Infinite Gods Reign Supreme

Chapter 128 - The Power of the Great Serpent, Is That All?
His voice flowed through the streets.

His voice reached Goenitz's location.

The priest, his entire body embedded in the concrete, abruptly raised his head. More than being so easily defeated by his formidable foe, he was enraged by his opponent's disdain for the power of the Great Serpent.

"Lord, have mercy on me. Grant me strength to fight against the terrible blasphemers..."

His hand struggled to be pulled from the rubble. The broken bones were rapidly repaired under the impetus of the serpent's blood.

The dented building swayed gently. The belated collapse was accompanied by an even greater surge of wind.

The leader of the Eight Heroes broke free from his inner constraints, taking the final step in denying his human identity. More winds gathered around him. And he knew that his adversaries would continue to wait.

Because that man claimed to be a god.

Also, because the man had been waiting for him for a full ten minutes.

A massive tornado began to rise and spread from his center, engulfing the collapsing building at a visible speed. The colossal, towering pillar of wind, which had previously only existed in his mind's eye, now appeared in the western part of South Town.

'Whoosh—whoosh—' The wind and clouds stirred.

'Whoosh—whoosh—' Wood and stones flew about.

At this moment, all the martial artists in South Town turned their gazes toward the towering pillar of wind. Rugal, the organizer on Black Noah, had an uncertain expression, while the members of the Three Sacred Treasures families, who were at the pinnacle of conventional combat, all set off, rushing toward the location of the pillar of wind.

Their presence was perceived by Goenitz. It was dozens of powerful 'qi' intertwined, and among them, several of the most intense 'qi' were surrounded by others.

Just in time.

The leader of the Eight Orochi rose from the wind, the surrounding rubble and rocks crumbling into dust in the storm. He realized that this was the perfect time to offer sacrifice to Orochi. Although the King of Fighters (KOF), the event expected to be the ritual's focal point, had not yet taken place, a bloody battle between the strongest was the most fitting offering.

"It's time..." The resonance among the Orochi bloodline operated silently. Outside South Town, several members of the Eight Heroes, who were already on their way, quickened their pace. The youthful-looking girl with the saber looked up at the sky in confusion, a hint of madness creeping into her eyes. On the Black Noah, Rugal's two female secretaries exchanged a glance, both revealing knowing smiles.

The priest emerged from the pillar of wind. He gazed ahead; his opponent was indeed still waiting not far away. And his leisurely and indifferent demeanor was no different from before.

“I’ve kept you waiting, blasphemer.” The wind was stirred by Goenitz’s raised hand. “Prepare yourself for divine cleansing and punishment.”

The enormous column of wind began to move.

It was less of a movement and more of a 'rush'. The massive tornado propelled forward straight into the clouds, hurtling forward at supersonic speeds!
The earth was easily torn apart, and a massive chasm was carved out of the land behind the tornado. Thousands, even tens of thousands of tons of construction debris were ripped up and swirled in the columns of wind. And in the next moment, they were crushed mercilessly over the man who called himself 'God'!
'Whoosh—!!'

Skyscrapers caught in the storm collapsed within the column of wind, sending massive clumps of concrete and various pieces of construction debris hurtling in all directions. Among them were even some overconfident martial artists who dared to try and withstand the power of the heavens and earth; they couldn't even budge the column of wind for a second before being shredded to dust in the enormous storm.

This is a force that no human can withstand.

Even a colossal statue made of steel should suffer severe damage from this pillar of wind.

however……

Goenitz's eyes narrowed sharply.

He clearly saw the massive column of wind crush the arrogant man who called himself a god right where he stood. Yet, as the storm shattered the block and crushed the surrounding buildings, the blond man in black remained standing!

No, not in the original spot. Rather, it was above the ruins that had been torn open with huge craters. The cloak behind him seemed to come alive in the howling wind, while his strong and burly body was not even touched by a speck of dust!
Ineffective. The sonic pillar, powerful enough to easily kill any fighter in Goenitz's memory who hadn't broken free from the mortal mold, couldn't even budge him in the slightest. His pale golden eyes lifted slightly, seemingly mocking him with disdain, or perhaps silently voicing a question.

[Is that all? You prepared so much, made such a big fuss, and that's it?]

His fist clenched tightly. The reversed flow of blood and energy almost caused his heart to clench painfully. However, he did not suppress this pain, but instead used it as a driving force. He not only transformed his body into the wind, but also made this wind gain an unexpected speed under the power of the serpent!
It's not over yet!
Far from it!

The form of the leader of the Eight Heroes transformed into a straight-line ground tornado, leaving hundreds of meters behind in an instant!
Caught!
The form of wind extended a colorless hand, within which hundreds of wind blades intertwined and leaped. If any one of them touched, the remaining wind blades would spread outwards, using it as a springboard. Even the strongest defenses would suffer excruciating pain, like being sliced ​​a thousand times!

'boom--! ’

One shot, right on target.

However, the blond man only moved his body very slightly.

The originally smooth and orderly cluster of wind blades became slightly skewed, and the tiny wind blades that should have reached the man collided with each other before reaching their target!
So that's how it is... So that's how he dodged the wind pillar. As long as the body makes the optimal evasive decision before the mind can process it, then this powerful attack simply cannot cause any harm to the opponent!

What a joke!
The leader of the Eight Heroes almost roared in terror. He could no longer maintain his usual gentle elegance. However, he had no time to do anything more! "Not bad." The man who called himself a god suddenly reached out. The speed was neither fast nor slow, and the moves were unusual. But it was precisely within this chaotic, raging wind that he was able to accurately capture Goenitz's true vital point.

Large swaths of wind blades exploded.

The robust body, forcibly dragged from its elemental form, was torn apart and crashed to the ground. Despite having increased strength and expanded energy levels, and with speed and reaction time significantly improved, the outcome of this battle was no different from before.

"Impossible!" An invisible string snapped.

The 'Storm Breath,' slammed to the ground, endured the excruciating pain and humiliation as it transformed once more. It was now an eight-headed serpent formed from a storm, each of its raging heads brimming with a ferocious 'martial power' that countless fighters would strive for their entire lives.

The snake bit down.

The storm's massive head relentlessly rammed and tore at its enemy. Each impact carried a supernatural, ferocious force. Each bite was accompanied by countless wind blades transformed into deadly martial arts techniques. And this time, he truly sensed the impact!

True·eight young girls·reality overcomes!
The man, struck, finally assumed a defensive stance. The fine wind finally pierced through his 'high-tech armor' and penetrated his body. And in the instant enough wind had gathered, Goenitz, abruptly reverting to human form, opened his hands, which held the power to control the storm.

Super Special Move: Breath Breath Forever!

"This is... God's punishment!"

A violent column of wind suddenly erupted. It tore through the sky, wiping away the dark clouds that covered the entire South Town. The overflowing, massive wind ring pushed outwards like a wall in all directions. The nearest dozen or so buildings, large and small, were instantly pulverized. And further out, dozens more high-rise buildings twisted, collapsed, and exploded into shattered pieces within the wind ring!
A bright young man, rushing towards the scene and attempting to join the battle, was swatted against the wall like a fly. His companion, a woman in white, cried out "Kusanagi!" and erected a protective barrier around him. A slightly further away, a red-haired, cold-faced young man shouted and unleashed a burst of pale purple flames. Together, the two managed to barely hold back the first wind ring, which had already spread hundreds of meters.

However, the second wind ring arrived shortly afterward.

Unable to resist, unable to withstand it. The two who followed met a similar fate to the first. However, unlike these three who were injured but protected by an unknown force, the other fighters who came to help suffered heavy casualties in the second wind ring that erupted in this chain reaction.

This is the fate of the weaklings.

The priest who had stirred up the storm finally revealed a polite smile again. His gaze swept over the three men who had been knocked down, his eyes filled with condescending arrogance.

"Is this the successor of the Three Sacred Treasures in this generation...? He's really not up to par."

The storm had subsided, and he was ready to take his first step. He was certain that the arrogant 'god' who had neither dodged nor evaded him had been reduced to dust by his ultimate technique. And now, he would seize the opportunity to eliminate all obstacles in one fell swoop.

He couldn't take that step.

His eyes widened suddenly.

The enemy's 'qi' that should have disappeared suddenly regenerated, and the point of regeneration was right where he had just made his move!
The light distorted slightly. It was the concealment and stealth function that the Night Aura hadn't used in a long time. The blond man with slightly disheveled hair reappeared from the twilight veil. And a cruel truth was thus revealed in the eyes of the leader of the Eight Heroes.

It was not broken.

He didn't even break the 'high-tech combat suit'; the other party deactivated the protection themselves. This means that the other party didn't take his special skills seriously at all!

Does going all out in a frenzied state actually make you weaker?

So……

A loud bang resounded.

Not daring to utter even harsh words or roars, the renowned 'Wind of Breath' suddenly transformed into wind once more, attempting to flee the battlefield. However, even so, he was still no match for the opponent's unpredictable movements.

"It's commendable that you were able to hit me with your fist."

The man's praise reached the ears of 'Xi Chui Zhi Lan'.

Then——

A crackling sound—a flash of electricity.

The pulsating electricity and light covered every corner within a radius of one kilometer.

The next moment, all the electricity and light transformed into pure white flames adorning the pitch-black darkness. The winds, carrying all that tried to escape him, converged and gathered before the man!
On the edge of the battlefield, the 'Navigator,' who was cautiously observing the battle, almost blurted out. This powerful skill even had a level of fame comparable to that of 'Igniz.'

White Luo Extinguishes!

(End of this chapter)