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Chapter 200 May Heaven Be Free of Holy Bodies and Overlord Bodies

"Hehe." Han Li, the corpse-bearer, curled the corners of his mouth with a forced smile.

"Spatial coordinates locked." The voice of Silver Moon, the temporary artifact spirit, emanated simultaneously from every corner of the ring base, played back in sync by hundreds of thousands of speaker units, creating a chillingly oppressive sound field: "Initiate the first-order cleanup protocol."

The twelve thousand rhomboid launch units on the inner wall of the ring structure lit up simultaneously. Each plasma beam was launched after the main brain of the ring base calculated the trajectory and predicted the target displacement path in real time. The twelve thousand high-temperature beams crisscrossed in the air, instantly weaving a giant net of absolute firepower with zero blind spots.

The gap between the beams was less than fifteen centimeters, and this deadly gap was shrinking rapidly at a rate of thirty percent per second, leaving Lu Mingfei no room to maneuver.

Lu Mingfei was completely stunned. If he had known this would be so difficult, he would have gone to fight Klein instead.

With the simultaneous action of Time Zero and Moment, the two time-based incantations were forcibly superimposed within his body, causing his neural reaction speed to be stretched to hundreds of times its normal level in that instant.

In half a second, his brain processed more than four thousand ballistic data points. Lu Mingfei's body passed through the gaps in the fire net at almost impossible angles, and he kept swinging Gungnir in his hand, deflecting the beams of light that hit him.

Even so, dozens of beams of light still grazed his armor, and the entire Odin armor shattered into countless fragments under the scorching and impact.

NND!

Just because a tiger doesn't show its power doesn't mean it's a pushover!

"Lu Mingze!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Lu Mingfei immediately used Lu Mingze as his substitute player.

The next instant, a molten, golden light suddenly ignited deep within Lu Mingfei's pupils. He stared directly at Han Li, the lower corpse suspended in mid-air, and parted his lips slightly, uttering an ancient, obscure, yet supremely powerful dragon script.

Its meaning is "Emperor"!

The beginning of all words of power, the first character in the sequence list.

This incantation has no substantial destructive effect. Apart from causing an absolute psychological shock to the bound dragons and hybrids within the domain, it has only one function: granting power.

Or you could call it a gift!

In an instant, the entire crust of the Tharsis Plateau emitted a tremendous roar, the likes of which had never been heard since the beginning of time.

Mars has no plate tectonics; its crust is dead. But at this moment, the dead rocks come alive. Basalt layers contract like muscles, granite veins pulsate like blood vessels, and the entire plateau is forcibly awakened from its slumber, emitting a low, infrasound roar that is inaudible to humans. This is the language of rocks, the voice of submission uttered by the earth when commanded by the power of words.

A series of deafening earthquakes erupted.

The earth cracked open, and the steel base sank into the liquefied rock, like a spoon inserted into a bowl of thick soup, silently disappearing.

The liquefied red rock churned up, and countless steel bases sank into the thick soup like spoons, silently swallowed and submerged.

The high-density dark energy core inside the fortress suddenly ruptured under the pressure of the earth's crust, and a violent energy shockwave swept in all directions, leveling all the surrounding layers of weapon fortresses, artillery arrays, and drone landing pads.

Debris, alloy fragments, and broken energy conduits filled the air, while smoke and dust, carrying scorching energy shockwaves, rose into the sky, obscuring the entire Martian wasteland.

Han Li:

Very well, this wave of trouble has wiped out all the work he's done over the past month. If he had known it would turn out like this, he would have sat down and had a proper talk with Lu Mingfei.

However, there's no point in saying all this now. It's a good time to try out the new armor he made based on the Shura Armor.

Han Li calmly stretched out his hands as Lu Mingfei, who was flapping his wings and charging towards him, approached him.

A sharp, precise mechanical transformation sound suddenly rang out. The outer armor of the arms unfolded to the sides, and the giant incineration cannon barrels embedded inside slowly popped out. A dazzling orange-red high-temperature halo surged deep inside the cannon muzzle, and the thin Martian atmosphere around them was distorted by terrifying heat waves, with visible heat ripples spreading out in layers.

Energy fully charged, unleash its full power!

Following Russell's naming convention, this move is called "Purgatory Unrivaled Supreme Wave Cannon!"

A dazzling red light suddenly erupted, the air around Han Li was distorted by the intense heat, and a scorching golden-red beam of light shot out from his hand.

Out.

Lu Mingfei, who was rushing forward, suddenly stopped in an instant, defying the laws of physics, and then plunged Gungnir in his hand into the ground that had come back to life.

The moment the domain opened, wind and rock merged into one, transforming into a solidified and crystallized state, like a magnificent and indestructible city crashing down in front of Lu Mingfei.

Word of Power: The Crystal City!

boom!

The violent roar was like thunder from the heavens, and the raging hurricane, carrying scorching air waves, exploded in all directions.

From the air, the smoke and dust waves surged and spread in layers, like the towering ripples created when a giant rock falls into a lake.

The red shockwave was blocked by an invisible wall, and the domain of the Glazed Brahma City was deeply dented by the boiling pillar of light. Sparks and lightning surged around it, bursting out with a noisy crackling sound.

It wasn't broken? No big problem.

Han Li's eyes, covered by the mask, revealed an eager expression. In an instant, he transformed into a silver-white lightning bolt, crushing the crimson rocks beneath his feet into dust with the thrust of the jet. The fragments, accompanied by pale blue flames, scattered in all directions like a rainstorm.

He teleported directly above Lu Mingfei, clasped his arms together, and his alloy arms instantly transformed into a massive energy battle blade. Deep blue energy patterns swirled around the blade, and tiny cracks appeared in the space wherever it passed.

Every mage has a melee mentality, not to mention that he made his fortune through martial arts.

Having been out of action for a long time, he was itching to get his hands dirty.

Lu Mingfei tilted his head, and the dragon blood in his body boiled instantly. He then withdrew and disappeared from the spot.

A deafening roar followed, and the crater's rock walls collapsed, countless crimson rocks being hurled away by the shockwave.

"Too slow."

The sound came from behind Han Li. Lu Mingfei gripped the butt of Gungnir's spear with his right hand, his arm muscles swelled up under the enhancement of the dragon blood, and he swung it around and slammed it down heavily.

Han Li couldn't dodge in time and had to turn around hastily, crossing his arms to block. He was sent flying by the sword, his body carving a trench dozens of miles long in the ground. The hills along the way were all smashed through, leaving one circular hole after another.

"Click! Click!"

Amidst the smoke and dust, the crisp, precise sounds of mechanical assembly echoed continuously. The thrusters emitted a pale blue ring of flames behind him, forcibly pulling him back from the fall.

He spun around in mid-air, flipping open the armor plates on his shoulders to reveal two small energy cannons hidden inside the shoulder armor. The moment he re-locked onto Lu Mingfei, two beams of blue energy, condensed to their maximum, shot out.

Wherever the energy beam passed, the air was ionized into pale purple plasma, and the ground was scorched into two deep ravines that stretched for nearly a hundred miles. The rocks on both sides of the ravines instantly melted into dark red magma, which flowed slowly.

Lu Mingfei's eyes flashed red, and the air in front of him exploded as if boiling. The fire element in the air was forcibly extracted and then exploded in the face of the energy beam.

Brilliant flames tore through the void, the heavens and earth roared, the void trembled, and turbulent air currents surged wildly.

The hill was instantly leveled by the flames, lava and debris flew in all directions, and a mushroom cloud ten thousand meters high slowly rose into the air.

In the low gravity environment of Mars, this mushroom cloud expanded to an astonishing size that is completely invisible from Earth. From a distance, it looked as if a blood-red poisonous mushroom had suddenly grown out of nowhere on the surface of the red planet Mars.

Han Li hovered in mid-air, his thrusters continuously spewing out pale blue, steady flames, firmly holding him in place amidst the violent airflow caused by the explosion.

His metallic mask revealed no expression, but the blue light in his electronic eyes flickered slightly. His thermal detectors indicated that there was still a heat source at the center of the explosion, and the temperature of that heat source was rising rapidly.

The billowing dust was forcibly torn apart by an invisible dragon's might.

Lu Mingfei stood at the epicenter of the explosion, the tip of his Gungnir gleaming coldly, the crimson-gold flames of destiny burning along the shaft from the butt to the tip, the tip pointing directly at Han Li's chest, ready to strike.

The rules of the Spear of Destiny are already set; once it is thrust out, almost nothing in the world can stop it from piercing the chest.

Han Li was well aware of the advantages and disadvantages involved, and immediately decided to strike first.

The output power of the lightning core inside his body was directly maximized, and the light from his entire suit of armor surged to an extremely dazzling level, almost making it impossible for anyone to look directly at him.

But the next moment, a buzzing crushing sound rang out in the void, and a dazzling golden light crashed down from tens of thousands of miles away, forcibly interrupting the battle between the two.

The two turned their heads and saw another purple light approaching from afar, breaking through the air.

What's going on?

Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the golden light that had landed soar into the sky again.

Ye Fan's back suddenly arched like a dragon's spine, and the entire wasteland beneath his feet trembled violently. The reddish-brown earth was like a surging crimson ocean, with towering waves rising up.

He thrust out his spear suddenly, and a blurry and desolate phantom of a celestial king rose up from behind him with overwhelming majesty.

Nine layers of heaven unfolded beneath the phantom's feet, each layer resonating with ancient and distant sacrificial chants, as if all the heavens and myriad realms were bowing in worship. Golden divine light poured down, almost completely dyeing the sky of the entire ancient star Yinghuo.

Russell, who was chasing after him through the air, was also filled with fighting spirit. His purple-gold divine blood burned wildly all over his body, and he held the Overlord Halberd high in his hand. Suddenly, a phantom image of the god Pangu, who stood tall and upright, appeared.

The phantom stood barefoot on the ground, its head reaching the heavens. Its muscles bulged like mountains, and it held a divine axe that could split the chaos high in its hand. It slashed down fiercely at the celestial king's descent into the world. A ferocious dragon head phantom appeared on the blade, its blood-red maw roaring and shattering the thin Martian atmosphere.

The spear tip and the halberd tip collided with a thunderous crash, instantly unleashing a divine light that pierced the heavens and earth. The celestial king's extraordinary appearance and the divine form of Pangu clashed violently, transforming into a shower of fine, dazzling light that cascaded down upon the wasteland.

The two no longer focused on competing in supernatural phenomena. Instead, they sprang into action, abandoning all fancy moves, and engaged in the most dangerous and ferocious close-quarters combat.

Russell's halberd swept across the sky with powerful, sweeping strokes, each strike carrying the force of a tyrant shattering the heavens. The blade tore through the air, leaving...

The purple trails below resembled celestial blades slashing down upon the mortal realm.

The Overlord Body lineage is known for its physical strength, and the Fangtian Halberd in his hands is even more powerful, reaching the extreme of dominance.

Ye Fan's spear moved like a dragon, the black spear in his hand transforming into streaks of lightning, thrusting, parrying, striking, and pressing, each strike containing the unique, invulnerable power of the Holy Body.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

The spears and halberds clashed wildly, the deafening clang of metal striking metal echoing continuously. Golden spear light and purple-gold halberd light intertwined, the violent energy clearing away the crimson dust within a radius of thousands of miles. The ground beneath their feet cracked inch by inch, with bottomless giant fissures spreading outwards, magma churning and rocks shooting into the sky.

The Martian crust groaned under the strain of the clash of their weapons, and deep shockwaves traveled along the planet's interior to the other side.

Han Li and Lu Mingfei, who were fighting here, exchanged a glance and then decisively left.

They could see clearly that Russell and Ye Fan were completely engrossed in their fight, their eyes fixed on each other, their only thought being to utterly defeat the other. Staying on this battlefield would only result in being caught in the terrifying aftershocks of the battle and suffering collateral damage.

Soon, their deadly duel swept across the entire Martian battlefield.

Zhang Xiaofan and Upper Corpse Han Li, who were locked in fierce battle, Xu Qi'an and Klein, who were pulling and grappling with each other, and Xiao Yan and Middle Corpse Han Li, who had been slacking off, were all affected by the devastating aftershocks.

Golden and purple fist energy and halberd light descended from the sky, smashing their respective battle circles into pieces. Everyone looked up at the sky, watching Ye Fan and Luo Su fight each other fiercely and relentlessly, traversing the heavens and the earth.

One second they were above the clouds, the next they had crashed deep into the earth's crust, and then burst out from the surface on the other side, like two marbles that never stop rolling.

In the end, the two simply abandoned their weapons and engaged in hand-to-hand combat with their bare hands.

Every punch landed with a thud, every palm drew blood; it was a pure clash of physical supremacy, leaving the onlookers trembling with awe.

puff!

Ye Fan delivered a powerful golden holy body palm print to Russell's chest. The immense power of the holy body forcefully penetrated through him. Russell groaned, his chest suddenly caved in, and purple-gold divine blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth.

But the Overlord's physical body was inherently fearless of death. Instead of retreating, he advanced, enduring the excruciating pain, and delivered a powerful backhand punch that slammed heavily into Ye Fan's shoulder.

With a crisp crack, the shoulder blade instantly fractured and tendons snapped, scalding golden holy blood splattering everywhere.

The two staggered backward at the same time, regaining their balance, and faced each other from a distance of a hundred feet.

His aura had clearly weakened, but the fighting spirit and intensity in his eyes had reached an unprecedented peak, as if he wished he could fight another three hundred rounds immediately.

Before they could make another move, in the distant outer space, space violently distorted and trembled, and a phantom gate to hell appeared.

A four-armed humanoid demon dressed in a long red and purple robe stepped out from it.

In an instant, both of their gazes were fixed on Zhou Lan, who had just been born and was ready to make a name for himself.

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