The contours of the opponent’s face and body were almost identical to Su Qiangwei, yet the overall image was vastly different.
She was too thin.
She looked like a skeleton, genuinely skin and bones, soone who could play a role in a horror movie without any makeup.
However...
The ferocious and unparalleled aura, coupled with a confidence that looked down upon all lives, made people subconsciously ignore her appearance.
"..."
The corners of Ma Ran’s lips slightly curved upwards, but a murderous intent surged in his eyes, his teeth gritting with a clicking sound, "Imitated quite well."
"But it’s still lacking a bit of spirit."
"You..."
"Are dood."
Su Qiangwei, standing next to Ma Ran, keenly noticed his emotional fluctuations.
In her mory, Ma Ran always seed to have everything under control, composed and confident, never once losing his deanor like now.
What exactly did this guy see?
The girl felt as if little kittens were scratching at her heart, her curiosity surging uncontrollably.
Could it be a first love? The legendary white moonlight?
It shouldn’t be...
She had been old classmates with Ma Ran for years and never heard any gossip about him with anyone.
Could it be a secret crush?
Did Ma Xiansheng actually have such normal human feelings?
In Su Qiangwei’s view, the God of Slaughter not far away looked and sounded almost identical to Ma Ran, but thanks to the earlier warnings, she could still easily make a distinction between the two.
Actually...
Even without Ma Ran’s earlier prophecy, she had over a dozen ways to easily distinguish between Ma Ran and the God of Slaughter.
The deity who condenses a divine format indeed masters many profound and mysterious authorities, but...
The unreasonable Superpower System clearly surpasses the Divine Format Extraordinary System.
At the very least, many of the superpowers Su Qiangwei acquired through Myriad Transformations could easily help her distinguish the God of Slaughter.
Soul traits, murderous intent, affection level, combat power disparity, soul age...
What Su Qiangwei could see was beyond everyone’s imagination.
Besides Ma Ran, no one knew how strong the current Martial God was or how many bizarre superpowers he possessed.
"I’m dood?"
The God of Slaughter, not far away, looked at Ma Ran with a half-smile, his voice ice-cold: "Mortal, who do you think you are?"
"And who do you think I am?"
There is a vast difference between the God of Slaughter and God Gray. God Gray collects faith and nurtures believers, rely acting based on the instinct of God under the influence of Superpower Erosion, with his thoughts fully deified.
But the God of Slaughter collects faith to extract divine power, optimize the divine format, and pursue eternity and immortality.
The form of expression is the sa, but the essence is completely different.
"The authority of slaughter belongs to ; if I wish, with just a thought, I can directly erase any non-divine life form." The God of Slaughter said thus.
He seed to be in a good mood, not taking direct action, but instead adopting a posture of controlling the whole situation: "Since gaining recognition of the divine format, I have been accumulating the power of faith; my understanding of the law still lacks much."
"And you..."
"The Prophet and the Martial God, two top legendary warriors, by killing you, my comprehension of the divinity of slaughter will deepen, potentially reaching the realm of the Lower Rank Gods. After accumulating enough power of faith, I can optimize the divine format and break through to a higher Great Realm!"
"I..."
Swish!
The mont when the God of Slaughter’s words were only halfway spoken, the Water Quality Thunder Spear tore through the sky, exploding the tower’s head with a single strike.
Even though the opponent was a deity, Su Qiangwei didn’t expect to kill him in one blow.
"Annihilation!"
In the girl’s eyes, divine light shone brilliantly—a sphere resembling a black hole erged on the tip of the spear, pulsating like a living heart.
The next instant, the black hole expanded!
Soil, gas, liquid matter...
Everything, in an instant, was absorbed and shattered by the black hole, annihilated into nothingness.
"Is he dead?"
By using such a powerful move right from the start, Su Qiangwei lost over ten pounds, her cheeks noticeably leaner.
From this perspective, she was indeed much stronger than when Chuanke invaded before; at least using a move like "Annihilation" didn’t imdiately deplete her combat power.
It was exactly because Ma Ran stood by to support her that Su Qiangwei dared to unleash her ultimate attack on sight.
However...
Su Qiangwei had to admit, the sneak attack shot just now, directly piercing through the opponent’s head, felt really good!
"Not dead."
Ma Ran’s emotions returned to normal, and he responded calmly.
As if to corroborate his statent, the next mont, the God of Slaughter, whose body was completely shattered, gradually ford a new body in the void, surrounded by a rich crimson glow.
"It’s useless!"
The God of Slaughter’s face twisted into a sneer: "As long as my divine power is not exhausted, even if you kill millions of tis, I can resurrect perfectly!"
"Ants who have never touched the mysteries of divinity will never understand the greatness of a ’God’!"
"Stop resisting, just let kill you peacefully, and beco a part of , constructing a path to..."
"Annihilation!"
Boom!
The body of the God of Slaughter exploded once again.
Su Qiangwei held her left hand out before her, and slung the Water Quality Thunder Spear over her right shoulder. Her thin figure seed almost sickly, giving the impression of frailty, as if a gust of wind could knock her down.
A mont later, the God of Slaughter’s body was restored once more.
This ti, instead of the leisurely deanor from before, there was a hint of exasperation: "You damn mortals! I will completely destroy your souls!"
Earthlings, lacking martial virtue!
To not even listen to the end of what others have to say before launching a sneak attack, and doing it twice!
You must know, I am a God!
In a thousand years since ascending to godhood, the God of Slaughter had never encountered such disrespect towards the divine.
Even heretics have not been as infuriating as these two before !
Today, they must die!
The dignity of a God must not be offended!
Having learned a lesson, the God of Slaughter stopped wasting words. Blood-red brilliance surged around him, eyes filled with intense killing intent, hands clutching what seed like two wheels of blood-red flaming suns, attacking Ma Ran and Su Qiangwei simultaneously.
Boom! Boom!
Boom!
On Pluto, explosions sounded one after another.
The ground shattered, and the thin atmosphere was torn apart.
Winds roared, clouds surged, the sky shattered, ice shards scattered.
Ma Ran used Star Power to bring Su Qiangwei close, and in the blink of an eye, they clashed with the God of Slaughter over thirty tis.
Boom!
Sword marks were branded on the body of the God of Slaughter, as Ma Ran dragged a Tang Blade behind him, the corners of his mouth slightly lifted, eyes hinting at mockery: "Understood."
Although Su Qiangwei’s two sneak attacks shattered the body of the God of Slaughter, the opponent resurrected unscathed, yet it allowed Ma Ran to glimpse many clues.
Having preemptively scouted, he imdiately discerned the opponent’s nature after a brief exchange.
"A newly erged god, barely a thousand years into forming his divine format."
Upon hearing Ma Ran’s slightly contemptuous words, the God of Slaughter, resurrected from the void, montarily stiffened, his killing intent intensified: "No one! No one can trample on the dignity of a god! You and your family and friends will pay the price for this!"
This threat was rather well-placed.
Yet Ma Ran, with an air of calm confidence, rested the Tang Blade against his chest, caressing the purple-red blade spine, said unhurriedly: "Still overestimated you."
"For a young god like you, I doubt you could even beat Gray in a head-on combat; I don’t know who gave you the confidence."
Perhaps this guy has just been exceedingly lucky, never encountering a truly formidable opponent in over a thousand years?
Co to think of it, it’s indeed possible.
After all, the cosmos is vast.
Earth’s long history has only recently begun to encounter interstellar colonists and invaders.
Su Qiangwei snorted coldly, her chin slightly raised, her eyes half-closed as she looked at the God of Slaughter with self-satisfaction, the confidence of a fox assuming the majesty of a tiger: "Your combat skills are rigid, divine power is weak, soul is feeble, what do you have to fight against Ma Ran?"
Having said this, Su Qiangwei completely ignored the God of Slaughter, turning to Ma Ran: "Let have a go at him!"
Since Ma Ran said that even God Gray could triumph over him, then surely she should be able to press him to the ground too!
Ma Ran, expressionless, rejected the girl’s unreasonable request, and firmly stated: "Gods of the divine format system are a rogue existence, without specific tactics, they are unsolvable."
"For now, you don’t possess divinity or targeted thods against the divine format, even if you’re stronger than him, you cannot truly harm him."
Indeed, Ma Ran doesn’t possess divinity.
However...
After the Demon Mountain battle, he studied the figure of God Gray, and with Little Walnut’s help, refined so of it.
So...
When it cos to killing gods, Ma Ran is a professional!
User Comments
0 comments from readers