Simultaneous travel: Starting from returning to the main god space.

Chapter 129: The Correct Way to Use the Divine Machine (The Fourth Day of the Lunar New Year! Good Luck!)

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

After a moment, Herzog finally overcame the fear in his heart and began to roar, his expression gradually becoming more and more crazy!
"You're already dead! You're already dead! Why did this happen! Why did this happen! Why did you come back at this time! Why!!"

"It's so noisy. Do you know that your voice is unpleasant?"

Wu Xian scratched his ears and said with disgust, "Also, what's with that weird way of you always having to repeat yourself twice? Have you become not the White King, but a repeater?"

"He's not a repeater, he's just a clown."

Uesugi Yue sneered, raised his hand and tightly grasped a pitch-black long sword, wanting to rush over and cut the monster opposite into pieces.

Unfortunately, he could only think about it, because he knew that no matter how dirty and despicable the other party was inside, he had ultimately obtained the power and authority of God.

Looking at the past and present, only the most powerful, virtuous and supreme being can defeat and kill it.

Thinking of this, Uesugi Yue couldn't help but shift his gaze to Wu Xian, with an extremely complicated look in his eyes.

Obviously, he and Herzog had the same idea, thinking that Wu Xian was the black emperor, the true supreme of the dragon clan, and was worried about his daughter's future.

"Be it a clown or a repeater, whatever he is, he must die here today."

Wu Xian noticed Uesugi Yue's complicated gaze, but was too lazy to explain.

After all, as time goes by, his strength will only get stronger. By then, even if he says that he is not Nidhogg, no one will believe him.

In that case, just accept it. This is probably the purpose of a certain little devil who has been helping him all along.

"Alright, you've seen everything you wanted to see. Now let's leave this Nibelungen... Remember, you must protect Eri's safety, otherwise I will be furious even if it means being your father-in-law or your brother-in-law."

After saying that, Wu Xian said no more. He wrapped himself in mental power and threw himself towards Herzog in the sky like a cannonball.

Amidst a dull bang, a sonic boom cloud suddenly exploded, and Wu Xian's body, under the protection of his mental power, rubbed violently against the air, as if bathing in flames.

At the same time, his body began to change.

His body began to swell, suddenly exceeding two meters from his original youthful size.

Scales grew on the surface of the skin, like armor made of bronze or even red gold. Iron-like muscles slowly rose and fell under the scales, and the bones all over the body made slight crackling sounds.

Then, a pair of flesh wings broke out from behind him, also covered with scales. Against the backdrop of the flames, they looked like a burning cross, appearing both sacred and hideous.

Compared to Herzog, who has a dragon tail and looks more like Deadpool, the current Wu Xian is the ultimate monster.

He is a mixture of various elements such as humans and dragons, angels and demons. He is extremely sacred and extremely evil, like a collection of contradictions.

The reason for this change was that the last time he met the reincarnation Wu Xian, in addition to exchanging the [Word Spirit·Discipline], he also got a technology called "Blood Violence" from the Lord God.

This was originally an ancient hybrid, a technique that weakened human will to allow the dragon genes to overwhelmingly express themselves, thereby improving the purity of bloodline. Therefore, it is also called the "Road to Deification."

Its side effects are extremely serious. Once it is activated, it cannot be stopped. There is a risk of degenerating into Deadpool at any time. Even after thousands of years of continuous improvements by the Secret Party and successive Lionheart Societies, there is still not much change, so it is listed as a forbidden technique.

However, the same old saying still applies: anything produced by the Lord God must be a masterpiece.

Wu Xian's version of "Blood Rage" almost reduces the side effects to the lowest level.

At least in theory, before the fifth degree of bloodshed, as long as the mental strength is sufficient, the human will can be preserved to the greatest extent and will not degenerate into Deadpool.

Of course, although it is the lowest, there are still some side effects.

For example...especially brutal!!
“ROARROARROARROARROARROAR————————!!!”

Wu Xian opened his mouth wide and let out a roar like a wild beast. The terrifying sound waves spread out, and the entire Nibelungen seemed to be trembling slightly.

Seeing this, Herzog also rushed forward with a roar, but if someone could see his eyes at this moment, they would be able to find a trace of fear in them.

"boom--------!!!!!"

Half a second later, the two monstrous figures collided with each other, and a dazzling white light burst out in the air, like a blooming white lotus.

Then, they flew backwards from the white light, each retreating several hundred meters before forcing themselves to a stop. Then, they flapped their wings simultaneously, colliding once more, repeating the cycle until death. Waves of energy erupted with a roar, and every clash between the two sides caused the very space to tremble.

Wherever it passed, the earth cracked and the mountains shattered.

All things were destroyed as easily as bubbles. Waves of energy swept in all directions and turned into strong winds. Amidst the thunder and lightning in the sky, they embellished this apocalyptic scene with a brilliant mark.

This was the scene Eiry saw at the end.

There was deep worry in her crimson eyes, but she was not like the heroines in some TV dramas who overestimated their own abilities to help the protagonist and ended up becoming a burden.

She knew that it was not her battlefield, especially since her Word Spirit was sealed, she was not even qualified to approach the battlefield.

"Don't worry Eri, Mr. Wu will be fine."

The exit of Nibelungen was right in front of them. Gen Chisei looked at Eri with a serious expression and said, fearing that his sister would do something stupid at the last moment.

"I'm worried, but I believe in Godzilla, he will definitely win!"

Having said this, Eri actually quickened her pace, rushing towards the entrance to the real world faster than her father and two brothers.

……

On the other side, the battle between the two monsters continued.

The tempo of their battles grew faster and faster, and the scope grew wider and wider.

Before long, everything within a dozen kilometers was reduced to broken ruins and scorched earth. Hundreds of deep pits appeared out of nowhere, as if they had been baptized by a real meteor shower, which shocked people.

This is the battle between dragon kings, which is no different from gods to ancient humans.

Even now, without the use of nuclear weapons, any weapon in front of them is no different from a toy.

Rumble————

There was another dull bang, and the thick dark clouds above suddenly shattered. Two figures fell to the ground with flames like kites with broken strings.

Among them, the white figure symbolizing Herzog smashed several rocks in succession, and then rolled for hundreds of meters like a stone skipping on the water before finally stopping.

Looking closely, I saw large purple marks on the pale body, and the face was bloody and mangled, as if someone had pressed it to the ground and rubbed it. It was so miserable.

As for Wu Xian, he just happened to hit the towering copper pillar and slid down the rough surface to the ground. He was emitting a hot breath and there were countless holes in his broken scales that were bleeding.

It was obvious that both of them had suffered injuries in the previous battle, but judging only by the severity of their injuries, Herzog clearly had the advantage.

There was no way. Although their fighting abilities were comparable, Herzog could not catch up with Wu Xian even if he grew two more pairs of wings. However, the White King's body was too strong, and his defense and recovery abilities had reached extraordinary levels, making it difficult to really hurt him.

In contrast, Herzog was holding the sword of Ame-no-Kurokumo, the sharpest weapon in the world. Wu Xian's scales and flesh were easily torn apart by it, and in countless collisions, he was often pierced through.

It was just that relying on his bloodline and the power of his two hands, he was able to heal his wounds continuously and then charge forward again, which led to the current 50-50 situation.

"Hahahaha! So that's it! So that's it! You're fake! You're fake!"

Herzog's injuries were also recovering rapidly. He laughed loudly, raised the Ame-no-Kume sword in his claws, and pointed it at Wu Xian, who was covered in blood.
"You are not that great being at all! If you were really him, I would have died long ago! You are just a fake thing with nothing to show for it! You can't scare me!!"

Wu Xian was too lazy to pay attention to this clown. He raised his hand to touch the wound that pierced his heart, muttering to himself.

"Trouble is, it seems that it's quite difficult to kill you with just my fists. I must find a weapon that suits me."

"Haha! Don't you think it's a little too late to think about finding weapons now?"

Hearing Wu Xian's words, Herzog sneered sarcastically, but he was extremely alert in his heart. He gripped the sword of Ama Murakami with his sharp claws tightly, trying to find a perfect opportunity to give the opponent a fatal blow.

"No, it's not too late at all, because... it's right behind me!"

A ferocious and wild smile appeared on Wu Xian's face, and then he turned his hand and slapped the bronze pillar behind him.

Divine Machine Hundred Refinements——Control of objects activated!
(End of this chapter)