Strange Rules: It doesn't matter, the system will take care of it.

"Authenticity confirmed!"

The fallen angel Lia's large eyes swept around. Although all the members of the Great Tomb had used high-level disguise magic, they were still exposed in front of the once level 10,000 chosen gods of order.

"Ancestor of Flame Demons, Demigod of Fire, Level 7777."

"Pure White Succubus, Guardian of the Demigods, Level 8888."

"King of the Undead, Skeleton Demigod, Level 9999! This, this, this strength, is only one step away from advancing to a single-target rank."

They heard that even the weakest opponent was at level 7,000.

Chen Feng, who was only at level 3,000, was not afraid at all. He pointed at the Ancestor of Flame Demons and said, "I have a grudge against that bastard."

"Then I'll take the remaining two."

The savior accepted the fact that he had to fight two people in a second.

Chen Feng was a little worried: "Will we win?"

The savior delivered a textbook pre-battle speech: "I can't win. After all, I'm just a skeleton without eyes, blind, weak, helpless, and pitiful."

Huh? Chen Feng couldn't help but type out a question mark: After turning into a skeleton, all attributes are 470% of what they were before death.

Where are they weak, where are they helpless, where are they pitiful?

However, the savior continued, "Even the holy sword in my hand does not recognize me; I am not a hero at all."

Where is the disagreement?

Having been fired from his job and now unemployed, Holy Sword Plus One also raised a question mark.

The savior raised the 10,000-hammer in his hand and said emotionally, "Even in this state, I am still believed in by everyone. The weapon in my hand was made for me by my comrades."

Where is the initiative?

The fallen angel Lia, who was almost shaved bald by the savior, also poked out a question mark.

The savior concluded, "I am incapable of defeating the demon king or saving the world, but for those I must protect, I am willing to burn myself out."

Holy crap, people who say things like that are the ones who will have the most explosive power in the finale.

Chen Feng was utterly convinced: "Not only did they master the technique of using 'pretending to be a hero' to reset 'pride comes before a fall,' but they also learned to set a counter-flag before battle to trigger a power-up buff?!"

Without comparison, there is no harm. Just thinking about that guy who kept saying "we'll win" only to get punched to the ground by the 100-ton king, a maggot that can't even be pried off.

Chen Feng couldn't help but sigh: They were teammates, but the Savior and the Sorcerer were like two buildings. The Savior was building A, and the Sorcerer was building B.

"One last thing, help me open a..."

"The portal, huh? It's already been opened."

"Could you please stop using mind-reading?"

"It was never turned off at all."

"Grass!"

Chen Feng casually knocked out a Flame Demon, triggering the Cruel Hextech and summoning a Meteor Comet to fall!

boom!

The comet and meteorite strike unleashed by the three thousand-level warriors was as large as the sun, whether it was a comet or a meteorite. However, the three members of the Great Tomb withstood it head-on without sustaining any damage, not even a hair on their heads.

"Is that all?" The pure white succubus Lu Lei was speaking when she suddenly realized that one of them was missing: "My lady, that inferior creature named Chen Feng is gone."

A notification sounded. The Undead King suddenly received a notification: "Intruder on the tenth floor!"

"Oh no! We've all left. The tenth floor is undefended; their target is the treasure vault!"

The moment Ulbert, the Lord of Flames, saw the portal, he knew he had fallen for a diversionary tactic.

The treasure vault contains all the artifacts and gold coins collected from the Great Tomb. If it falls into Chen Feng's hands, it will be a real problem.

Teleportation!

All three people returned to defend the tenth floor at the same time.

But the savior will not let them leave so easily.

"electric shock!"

"Ball lightning!"

The savior conjured a ball of lightning in each hand and hurled it at the pure white succubus and the Undead King.

"How utterly boring." The pure white succubus easily blocked the lightning and said coldly, "It seems you don't know that I have complete magic immunity. This kind of attack is just a tickle."

The tenth floor, before the throne of bones. Thank goodness, I made it in time!

Seeing that Chen Feng, who had set off earlier, had not yet found the entrance to the treasure vault, the Ancestor of Flame Demons stomped on the surrounding floor tiles and taunted, "Come on, let's have a one-on-one fight."

Chen Feng saw through the other party's idea at a glance: "Trying to use landing damage to crash my elbow strike machine? Clever, but it's a waste."

A high school in the underworld.

The two brothers, Elbow Strike Ghost and Joke Ghost, have already been kicked to death by Skin Groom like a roadside dog.

Chen Feng touched the scroll in his hand: "One-on-one it is."

The Ancestor of Flame Demons did some mental calculations: "The opponent is level 3,000, with all attributes around 'gai', which is 10 to the power of 20. I am level 7,000, with all attributes around 'zheng', which is 10 to the power of 40."

The difference in attributes between the two sides is not just twice, but 10 to the power of 20.

In other words, the attribute difference between Chen Feng and the Ancestor of the Flame Demon is roughly equivalent to the attribute difference between Chen Feng and a newborn human infant.

"So, if this guy wants to defeat me, he can only rely on the Mountain and River Map." The Ancestor of Flame Demons had of course seen the scroll in Chen Feng's hand. "When the Thousand Eyes and Ears of the Intelligence World item was still intact, it showed that this guy has multiple powers: cultivation, battle qi, and technology."

The Ancestor of Flame Demons only knows magic. If he is pulled into another universe and suppressed by a firewall, he will be doomed.

However, the Mountain and River Map could not capture targets exceeding one hundred meters in size. Realizing this, the Ancestor of the Flame Demons abandoned his human form and revealed his true form: "True Flame Demon Form!"

The size of the Balrog will increase as its strength grows.

When they reach the level of Ancient Flame Demons, their size is tens of millions of meters, but they are not yet at level one thousand.

"Let me show you what a level 7,000 being is in a lower universe without the suppression of laws!"

The body of the Progenitor of Flames stretches across the entire universe, spanning 100,000 light-years.

Each of its breaths is like a supernova explosion, each glance can illuminate a galaxy, and each heartbeat is enough to cause space to collapse.

With a mere sweep of its arms, it could vaporize planets and shatter stars.

Its body surface is covered with many tiny things, which are stars captured by gravity. They are called tiny because compared to the enormous size of the Ancestor of the Flame Demons, these things are at most hair, dandruff, or dust rubbed off during a bath.

The moment the Ancestor of Flames spoke, the entire universe seemed to tremble: "I've seen your intelligence; you won't grow larger, will you?"

Yes, it can.

But it must be within the cultivation universe.

Chen Feng had already learned about size in Cihang City. Under the same level and strength, the larger the creature, the greater its advantage.

Just like iron, the force of a pound of iron falling is definitely different from that of a ton of iron; similarly, the fighting power of a whale and a goldfish is definitely different.

Now, not only is there a gap in strength between the two sides, but the latter is also completely outmatched in size.

It seems like it's all over... right?

Chen Feng covered his mouth, barely able to contain himself: "No, you can't laugh yet, or you'll trigger the 'pride comes before a fall' rule."

What he held in his hand was not a gun with ten thousand taels of silver, but a sword.

Eternal Sword.

The Ancestor of the Flame Demons was clearly confused: "Swords are forbidden by law, so why does he still use one?"

Oh.

"I take the sword not to use it, but to do my mission."

In the last Hextech event, Chen Feng had two Hextech configuration options to choose from.

One set is a combat-focused Hextech build consisting of Flying Kick, Giant Slayer, and Draw Your Sword. The other set is an economic-focused Hextech build consisting of King of the Hill, Bond Tree, and Birthday Gift.

Chen Feng chose the second set, in which the Bond Tree gave him three badges that forced him to change races, and the birthday gift gave him the Godhood of Life. So what about "Revere Me as King"?

【Respect Me as King】: When you arrive at the Bone Throne on the tenth floor of the Great Tomb with your equipment, your equipment will be upgraded and you will receive a Hextech enhancement to your combat power.

Chen Feng's equipment was the Eternal Sword: "You think the Savior gave us a ten-level teleportation portal just for fun?"

[Smack!]

You have completed the Hextech quest: Revere Me as King.

Your Eternal Sword has been upgraded to a World Item: Fleeting Eternity.

[Eternity: Enters invulnerability for 1.5 seconds upon receiving fatal damage below the multi-level threshold]

[Moment: Imagine the other person's image, recite their true name, and deliver a single-target causal attack]

[Luminescence: Can emit light in any environment (single-cell level)]

Which unit is this light emitted from?

Chen Feng was speechless. Did something as trivial as glowing really need to be done at the individual level? Meanwhile, on the other side...

Seeing that the sword in Chen Feng's hand had actually turned into a world item.

The Ancestor of Flame Demons was startled, then breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, the Fire Continent is a multiverse, and its laws have a suppressive effect even on single-level world artifacts."

However, Chen Feng had no intention of killing anyone with his sword.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste for the savior to give him a gun?

Chen Feng raised the gun with the extra 10,000 yuan: "Have you heard of Chekhov's Gun? If there's a gun hanging in the first act, then that gun must be fired in the third act."

Just like how once a Hextech powerhouse appeared, it's impossible not to use it.

Having completed the mission of "Respect Me as King", Chen Feng has the opportunity to choose his Hextech power level.

His choice was naturally: Giant Slayer!

For every 1% larger the enemy is than you, your damage against them increases by 1%.

While he was fiddling with the scroll, Chen Feng had already secretly entered the technological universe and inquired about the artificial intelligence he had acquired in the city... the AI ​​mini-machine!

"Little Machine, help me analyze this. Can I defeat the Ancestor of the Flame Demons?" "Of course not. You're only 1.8 meters tall, while the Ancestor of the Flame Demons is a galaxy-level being. The gap between you two is too big."

"That's exactly what I've been waiting to hear."

Chen Feng indeed fired a shot.

The Ancestor of the Flames also waved his arm, unleashing demigod magic: "Let the flames purify everything!"

boom!

At this moment, a message suddenly popped up on the minicomputer in the system space:

"I'm sorry, I miscalculated last time. Please don't be angry. This time, I'll give you the conclusion directly, in the most straightforward, clear, accurate, and incisive way possible."

"The diameter of an ordinary galaxy is about 100,000 light-years, which is about 10 to the power of 21 meters. With 10,000 enhanced guns, it can completely kill the Ancestor of the Flame Demon."

The eighth layer, the magma universe.

The savior unleashed countless lightning balls: "Thunderstorm! Double Release! Multiple Release!"

"Useless, useless, useless!" The pure white succubus blocked all the lightning. "How many times have I told you? Don't bring it out if it doesn't have a single-target attack!"

Just then, the head of the Fire Demon Ancestor was thrown out of the portal. Chen Feng scratched his head, looking at the Savior with dissatisfaction: "We've been fighting for a second, and you still haven't finished on your end?"