There's a skeleton dungeon connected to my basement.

Chapter 608, Now?

Bones shattered, chest collapsed, flesh and blood mangled time and again, yet he never fell.

Relying on that strange, inhuman physique.

Crimson in color, writhing, no matter how it was pulled and torn, it remained full of powerful vitality, writhing and merging together, indescribably eerie, as if each piece of flesh possessed an independent life, or as if ordinary flesh and blood had been injected with an excessively powerful life element.

It's not just flesh and blood.

Thick, oil-like blood flowed out, like firefighters frantically extinguishing the lingering, abusive force on that emaciated body.

The two work together to create a scene that shows a figure that stands firm through repeated attacks.

It's safe to say that Xiao Yang has absolutely no connection to the word "human" anymore, although he'll probably still stubbornly deny it.

Blood, blood kept flowing out.

There were those of Xiao Yang, and those of the thunder giant in front of them.

The squeaking, eyeball-like figures shot out all sorts of rays, then were annihilated by the thunderstorm.

Black flames erupted from his body, and a hazy, illusory figure appeared behind him—only his back was visible.

In his current state, Xiao Yang dares not risk completely merging with Him, so the ultimate third form, which is also Xiao Yang's most powerful form at present, is temporarily sealed.

His expression was ferocious and terrifying.

The hazy figure behind him slowly turned around. Xiao Yang had only guided a shadow. No, that wasn't even guiding a shadow. He had simply used the power of the various blessings within his body to simulate his divine form, to vividly recreate another version of himself.

It was just a shadow, but at this moment, as it turned around, a clear look of helplessness appeared on its face. This helplessness quickly disappeared and could not be found again. It was like a substitute, or a spirit behind it, or a guardian spirit, but the power it brought was real.

To put it simply, this is a special divine descent, even though Xiao Yang requested the power to be bestowed upon himself.

Opening his mouth, revealing his sharp teeth, his aura grew increasingly dangerous. In this long battle, Xiao Yang was the first to lose his temper.

Madness, irritability, and that rage.

A crazed and ferocious appearance.

He was always crazy, but his madness wasn't as absolute as it could be, or rather, it was just too bizarre and thorough.

The power was pushed to its limit.

Whether it is the one beyond imagination, another self that is briefly manifested, or the two powers in one's hands.

This world is truly strange; it makes you neither go crazy nor stay calm.

When faced with those chaotic monsters and evil gods, one must remain rational, but when faced with these great beings who stand tall in the heavens, one is forced to embrace madness.

"It keeps happening, it's really a headache!"

The light on his hands grew brighter and brighter; the gold represented hope, and the red represented war. He swung his fists recklessly, abandoning even defense. A strange "poof" sound rang out, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught what had happened.

"So it turns out my own body was brutally beaten into mincemeat."

Such a horrific situation allows one to see the true nature of their own body more clearly.

Seemingly having learned from his previous experience, his body has now progressed to the point where it can continue to function normally even if he loses these organs that are extremely important for normal life.

But if that's the case, why are these structures even created in the first place?

If something is created spontaneously without needing to be created, then there is probably only one reason for that.

“Show him.”

This is a question that cannot be thought about too carefully.

Xiao Yang didn't think about it; his movements were fluid and without the slightest pause.

Okay, a question I've never thought about or verified has been answered.

"Can the Evil God Devourer only devour evil gods?"

A notification popped up: [Special Blessing Granted: Thunder Messenger]

Thunder Messenger

Quality: Mythical

Effect: Command Thunder

Description: A corner piece

This wasn't a very powerful blessing; just like the description said, it was merely a corner, a corner that Xiao Yang had torn off from the Thunder Giant in front of him.

Some stray lightning bolts began to linger around Xiao Yang after this blessing appeared, making him appear like a miniature lightning giant. To be fair, this level of lightning control was not very effective and would not bring much help to the battle.

But how to say it?

"It doesn't cause much harm, but it's extremely insulting."

That's about it.

Xiao Yang, whose neck was being held by the pale figure behind him, waved his arms, and a dense mass of lightning gathered around him, a blatant provocation that thoroughly enraged the ridiculously powerful lightning giant.

His body vanished, only to reappear in the sky. The lightning in this semi-elemental world began to converge upon him with terrifying force.

"It looks like a decisive blow is going to decide the outcome."

Xiao Yang, however, showed no fear whatsoever.

He raised his arms high and shouted wildly.

Come on! Come on!

Raising the warhammer high, at this moment, it seemed to completely transform into the storm and thunder, as dazzling as the sun, falling like a meteor towards Xiao Yang.

At this moment, white expanded and occupied everything. This great world was almost unable to withstand such a battle, and cracks appeared on the crystal walls like those of a broken eggshell.

The raging lightning magic burst forth from the world, running wildly, but just as it was about to completely disappear into the heavens, it was pulled back by this great world and transformed into fire, the lightning that lingered and wandered outside the world.

A sea of ​​lightning appeared outside the world, a new spectacle was born, and this was all because of the battle between two guys inside the world.

Everything calmed down, and the Thunder Giant fully materialized, panting heavily.

"ended."

Such a thought arises.

Unfortunately, soon after, amidst a crisp breaking sound, a hoarse voice rang out.

To be fair, Xiao Yang didn't fight well in this battle.

However, this does not affect the outcome.

He slowly pulled himself out of the crystallized earth, got up, like a skinned monkey, covered in blood, but his mouth remained stubbornly firm.

Facing the panting man in front of him, he felt that he was finally able to make that declaration.

Staggering to his feet, step by step, leaving behind dark, blood-red footprints, the Hundred-Armed Giant, severely injured, detached from Xiao Yang's body and transformed back into that armor, more artistic than practical.

Xiao Yang grabbed the helmet and ripped it off.

Its body shrank little by little, returning to its original size, thin and tiny, step by step, with its hideous, skeletal face, it stood before the thunder giant.

His mouth gaped open, the skin no longer covering it, making him even more ferocious than his previous silent madness. He could finally laugh, and it was unrestrained. He had been holding back these words for a long time.

"now what?"

The battle has come to a draw.

(End of this chapter)