I, the Masked Swordsman, started my journey through a Lostbelt.

If these two were to fight each other in the real world, the planet would probably be unable to withstand the devastation of the explosion's aftershocks.

"【Ultimate Read!】"

[The legendary mythical beast! One strike!]

Three-colored dragons coiled around the blade of the Judgment Sword.

Relying on the fiery passion ignited by emotion to block the golden waves, they infused the sword with their soul.

"I will never let you ruin me!"

Du Wei cuts through the turbulent waves symbolizing the three colors of emotion.

The dazzling golden light seemed to be severed and scattered as if it had been cracked open.

Reinhardt was increasingly struggling.

Du Wei, on the other hand, maintained his peak condition throughout, as if he hadn't expended any energy at all from the beginning.

"What a troublesome and domineering person..."

Reinhardt couldn't help but sigh.

His Supreme Heaven, the Fifth Universe, is the realm of the dead, while Du Wei's "I think, therefore I am" is a void hell suspended in the air.

Even the dead are robbed of their meaning here.

The Asura realm is being continuously weakened.

Continuing to wage a protracted war like this is disadvantageous for Reinhardt.

Du Wei's domineering nature is more like an invisible poison.

If one stays in his field for too long, one will gradually lose one's own meaning and become an empty shell.

Gradually, their souls and bodies are corroded by the "poison".

Until finally, it turns into dust, which has no value.

To reach the concept of "nothingness" that even the world will not remember.

Reinhardt is being influenced by this domineering attitude.

Although they haven't lost their memories and instincts, their thinking has clearly become hesitant and fragmented.

If an ordinary person were to step into this void of hell, they would probably lose their memory and instincts in just one second.

They were directly stripped of their "meaning" as living beings.

Once everything has been looted, even those who had any connection with him in the present world will forget about him.

It is often said that a person dies three times in their life.

These are death in three categories: physical death, death in social relationships, and death in spirit.

Du Wei's domineering nature, however, can accelerate this process.

How terrifying and hopeless this is.

"If you don't want to be destroyed, then you can try to destroy me! Listen to my command, Ninth SS Armored Division."

Reinhardt seemed to have rediscovered the charisma of his former general days.

The tip of the Holy Lance of Destiny is pointing at Du Wei.

Reinhardt used the aftershocks of the explosion to distance himself from Duve, seemingly adopting a different fighting style.

No, this is Reinhardt's fighting style.

A portion of the skull that was entangled with Reinhardt transformed into a tank.

Their numbers—actually more than a hundred—all the gun emplacements facing Duwei opened fire simultaneously.

Rumble, rumble, rumble—!!

The sound of gunfire was like the roar of a demonic dragon or a divine horse.

In the blink of an eye, the ocean was boiled into lava by raging fire.

Du Wei rode the flying dragon and quickly dodged, narrowly avoiding the barrage of bullets.

Each shell is essentially nuclear-grade.

Under Reinhardt's command, a million war slaves were transformed into the most terrifying killing legion in the world.

Want to compete with me in terms of quantity?

Du Wei exhaled and his gaze sharpened.

As he raised his hand and waved it slightly, countless afterimages materialized at an extremely fast speed.

At first, it was just a shadow.

An image without a physical form; it contains no elements that constitute a physical entity.

Despite this, it exudes an astonishing aura of yin energy, displaying an overwhelming presence.

This is a terrifying ocean of calamity.

The calamities that were once vanquished have become part of the Soul Army, and Du Wei can extract them from his body for use.

"Huh? Interesting."

Reinhardt's smile concealed a fierce fighting spirit.

It has been a long time since I participated in a war.

On one side is the steel army that once ravaged the world and made countless countries fear it.

The other side is a calamity composed of mystery and misfortune, powerful enough to destroy all life and burn the entire planet.

The two armies clashed here.

"The 36th SS Grenadier Division"

Reinhardt slowly and methodically ordered his soldiers around.

When the two sides first came into contact and engaged in battle, Reinhardt's men raised tens of thousands of bayonets and thrust them at Calamity.

Hundreds of calamities were pierced and destroyed by this strike.

The decaying corpses of the calamity devoured the skeletal dead, dissolving them completely in this scorching sea.

A single Calamity is enough to outnumber dozens of War Slaves.

"The Cursed Hand".

Du Wei calmly changed the calamity.

However, those calamities were nothing more than cannon fodder.

A giant calamity rising from the sea emitted beams of light.

Sweeping away Reinhardt's army of the dead.

However, none of this bothered Reinhardt at all, as his Asura Path could resurrect these War Slave Fathers indefinitely.

It's far more troublesome than I imagined.

Du Wei fought his way through a hail of bullets.

The skeleton army at his feet, gritting their teeth, cast a gaze filled with chaotic killing intent.

The war slaves near Duve are decaying.

Stripped of their meaning, they are left with only the path of annihilation.

...divide...line...

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"I think you understand this fully. I can control my army at will, and even the dead can be resurrected and continue to fight. This is the Asura Path - Golden Supreme Heaven."

Reinhardt pointed his lance in this direction.

Get ready, it looks like they're about to fire on Du Wei.

It can unleash devastating, targeted damage with a single strike.

On the contrary, being close to him is the safest distance.

"【Ultimate Read!】"

[The legendary mythical beast! One hit!]

The three-colored dragon merged into Du Wei's body.

Unlike the forward slash of the Sword of Judgment, this time the energy was concentrated at the bottom of the right leg.

Red, black, and white.

Different three colors were attached to Du Wei's body.

The swirling waves rising from the void of hell swept over the war slaves, and anyone who dared to get too close was pulverized into dust.