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Chapter 456, Eternal Pain

Xiao Yang has never been the type to be exceptionally tall.

Compared to the enormous creature before it, its figure seemed rather frail.

"A battle of gods is about to erupt on the field."

The time has come for all beings to yield.

When gods fight, mortals retreating is a basic courtesy and a sign of respect for their own lives.

However, the Salvation Army forces surrounding this area rarely retreated.

In the end, it was Xiao Yang who spoke up.

"Back off!"

"Back off!"

But this time his words didn't have the same effect.

"They're still too close."

Left with no other choice, Xiao Yang removed the silver crown from his head and threw it into the sky.

The spiked god in front of him roared fiercely at Xiao Yang, waving its sharp claws that dragged on the ground, creating a huge rumbling sound.

"We need to act quickly and decisively."

Otherwise, it won't be long before we hear the piercing screams of the weakened world will of the Rotten Land.

The thought came to me.

Without further hesitation, the crimson giant axe was grasped in his hand.

Deep Blue Chanting was not used.

The most of the power of this spiked god resides in the body.

"A rather rare, ferocious monster that has achieved godhood in its physical form."

They also do not intend to use the Silver Crossbow.

It would be a waste to shoot Him with a silver crossbow.

Blow the silver whistle.

The sounds of grinding teeth and swallowing saliva suddenly appeared in the minds of everyone on the field.

It was clearly neither manifested nor seen in the slightest.

Suddenly, a pair of greedy, beastly eyes appeared.

In order to finish the battle quickly, Xiao Yang summoned his hunting dogs.

Without the slightest hesitation, it charged forward, crashing violently into the enormous, ferocious monster before it.

The sharp claws swung down with a whooshing sound.

This guy wields the power of "sharp pain".

Like a ferocious beast pieced together from a bunch of sharp geometric shapes, Xiao Yang's hunting dog, "Erhei".

Its sudden appearance.

Sharp teeth, those overlapping, dizzyingly sharp geometric shapes, sank into the flesh and blood of this god of sharpness's shoulder like a blender.

"Blood and flesh flew everywhere."

A painful scream rang out.

Erhei's attack interrupted his assault on Xiao Yang.

This allowed Xiao Yang to gradually accumulate his own potential energy.

"Perhaps it's time to learn the skill of manifesting the universe."

Fighting these enormous creatures, you'll be at a disadvantage if you don't make yourself look bigger.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone on the field, Xiao Yang leaped high into the air at a distance extremely close to the God of Spikes.

A somewhat perplexing situation has arisen.

Those long-armed monsters who gathered here to guard their god's earthly kingdom, these savage and uncouth monsters who showed no fear even in the face of death.

But they did it at this time.

It displayed an unparalleled fear and cowardice.

Each one, like a newborn puppy, clutched its head, lay prostrate on the ground, its body trembling, giving up all struggle and remaining motionless.

Even as the ongoing war of the gods easily crushed them like insects, they remained unmoved.

Such a situation might fall on the giant beast that was fighting Xiao Yang.

"A sharp fear."

This is His most important means of maintaining His faith.

These long-armed monsters may not have been born this way, but they still worship a wrong god.

Xiao Yang leaped high into the air and shoved the Crimson Slayer into the belly of the giant beast.

Pull hard.

Xiao Yang ripped open the belly of the thorn god.

What appeared before them was an endless pool of decaying flesh.

In the pool of rotting flesh, long-armed figures, their skin and flesh stripped away, were piled up haphazardly, their endless wails echoing as they soaked in the murky, rotting blood and flesh.

The beast's belly seemed to be connected to His divine kingdom.

As Xiao Yang cut open His belly, the blood, flesh, and bodily fluids churning in the pool of rotting flesh spilled out.

Bear the brunt.

Xiao Yang was soaked to the bone.

This is definitely not a comfortable experience.

And it's even worse.

As their bodies were soaked by the blood, flesh, and bodily fluids, the power of authority emanating from the other side also spilled over.

An indescribable, sharp pain arose within Xiao Yang.

"It felt like countless steel needles, some scalding hot, some icy cold, constantly churning within the flesh."

This is the means of maintaining faith.

"Those who do not believe, those who are not devout enough, will suffer endless pain and torment."

This soul-stirring, sharp pain is simply the most severe torture in the world.

Unfortunately, it didn't work well for Xiao Yang.

This wasn't the first time he'd experienced this deadly torture; it had practically become a staple of the Rotten Land.

He had long since developed a resistance to this.

He nonchalantly raised the crimson giant axe high in his hand.

"One axe blow!"

"Two axe blows!"

Xiao Yang practically ripped a huge hole out of that bloated belly on the spot.

At the same time, each fall of the axe was accompanied by a dazzling, fleeting burst of light.

The god of spikes waved his arms, trying to shake off the beast on his shoulder, but he couldn't ignore the intense pain in his stomach.

He waved his arm, trying to slap Xiao Yang.

But Xiao Yang had already prepared for this action.

A crimson beam of light streaked across the sky.

The massive battle axe was embedded firmly into the sharp claws like a toothpick, forcing back the outstretched giant claws, but Xiao Yang's movements did not stop.

The righteous condolence pendant at his waist was removed.

Like a diligent farmer, he kept swinging his arms, beating the damned creature. At this moment, the spiky god was like a plump worm being grabbed by two vicious guests.

"There's nothing we can do."

All they could do was watch helplessly as they were slowly killed.

However, this situation did not frighten or terrify the ferocious beast; instead, it made it even more ferocious and savage.

Of course, this ferocity and brutality were not directed at Xiao Yang, but rather at the long-armed monsters that lay prostrate on the ground, too afraid to move, and at the figures that had been submerged in that pool of rotting flesh for countless years.

"Kill Him! Or you can come in!"

This was said to the long-armed monsters who were crawling on the ground, too afraid to move.

"Kill Him! Otherwise, your suffering will never end!"

This statement is for those who have been cast into the Kingdom of God and cannot find release.

If there is a certain degree of mutual assistance and symbiosis between normal gods and believers, then perhaps the tax collection will take five hundred years to arrive.

At least they truly protect their believers.

But this guy.

"totally different."

"It's like a diseased tumor that's proliferating uncontrollably on a species of long-armed monsters."

The frantic shouts immediately sprang into action from the monsters.

"Get up from the ground."

"Get out of the pool of flesh."

His face was filled with fear.

There is absolutely no need for mobilization.

They surged wildly toward Xiao Yang.

A bizarre scene unfolded.

Countless long-armed monsters began to climb toward their god's body.

One by one, they converged, instantly forming a vast, surging wave.

This scene would give anyone with trypophobia goosebumps.

However, Xiao Yang didn't care at all.

With a combined effort from both arms, the God of Spikes finally managed to pull the ferocious beast off his shoulder.

Yugos rolled on the ground, shredding large swaths of long-armed monsters into minced meat, and in a flash, he appeared unharmed in front of Xiao Yang.

She was still somewhat reserved in front of Xiao Yang.

Even with such a ferocious appearance, it still let out a howl like an ordinary big dog.

Xiao Yang smashed the head of a skinless monster that crawled out of the pool of flesh, and then rubbed the guy's head.

He brought the Crimson Slayer back to Xiao Yang.

Take back control of the Crimson Slaughterer.

"Covered in blood."

It stands atop the belly of a raging, pitch-black behemoth.

An endless horde of monsters swarmed towards him.

Such horrific scenes were commonplace for Xiao Yang, and he remained completely unmoved by them.

"What to do?"

“Raise the giant axe in your hand high.”

"What to do?"

“Raise the giant axe in your hand high.”

Of course, this time is a little different.

More onlookers appeared.

The Salvation Army had no right to participate in this battle.

Under the protection of the silver crown.

Their best strategy right now is to retreat.

In fact, Xiao Yang couldn't say for sure whether new contestants would appear later in the battle.

Retreat is the last resort.

But the Salvation Army continued to try to push forward.

This drew a lot of Xiao Yang's attention to them.

One careless move, and he was struck by the god of spikes.

"Sharp, jet-black thorns began to grow on his body."

Erhei once again embedded itself into the body of the Spiked God and began a second round of frantic biting.

The terrifying physical transformation lasted only a very short time before collapsing.

This time, it wasn't a matter of mental resistance coming into play.

can only say.

"The rank of this god of spikes is still a bit lacking."

His corruption was no match for the corrosive blood flowing through Xiao Yang's body.

The flowing black blood was gradually staining the pool of rotting flesh, which was the divine kingdom of the thorn god.

One by one, tiny figures with sharp little spikes on their bodies and eyeballs crawled out of the pool of flesh, wailing and joining the battle.

Lena's arrival took these Salvation Army soldiers away.

This relieved Xiao Yang.

Just now we had to be mindful of the consequences, but now that those admirers have left, we can let go.

Being a hero is not easy.

"There are quite a few things to consider!"

Now, we can finally get back to the main storyline.

"Raise the crimson giant axe high in your hand!"

He raised his head and met the eyes of the thorny god who was looking down at him.

At that moment, the corners of his mouth turned up high, forming a somewhat ferocious and frightening arc.

do not know why.

The God of Spikes is clearly a genuine evil god.

But at that moment, he felt fear.

"Kill Him!"

Kill Him!

A panicked voice rang out.

Xiao Yang picked up where He left off.

"It is I who am going to kill you!"

A hoarse, manic laugh echoed across the battlefield.

The repeated chopping was extremely stress-relieving.

"Are you ready?"

"You're due to die, I'll send you off!"

(End of this chapter)