Too many people are dying in this chaotic world? Then I'll activate the control panel!

puff……

A top-tier male angel king, whose cultivation was comparable to that of a quasi-saint, was surrounded by layers of solid, tangible primordial holy radiance. He was being frantically attacked by five quasi-saint clones.

The Zerg clones possessed monstrous physical bodies, and their claws and teeth tore through space.

Mechanical clones unleash devastating firepower, while metal armor emanates a radiant light of destruction.

The dark clone, carrying endless void black mist, corroded holy power.

The War King's clone is unparalleled in physical combat, possessing the power to break through all laws.

The avatar of the top angel king is well-versed in holy light techniques and specializes in breaking through the essence of angels.

Five completely different powers, all of which had reached the peak of Quasi-Saint, blocked all his escape routes from all directions.

The entire dark and boundless cosmic void was torn apart by the violent energy, creating countless spatial cracks. Brilliant holy light and various colors of spiritual light of law collided and exploded wildly, and the continuous holy radiance was crushed and dissolved by the five forces in turn.

This man, the supreme angel king, exhausted his life's resources, successively unleashing three quasi-saint-level holy light treasures. Behind him, twelve pairs of gilded angel wings flapped rapidly, scattering countless blades of judgment light across the sky.

Under the seamless, continuous onslaught of the five clones, the protective holy shield shattered one after another.

Its fundamental essence has been repeatedly damaged, and the sacred power within its body has become disordered and reversed.

The battle lasted only a few dozen breaths.

A deafening explosion, so powerful it shook the surrounding stars, erupted.

His powerful body, forged over tens of thousands of years, could no longer withstand the combined onslaught and instantly shattered and exploded, with blood and flesh mixed with fragments of holy bones and scattered primordial holy light drifting across the cold universe.

Only a condensed and pure divine soul remained, wrapped in the remaining holy light, fleeing in panic, filled with extreme fear and resentment.

The airspace on the other side,

The one intercepted by Wang Sheng's true form was a top-tier angel queen with an exceptionally beautiful appearance but a deep-seated malice.

She has nine pairs of flawless white angel wings, with pale gold judgment patterns circling the edges of the wings.

The angelic holy sword in his hand, inherited from the ancient Holy Light pantheon, is a supreme treasure at the peak of the Quasi-Saint level, its blade radiating a chilling light that judges all living beings.

Boom boom boom...

Within the pitch-black, deep void of the universe, one after another, powerful and heavy fist lights and fist imprints, carrying the domineering and destructive Dao, broke through the air, their golden light shining for thousands of miles, piercing through the layers of angelic holy light and sharp sword light that filled the sky.

With each punch Wang Sheng landed, the void trembled violently like the surface of water, and the surrounding cosmic dust and small meteorites were annihilated by the power of the laws before they could even get close to the fist imprint.

The Angel Queen exerted all her strength to unleash her primal holy power, continuously slashing with her holy sword, creating a dense, layered net of holy light that pressed forward to block the enemy.

However, faced with Wang Sheng's unreasonable and brute force, the layers of sword nets shattered one after another, unable to stop the devastating golden fist force.

"Ahhhhh!"

A heart-wrenching, piercing scream echoed across the vast sea of ​​stars, and the female angel queen's bones were dislocated in many places.

Her pair of fair, jade-like hands, tightly gripping the angel's holy sword, were covered with spiderweb-like cracks and fissures.

Golden holy blood dripped continuously from between his fingers, turning into specks of burning holy fire as it fell into the void.

Her pure white holy armor was covered with countless fist marks of varying depths, almost piercing her body. Warm holy blood flowed down the armor's patterns, condensing into a pool of blood-red liquid floating in the air around her.

She was filled with horror.

Only now, after fighting for so long, did she truly understand just how terrifying her opponent's combat power was.

A one-on-one head-on confrontation is a nightmare for all angel kings of the same rank. No matter how many holy light killing techniques she is proficient in, they are all rendered useless under the absolute crushing power.

wow...

The Queen of Angels was engulfed in a surging, blazing white holy light.

"With my holy sword, I will judge evil!"

She raised the holy sword above her head and roared.

All the power in one's body, including the entire physical body, must be sacrificed to this holy sword.

The quasi-saint's sacrifice of his life was enough to threaten Wang Sheng.

The terrifying sacrificial holy power was slowly rising along the blade of the holy sword, and the ancient holy runes on the blade lit up one by one, indicating that the ultimate killing move was about to be formed.

boom!

But, unfortunately,

Wang Sheng will not give her a chance.

A giant golden fist imprint, condensed to its ultimate form, tore through the vast void, carrying an unstoppable and domineering momentum as it instantly arrived before him.

The Queen of Angels' pupils contracted sharply, knowing that there was no time to sacrifice all her essence. With great reluctance, she could only grit her teeth and activate the remaining majority of her holy power, forcefully swinging the holy sword in her hand.

wow...

A massive, overwhelming beam of holy light, like a torrential downpour, suddenly burst forth from the sword's edge.

The sword light spread across tens of thousands of miles of sky, with countless tiny sword blades floating in the void, their sharpness piercing to the bone.

If such a wide-ranging and destructive sword technique were to land among a group of immortal lords, it could instantly kill hundreds of Yang God immortal lords, its destructive power being terrifying.

However, wide-range moves always have unavoidable weaknesses, and the dispersion of power is a fatal flaw.

The seemingly overwhelming sword light was actually breached by the rapidly approaching golden fist imprint, which found a weak point.

The fist imprint surged inwards along the breach, scattering countless tiny sword lights along the way, and the immense holy power was forcibly torn apart.

boom!

The devastating force of the punch landed squarely on the body of the Angel Queen.

The sacrificial radiance burning on her body instantly extinguished, and her body shattered with a deafening roar.

Flesh and blood, sacred bones, and the remaining divine soul were all crushed by the violent power, leaving no trace of their remains.

Even the quasi-sacred sword that had accompanied him for countless years was broken into several pieces by the impact, with fragments scattered and drifting into the sea of ​​stars.

the other side,

The male angel king, whose physical body had just exploded, had barely escaped with his divine soul before it was firmly grasped in the palm of a giant pincer from a Zerg clone that followed closely behind.

No matter how much holy light and secret techniques the soul used to burn it, or how it cried out and begged for mercy, it was all in vain. Under the continuous erosion of the physical essence by the insectoid clones, it gradually turned into nothingness and was completely annihilated between heaven and earth.

"kill!"

"Kill this demon!"

"This is a devil; he cannot be allowed to live!"

……

at this time,

Roars filled with boundless rage echoed from all directions as wave after wave of top-tier angel kings, fresh from battles in other zones, rushed to provide support and finally arrived in this airspace.

It seems like they were just one step away.

But for a quasi-saint, that one step is an insurmountable chasm, enough for Wang Sheng to kill the Queen of Female Angels more than ten times over.

The group of top-tier angel kings who rushed over witnessed two equally powerful individuals die tragically on the spot. One's physical body was shattered and the other's soul was destroyed. Their pent-up anger was instantly ignited.

In the blink of an eye,

Eight or nine top-tier angel kings, clad in holy light and armor with outstretched wings, surrounded Wang Sheng and his remaining four clones, trapping them in the center.

A radiant white holy light shone around them, dazzling like a blazing sun suspended in the sky. Their chilling killing intent materialized into visible white light blades that hovered beside them. Their gazes were fixed on Wang Sheng, who was surrounded, and their hatred was almost bursting out of their chests.

"Demon, sinner who blasphemes against the Holy Light, immediately face God's judgment!"

The leader, an old angel king with twelve pairs of wings and wearing a gilded holy robe, rebuked in a deep voice, his holy sword pointing directly at Wang Sheng, his primordial holy power already poised to be unleashed.

"Rush!"

"Kill them all, turn the world upside down!"

Wang Sheng roared to the sky, his fighting spirit surging and his killing intent unstoppable.

Enduring four thousand years of hardship

Today we must not only kill to our hearts' content,

They also need to accumulate enough battle merits to exchange for the Sage's Dharma.

The dark clone beside him was surrounded by churning black mist, and its low roar echoed through the void.

"Light is fleeting, darkness is eternal..."

The mechanical clone armor roared, its energy cannons brimming with destructive beams.

The War King's clone's fists collided, creating ripples in space.

The Zerg clones' claws rubbed together, scattering sparks everywhere.

The avatar of the supreme angel king was surrounded by holy light that flickered between light and darkness.

The five clones, working in conjunction with the main body, charged out in six directions, instantly engaging in fierce combat with nearly ten top-tier angel kings.

On the vast and boundless battlefield of the starry sky, everywhere you look, there are Yang God Immortals and ordinary Angel Kings locked in fierce battles.

Various supernatural powers and spiritual lights rose and fell, immortal techniques and holy light constantly collided and exploded, and battles of all sizes were spread across billions of stars.

The battle was extremely rare across the entire front, with a single main body and five quasi-saint clones fighting against eight or nine top-tier angel kings of the same level.

Wang Sheng initiated this ultimate battle, which effectively kept nearly ten top-tier angel kings with quasi-saint combat power firmly tied down.

This greatly alleviated the combat pressure on the other quasi-saints of the Holy Martial Civilization.

At the start of the war, the Holy Light Civilization, relying on its large angel legion and abundant reserves of top-tier experts, gained the upper hand across the board.

The Holy Martial Civilization's various fronts have been shrinking step by step, with many Immortal Lords suffering heavy casualties and many strongholds falling one after another.

However, since Wang Sheng appeared and managed to hold back nearly a third of the enemy's top combat power, the battle between the lower-level soldiers and the mid-level immortal lords has not changed much.

However, on the battlefields at the level of Yang Shen Immortal Lord and High-Rank Angel King, the Holy Martial Civilization began to gradually reverse its decline, and the previously continuously collapsing lines slowly stabilized.

Boom boom boom...

All sorts of incredibly powerful quasi-saintly divine abilities erupted one after another.

Destructive holy light, annihilating fist force, corrosive black mist, mechanical annihilation cannon, and law-based sword blades clashed wildly within the confined space.

One after another, dazzling beams of light shot into the sky, repeatedly illuminating the dark and desolate sea of ​​stars.

The battle group where Wang Sheng was located shone the brightest and had the most violent energy fluctuations, naturally becoming the absolute focus of everyone's attention in the entire star battlefield.

Many top-tier angel kings who were originally engaged in fierce battles elsewhere and were preparing to leave to join forces with the Holy Warrior Quasi-Saint saw Wang Sheng's heaven-defying combat power and his ability to fight against overwhelming odds without falling behind. They all had their own ideas and planned to leave their original battlefields to come and reinforce their companions, joining forces to kill this troublesome enemy.

"Quickly stop him and save him!"

"We absolutely cannot allow him to die in battle. If Wang Sheng dies, our entire front will collapse, and there will be no chance of turning the tide!"

The remaining quasi-saints of the Holy Martial Civilization, who were still fighting hard, also saw the advantages and disadvantages of the situation and knew that Wang Sheng was the key pillar for turning the tide of the battle.

Once Wang Sheng falls, the large number of top-tier angel kings who are freed can turn around and surround the remaining quasi-saints, and the Holy Martial Army will collapse in an instant.

The group of Quasi-Saints gritted their teeth and activated their source power, sparing no effort to consume their protective magic treasures, desperately blocking the angelic powerhouses who wanted to leave to provide support, pinning their opponents down and preventing them from going to besiege Wang Sheng.

The top experts on both sides restrained each other and continuously reinforced each other, causing the battle to become increasingly fierce.

As the fighting continued, the previously distinct battle groups gradually merged together.

All the quasi-saints and high-ranking immortals engaged in fierce battles around the central battlefield where Wang Sheng was located.

The outer layer is a chaotic battle between a massive number of low- to mid-level angels and holy warriors.

The middle layer consisted of various Yang God Immortals and ordinary Angel Kings fighting to the death, while the core was a quasi-saint battle between Wang Sheng's clone and a group of top Angel Kings. Layer upon layer, it transformed into a terrifyingly large-scale, interconnected battle group.

Higher up on the battlefield, the duel between saints was shrouded in an endless fog of saintly laws, causing spacetime to become disordered and the Great Dao to be annihilated. The cultivators fighting below could not see through the fog and had no way of knowing the outcome of the saintly battle.

But everyone knows that the fate of the entire battlefield rests firmly on Wang Sheng, who is in the center of the encirclement.

If Wang Sheng is defeated and killed, the chain reaction will be like dominoes falling, and the outer battle lines will collapse one after another. The hundreds of thousands of cultivators of the Holy Martial Civilization who participated in the war will not be able to escape the fate of a crushing defeat.

"what!"

"Give me your life, die!"

In the fierce battle, Wang Sheng's insectoid clone was covered with holy sword wounds of varying depths, its insect armor was mostly shattered, and thick, blue primordial blood flowed continuously.

But he remained fearless and used his powerful physique to tear apart a top-tier angel king who was exhausted and whose defenses were weakened.

Before it could even rest for a moment, another Angel King, who had suddenly attacked from the side, seized the opportunity and pierced the Zerg clone's torso with the Angelic Holy Sword, which had condensed all its holy light. The sharp blade pierced through the body, and the massive body was firmly pinned to the void, severely injured and on the verge of death, its essence rapidly draining away.

"You lowly beast, descend to hell!"

The Supreme Angel King, who had pierced through the Zerg clone, radiated holy light, his face contorted with ferocious killing intent, as he raised his holy sword, ready to completely shatter the remaining essence of the Zerg clone.

"You want my life? Then I'll take you down with me!"

The dying Zerg clone split open its massive maw, filled with fangs, and a mad grin appeared on its face. All the remaining essence and billions of Zerg blood essence within its body instantly exploded.

boom!

A devastating self-destruct shockwave swept across thousands of miles of sky, and the rampaging Zerg primal power mixed with shattered laws raged everywhere.

Caught off guard, the Angel King was unable to dodge in time. His physical body was torn apart by the self-destructing energy, leaving countless deep, bone-revealing wounds. Most of his original holy power was blasted away, and his soul was severely injured. He used his last strength to tear through space and flee in panic, completely losing the ability to fight again in a short period of time.

Amidst the countless energy sparks emanating from the self-destruction of the Zerg clone, strands of refined and pure primordial spiritual light broke free from the turbulent currents and rapidly converged towards the center of the battlefield. Most of the spiritual light penetrated layers of holy light and merged into Wang Sheng's main body, while only a small portion was scattered by the chaotic currents of law and dissipated into the void of the universe.

As Wang Sheng continuously absorbed the essence of his clone, the blood color in his eyes grew increasingly intense, and the dormant Dao power within his body was constantly awakened, causing his soaring battle intent to reach new heights.

Prior to this, relying solely on his physical cultivation, Wang Sheng had single-handedly suppressed two top-tier angel kings with overwhelming force, forcing them to retreat steadily and become exhausted from defense, leaving them no room to launch a counterattack.

After absorbing the essence of the Zerg clone, Wang Sheng's physical body and laws both surged, and when he threw out his fists, his power rose to another level, with domineering fist force advancing layer by layer.

The two suppressed angel kings were in an increasingly sorry state. Their holy armor was cracked, their wings were damaged, and their protective holy light was about to collapse. They were being relentlessly attacked the entire time and could not even find a moment to catch their breath and gather strength.

"Immediately send reinforcements!"

The two angel kings were driven to the brink of despair and had no choice but to endure their injuries and use the secret technique of holy light communication to call for help from their nearby companions.

Not long after, the third top-tier angel king arrived.

The three powerful figures formed a triangular formation, and the three quasi-saint swords intertwined to form a holy light killing array. By using the power of the array to compensate for each other's weaknesses, they were able to barely hold their own against Wang Sheng, whose condition had surged.

In other parts of the battlefield, the remaining four clones were also locked in a desperate struggle, with the battle becoming extremely fierce.

Despite its metallic body being battered and bruised by the holy sword, and its core energy reactor suffering multiple damages, the mechanical clone still managed to hold off the two top-tier angel kings with its remaining firepower.

At the moment when his energy was completely exhausted, he detonated all the original energy in his body, perishing together with his two opponents. The aftershocks of the explosion also severely injured the third Angel King who had rushed in, damaging his holy power and greatly reducing his combat strength.

The dark clone was surrounded by three angels. Its black mist source was constantly burned and consumed by the holy light. After desperately killing one of its opponents, it followed the example of the Zerg clone and chose to self-destruct.

The dense dark essence exploded instantly, and the violent corrosive power seeped into the very foundation of another angel king, causing his holy veins to rupture and rendering him unable to continue fighting.

The War King's clone's body was already covered in fatal wounds. He exhausted all his martial arts skills and traded injuries with an Angel King of the same rank. In the end, his body shattered, and he and his enemy perished together.

The last avatar of the top-tier angel king, split off from Wang Sheng, was annihilated in a holy light explosion after exhausting its source power along with an angel king specializing in holy light judgment during a fierce battle where the laws of light restrained each other.

In the blink of an eye, all five quasi-saint clones created by Wang Sheng using a massive amount of his own essence perished.

But the results achieved in return were equally brilliant.

Eight top-tier angel kings of the Holy Light Civilization perished on the battlefield, while two others suffered severe damage to their origins, losing their combat capabilities and becoming unable to participate in subsequent battles.

In addition, Wang Sheng's main body also held back three top-level angel kings.

In this way, Wang Sheng, all alone, managed to hold back thirteen top-tier angels with quasi-saint level combat power on this battlefield by sacrificing his five clones.

It should be noted that the Holy Light Civilization has only deployed a total of forty to fifty top-tier angel kings to this star battlefield.

Wang Sheng single-handedly restrained and annihilated nearly one-third of the top combat forces, directly rewriting the course of the entire battle, and the battlefield situation ushered in a huge turning point that was visible to the naked eye.

Witnessing the heavy losses suffered by the enemy's top combat force, the quasi-saints of the Holy Martial Civilization, who had been suppressed for a long time, were greatly excited. Their hearts were filled with shock and ecstasy, and they were all secretly amazed, wondering where such a heaven-defying and powerful person as Wang Sheng had come from.

Immediately, the quasi-saints stopped holding back and unleashed their most treasured heirlooms and ancient secret techniques one after another, abandoning conservative tactics and fighting fearlessly against the remaining angelic powerhouses.

"Charge! Slaughter these self-proclaimed holy light birdmen!"

"The time for counterattack has arrived; ultimate victory is destined for our Holy Martial Civilization!"

"These filthy angels, clinging to life by their faith, shall all die!"

The shouts echoed throughout the starry sea, and the morale of all the cultivators of the Holy Martial Civilization surged. Like ferocious beasts breaking free of their shackles, they launched a counterattack against the Angel Legion without fear of death.

The Holy Warriors Alliance, whose overall combat strength was originally nearly half that of the Holy Light Angels, seized the opportunity of a great victory in the top battle and exerted its full strength. In an instant, it suppressed large numbers of angels and completely changed the initiative on the battlefield.

The countless white wings of angels were torn apart and scattered by the onslaught of magic and weapons.

The wounded and fallen angel continued to wail in agony.

The angels' corpses, their wings torn and broken, lost the support of the holy light and fell towards the distant, desolate stars, carried by gravity.

The once overwhelming pure white holy light line was torn open with countless gaps, and the angel army suffered a complete defeat, with positions falling one after another.

Seeing the army on the verge of defeat, the remaining high-ranking angels hurriedly organized all the surviving angels to raise their holy swords and utter a continuous stream of devout prayers.

"Almighty God of Light!"

"We implore the gods to bestow their divine power and drive away all evil before us!"

The prayers of countless angels converged, transforming into an invisible torrent of faith that surged into the sky above the battlefield, communicating with the primordial holy light of the distant divine realm.

As the prayers continued to rise, a faint golden glow of faith slowly emerged on the surface of each angel's body, instantly increasing their cultivation and physical strength by a full 30%.

Thanks to the boost in combat power gained through the faith of the entire population, the angel army, which was on the verge of collapse, was instantly brought back from the brink of collapse, and the eyes of all the angels were filled with fanatical white holy light.

The fearless power brought by faith overcame the fear brought by death and injury. The surviving archangels and angel kings, with their amplified power, launched a fierce counterattack.

The Holy Warrior Alliance, which had previously launched a counterattack fueled by a spirit of vengeance, saw its fighting spirit quickly extinguished by the fanatical counterattack of the angels.

Coupled with the heavy casualties and massive troop losses already incurred from the previous days of fierce fighting, their offensive momentum was abruptly cut off, and they immediately found themselves on the defensive.

The entire front was once again teetering on the brink of collapse, and signs of defeat and flight were rapidly spreading.

Many mid-to-high-level cultivators guarding the front lines felt fear and quietly broke away from the battle, fleeing towards the rear. Even a few weak-willed Saint Martial Quasi-Saints, seeing the situation deteriorating again, were unwilling to defend the battlefield and directly tore through space to abandon their troops and escape.

With the frontline army suffering repeated defeats, all the pressure instantly fell on Wang Sheng, who was fighting alone.

Originally, it would have taken three top-tier angel kings working together to barely restrain him, but with the boost from the army's faith, they transferred three more companions, bringing the number of angels besieging Wang Sheng to six.

Each of the six top-tier angel kings was blessed with faith, slightly increasing their combat power. Their eyes were filled with deep-seated hatred. Six quasi-saintly swords crisscrossed, and a dense net of holy light filled the sky. Various judgment techniques were unleashed in turn. Their only thought was to tear the great enemy before them, who had killed many of their comrades, to pieces.

"I originally thought that sending out my clone would be enough to turn the tide of the battle."

"I didn't intend to kill too many angels!"

"but,"

"Why are you undefeated?"

"Why don't you run away?"

"Why are you still trying to kill me?"

"I don't even want to kill you anymore, but you're still forcing me, still forcing me to kill you!"

"Why are you forcing me?"

"You've gone too far!!!"

Wang Sheng's face was filled with rage and murderous intent, and his roars echoed through the void.

Accompanied by a roar that echoed across the sea of ​​stars,

After his five clones self-destructed and perished one after another, the aura he had been deliberately suppressing within him was no longer concealed.

The suppressed energy surged like a flood breaking through a dam, and a vast and boundless power continuously awakened within him.

A bizarre scene slowly unfolded around Wang Sheng.

The heads of the five clones that had previously perished slowly grew out of his body one by one, along the skin and flesh of his neck.

Five different faces surrounded Wang Sheng's head.

The Zerg's ferocious insect head.

A cold, mechanical metal head.

A dark head covered in black mist.

The war king's head with its sharp angles.

The angel heads, surrounded by holy light, were scattered haphazardly, looking bizarre and terrifying.

At the same time, Wang Sheng's skin underwent continuous changes.

His right arm transformed into a massive mechanical arm gleaming with a cold, metallic sheen.

A thick, Zerg tail stinger covered in sharp barbs emerged from its back.

A pair of pure white angel wings spread out on one side of the left shoulder.

His body was divided in the middle by an invisible boundary. One half of his body was filled with a deep and boundless dark light, while the other half was surrounded by a warm and brilliant pure white holy light.

"How is that possible!"

"This... monster! He can get stronger?"

The top-tier angel king, who was fighting with Wang Sheng, saw that Wang Sheng's aura was still rising. His pupils shrank, and he couldn't help but take a step back. His heart was filled with fear, and he cried out in alarm.