Zongwang: Unspeakable fear!

Chapter 384: Slaying God (asking for monthly ticket)

The Fang of Plunder admitted that this mortal had excellent fighting skills, especially his slashing blows, which were so powerful that even he, a god, could not withstand such a violent attack.

However, as a god, He possesses a power that no mortal being can match.

boom!
The pitch-black giant sword wrapped in lightning and fire slashed down, and Plundering Fang quickly turned its head, leaving a bloody mark several meters long on its left shoulder.

However, the Fang of Plunder also took advantage of this opportunity and tore apart the dark purple armor and dragon scales on the chest and abdomen of the mortal opposite with one claw.

Four huge wounds deep enough to see the bones appeared on Gao Yang's chest and abdomen. As his flesh and blood rolled around, a corrosive stinging pain quickly spread through the wounds.

If it were an ordinary creature, it would completely lose its ability to move in just a few seconds after suffering such a severe injury.

In particular, the attacks of the Fang of Plunder carry the rules and will that belong to Him alone.

That is the greed that plunders everything, and it is the root cause of the continuous weakening of the prey.

The massive body of the Fang of Plunder rose from the earth once again, its golden eyes revealing a hint of arrogance and majesty that belonged only to a god, as if it had already seen the final fate of this mortal who dared to blaspheme the gods.

Then, he vaguely saw Gao Yang's open chest and abdomen, a heart beating as hot as the sun, and golden-red blood spurting out of it.

At the same time, he discovered that the wounds on the chest and abdomen of the creature opposite him were recovering at an extremely fast speed.

In particular, the four huge wounds caused by exchanging injuries were quickly healed by the stitches of the dark purple vines.

The Fang of Plunder felt it carefully, and then found that He did not draw any strength from this attack.

This scene caused some doubts to appear in His eyes, which was an extremely rare case in His long life.

When He discovered this, the tyrannical thinking that was born from killing and fighting finally showed some fluctuations.

Perhaps He could not defeat him.

As soon as this thought came to mind, Plundering Fang felt extremely humiliated.

He is the god of beasts and hunting who achieved godhood through killing and fighting. How could he not be defeated by a mere mortal creature?

The Fang of Plunder let out a violent roar, and layers of sound waves spread out. After feeling this pressure, all the lives within a radius of one kilometer became stiff and unable to move.

Gao Yang stared at the Fang of Plunder not far away. He could feel his heart beating violently, he could feel his blood rushing, and he could feel his will becoming increasingly bright and solid.

It was as if the incarnation of the god before him was a dish of incomparable delicacy, and a strong desire urged him to swallow it all in one gulp.

Gao Yang could sense that when he defeated this god, every aspect of him would undergo a qualitative change.

This coincides with his original intention.

At this moment, Gao Yang used time acceleration on himself without hesitation, and then his body flashed, wrapped in violent airflow and came in front of the Fang of Plunder. Thunder and fire roared on the Black Jade, and then he slashed down with the sword again without any fancy moves.

"Enough, mortal, you are blaspheming a god!"

The Fang of Plunder looked at the giant sword that was chopping off his head again and let out an angry and silent roar.

But what faced his roar was the pitch-black giant sword that chopped down mercilessly.

With the blessing of the divine realm, most of the heavy force on the giant sword was absorbed, but the remaining force still smashed his huge body to the ground, and a blood mark several meters long appeared on his body.

"Everything!"

The Fang of Plunder slammed the ground hard, and the terrifying force caused the surface of the ground within a radius of hundreds of meters to explode instantly. In the rubble and soil that soared into the sky, his huge body broke through the limitations of space, came in front of Gao Yang, and stood up.

A huge and ferocious shadow completely enveloped Gao Yang's body, as if a mountain was collapsing, and the plundering teeth's claws, shining with divine power, smashed down.

Can't escape?

Then don’t hide!

Gao Yang let out a high-pitched roar, and Hei Yao hummed excitedly, slashing hard at the claws falling in front of him.

Amidst a huge roar, Gao Yang was hammered into the ground like a nail, penetrating dozens of meters.

The claws of the Plundering Fang were dripping with blood, and a hint of golden blood shone through as it fell to the ground with a dull sound.

Plunderfang's chest heaved, and he involuntarily let out heavy, irregular gasps.

The mortal being he faced reminded him of the last battle before he ignited the divine fire.

It was a wingless dragon that was a hundred meters long, with a snake-like body but dragon horns and five claws. It was almost killed by the other dragon in that swamp.

Fortunately, in the end, relying on his ability to draw strength from killing, he successfully hunted down the opponent. It was because of this battle that he successfully ignited the divine fire and achieved the status of a god.

But before he could catch his breath, the ground in front of him suddenly shattered, and Gao Yang's huge body appeared in front of him again, along with the huge black sword shining with lightning and fire.

The opponent's speed and strength did not decrease at all, and as the battle continued, he also felt that there was an extremely brilliant and pure power that passed through his divine power and directly damaged his divinity.

This was incredible to the Fang of Plunder. He had felt this kind of stinging pain before, but only occasionally, so he didn't take it seriously.

But now, every attack of Gao Yang was accompanied by this stinging sensation, which made the Fang of Plunder realize that the mortal creature in front of him really had the potential to hurt him or even kill him.

"boom!"

Two equally huge bodies collided again on the black ground.

As the violent airflow dissipated, the Fang of Plunder was chopped off once again. Although Gao Yang's slash was heavy, it was not enough to sever a deity that possessed divine power and possessed the divine realm, a quasi-saint descending form. It was a certain power within that made his slash unstoppable.

That feeling made the Plundering Fang understand that if he tried to resist forcibly, his body would definitely be cut off.

He looked down at the body made up of the flesh and blood of his believers, and a trace of tyrannical dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes.

Although this body was infected by His divine power and even enveloped by His divinity, it was unable to crush the mortal creatures in front of it.

Even the divine power cannot play its due role. In this case, this body can only barely withstand the blows.

But being durable doesn't mean you won't be killed. Plunderfang realized that this couldn't go on.

The Land of Inheritance is not His Kingdom of God. His arrival here in this form is the limit allowed by the comprehensive network, but it is not allowed by those beings He is familiar with. Even fighting with mortals for too long will cause His status among gods to continue to decline.

Yes, in the invisible dimension of mortals, many gods of this crystal wall system have already cast their gaze here.

In other words, the scene of the Fang of Plunder being hacked by mortal creatures is being broadcast live.

As soon as he thought of this, a trace of brutality flashed in the eyes of the Plundering Fang again. He looked at the humanoid dragon rushing up again, and a feeling of irritation rose in his heart.

The other party is like a copper pea, which can't be rolled into a round shape or crushed, and is extremely difficult to chew.

'Damn it, if my weapons were maintained properly, there wouldn't be any problems.'

But if only, the battle is still going on with difficulty.

But this is only for the Fang of Plunder. For Gao Yang, the battle with this incarnation of the god made him more and more excited, and his understanding of his own abilities became more and more profound.

As his power was refined more deeply, he added as much willpower as possible to each of his attacks, which caused the Plundering Fang's body to be constantly injured.

And at a level unobservable by mortal beings, some magnificent beings were watching the battle below, their divine thoughts constantly shuttling back and forth to communicate.

"That beast is still an unintelligent being, beaten into such a miserable state by a mortal."

"Gluttony, do you want to get involved?"

"No, no, no. Although He suffered a small loss, it's just a trivial matter in His long life, isn't it?"

"But the power of the Fang of Plunder seems to be weakening, and there seems to be a problem with his kingdom of God."

"Hehe, what does Lady Shadow want to do?"

The sound gradually faded away as the battle below was coming to an end.

Under Gao Yang's endless and violent slashing, the huge and mighty lion body of the Plundering Fang had more and more wounds on its body, and at the same time, cracks like broken porcelain appeared.

His body was originally condensed from the flesh and blood of his believers. Without a stable supply of divine power, the balance of this body was broken under the violent attack.

As the balance was broken, this body also came to the end of its life.

All that is left is destruction.

When the Fang of Plunder felt the cracks on his body, he knew that he had lost the battle.

After a long time, he, as a god, was defeated by a mortal.

Even though the Fang of Plunder was unwilling, he no longer wanted to pay any more price for this battle. It was not worth it.

The Fang of Plunder is cruel and tyrannical, and his life is filled with endless killing and fighting. But if he only knew how to kill and fight, he would not be able to successfully ignite the divine fire.

Anyone who has gone through blood and killing from being a mortal to finally achieving godhood can be called a legend.

However, when priesthood and divinity gradually fill the will of all things, the previous wisdom and means will inevitably be subject to the rules.

This is the price you have to pay to become a god.

This is the compatibility between the deity and the priesthood.

"Everything, we will meet again."

The slightly dimmed eyes of the Plundering Fang stared at Gao Yang intently, as if it wanted to engrave him deep in its mind.

In response, a giant black sword roared towards him.

Amidst the piercing sonic boom, the Plundering Fang's crumbling body was slashed by a sword.

With a light "swish" sound, the sword, with extreme penetrating power, cut through the body of the Plundering Fang. The blade cut through the hair and skin, severed the tendons, bones, and flesh, and the raging power mercilessly destroyed everything inside it.

By the time the sword blade slashed the ground, the body of the Plundering Fang had been split into two and fell to the ground on both sides.

"pat~"

The huge body slammed to the ground, but like a gray-white stone statue that had lost its power, it suddenly shattered into powder. The powder flew and turned into ashes, disappearing in front of Gao Yang's sight.

Soon, only a skeleton was left there.

Everything this Plunder Fang believer had was consumed.

(End of this chapter)