"It’s over, I can’t hold on any longer! Can’t you defeat him yet?"
God Surya said calmly, "No worries, I’m about to break through his upright shadow. The so-called concealnt has its underlying principles and operational logic, which I can also see through. I just need to hold on a little longer."
Scouti felt the terrifying impact of destiny burning through every inch of his soul, nerves, and will: "But I really can’t hold on."
"If you can’t hold on, then go die."
"Eleven trials, coming to this world, how can you not take risks?"
God Surya’s fist began to be shrouded in chaos, dragging along large shadows and stirring up lots of chaotic dust.
"Scouti, this is probably your first ti taking such a risky step onto the stage, right? But rember, all strong individuals slaughtered their way through countless battles to reach the pinnacle of various myths, and you just need to gamble this once."
"Just once, and you don’t dare to fight?"
A fervent smile flared up on Surya’s face.
He was a god, unlike Liu Jun, he beca a god by fighting through himself, traversing through one mythical era after another as the Lord of the Gods.
"I... I will!" Scouti snapped back to reality, "Sor-sorry, I just got my brain ssed up by seven kinds of fate."
Scouti also regained his senses.
If he doesn’t take down the god Li Wei in front of him, the opponent will take her down.
There’s no way out now.
God Surya did not respond, his speed rapidly increasing. Under the frenzied barrage, the concealed defenses and chanism barriers gradually beca transparent to him:
"Faster, faster!"
A trace of excitent flushed across Surya’s eyes, "In this state, I’m simply perfect."
Underneath the myriad shadows of fists, his power kept increasing endlessly, in strength, frequency, and ans of attack.
Increase!
Increase! Increase!
Every second, it increased by geotric multiples.
Under the countless gifts of fate, he completely reached a transcendent limitless combat state.
The next mont, even the god Li Wei couldn’t keep up with the opponent’s frequently increasing attacks.
"Great, his reaction speed is finally falling behind !"
Crack!
The next second, as if a mirror shattered, Surya broke through the opponent’s concealnt barrier.
Physical immunity disappeared.
But in the next second, sothing surprising happened to Surya.
Rebirth and Immortal Divine Power activated simultaneously.
Concealnt restored, physical immunity properties returned.
"The barrier I painstakingly broke actually restored so easily?" Surya’s aura changed, "What a remarkable Immortal Golden Body God, only this makes it interesting enough."
A crimson golden palm struck again.
"Kill!"
He knew the god in concealnt mode was the strongest defense, the unbreakable golden body.
High concealnt physical immunity.
Immortal lock status.
Rebirth energy recovery.
Low longevity reduced battle consumption.
dium longevity increased stamina...
With all these buffs, the opponent was so tough he couldn’t harm him at all.
Like countless passive skills, reducing stamina consumption by 80%, physical immunity by 99%, magic immunity by 99%... a world boss with countless passive abilities.
The healing speed was terrifyingly exaggerative.
"This form of god."
"This form of defense."
"I recall the Longevity God back then, standing still for to hit."
At this mont, God Li Wei also vented his anger, his whole being seed like an eternal immortal golden body, allowing the opponent to beat him, making a booming sound.
"A bit faster."
"Such a punching bag god..."
God Surya reminisced the battle against Goliath, the thrill of this killing spree and wandering on the edge of life and death excited him even more.
In the midst of intense emotions, the potential of wisdom burst forth again.
The next mont, God Surya ignited with raging golden flas, a fierce punch seed to shatter ancient stars, striking God Li Wei, even his unbreakable golden body couldn’t easily withstand this terrifying attack.
God’s Omniscient Fist.
God Surya, as a mage, was so keen on close combat for the first ti ever to deal with this god Li Wei, and even specifically developed a martial art targeting the opponent’s most vulnerable points.
Crack!
God Li Wei was finally hit with a sound of shell shattering by Surya’s explosively risen power.
"Finally, it broke." Surya let out a long breath, "Breaking this punching bag was truly difficult!"
Moreover, he knew clearly.
With this shatter, the opponent could no longer repair himself.
Because Zhengli’s shadow defense had been completely seen through and utterly breached by him.
In other words.
Any subsequent high concealnt defense by the opponent would be like paper.
Moreover.
"Concealnt, rebirth, immortality..."
He looked at the remnants of God Li Wei, whose defenses had been shattered, and spoke:
"Obey my command, co forth."
Then the next mont, an astonishing scene unfolded before everyone.
The three divine powers slowly transford into fairies, blessing Surya:
"If it is your wish, we shall comply!"
Once God spoke, it was thus decided.
A sudden surge of concealnt, rebirth, and immortal divine power emanated from God Surya.
"Concealnt God... Surya."
A slight curve appeared on Surya’s lips.
Only now, having obtained this power, did he realize how formidable this form was!
Moreover, he had brought rebirth.
This was the real transformation!
With rebirth, the concealnt and immortality borrowed would always be reusable.
"I accept your legacy."
God Surya murmured softly, "Perhaps in a distant age, on a sunny afternoon, recalling the past, I will rember another God, the joy you brought today."
And at the next mont, people felt a tragic aura reverberate throughout the world.
God is dead.
Everyone felt it, countless people blankly had a thought flicker through their minds, incredulously exclaiming:
God Li Wei, is dead?
"It seems, we have won."
At this mont, Scouti within could no longer hold on, uttering a weak voice,
"Winning is enough, winning is enough, congratulations, during the last transformation ti, you secured this magnificent battle with an explosive multiplication of strength!"
It was supposed to be a ti of cheering and joyous shouts.
God Surya sighed, at the last mont of exiting this form, suddenly the omniscient brain deduced everything.
A terrifying thought suddenly erged in his mind.
Vaguely.
He saw another God sitting quietly in the death world.
That was the scenery in the death world.
The leader of the Chaos Sect, Wolf, whispered nearby: "God, why have you co here?"
"Because Surya is going to die soon."
"So, I give him a chance to defeat ."
"Among the nurous mythical history opponents I faced, Surya was the one who brought the most joy."
God Li Wei sat quietly in the death world with a slight smile,
"A false victory, to die with happiness, this is my gift to him."
Wolf could only feel a soul-deep instinctual arrogance, shaking within himself, "Then how did he breach your defense?"
"I helped him."
God Li Wei’s voice carried a chilly indifference, naturally stating:
"Because his remaining transformation ti isn’t enough, I deliberately opened up my essence, giving my concealnt to him."
"He fought so desperately, then how could I withhold, wanting to breach my concealnt information? All yours, take it all."
"Concealnt, rebirth, immortality... if he wants them, the thirty-thousand-year foundation from the Butterfly Race myths, I give it all to him."
"Let him feel my power, let him die in the joy of his perceived success and victory."
"This is my reward to him."
Wolf shuddered all over.
This was Li Wei’s arrogance as a God.
In the battle, he clearly felt the opponent’s transformation ti was nearly exhausted, clearly felt Surya’s failure.
He couldn’t breach his most robust God form: the Immortal Golden Body Concealing God.
Thus, fearing that God Surya, fighting fiercely and screaming passionately, would die in pain and despair, he wove such a beautiful lie.
Wolf couldn’t help showing frenzied reverence, staring at this figure that voluntarily entered the death world:
How could there be such a form of compassion?
This is perhaps unique in the entire history of human mythology... the compassion solely belonging to God.
Wolf expressed a dazed and longing look: "To be so ticulously cared for by God... to die as blissfully as an infant..."
"Surya, truly fortunate."
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