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

Chapter 238 I must survive! (Seeking monthly votes! Seeking follow-up subscriptions!)
"Thump—!!!"

The overwhelming physical force instantly created a vacuum in the surrounding space, and the rapidly ejected air transformed into a visible shockwave, along with tens of thousands of tons of yellow sand that swept and dispersed in all directions.

If someone were looking down at the Egyptian sky at this moment, they could easily see a slowly expanding "circle," and all the areas it passed through, which were originally covered by desert, would gradually fade into a barren gray-white...

it's not finished yet.

Boros was in the deep pit, his fist, as big as a casserole, piercing through the ground, and a fierce glint flashed in his single eye, even the dark blue color of his body gradually became more vibrant.

Immediately afterwards, an immense surge of energy flowed down his arm, began to condense and compress wildly, and finally, under Boros's control, was released all at once, pouring into the earth's veins.

Rumble————! ! !
After a brief silence, beams of energy pierced the earth and shot into the sky.

In an instant, a light so bright it could blind anyone burst forth in the sky above the desert, turning the entire world white.

What followed was a violent tremor of the earth, and finally a deafening roar!

Further away, the Central Continent team clearly saw a flash of white light, followed by huge mushroom clouds rising from all over the desert, and even the ground beneath their feet began to tremble noticeably.

Everyone's expression changed drastically, and then a clear bird song rang in their ears.

By the time they realized what was happening, they were already surrounded by a red light. It was Zhan Lan who had materialized the power of the phoenix, enveloping them all in it, and then quickly flew into the sky.

The very next second, a white energy surge rose from where they had been standing, quickly transforming into a massive cloud that rapidly expanded and gradually turned golden-red.

The sonic boom clouds layered upwards, sounding like the roar of a giant beast, spreading outwards with magnificent force.

The ground was first smeared away by the high temperature, and then the deeper layers of the earth were blown into the sky by the shock wave. As far as the eye could see, everything was a gray haze.

"This guy, he really does like to cause trouble as always..."

Looking at the scene below, which resembled a nuclear bomb sweeping the ground, Zhao Hao's eye twitched, but then he sensed something and looked at a giant firebird that suddenly appeared in the distance, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"However, it is indeed very effective."

buzzing-

A strange buzzing sound rang out, and a black rift opened behind him. Zhao Hao turned around and walked into it. Then, looking at the several figures that had been waiting for a long time inside, he revealed a long-lost smile.

"Gentlemen, it's time to end this."

……

"Um?!"

High in the sky above China, a figure flying at more than twenty times the speed of sound suddenly stopped, turned around and looked in a certain direction. Its gaze seemed to pierce through thousands of mountains and rivers, and it saw the desert that was being ravaged.

"They've already arrived? The cosmic overlord Boros..."

Wu Xian muttered to himself. He had already learned from Madara Uchiha's memories that the strongest person in that chat group was this one-eyed alien from the world of One-Punch Man.

Don't be fooled by his seemingly insignificant defeat at the hands of a certain bald demon king, who easily crushed him with a single serious punch. It's not that Boros is weak; rather, it's that his opponent is far too strong.

It's important to know that in the Infinite World, Saitama is a true near-Saint level. It's said that in a certain timeline, he once brought Zheng Zha, one of the Four Great Masters, to the brink of death. Even the main god couldn't fully heal the injuries he caused. This shows how powerful and terrifying Saitama is.

For Boros to be able to fight Saitama and even force him to use a serious punch is already an extraordinary feat; most of the top-tier fighters probably don't even receive this treatment.

"This is troublesome. I thought this guy would show up later, but of all times, it had to be at this time..."

Wu Xian frowned. He now faced two choices. One was to continue to Shanxi, enter the Lingkong Pavilion, and retrieve the treasures inside, but the Central Continent Team would likely be wiped out by Boros's chaotic attacks.

They could either return to Egypt now to help the Central Continent Team stop the strongest Boros, but at the cost of losing the opportunity to enter the Lingxiao Pavilion.

Very quickly, after hesitating for less than 0.3 seconds, Wu Xian made his choice... Of course, he would return to Egypt!
Although the treasures inside the Lingxiao Pavilion were very tempting, they didn't hold much appeal for Wu Xian. After all, he had the advantage of a mysterious space. As long as he consistently went to bed early and got up late every day, he would have plenty of opportunities to become stronger in the future, which was much more convenient than cultivation techniques.

Most importantly, his wings are still there. He can't abandon them, no matter who he abandons. If he really did that, he'd be criticized terribly.

【Wu Xian! Don't come back yet!】

Just then, Zhan Lan's voice echoed in Wu Xian's mind.

I know you're worried about us, but it's not that bad yet. I can sense that the guy who suddenly appeared is eager for a fight, but his target isn't us. He seems... disdainful of attacking us.

Zhan Lan's mental fluctuations were strange, and they seemed to carry a hint of anger, but Wu Xian could sense that the emotion did not come from her, but from the Phoenix Power within her.

Indeed, in the worldview of the infinite universe, the essence of the Phoenix Force is at least a pre-existing saintly position, yet it has been despised by a mere "ant" of the fourth rank. How could one not feel angry?

Nothing is absolute; who knows if he might change his mind and turn against you?

[It's alright, we still have Zheng Zha and Fu Zha. As long as they can execute that move, stopping this guy won't be too difficult.]

Chu Xuan's voice suddenly interrupted, causing Wu Xian to frown and appear somewhat hesitant.

[Wu Xian, please believe in us. Just as you once said, the Central Continent Team doesn't belong to you alone. We must eventually stand on our own. If we can't even face the slightest danger and can only hide under your protection, then what's the difference between us and trash?]

If that's the case, then we might as well stop using reward points and side quests for enhancements and just focus all our efforts on you. Wouldn't that be better?

This time, it was Zhao Yingkong who spoke. She was usually quiet and reserved, but she suddenly said so much. Not only Wu Xian, but even Zhan Lan was a little surprised.

What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?

Seeing that the other three people remained silent for a long time, Zhao Yingkong asked a question in a weak voice, her tone unusually shy.

No, you're right, I was too arrogant...

Wu Xian sighed, hesitated for two seconds, and then used telepathy to speak to the three of them.

[I'll be back in twenty minutes, at most twenty minutes. Until then, don't mess with Boros, the guy who just showed up...]

[Zhan Lan, be prepared to relocate everyone at any time. Ying Kong, act according to your abilities. If you encounter a threat you cannot resolve, you can try communicating with another personality.]

Finally, Chu Xuan, I need your promise: whatever your plans, you must do everything in your power to save everyone's lives, including your own. Promise me!

Okay, I promise.

Chu Xuan said calmly, his tone surprisingly serious.

[Alright... the team battle officially begins! My teammates, please make sure you survive!]

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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