Enraged, Shuten-dōji swung his spiked club with all his might, sending it hurtling towards Caesar with a dark red glow.
This attack was extrely fast and powerful, sealing off all of Caesar's possible escape routes.
He can't avoid it.
But Caesar, sitting on the throne, did not move.
Just as the spiked club was about to strike, tens of thousands of soldier beetles suddenly appeared, forming a thick wall of insects in front of Caesar.
"boom!"
The spiked club slamd into the insect wall.
The first few thousand beetles were instantly smashed into powder, black liquid and shattered shells flying everywhere. The imnse force spread outwards, and the entire beetle wall shattered.
Tens of thousands of soldier beetles were wiped out in a single blow.
Zhou Huai didn't feel sorry for him.
Let alone tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands would be the sa.
These days, his beetle hatching speed has increased several tis, and he already has more than three million beetles, including thirteen hell-level BOSS beetles.
This loss is nothing.
Zhou Huai's gaze was icy as he raised his hand and pointed at Shuten-dōji in the distance.
"Buzz buzz buzz—"
Nearly 100,000 beetle soldiers surged out from around him, rushing towards Shuten-dōji from all directions.
Shuten-dōji disdainfully opened his mouth wide, took a deep breath, and his chest swelled up.
"roar--!"
A dark red shockwave, mixed with the sll of alcohol, erupted and swept towards the swarm of insects.
Just then, blue runes lit up on the carapaces of nearly ten thousand soldier beetles in the swarm, and their energy gathered to create a blue energy shield in front of the swarm.
"Boom—!"
The shockwave struck the shield, which shattered after only one second.
The nearly ten thousand beetles that activated their skills were also reduced to ashes, and the residual force of the shockwave killed tens of thousands more.
In the blink of an eye, 20,000 of the 100,000 insects were lost.
But the remaining beetles, though all wounded, moved even faster, their eyes flashing red, as they continued to pounce on Shuten-dōji.
"boom!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The first soldier beetle crashed into Shuten-dōji and exploded.
Then, the second one, the third one...
A series of rapid explosions followed, their sounds rging into a massive wave, illuminating the night sky with their light.
Standing on the shoulder of the Great Tengu, Chongwen Gumao also showed a look of surprise upon seeing this scene.
He had never seen such a tactic of using weak creatures for suicide attacks.
This is no longer a simple manipulation of insects.
This is simply a mobile disaster.
The explosion lasted for half a minute.
As the smoke cleared, Shuten-dōji was still standing, but his skin was charred black, covered in wounds, and oozing dark red blood; even one of his horns was broken off.
"roar--!!!"
He roared in anguish.
Being injured by a swarm of insects was a huge humiliation for him.
His eyes turned bloodshot as he stared intently at Caesar in the air.
He ignored the swarm of insects, pushed off with all his might, and transford into a streak of red light as he charged toward Caesar.
He opened his enormous mouth, and a dark purple energy ball quickly took shape inside.
"die!"
The next second, a dark purple energy beam with a diater of more than ten ters shot out from his mouth, instantly crossing a distance of a thousand ters and crashing into the black throne.
The attack was too fast; Zhou Huai didn't have ti to give the order.
"BOOM—!!!"
With a deafening roar, the black throne made of beetles was instantly vaporized by a beam of energy, and Caesar was also engulfed by the energy.
He was sent flying backward from the flas, crashing into Fuji Castle below, smashing through dozens of tall buildings, and creating a trench several hundred ters long in the complex before finally coming to a stop.
Smoke and dust filled the air, obscuring his condition for a mont.
High in the sky.
Chong Wengu looked at the destroyed streets, then at the golden cocoon in the distance, and a smile appeared on his face.
It seems I overestimated him.
I thought he was so big shot, but he's nothing special.
Karen, who was still locked in battle with the Great Tengu, caught a glimpse of Caesar being engulfed by a pillar of energy out of the corner of her eye, and her heart sank.
Damn it.
Is the Hundred-Faced Star Lord really going to die like this?
He's not in much better shape right now.
The Great Tengu opposite them was incredibly fast; the gusts of wind whipped up by the flapping of its wings were like sharp knives.
Karen's body was covered with deep, bone-revealing wounds, from which golden blood seeped out, making his charred skin even more mottled.
The level difference is too great.
He couldn't even defeat the shikigami summoned by the opponent.
Not to ntion Chongwen Gumao, who stood high in the sky the whole ti, observing coldly from the sidelines.
If the God of Change really is dead, then I and Polina will probably have to die here today too.
Just as Karen was extrely anxious and even began to plan how to break through with Polina,
"Boom—"
In the distance, amidst the ruins that had been razed to the ground, a figure slowly rose from the billowing dust.
He dusted himself off, and apart from his black trench coat being sowhat tattered, he was completely unhard.
It was Caesar.
Zhou Huai's consciousness resided within Caesar's body, and he secretly sneered to himself.
An SSS-level professional is ultimately an SSS-level professional.
Even though its level is still low, the terrifying growth bonus to all attributes is no joke.
Although he is only level 26 now, in terms of physical attributes alone, he is not much worse than an SS-level professional with a level of over 50.
In so respects, it is even worse.
Shuten-dōji's idea of defeating him with that one move was utterly delusional.
High in the sky.
Shuten-dōji's ferocious golden vertical pupils froze for a mont when he saw Caesar stand up again.
Imdiately, that initial shock was replaced by an even stronger sense of excitent and bloodlust.
He let out a deafening laugh, a laugh filled with the joy of encountering a powerful prey.
He raised the huge spiked club in his hand again, his dark red demonic power surging wildly around him, clearly preparing to launch an even more ferocious attack.
However, just as he raised the spiked club, his movent suddenly froze.
"roar......?"
Shuten-dōji let out a painful and confused growl, and his huge demonic claws rose uncontrollably, grabbing fiercely at his own head.
Sharp fingernails scraped against the hard skull with a piercing sound, sending sparks flying.
The skill he was about to unleash was inexplicably interrupted by himself while it was charging up.
Seeing this from a distance, Zhou Huai revealed a cold smile.
Do you really think that the hundreds of thousands of soldier beetles I released before were just for you to play a ga of self-destruction?
Under the cover of the explosion, at this mont, at least a hundred tiny alien parasites were frantically interfering with Shuten-dōji's consciousness inside his body.
no way.
Who can bla them when this thing is so huge? It's practically a perfect breeding ground for parasites.
"Roar! Roar!!"
Shuten-dōji clutched his head and roared in agony in the air.
He could feel as if countless tiny insects were crawling and tearing at his nerves inside his body, making it impossible for him to concentrate.
This intense pain and agitation, originating from the depths of his soul, drove him into a complete rage.
Chong Wengu frowned deeply.
"Shuten-dōji!"
What are you spacing out about?
"Hurry up and kill that insect tar!"
Hearing Chong Wengu's commanding tone.
Shuten-dōji, already °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° enraged and irritable due to the interference of parasites in his body, seed to have found an outlet for his anger.
It suddenly raised its head, its blood-red eyes fixed on its nominal "master".
An unprecedented surge of violence and rebellion erupted from him.
"roar--!!!"
A roar filled with boundless rage resounded through the heavens.
The next second.
Shuten-dōji's massive body suddenly pushed off the ground, transforming him into a dark red cannonball that shot into the sky.
The spiked club in his hand stirred up a shower of blood.
The target, however, was not Caesar in the distance.
It was the old man who gave the orders!
"Um?!"
Chong Wengu's expression changed drastically.
He never dread that his most powerful shikigami would turn its blade against him!
This happened too suddenly and too unbelievably.
He didn't even have ti to make any effective defense.
He could only watch helplessly as the enormous spiked club, carrying destructive power, rapidly magnified in his pupils.
"You dare—!"
"Bang!!!"
Chong Wengu's angry roar was completely interrupted by a dull thud.
His ethereal and otherworldly figure was like a golf ball being hit at high speed.
Shuten-dōji struck him squarely off Ōtengu's shoulder with his staff, sending him flying.
It traced a mournful parabola through the air and disappeared into the distant horizon.
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