nashuaworldcup Chapter 446 War God Ming!
Chapter 446 War God Ming!
Lin Qiye gripped the black box straight sword tightly, instinctively unleashing his Eternal Night Domain, yet he was still overwhelmed by the vast divine power, causing his breath to catch in his throat!
Isis's true form is completely different from her remnant soul—her aura is like a vast forest, where life and death intertwine, and just by standing there, it is as if the entire world is submitting to her!
"Horus, step back," she said calmly.
“Yes… Mother.” Horus struggled to his feet, his single eye filled with awe.
Mother? !
Zhang Yun was shocked—Horus was the son of Ra, so when did Isis become his mother?!
“Don’t be surprised.” Isis seemed to see through his thoughts and smiled slightly. “In Egypt, life… originates from me.”
She raised her hand and tapped lightly, and a green light entered Horus's wound, instantly healing his charred skin and even reconnecting his broken bones!
“Now…” her gaze shifted to Zhang Yun, “it’s time to settle your scores.”
"A crime?" Zhang Yun grinned, his Candle Dragon form expanding once more. "Killing a piece of trash... is that a crime?!"
"Arrogant." Isis's eyes turned slightly cold, and she flicked her finger—
"Shua——!!!"
A vibrant green vine appeared out of nowhere, coiling around Zhang Yun's throat like a venomous snake!
"clang--!!!"
The God-Slaying Spear swept across, severing the vines instantly, but the severed parts regenerated in an instant, and the number of vines increased tenfold!
"Holy crap?!" Zhang Yunlong's pupils shrank drastically, and he unleashed the True Flame of the Candle Dragon, burning the vines to ashes!
But the next second——
"puff--!!!"
A vine had somehow pierced through his dragon scales and dug deep into his shoulder!
"Ugh—!"
A sharp pain struck, and Zhang Yun was horrified to discover that his life force was being frantically drained!
“Life… is not meant to be squandered,” Isis sighed softly. “Your recklessness will have its price.”
"Zhang Yun—!" Lin Qiye's eyes were bloodshot, and he activated his Eternal Night Domain, slashing at the vines with his sword!
"clang--!!!"
The black blade struck the vines, producing a metallic clang, but left not a single mark!
“It’s no use.” Isis shook her head. “My ‘Touch of Life’…is unbreakable except by the Supreme Being.”
“Isis,” the divided soul of the Queen Mother of the West finally spoke, “you have crossed the line.”
"Overstepping boundaries?" Isis chuckled. "Queen Mother of the West, when you used your divided soul to suppress my Egyptian gods with the Kunlun Mirror... did you ever consider overstepping boundaries?"
With a wave of her hand, countless vines burst forth from the ground, covering the entire battlefield like a giant net!
"Today... I will take Horus away."
"As for you..."
Her gaze swept over the crowd, finally settling on Zhang Yun:
"Use your life... to pay for Anubis's blood debt!"
"Shua——!!!"
The vines surged toward Zhang Yun like a tidal wave, each one carrying a terrifying power that devoured life!
"Your Majesty—!" Lin Qiye shouted urgently.
“Buzz——!!!”
The Kunlun Mirror burst forth with golden light, tearing a gap in the giant vine net!
"Go!" The Queen Mother of the West's divided soul grabbed Zhang Yun and flung him behind her. "I'll cover your retreat!"
"Your Majesty! You are merely a fragment of your soul—"
"Shut up!" The Queen Mother of the West's phoenix eyes flashed with murderous intent. "Even if I am just a fragment of her soul... she is not someone she can insult so easily!"
She bit her fingertip sharply, and a drop of golden blood fell into the Kunlun Mirror—
"With my blood... I summon the true might of Kunlun!"
"boom--!!!"
The mirror's light exploded like the blazing sun, forcefully forcing Isis's vines back!
"A death throes." Isis frowned slightly, clasping her hands together—
"Life fades away!"
“Buzz——!!!”
The emerald light transformed into a colossal wave, which withered vegetation, weathered rocks, and even caused the space itself to decay!
"Kunlun Reverse!"
The Queen Mother of the West's divided soul refused to yield an inch, its mirror light swirling back and colliding wildly with the power of decay!
"boom--!!!"
The two supreme forces clashed, and the ground of the entire battlefield instantly collapsed by hundreds of meters, forming a huge sinkhole!
"Crack——!"
The cracks in the Kunlun Mirror widened again, and the Queen Mother of the West's divided soul began to become illusory!
"Your Majesty!" Lin Qiye gritted his teeth and rushed forward, unleashing the full power of his Eternal Night Domain in an attempt to relieve her pressure.
"Step back!" the Queen Mother of the West shouted. "This is not a battle you can interfere in!"
She abruptly turned to look at Zhang Yun: "Candle Dragon Boy... can you still move?"
Zhang Yun spat out a mouthful of blood, and raised the God-Slaying Spear once more: "I won't die!"
"Very well." A cold smile curled at the corner of the Queen Mother of the West's lips. "Then... let's kill a god once more!"
"Candle Dragon - Godslayer!"
"Shua——!!!"
Zhang Yun's dragon eyes turned completely blood-red, and the baleful aura on the God-Slaying Spear solidified into a tangible form. Wherever the spearhead pointed, space shattered inch by inch!
"Ridiculous." Isis raised her hand to block, but suddenly realized—
My movements... have slowed down?!
"Time... stopped?!" Her pupils contracted sharply. "This is... Zhulong's talent?!"
"That's right!" Zhang Yun's maniacal laughter echoed across the battlefield. "You old hag... take this shot!"
"laugh--!!!"
The God-Slaying Spear pierced through the emerald light and plunged fiercely into Isis's chest!
"puff--!"
Divine blood splattered!
“You… how dare you…” Isis looked down in disbelief at the spearhead in her chest.
"This shot... is to avenge Anubis!" Zhang Yun grinned maliciously, and suddenly twisted the gun!
"boom--!!!"
The emerald light exploded, and Isis's true form was blasted back thousands of feet, crashing into several mountain peaks before barely coming to a stop!
"Mother—!" Horus's eyes widened in horror.
"Go...!" A trickle of golden blood spilled from Isis's lips as she raised her hand and tore open a spatial rift. "Today... we have lost!"
She grabbed Horus and vanished into the void!
The battlefield fell into dead silence.
Zhang Yun's true form as the Candle Dragon slowly contracted, and the God-Slaying Spear clattered to the ground. He collapsed to the ground, his face as pale as paper.
"Well done..." The Queen Mother of the West's divided soul smiled slightly, but her figure became increasingly illusory. "Unfortunately... this divided soul of mine... can't hold on any longer."
"Your Majesty!" Lin Qiye hurriedly stepped forward.
“It’s alright…” she waved her hand, her gaze fixed on the distance, “The real battle… has only just begun.”
Before she finished speaking, her figure vanished like smoke, leaving only the Kunlun Mirror floating in the air!
...
Another battlefield.
Blood stained the earth, and in the ruins of the broken temple, a dark figure stood like a demon god.
Cao Yuan's eyes were completely swallowed by darkness, his skin was covered with hideous demonic patterns, and the black blade in his hand was wrapped in boiling baleful energy. Wherever the blade passed, even the air was corroded with pitch-black cracks.
—Black King Form: Full Release!
Opposite him, an Egyptian god clad in bronze armor knelt on one knee, his golden spear broken, divine blood gushing from a piercing wound in his chest.
"Cough cough... The mortals of Great Xia... actually managed to injure this god..."
The God of War, Montu, wiped the golden blood from the corner of his mouth, his single eye burning with the flames of rage.
"A mortal?" Cao Yuan's lips curled into an almost manic smile. "The current me... is a being more terrifying than a god!"
"Shua——!!!"
His figure vanished abruptly, and the next second he appeared above Montu's head, his black blade falling like a meteor, slashing towards the god's head!
"clang--!!!"
Montu hastily raised his broken spear to parry, and the moment the spear and blade clashed, the muscles in his arms tore apart inch by inch!
"boom--!!!"
The terrifying force slammed this god of war into the ground, causing the rock strata within a radius of 100 meters to collapse!
"It's not over yet..." Cao Yuan's demonic eyes surged with blood-red light, and the baleful aura on the black blade transformed into countless ferocious ghost hands, tightly gripping Meng Tu's limbs!
"laugh--!!!"
The blade pierced the god's chest, and the murderous aura surged into the wound like a tidal wave, frantically corroding his divine body!
“Ahhhh——!!!”
Montu let out a shrill scream, divine blood and black mist intertwined, forming strange corrosive patterns at the wound.
"This strike... is for the Night's Watch who died on the border!"
Cao Yuan grinned maliciously as he twisted the hilt of his sword, unleashing the murderous aura of the black blade within the deity's body!
"boom--!!!"
Half of Montu's chest exploded, and golden blood was splashed onto the scorched earth like a torrential rain!
"You lowly ant...you have angered me!"
Suddenly, Montu's single eye emitted a blinding blood-red light, and the broken spear flew back into his hand on its own, with countless ancient war runes appearing on the spear shaft!
"In the name of war—burn blood and slay the enemy!"
"boom--!!!"
His divine blood suddenly boiled, transforming into crimson-gold flames that enveloped his entire body, forcefully forcing back the Black King's malevolent aura!
"Shua——!!!"
The spear, burning with divine blood, thrust forward at a speed that transcended the concept of time and space, instantly piercing through Cao Yuan's abdomen!
"cough……!"
Cao Yuan spat out a mouthful of black blood, but the sneer on his lips grew even more ferocious: "Interesting...that's more like it!"
He grabbed the spear shaft that was piercing through his abdomen, used the momentum to charge forward, and aimed the black blade straight for the god's throat!
"Madman!" Montu's pupils constricted sharply, and he quickly turned his head to dodge—
"laugh--!!!"
The blade deflected, but still sliced off half of his ear, golden blood splattering across the sky!
"Bang bang bang bang-!!!"
Two figures clashed wildly in the ruins, each collision exploding into a cloud of blood mist!
Cao Yuan completely abandoned defense, unleashing the Black King's murderous aura to its fullest extent, each strike carrying a frenzied suicidal intent!
A spear has ripped your left shoulder open? Then use your right arm to lock the god's throat!
A charred hole burned into the abdomen? Then take the opportunity to plunge the black knife into the heart of the god!
"You... madman!!" Montu's roar was finally tinged with fear.
He had never seen an enemy like this before—the more severely wounded he was, the more frenzied he became!
The black king's malevolent energy that had invaded his divine body was frantically devouring his divine power, and even his war godhood was beginning to tremble!
"The final blow..." Blood was spilling from Cao Yuan's seven orifices, yet the demonic runes shone like blazing embers. "Sending you on your way!"
"The Abyss - The End!"
"Shua——!!!"
Suddenly, the black blade split into countless forms, each blade shadow entwined with howling vengeful spirits, like the gates of hell opening wide, completely engulfing Mengtu!
"Do not--!!!"
Montu's screams abruptly stopped.
When the blade's light faded, only a kneeling golden skeleton remained, still in a blocking posture.
A gentle breeze swept by, and the bones turned into golden dust that scattered, leaving only a fragmented "war godhood" suspended in the air.
"Clap."
Cao Yuan knelt on one knee, and the Black King form slowly faded away, revealing his true form covered in wounds.
He reached out, his hand trembling, and grasped the divine essence, chuckling hoarsely:
"Won……"
"Montu... has fallen?!"
...
Baili Pangpang stood on a patch of scorched earth, facing Hathor, the god of joy, who held a seven-stringed lyre.
Her golden hair cascaded down her back, her eyes held a smile, and her fingertips plucked the strings of her violin. With each note, the surrounding air twisted into a joyful illusion.
"Little Fatty, your teammates are all fighting desperately, why are you still standing here in a daze?" Hathor chuckled, his melody transforming into golden threads that wrapped around Baili Pangpang's limbs.
"Tsk, so annoying!" Baili Pangpang scratched his head, then suddenly raised his hand and slapped his forehead three times in a row!
"First strike—Peak of Boundless Power!"
"boom--!!!"
His aura suddenly surged, and his spiritual power erupted like a volcano, shattering the golden threads that were wrapping around him!
Hathor's smile faltered slightly: "Oh? That's interesting."
"The second strike—Klein!"
"Click——!!!"
The ground beneath Baili Pangpang's feet cracked inch by inch, and the violent spiritual pressure stirred up a hurricane, making Hathor's skirt flutter wildly!
"The third strike—Klein's peak!"
“Buzz——!!!”
His pupils glowed with a pure white light, and his body emanated a Daoist aura, as if resonating with heaven and earth!
Hathor's music stopped abruptly, and a look of seriousness finally appeared in his eyes: "Who...who are you?!"
"Me?" Baili Pangpang grinned, pulling out a lustrous white jade ruyi from his robes. "Just an ordinary... fat Taoist priest!"
The jade ruyi is translucent, its surface is engraved with ancient Taoist patterns, and a Taiji bead is inlaid at the top, which is emitting a soft white light at this moment.
Hathor's pupils contracted sharply. "How could this thing be in your hands?!"
"Hehe, surprised, right?" Baili Pangpang proudly shook the Ruyi, then his expression turned serious, and he muttered a spell in a low voice.
"Shua——!!!"
A shimmering white light poured down like a waterfall, completely enveloping Baili Pangpang!
When the light faded—
A plump Taoist priest with flowing long hair and a fluttering robe stood in mid-air, his whisk swaying lightly, his eyes filled with stars!
"Half an incense stick's time..." The fat Taoist calculated with his fingers, then sighed helplessly, "We need to hurry."
"Playing tricks!" Hathor sneered, his lyre suddenly exploding into countless golden notes, "Joyful Paradise!"
“Buzz——!!!”
Musical notes intertwine to create a dreamlike world, and the vast landscape transforms into a paradise of joy. Fine wine and delicacies, dancing fairies, and endless temptations surge toward the fat Taoist!
"A mere trick." The fat Taoist swept his whisk, "Great Void - Breaking Illusion!"
"laugh--!!!"
The illusion shattered like a mirror, and Hathor groaned, a trickle of golden blood spilling from the corner of his lips.
"You...you actually managed to break my blissful illusion?!"
"An illusion?" The fat Taoist shook his head. "It's nothing more than inner demons causing trouble, and a lack of firm resolve in one's Taoist heart."
He took a step forward, his figure as fast as lightning, his whisk falling like a silver river, sweeping straight at Hathor's face!
"clang--!!!"
Hathor hastily conjured a golden harp to block, but was sent flying thousands of feet away by the blow of the whisk, crashing through three cliffs before barely coming to a stop!
"Cough cough...!" She scrambled to her feet, her divine robes torn, all her former elegance gone. "Damn Taoist... I'll make you fall into eternal damnation!"
"Joyful Dance of Divine Punishment!"