Chapter 409: The Battle That Stunned the Gods

Chapter 409: The Battle That Stunned the Gods

Chapter 409: The Battle That Stunned the Gods

While Takros saw through some of Li Yu's true colors, Li Yu also saw through his own true colors.

How can the so-called Sage of Life be compared with a True Lord of Bait who possesses a soul of truth, has been promoted to the highest level, and now has an unknown amount of cultivation in terms of "insight into all things"?

The two are not on the same level at all.

"This fellow's true body has undergone multiple transformations. He is no longer a human. He is an immortal species that has the genes of many species. However, he does not have a high-level divinity. It should be that his soul cannot bear it. This is also the reason why he has not yet been promoted to a demigod. This is not a power that he has cultivated himself. It is flawed."

"But its combat capability may have already caught up with some demigods."

"It's because of those three artifacts, especially the [Pseudo-Holy Scepter]. The ancient saints blessed this method, allowing this beast to ignore the cost and release a large number of forbidden techniques continuously. It is simply a cheating-style infinite ammunition super-firepower turret. No one can gain an advantage against it."

"If I fight him with [Master Bait Eater], I have a good chance of winning."

“Unfortunately, it’s not possible. Although this Gate of All Realms has the ability to shield and protect the privacy of the infinite geniuses, it is also limited. The audiences from the myriad heavens and worlds are still okay, but now all the VIP audiences in the inner field are true gods, and their eyesight is extremely sharp.”

"Because of my Soul of Truth, I am the least likely to be seen through among all the contestants."

"But once I use the power of Lord Shibai, everything will be different."

"So, I can only fight with the power of the Son of the Whirlpool God and some of the artifacts and rare items I have, and I must defeat this beast."

……

In the blink of an eye, Li Yu analyzed the situation.

In terms of attributes, the Son of the Vortex God was almost killed by Takrosk.

Just like if the God of Whirlpool descended into the chaotic universe and met the [Ancient Saint], his end would be miserable.

But Li Yu didn't need to be afraid. If he really reached a point where he couldn't do anything, he would activate the [Soul of Truth] without hesitation to cheat and win.

Fortunately, he didn't have to waste that precious opportunity.

After staring at "Takros" carefully for a second or two, an extremely detailed fighting plan had already formed in Li Yu's mind.

In the darkness and nothingness, Li Yu saw through the invisible thread representing various "possibilities" and "futures" at a glance and pieced them together.

This means that he has surpassed the Bait Food Master and is reaching the next level of power.

Although, he has not taken the medicine yet, nor completed the promotion ceremony.

"I just don't fight often, not that I can't."

When Li Yu murmured this sentence.

The next moment, he took action.

However, there was no horrifying scene at first. Instead, he slowly uttered a few words, which entered Takros' ears:

"I've heard that the Ancient Saint is a true god who is happy to see life flourish. He hates death and extinction. As his follower, why don't you follow him and instead actively create death? Look at the dead world under your feet... You say that my talent is not good, but if it were me, your hometown would usher in a true great evolution and prosperity of life and race..."

"Ok?"

Takros, who had just heard Li Yu speak, was slightly startled, and then he grinned.

He was about to laugh at Li Yu directly. Did he want to influence him with his "verbal attacks"?

But soon, he stopped laughing.

Because when he subconsciously looked around, he saw that countless corpses of "synthetic beasts" and "stitched people" in the arena world below him were all resurrected at this moment.

and!

They began to evolve and transform.

One body after another was undergoing changes, transcending the level of mortals and possessing endless possibilities. The scene was extremely exciting and shocking.

Anyone who sees it will feel the exuberant vitality in it, as if someone has condensed the "evolutionary history of thousands of races" into this scene, and the brilliant light of life is flashing.

Incredible!

All of these "evolutions" are genuine and flawless.

Each scene that the corpse is demonstrating contains a real evolutionary path.

In other words, if Li Yu came to Takros' hometown, this scene could be turned from fantasy into reality.

Takros himself had to admit this.

The audience from all over the world outside the venue were also shocked.

Even the ancient sage let out an exclamation of surprise.

How would He know?

Li Yu is the son of the God of Wo on the surface, but to some extent, he can also be regarded as the "descendant of the ancient sage."

Long ago, Li Yu obtained the Holy Nest's Flesh and Blood Secrets and the core inheritance of the Transformers... Both of them are direct descendants of the Ancient Saints, especially the Transformers, which are the most beloved clan of the Ancient Saints.

Before the battle, the audience imagined how Li Yu would struggle and resist.

The only thing I didn't expect was that he would take the initiative to launch such a tricky attack: You said that my talent in flesh and blood is not good, so I will demonstrate it directly and target the part you are best at.

And the more tricky things are yet to come.

The synthetic beasts and stitched people who had been resurrected and were demonstrating the great prosperity of life, with the faces of Takros's relatives on their shoulders, all repeated Li Yu's words:

"Takros, you are just a hypocritical human. You like to see other humans suffer. You like to torture everyone except yourself. You are also a despicable person who has lost his faith... You relied on torture and sacrifice to gain the blessing of the ancient saints, but your promise has never been fulfilled."

"Your talent is too poor. You are the most unsuccessful work of the Ancient Saint. You may become His shame..."

"shut up!"

A roar interrupted Li Yu's words.

Takros' defense was broken.

His smiling face, which had remained for thousands of years, became distorted at this moment.

Just when he was completely losing his composure and was about to crush everything in front of him, especially that handsome and strange face that made him extremely disgusted.

Unexpected!
The scarlet "Philosopher's Stone" in front of him suddenly made a cracking sound and a crack appeared.

Immediately, a scarlet storm erupted.

In the blink of an eye, the trace of the divinity of the Vortex God that originally existed only in nothingness and could contaminate everything was reflected and directly destroyed.

Suddenly all the evolution scenes froze, and Takros shuddered violently, woke up, and realized what had happened.

The audience also knew about it.

Because at this moment, beneath the lattice that presented the picture, the "battlefield commentary" derived from the narrative power of the Lord of the Curtain began to emerge.

Every crystal lattice has one, and it explains the battles of the geniuses to the audiences from all over the world with great care.

The sense of immersion and experience are all maximized.

A wave of rewards was immediately set off, and the popularity of the duel between Li Yu and Takros became even more intense.

"The Son of the Vortex God has shown a talent in the Way of Flesh and Blood that is superior to that of the Fate-Decorating Sage, and took this opportunity to try to ignite the latter's jealous desire with [Enchanting Magic Sound]. Because of the characteristics of the Vortex God in this regard, if the Fate-Decorating Sage cannot suppress his jealousy, he is likely to be gradually possessed by the Son of the Vortex God."

“This is an insidious form of pollution that is extremely difficult to defend against.”

"But at the critical moment, the artifact Philosopher's Stone saved Takros' life, but the price was that the artifact was one step closer to destruction."

"I have to say that the Son of the Whirlpool God is right. If it weren't for the Philosopher's Stone, this Fate-Styling Sage would probably have died... He is very good at torturing the humans in his hometown, but he seems unable to deal with attacks from other Infinite Heavenly Prodigies. He may very well be one of the most unsuccessful works of the Ancient Saints."

"Of course, the Son of the Vortex God will face Takros's crazy revenge next... No, the Son of the Vortex God took action first."

This explanation, which was obviously mixed with personal opinions, had to be changed halfway through. Because before Takros reached out to grasp the pseudo-holy scepter, the whole world changed in an instant.

The attempt to seize the body failed!

Li Yu followed closely with a big move.

He himself, as well as the corpses of those synthetic beasts, all turned into the most primitive flesh and blood in an instant, spreading out and covering the world.

Endless red light and flesh and blood mycelium swayed, and then turned into a series of wonderful dreams... This was enough to make most living beings fall into the ultimate illusion, and be assimilated and devoured in pleasure.

What happened to Takros has yet to be revealed.

But many non-divine entity viewers in front of the broadcast screen were all in hallucinations.

Despite multiple barriers, it is still contaminated.

Even those lines of explanation text are still emerging: "Another characteristic of the vortex god's divinity can make all things immersed in the most perfect fantasy, and in the ultimate pleasure, become a part of the vortex god's flesh and blood..."

Until the next moment!
The horrifying explosion resounded throughout the lattice screen.

The arena formed by the fusion of the two worlds was suddenly filled with endless flames.

The wailing and the crackling sound of burning flesh and fat shattered all illusions.

In the core area, Takros, who was already holding the scepter and releasing some forbidden world-burning technique, became even more angry. He no longer had any composure at all, his facial features were completely distorted, and his murderous intent seemed to be condensed into substance and burst out.

reason?

However, the [Philosopher's Stone] in front of him had another crack, which was obviously damaged in order to prevent him from being assimilated.

It's no wonder that he was so angry after losing two precious chances to save his life.

What was even more unacceptable was that before he could even touch the corner of the other person's clothes, his own weakness was discovered and his defense was broken.

Therefore, from this moment on, Takros no longer dared to hold back.

I dare not pretend anymore!
He held the scepter and spoke repeatedly, releasing forbidden spells:

"Red flames burn the world!"

"Blood God Whip!"

"The light of purification!"

"The world of no birth!"

……

Along with these sounds came scenes of doomsday.

First there was the scarlet divine flame that burned the world, and then there was a magic blood whip that could extend infinitely, sweeping across everything and cutting everything. Whether it was flesh and blood or the world itself, they were all dismembered and turned into fragments, floating in the void.

And this was far from over. A ball of light similar to the "Haotian Divine Light" surged and expanded, filling every corner of the world in the blink of an eye.

All pollution thus disappears.

Even more cruel is the last forbidden technique, which directly drains all life from the arena world.

If there is no immunity, even a demigod will be beaten into a mummy by such magical power.

When everything stops!
There was dead silence inside and outside the ring.

Only the battlefield commentary mixed with personal opinions emerged:

"The frightened Takros unleashed a variety of forbidden techniques at once, turning the ring into a dead zone."

"It is unknown whether the Son of the Vortex God is alive or dead, but his evaluation seems to be more and more correct. Takros is not so passionate about the prosperity of life. I don't know if he has memorized the racial evolution routes shown to him by the Son of the Vortex God. In fact, his way to becoming a god is hidden in them..."

It can be seen that the Lord of the Curtain has a cooperative relationship with the Ancient Saints.

But He does not care about the emotions of His allies, and His explanations, which are transformed by His narrative power, are full of personality.

It is not known what the ancient sage’s mood is.

But the audiences in all the heavens and worlds were very happy and admired the Lord of the Curtain, the "first dramatist in the universe".

Takros had no idea what was happening outside the ring.

At this moment, he was completely immersed in his own rhythm.

He was sure that with all his strength, the damned Son of the Vortex God had been completely annihilated.

Of course, the divine origin in his body will not disappear so easily.

So immediately, he continued to take action and released a magic circle with a very large range.

Instantly!

Strands of flesh and blood filled with the divinity of the Vortex God were collected.

This scene needs no explanation.

Anyone could see that the son of the God of Whirlpool should be dead.

But after his death, his original flesh and blood remained.

As he was about to fall into the hands of "Takros", this guy regained his smiling look, holding up the Holy Grail of Corruption filled with black mud, and gathering the flesh and blood with the attitude of a winner.

A wave of small rewards followed.

However, the amount was not large, and most of the comments were not praise, but contempt:

"I won, and I lost."

"The Son of the Vortex God is right. This guy will be a failure of the Ancient Saints and a disgrace."

"I doubt that if it weren't for the three artifacts bestowed by the Ancient Saints, this guy wouldn't be able to last even one round against the Son of the Vortex God."

"Not to mention a single round. Without the Philosopher's Stone, he would have been possessed directly during the break of his defense."

"He even shamelessly commented on the talent of the Son of the Vortex God. His methods of biological synthesis and flesh-and-blood suture were crushed into slag by the other party's racial transformation and evolution."

"Eh? If the Son of the God of Whirlpool has already been defeated, why haven't they announced the result yet, allowing him to be the first to succeed..."

The last message immediately caused a stir.

Everyone was reminded and focused again.

And the strange and shocking scene appeared the next moment.

Thinking he had killed the opponent, Takros received the spoils with a smile on his face.

Looking at the wisps of flesh and blood that were full of divinity but without any vitality, he felt unprecedented joy and relaxation. He involuntarily let go of the pseudo-holy scepter and murmured:
"What a rich divine essence! It's the perfect synthetic material."

"What creature should I use to synthesize it... No!"

"No!"

"Such perfect divine flesh and blood should merge with me, no, it can only merge with me."

"I want to be that person. I want to be the son of the God of Whirlpool..."

At this moment, even the most obtuse audience members could hear something was wrong.

Those with sharper eyesight immediately saw the terrifying and bizarre scenes appearing in the arena world that had become a vacuum.

(End of this chapter)