Pushing forward and being invincible: starting from adding points in the dream

Chapter 537 The Reasons for Subduing You?
boom! !

The skyscrapers shook, and a bronze streak of light fell from the sky.

The ruins of Qinggang City crumbled and collapsed, and a crocodile creature comparable to a rank-one envoy was blasted into the deep pit by the brute force.

"These damned bastards, how dare they show their faces again!"

"Today we will slaughter them all, leaving not a single one alive!"

The voices were rough, and a figure emerged from the coppery sheen.

It turned out to be a burly man nearly three meters tall, with a bronze complexion and slightly curly brown hair.

His rugged face was covered in stubble, yet he used his physical strength to forcefully stomp on the head of a hundred-meter-long crocodile, pressing it firmly into a deep pit in the ground.

Roar! !

The crocodile roared, enraged, and twisted its body as if to unleash tremendous power.

But all it received in response was the man's cold snort.

"court death!"

Boom! !

The man with the bronze skin had a cold look on his face. He stomped his foot, shattering the scales of the crocodile.

His entire body was covered by a hardening power that was a gift from extraordinary talent, making him like an extraordinary warrior forged from rainbow iron, unleashing a series of punches.

Boom boom boom! !

The sound of punches echoed, leaving no afterimage, only a streak of light.

The massive body, over a hundred meters tall, was like a ball at this moment. Accompanied by flashes of bronze-colored fist shadows, it exploded, revealing one dent after another, with broken scales.

The air vibrated, almost distorting.

In the end, the crocodile's body shuddered violently, as it was forcefully pierced through.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the aftershocks had already annihilated the surrounding Black Tide creatures into dust, causing many tall buildings to collapse.

"It's been a long time since I've seen such a sight."

"I never imagined that the legend of the dead coming back to life was actually true."

At the same time, on the other side.

Similarly, streaks of light descended, transforming into silver rainbows that landed on the street.

The traffic lights at the intersection had long been turned off, but at this moment, tens of thousands of scarlet eyes were flashing blindingly.

Those were tens of thousands of Kuroshio creatures, surging in densely like locusts.

The ruling snake was a hundred meters long, rampaging and crashing through buildings, its body collapsing one after another.

The aura of a rank-one envoy was released wantonly, and the furious roar from its gaping maw was like a muffled explosion, shattering glass and windows within a kilometer radius.

Roar! !

The whistling sound echoed, stirring the robes.

The silvery light that fell to the ground revealed a figure—a thin old man with a full head of silver hair.

He wore a white martial arts uniform with cloud patterns, and a silver ancient martial arts longsword was worn at his waist.

Faced with his sudden appearance, the black tide creatures surged forward like a torrent, showing no intention of stopping, and instead intended to engulf him in the ruins.

The ferocious, hundred-meter-long python, with its blood-red vertical pupils, rampaged through the tall building. Amidst the muffled thuds of collapsing walls, it opened its blood-red maw and lunged to devour the white-haired old man.

Clang! !

The next instant, just before being swallowed up by darkness.

The sound of swords clashing echoed through the sky, and a silver crescent moon suddenly bloomed, tearing everything apart and slicing through heaven and earth.

Phew! !
dong dong dong! !

Whether it's the hundred-meter-long giant python of the rank of Envoy or the tens of thousands of Black Tide creatures under its command.

They were all cleaved in two by the dazzling silver crescent moon, falling to the ground like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

Having witnessed this scene, their gazes lingered on the two streaks of light.

Standing atop a distant high-rise, Chen Feng's expression was solemn, as a multitude of thoughts raced through his mind.

"Pandor is irritable, impulsive and short-tempered."

"A Rank-2 Envoy-level extraordinary individual possesses the extraordinary ability to harden their physique."

"Yan Changkong, who hates evil as if it were his enemy, is a martial arts master of the rank of Envoy and is skilled in the use of swords and weapons."

All the information came from the mind as if there were no other secrets.

Thanks to this, he easily recognized the two resurrected angel spirits.

Besides.

boom! !

Within a kilometer radius of him, other sounds were heard on the west and north sides.

Those were four other resurrected angelic spirits, whose every move unleashed boundless power, forcefully suppressing the Black Tide army.

Among them, the two strongest players are particularly noteworthy.

"In the end, it's just a winged bug."

Click, click, click!!
As voices arose, frost swept across, freezing everything.

Huge icicles bulged from the ground and stretched upwards, like towering snow-capped mountain peaks.

The struggling, winged black dragon was frozen solid, and the black light that had been gathering power in its mouth was condensed into silver frost amber.

Ice spikes grew all around its body, adding a peculiar frost scene to the world of Qinggang City.

“Mester, a lower-ranking transcendent being, possesses an elemental transcendent talent related to freezing.”

Chen Feng glanced around and looked at the tall building not far to his side.

The surrounding ruins were already covered in silver frost, frozen into ice.

A middle-aged man with brown hair, dressed in a long black coat, stood on the rooftop, half of his body turned to frost, constantly emitting wisps of white, cold air.

As if sensing something, the other person cast a glance at them.

In their eye contact, Chen Feng saw the other person nod almost imperceptibly.

“If you resurrect us, you will have the power to command us.”

"but."

His pupils were silver, as if inlaid with an ice flower.

The thin, middle-aged man, with a few wrinkles on his face, said with an expression as calm as ice, "We never support the weak."

Oh?
Chen Feng raised an eyebrow, a strange emotion flickering in his eyes.

Was I being underestimated?

“Mester, don’t forget the rules.”

Suddenly, a sound rang out in the distance.

The two turned their heads at the same time and saw a golden figure rampaging through the black tide.

An invisible aura, a foot away from the body, distorts the air, creating an imposing presence.

The opponent was like the center of the world; every punch and kick could generate a howling air wave, carrying a golden beam of light, and impacting for thousands of meters.

Bang bang bang! !

The continuous sounds of flesh exploding echoed, turning the area into ruins. An undying golden light flowed and converged, looking remarkably similar to the Golden Day Technique.

"Wu Yunhai, a transcendent-level martial artist, is comparable to a lower-level angel."

"The three protectors of the Golden Day Stream."

With bright eyes, Chen Feng thought of the other party's information and a slight smile appeared on his face.

The opponent was clearly using the Golden Day Technique, and was a true high-ranking member of the Golden Day School, so he must know the complete secrets of this true technique.

Seeing his appearance, Mester, who was standing to the side, was slightly surprised and began to misunderstand.

"Do you think Wu will help you?"

He said coldly, as if he could see through Chen Feng's thoughts.

"Wu is a rigid person, so he might obey the rules."

"But I don't care about any of that."

Mester had her own pride, and her whole being was as cold as ice.

As his words fell, a deafening roar could be seen in the distance as the earth rumbled and exploded with a tremendous sound.

The headless angel was blasted through the body by a golden beam of light and sent flying backwards into the black mist outside the wall.

Several resurrected angels from the High Wall Alliance exerted their power one after another to suppress the Black Tide, and then stopped in place, casting different glances at each other.

A violent impulse, a furrowed brow of restraint, a doubtful silence.
Sensing these emotions, Chen Feng saw frost spreading inch by inch beneath his feet, threatening to freeze the only safe high-rise building.

"The Black Tide can only kill me, but it cannot enslave me."

"I can thank you for bringing me back to life, but I cannot obey your commands."

The indifferent voice continued, and Mester slowly approached from one side.

Frost condensed in mid-air, forming steps, and he stepped through the air to the top of the tall building.

She noticed his coldness, and the observing mood of the other angels.

Chen Feng seemed to understand something, and roughly grasped the key point.

He had indeed resurrected them, but these angelic spirits were once heroes, exceptionally arrogant, and unwilling to submit to anyone. Now, in their eyes, his strength and identity were unknown, making it difficult to gain their trust.

"So, give me a reason."

Click, click, click!

The thought flashed through his mind, and frost began to condense inch by inch in front of him, trying to freeze him.

Mester's eyes were like blooming ice flowers, and her tone of voice was extremely cold.

The resurrected angels had different expressions; some frowned, some squinted, and there was some hesitation in their gazes.

Until finally, as the frost spread inch by inch, about to freeze Chen Feng.

crucial moment.

Boom! !

Golden light shifted and soared into the sky.

A man named Wu Yunhai came to Chen Feng's side, his golden light distorting everything around him and forcibly shattering the surrounding frost.

“Mester, don’t forget.”

"He is the one who resurrected us."

The deep, resonant voice echoed powerfully, and the eyes within the protective golden light were exceptionally sharp.

His imposing physique was at least two meters tall, and his vest-style martial arts uniform was stretched taut.

The exposed muscle stripes were as if carved by a knife and axe, the lines were deep, and the masculine middle-aged face was calm and serious. He stood firmly in front of Chen Feng, upholding his last principle.

Whoosh whoosh!
This action seemed to be a signal, and the other four resurrected angels suppressed their thoughts and approached one after another.

They may stand, sit, or be suspended high in the air.

At this moment, everyone was gathered around the high-rise building, trying to persuade the two of them.

"So, you want to be controlled by him for the rest of your life?"

Suddenly, a cold voice spoke, and Mester, standing opposite him, was unusually indifferent.

"What if he asks you to go against your principles?"

"Or, I'll let you kill me now."

Upon hearing this, Wu Yunhai frowned, and the other angel-level experts also showed slight changes in expression.

Without saying much to them, Mester took another step, her gaze passing over the crowd and looking directly at Chen Feng.

"Unless you relinquish the authority to resurrect us and restore our freedom."

"Or, defeat me fair and square, and shatter my pride."

He spoke coldly, his body enveloped in white mist, causing the temperature to drop again.

"Otherwise, I could make you regret resurrecting me at any time."

Click!

The high-rise buildings were completely frozen, turning into massive ice sculptures.

The arrogant and cold words went straight to their hearts. Upon seeing this, Wu Yunhai and the others' expressions changed. Most of them looked at Chen Feng at this moment, revealing hesitation and resentment.

Clearly, as former powerful figures in their respective worlds, they now share similar thoughts with Mester.

I don't want to be controlled by others and become a vassal because of the matter of resurrection.

Similarly, observe their expressions.

Chen Feng, who had been standing still the whole time, focused his senses and gradually confirmed a guess.

"It seems they are unaware of my specific situation."

"What they didn't know was that I could take their lives at any time and send them back to square one."

With a deep gaze, Chen Feng kept the information on the panel in front of him.

[Hint 1: The Heroic Spirits have distinct personalities and retain all their memories and abilities from their previous lives!]

[Tip 2: The resurrected can obliterate the resurrected heroic spirit, allowing it to return to the hall!]

This was the premise for his decision to resurrect the angelic spirits; everything stemmed from absolute control.

Even now, he could clearly perceive that these angels had all been marked with some kind of invisible imprint.

With just a thought, he could kill them instantly, sending them back to Valhalla to become dormant embers.

Click!

Suddenly, the frost on the rooftop of the tall building shattered.

After a few breaths of silence, Wu Yunhai stepped forward, blocking everything like a boulder.

"You want to stop me?"

Meester spoke coldly, paused in her steps, and confronted him.

Silver frost and golden aura clashed against each other.

I know how you feel.

"However, we have an even greater enemy."

Wu Yunhai tried to persuade him, gesturing towards the black fog outside the high wall.

At this moment, a new army of black tides is being conceived, including some angelic creatures that are being resurrected.

Upon seeing this, Mester's pupils flickered, and she hesitated briefly.

Other angel-level powerhouses also thought back to their original intentions.

Leaving behind the flame was not out of fear of death.

More importantly, it's about reviving civilization and leaving behind hope for the future.

The atmosphere fell silent for a moment, but then Mester suddenly became even colder and more ruthless.

"It is precisely because civilization has ceased to exist that we need to make good use of all hope."

"Step aside!"

hum!
The icy wind blows, freezing everything.

Pandor and Yan Changkong, along with other angel-level powerhouses around them, all changed their expressions slightly and distanced themselves.

Temperatures around the world have plummeted below zero, and ice crystals are constantly falling from the sky.

With a sigh, Wu Yunhai did not back down and ultimately decided to stick to his principles.

"In that case, then"

tread!
Suddenly, footsteps echoed, interrupting his decision and words.

The ice flowers in the sky suddenly froze, as if suspended in mid-air.

The frost that had frozen on the ground suddenly stopped, as if time had been paused.

"This"

An invisible wave rippled outwards and raged. Pandor and other angel-level powerhouses looked on in surprise and doubt. Wu Yunhai also looked surprised as he glanced at the young man who stepped forward and brushed past him.

he.
"You need a reason?"

With a calm expression, Chen Feng ignored everything and stared indifferently at the person opposite him.

Meester's surprise caught his eye, and he then glanced at the other angelic warriors who looked astonished.

"Perhaps you need it too?"

"Do you need a reason to justify your sins, to bolster your self-esteem, and to overcome that fragility that's even smaller than a weed?"

The calm voice echoed in all directions, and the frost on the ground crackled, yet it could not spread even a fraction of a step.

The ice flowers that had been frozen high in the sky began to melt at some point, and the temperature of the whole world began to slowly rise.

Mester felt a little more pressure, and Pandor and the other disgruntled angels also noticed something was wrong.

"Then, I'll give you a reason."

boom! !

Under the blazing sun, everything evaporates.

The explosive burning melted the glacier, and the silver frost faded away.

Wisps of white mist rose and swirled, while the scorching sun illuminated most of Qinggang.

Chen Feng looked around at everyone, his gaze sweeping over them with the air of a superior, exuding authority and domineering power.

"because."

boom! !

Meister vanished from the spot, as if flying backwards.

The loud explosion echoed through the distant sky.

Buildings collapsed, high walls shook, and everything along the way was ravaged by the gale, smashed and shattered.

All eyes were filled with astonishment and shock, and even Wu Yunhai's expression changed.

Within sight, Chen Feng clenched his right fist, taking Mester's previous position.

Strands of crimson gold flames appeared and swirled.

"Weak."

"It is original sin."

(End of this chapter)