There's a skeleton dungeon connected to my basement.

Chapter 607, Thor's Nosebleed
In the far distance, amidst a rumbling sound, the Thunder Giant was about to approach again.

Xiao Yang didn't have much time to prepare, and his gaze lingered on the bare handle in his hand.

Even if you don't cause damage to the opponent, you won't get hurt, but losing your weapon will immediately put you at a huge disadvantage.

He couldn't expect the other side to be so stupid as to be unaware of the blessing that was in effect on them.

As time goes by, this battle will eventually be brought back to a clash of hard power.

The Justice and Consolation item was highlighted at his waist, and he was truly just one step away from acquiring a divine artifact. He wanted to help Xiao Yang fight off the enemy, but Xiao Yang ignored his attention-grabbing gesture.

The Dark Axe is already broken; replacing it with this one won't change anything.

Moreover, Xiao Yang did not want him to follow in the footsteps of the Deep Slaughterers.

"Shattered together."

Exhale.

Without weapons, it would be difficult to cope with this battle. Fortunately, Xiao Yang had recently learned a special method of fighting the enemy.

Xiao Yang released a power.

The crimson light, merely by releasing its power, seemed to convey the angry roars of countless people and the clash of weapons.

"war."

Simply by summoning the authority of war and manifesting it, the power that naturally emanated from it easily suppressed the restless lightning marks on Xiao Yang's chest.

It's not over yet; it's far more than just war; it's about a new authority.

This was a perplexing scene, but what was even more perplexing was Xiao Yang's next move.

"With his left hand he grasped that bright hope, and with his right hand he grasped that crimson war."

At the same time, a hazy golden light illuminated his body.

It can be said like this.

"To be able to hold two high-ranking powers in one's hands is itself an unimaginable miracle."

Even if you are just holding it in your hand.

The second round of the battle has begun.

This is actually a waste of resources, but its effects are undeniably good.

On the left is hope, which slams a powerful punch into the terrifying warhammer; on the right is war, which slams a giant pendulum into the thunderous body.

One punch after another.

"War! Hope! War! Hope!"

He swung his fists rhythmically, and for a moment he was stunned by the thunder giant in front of him who had the title of war god.

Clearly, he had never fought against such a strange enemy as Xiao Yang in all these years, and for a time he found it difficult to adapt.

It has a feeling of a novice defeating a master with a flurry of punches.

Unfortunately, if it were an ordinary guy, such a chaotic attack could kill even a god-level being in one go.

But the guy in front of me wasn't in that category.

The massive body rapidly shrank, and Xiao Yang threw another powerful right hook. The strong arm, wrapped in lightning, pierced through the flying lightning and firmly grabbed Xiao Yang's arm.

Meanwhile, on the other side, a short-handled warhammer, also piercing through lightning, slammed down towards Xiao Yang's head. This was a square short-handled warhammer engraved with complex runes, a divine artifact renowned throughout the heavens, and it also had another resounding name.

"Skull Crusher."

Xiao Yang was indeed born with a talent for brutal close combat. In just a short time, the Thunder Giant revealed its original body and engaged Xiao Yang in the most brutal close-quarters battle with its warhammer.

It wasn't that He didn't know how to exercise his authority; it was simply that Xiao Yang was as stubborn as a tortoise.

Putting aside its inherently high resistance, there's also its unimaginable natural resistance to divine authority, coupled with the Chaos Blessing, which directly halves energy damage. Finally, a celestial book that is extremely effective against lightning attacks quietly floats beside it.

Although he couldn't unleash the true power of the Heavenly Book, using it as a large lightning rod was perfectly adequate. While it was a waste of resources, it couldn't compare to the absurdity of using one hand to hold a high-ranking authority and then using that authority to fight.

Although the latter was also something Xiao Yang did.

Facing a guy like that, you really feel a sense of powerlessness, like having strength but nowhere to use it.

Left with no other choice, he could only press close to the person in front of him and brandish the weapon in his hand.

Faced with the swinging warhammer, Xiao Yang, whose arm was being held, was powerless to dodge, nor was he allowed to dodge, and immediately became fierce.

He turned his head and, amidst a piercing sound, deliberately snapped his own neck, narrowly escaping the attack.

"Why should he avoid such an attack? Isn't his 'real man' aura still protecting him?"

With a piercing sound, the warhammer missed Xiao Yang's head and struck his shoulder hard. No effective damage was done; he took the blow as if nothing had happened, not even as much as the damage Xiao Yang had inflicted on himself.

As it turns out, even with such powerful protection, it wouldn't protect itself from deliberately courting death.

With his neck drooping and his head hanging like a ball, he looked utterly miserable, but at the same time, Xiao Yang had succeeded in what he was trying to do.

The iron fist, representing hope, slammed down on the face of the burly man who had materialized before them the instant the warhammer fell.

With an indomitable spirit.

The opponent couldn't defend properly, and Xiao Yang's punch landed solidly.

Instantly, the power that had been applied to Xiao Yang dissipated, and the falling warhammer accelerated even further, slamming heavily onto Xiao Yang's shoulder.

His arm fell limply with a sharp crack, his entire shoulder smashed to pieces.

At the same time, Xiao Yang withdrew his Fist of Hope.

At that moment, the burly man's eyes were truly burning with rage, but unfortunately, a stream of bright red blood flowed from his nose.

If Xiao Yang could collect all this blood from his nose, he would likely obtain a rather rare material.

Thor's nosebleed
Quality: Mythical

Synopsis: One day, a reckless fellow gave Thor, that arrogant guy, a good beating, and then Thor got a nosebleed.

He took two steps back, reattached his head, and instantly it was as if nothing had happened.

This is why Xiao Yang was willing to break his neck just to have his shoulder take the brunt of the hammer blow.

He grinned, revealing an exaggerated arc, as he met the annoyed burly man in front of him.

Even after advancing to demigod status, nothing seemed to change.

"This is Xiao Yang, the Crimson Lord. He is powerful, yet disgusting."

"They excel at numerical superiority, bullying the weak, and wreaking havoc by relying on various characteristics."

(End of this chapter)