Chapter 211 Defeat
Nemesis immediately threw out dozens of force field walls to isolate himself. The speed of the light beam was almost the speed of light. In the blink of an eye, he did not have the extra time to set up more layers of defense.

Just as the star beam was about to touch Bigby's grappling palm, a dazzling green light suddenly flashed in front of the giant palm.

"Is it that artifact?!" Nemesis instantly recognized the sword shadow in the green light.

The green, energy-filled sword completely matches the characteristics of the artifact named [Manifestation of the Harvest] in the message conveyed by Shana and the others.

[Manifestation of Harvest] appeared out of nowhere, the sword body flashed with mysterious green light, and energy flowed around it. The ten-meter-wide beam of light hit the green energy sword squarely, and the moment the two collided, light splashed everywhere, as if countless stars exploded at the same time.

The powerful impact force caused the surrounding air to be compressed sharply, forming circles of visible shock waves that spread in all directions. The green energy sword trembled slightly under the impact of the light beam, but it resisted tenaciously. The light of the sword flickered, as if it was in a fierce contest with the light beam.

"What? How is it possible! How is it possible that someone can resist the power of my God!"

Duzula II, who was using the giant hammer to output power, opened his eyes wide and looked at it all in disbelief, his hand holding the giant hammer trembling slightly.

As if sensing its master's wavering confidence, the light of the beam gradually dimmed until it finally disappeared.

[Manifestation of the Harvest] blocked the attack of the light beam, but it also suffered heavy losses. Although there were no obvious cracks on the sword, its green light became much dimmer and almost disappeared.

"Chiatiz!!"

Duzula II gnashed his teeth, stared fiercely at the divine weapon floating in the air, and opened his mouth to release a spiral of blood-flame dragon breath.

"Dragon, I'll leave it to you from now on. [Tezca Hammer] can only use [Solar Implosion] once a month, and this use consumed a lot of his strength. He is already very weak."

A weak female voice came into Nemesis' ears along with the breeze, and he immediately felt relieved when he heard it.

"Can only be used once? Then it's my turn."

Nemesis sneered at Duzula II, raised his dragon claw and pointed at the sky, and the huge Bigby's palm immediately changed its shape.

The thousand-meter-high flesh and blood giant palm stood between heaven and earth like a flesh and blood mountain. Suddenly, it began to tremble violently, and then countless flesh and blood fragments split from the palm.

These pieces of flesh and blood were like high-speed cannonballs, shooting out in all directions with a powerful impact. At the same time, the bloody flames that filled the sky were like a raging sea of ​​fire, roaring and sweeping over.

When the blood and flesh collided with the blood flame, a dazzling light burst out in the sky. The blood flame was splashed everywhere by the blood and flesh fragments, and turned into countless sparks blooming in the air, like a gorgeous fireworks feast. And the blood and flesh fragments were also burned by the high temperature in the collision with the blood flame, making a sizzling sound and emitting bursts of black smoke.

Nemesis frowned slightly upon seeing this. He didn't know whether it was because the force field elements had unexpectedly weakened after turning into flesh and blood under the influence of Zaltek's power, or because of the special nature of the blood-flame breath.

These blood flames could even burn part of Bigby's giant palm.

However, Nemesis also understood this. Although Bigby's grappling palm's defensive power weakened after it turned into flesh and blood form, its flexibility was greatly increased.

For example, in front of us, in addition to these split pieces of flesh and blood, countless tentacles condensed from flesh and blood also shot out from the giant palm, spreading madly towards Tuzula II.

The entire giant palm shrank as more and more tentacles appeared, and finally disappeared, leaving only thousands of thick flesh tentacles attacking from the sky. This was the result of the strengthening of the deification spell, and the indestructible force field turned into flesh that gathered and dispersed at will.

Those countless flesh tentacles as thick as pythons rushed towards Tuzula II at an extremely fast speed with a terrifying momentum.

Wherever the tentacles reached, the ground was instantly pierced, making loud noises like thunder. Under the impact of these flesh and blood tentacles, the hard ground was as vulnerable as fragile paper, with gravel flying and dust filling the sky. The countless flesh and blood tentacles pierced the ground wantonly, leaving huge and bottomless pits, as if the ground was carved with painful scars by this terrifying attack.

The impact of the aftermath alone turned the one-kilometer radius where Tuzulla II was located into a huge, messy plowed pit. How could Tuzulla II, who was at the center of the attack, have an easy time?

A thick tentacle had already pierced through Tuzula II's chest, and countless other tentacles bound his body tightly like snakes.

The legendary warrior's powerful strength was no longer of any use at this time. His dry, black and hard mummy face was almost turning red, but he did not untie the restraints.

"Let me go! Let me go! Let me go!!!"

"Stop struggling."

Nemesis sneered and flew leisurely in front of him. Every tentacle here had a strength comparable to that of a beginner legendary warrior. It was impossible for Duzula II to break free with his extremely weak body at this moment.

At this time, the seriously injured Tuzulla XVI barely regained his ability to move, staggered to the front of the Second, and looked at him desolately.

"Ancestor, you failed."

Duzulla II was silent for a moment, then he shouted in a hoarse, rough voice: "Damned heretics, how dare you insult the chosen people of the Sun God like this!"

"I have been defeated, but your doomsday is also coming. Hehe, my descendants, when my god descends, dawn and dusk will no longer come. All that will accompany you is the lonely and cold long night!"

Nemesis curled his lips. He was already beaten into such a state, but he was still talking nonsense here. He wanted to see how arrogant those gods would be after 100 years when they were unsealed and saw that the faith of the church on his continent was completely destroyed and the six elect substitutes were all dead!

Duzulla XVI did not get angry when facing the curse from the Second King. He just looked at him calmly and said, "It won't come again."

"What?" Although Tuzulla II was still angry, he instinctively asked in confusion when he heard this inexplicable sentence.

"The evil gods will not come again."

"Because," he turned to look at Nemesis, knelt on one knee on the ground, and lowered his proud eagle-like head.

"I have found our savior, our Amaiah."

The corner of Nemesis' eye twitched, he looked around and found that there was no one around and the green sword had disappeared. He was speechless. Why did these natives all play the same trick?

"Him? Amaya? A giant dragon from an alien continent? Hahahahaha, you idiot! These people from alien continents are here to seize your land and your wealth!"

(End of this chapter)

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