had no foolish thoughts of enduring damage for a war machine that was ant to assist his own battle.
“Weren’t you very arrogant just now? Why are you hiding?”
“Avoiding attacks does not contradict my arrogance,” Muria responded, and then continued to provoke, “Idiot.”
Star Cloud Chain!
Muria extended the Staff of the End, lightly tapped it, and chains appeared around the Evil God’s Avatar, binding him. This was a binding spell based on his exclusive weapon, the Star Cloud Chain.
Boom——
There was nothing more to say, Muria, along with the Ghost flagship, launched another focused barrage, causing the Evil God to lose control of his emotions.
Beings of high status naturally weren’t stirred by normal matters, but once they beca angry, their reactions were more extre than those of mortal things.
Because Epics too had feelings and desires, their powerful strength endowed them with a broader perspective, so they weren’t easily moved by these “minor” things, but power did not erase emotions.
…
Beyond the world, Muria, who was sitting cross-legged, looked up at the visibly restless and anxious Hundred-Eyed Evil God, seemingly curious about what had happened, thus he inquired,
“What’s the matter? Has your Avatar and minions encountered sothing unpleasant in the lower world? You seem very uneasy.”
“It’s none of your business,” the Hundred-Eyed Evil God glanced at this most powerful deity, who was also sowhat unreasonable, and naturally did not have a good impression of him since the deity had blackmailed and intentionally embarrassed him, but he also did not want to offend him.
“Of course,” Muria heard the Evil God’s response, his lips slightly curving upwards, “it has nothing to do with .”
“Sothing troubleso in the exploration of the lower world, right? I’ve felt the fluctuations of battle; you seem to be fiercely fighting so indigenous creature,” said the laid-back Whale God, his deep blue eyes curiously watching the Hundred-Eyed Evil God.
“Can you share so information? Whoever can fight your Avatar to such an extent must be quite strong,” the chanical Arms God also chid in.
“Humph, you’ll find out when you encounter it yourself,” seeing these individuals who asked for information without offering any benefits, the Hundred-Eyed Evil God was naturally not willing.
Just as Muria was about to further provoke this Evil God, an astonishing surge of vast energy erupted beside him, a familiar torrent of energy tearing through the void next to him.
Then a slender, elegant, and noble-looking golden Dragon King appeared. This true form of the Dragon King, enormous at over a thousand ters, just by appearing, intimidated all beings present, including her direct relatives.
“Grandmother?” Muria said, with a tone of uncertainty, looking at the Dragon King before him, whose true form was almost absurdly large. The familiar aura confird to him that this was his grandmother, the Dragon King Yarista.
But the aura she emitted made Muria sowhat hesitant to acknowledge her; it was too exaggerated, unlike the grandmother he rembered.
“It’s , Muria, don’t be puzzled, my current form is only because I need stronger power, that’s why I appear like this.”
The powerful Dragon King’s body had golden Dragon Flas seeping through the crevices of her scales, forming a huge fireball at her core, making her look like a sun from afar.
In fact, with the power Yarista now possessed, she could beco a sun for a whole world, bringing light and darkness to all the creatures of that world.
“What has happened?”
Seeing his grandmother, whose presence distorted the surrounding void slightly and who looked overwhelmingly majestic, Muria’s expression turned extrely solemn. It was a display of imnse power, but also a sign that she could not perfectly control her own strength.
For the Dragon Race, who had already started studying the ways of Titan, this was a very unreasonable behavior. Even if his grandmother wanted to enhance her true form, she should be doing so gradually, refining her power bit by bit.
And the phenonon now displayed by his grandmother clearly indicated that she had used a massive amount of source power to enhance her physique.
“Akmonde and Dimos, those two old fellows, went missing while trying to find your son,” she said.
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