“Look at yourselves, and rember how miserably you once lost to .”
“Want to duel one-on-one? Do any of you even qualify?!”
Lu Ce stood on the wall of the Great Wall, holding his axe with one hand, looking down at the crowd before him.
Once he entered combat state, he had shifted into another mode entirely. Now he was a mortal god in this world.
One by one, the surrounding God's Chosen twisted their faces. So stared at that figure with ferocity, filled with the outrage of being deaned.
Having absorbed divine power, their minds were affected to varying degrees, all carrying a godly arrogance—how could they tolerate such mockery from soone else?
But as had been said before, the presence of Sin was like a bucket of cold water to them, forcing them into a forced calm.
Even if they themselves did not know precisely how strong they were now, feeling the gale-like montum before them still made them involuntarily fearful.
This man... no, this thing! How strong has he beco now?
“So what do you an?”
Among them, Chiyo Eine was probably the calst. Having inherited part of Death's divine power, she had perhaps also gained a asure of composure.
“Can’t you tell what I an?” Lu Ce glanced at them coldly, “Stop dawdling one by one, ti is limited. All of you—attack together!”
!!!
Hearing that, Chiyo Eine’s eye twitched; she thought, as expected.
No matter the ti, his Pride always looked down from a high place, as if his invincibility could never be questioned.
Involuntarily, she clenched her fist. Black droplets like tar slid down, one by one.
After Sin finished speaking, the other God's Chosen all boiled with anger.
Maybe each of them felt nervous facing Sin individually, but now they were all God’s Chosen, all carrying divine power. You say you’re in a hurry and expect to finish all of them at once?
Do you really think we’re all trash to be tossed aside?!
“The Strongest Player, maybe that tone of yours is a bit much.”
Soone couldn’t hold back and spoke first.
“We all have divine power now. You may be senior to us in this regard, but no need to be that arrogant.”
Wordcaster-Bai said.
“Back when you fought Sun, it didn’t seem like you won easily either...”
Wordweaver-Black also spoke up—the two rarely voiced the sa opinion, but they did now.
Hearing those words and feeling the restless aura around him, Lu Ce’s golden face tinted faintly green, then he erupted into a furious laugh!
“Heh heh heh... look at you all, how promising.”
“With just a little power, you already think you’re invincible, blown up with delusions—talking that big!”
You talk about others being arrogant?
Listening to him, the crowd even felt their minds reel.
Who’s the arrogant one here?!
......
“Grand Elder!...”
In a room in another world, a Dragon Group mber flung open the door in panic, and before he could see who was there he called out.
But as soon as the words left his mouth, Nie Jiu Tian inside the room hurriedly waved him down, not letting him continue.
Nie Jiu Tian did not want any distractions. He was listening—not to all the gods this ti, but to Sin’s movents.
The intruding Dragon Group mber had intended to report the matter, but seeing the Grand Elder’s deanor, his anxiety turned into uncertainty at how to speak.
Since Sin had revealed himself, China’s satellites had all reoriented, focusing with the highest clarity on what he was doing.
Now it looked like a fight was about to break out; the situation was troubling.
The forthcoming Divine Descents had almost beco a certainty, and up until now the most solid frontline force in the world were these God's Chosen.
So why would they suddenly fall into internal conflict? This mutual strife at a ti like this is practically suicide!
Worse, it’s the strongest one squabbling with all the other God's Chosen—this makes humanity’s already bleak prospects even worse.
“I know what you’re thinking. Don’t intervene. They need to fight this out.”
Nie Jiu Tian did not open his eyes. He spoke calmly, trying to reassure the Dragon Group mber.
Nie Jiu Tian was fully aware of what godly power ant and the shock that force could deliver.
He actually wanted a powerful being like Sin to defeat all these God's Chosen!
Let them realize, in this most unstable phase, that there are still mountains higher than they are, and make them more humble and cautious.
But Sin fighting every one of them by himself—Nie Jiu Tian had not anticipated that.
If he lost, the consequences would be catastrophic, almost tantamount to accelerating humanity’s extinction!
“Those individuals alone can’t really cause you Agony...” Nie Jiu Tian thought.
......
On the Great Wall, Lu Ce’s solitary aura pressed down on everyone, clearly dominating, plainly showing his status as the strongest in the world.
“You think having so power makes you omnipotent?”
“Swollen, out of control, self-important, fragile!”
“Fine—let give you a lesson... this defeat will tell you to curb pride and haste!”
He clenched his fist, hefted the Extre Path Battle Axe, and his divine power erupted.
Without needing anyone’s consent, he pulled everyone into his battle circle and began the fight: the peak among God's Chosen versus all the other God's Chosen.
From when Lu Ce had co to watch the sunrise on the Great Wall to the successive battles that followed, it was now midday.
The scorching sun hung high, baking the land, and this top-tier prelude to the godly battle raged from noon well into evening!
The Great Wall’s space was too cramped. To fully use their powers, Lu Ce swung his battle axe, dragging everyone across the terrain as the group shifted and moved.
Eventually, the group fought atop the surrounding mountain ranges.
This preserved the Great Wall itself, but the mountains around it suffered terribly.
Over hours, rocks flew; entire peaks were shaved flat, as if being readied to fill the sea for the mythical bird.
The battle already stunned the world, but no one could see the details.
Under the divine light, satellites could not capture clear footage; all that was known were roars like tiger cries and dragon howls, and divine light scattering in explosions.
In reality, no one dared approach to watch—doing so would be almost certain death.
Finally, at dusk, the clashing, exploding divine light gradually subsided, and a Dragon Group satellite captured an image.
—In the ruins that looked like the aftermath of a magnitude-ten earthquake, only one person walked out in the end!
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