The player is playing like a god, and has already advanced to Space Marine level at the start.

The raging flames turned the sandy Gobi Desert into flowing glass.

"roar!"

A figure burst out from the sea of ​​fire.

Sun Wukong's armor was charred black, with molten iron still clinging to it in several places. But he was not dead; the regenerative power of his third-generation beast body was rapidly healing his charred flesh.

"Tin canned goods!"

Sun Wukong bared his teeth. The dark alloy staff in his hand grew larger again, maintaining its length of ten meters, the perfect size for a fierce battle.

"Die, you old Sun!"

Sun Wukong leaped high into the air, and his staff whistled down.

Lu Xiao stood still, the servo motors of the Terminator armor humming under overload as he raised the massive power arm to block.

"Bang!"

Under the enormous impact, the ground beneath Lu Xiao's feet collapsed instantly, and half of his body was smashed into the ground.

It was incredibly strong; the imposter monkey went berserk.

The alarm inside Lu Xiao's helmet kept going off.

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"Is that all you've got?" Lu Xiao's voice came through the speaker, still steady.

He pulled out his leg, and blue flames spewed from the nozzle on his back, propelling his heavy body into Sun Wukong.

The two collided, and Sun Wukong was knocked back a few steps, but he reacted extremely quickly, using the force to flip over, and his staff went straight for the joints of the Terminator armor.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Sparks flew everywhere.

The Terminator armor is strong enough in terms of defense, but its agility is a weakness. Faced with the berserk Sun Wukong, Lu Xiao couldn't keep up with his speed and began to be on the defensive.

"Why aren't you so arrogant anymore?" Sun Wukong slammed his staff into Lu Xiao's shoulder armor, sending sparks flying. "Didn't you say you were going to purify me? Didn't you say I was an imposter? Come on!"

Lu Xiao was knocked off balance by the impact.

A surge of anger rose within him.

It wasn't because of the beating, but because of this thing in front of me, with that face and that name, yet it was shouting like a scoundrel.

This is blasphemy against the Great Sage Equal to Heaven.

"Retract the heavy flamethrower."

"Take out the power sword."

Lu Xiao threw away the flamethrower and drew his power sword with his right hand.

But he didn't attack immediately; he sensed something was amiss.

This feeling came very suddenly.

My heart was pounding and my blood was rushing.

The red tactical data display screen in front of him suddenly blurred, the world began to distort in his eyes, and a strange halo appeared on the gray-yellow Gobi Desert.

What is this?

Lu Xiao gripped the sword hilt tightly.

A force surged from the depths of his soul, rushing up his spine to the top of his head.

It is the gaze of that being on the Golden Throne.

"The Emperor Above"

The next second, he looked up.

The crimson tactical visor on the helmet flickered and turned a blinding, ghastly white.

Inside the helmet, Lu Xiao's eyes were swallowed by pure psionic white light, leaving no pupils.

"What is that?"

Suddenly, Ah-Zhui, who was far away, clutched her chest, feeling a heart palpitation she had never experienced before.

Yan's expression changed as well; his Eye of Insight began to alarm wildly, and the data flow became a chaotic mess.

"Unable to read!" Yan's voice was urgent. "That's pure spiritual energy, but its intensity... this is impossible! It violates the law of conservation of energy!"

The center of the battlefield.

Sun Wukong also sensed something was wrong. The blue lump of iron in front of him had completely changed its aura. Just a moment ago it looked like a piece of steel, but now it resembled a volcano about to erupt.

"Playing tricks!"

Sun Wukong roared to bolster his courage, raised his dark alloy staff with both hands, and mobilized the dark energy throughout his body.

"Take this from my old Sun Wukong's staff!"

This strike brought together all his power, and tiny cracks appeared in the space around the staff.

Lu Xiao looked at the stick that was falling down.

In his current field of vision, the rod moved incredibly slowly; he could even see the vibration of each metal atom on it.

He raised his sword.

"For the Lord of mankind."

White lightning appeared out of thin air, psionic lightning carrying a purifying will, instantly wrapping around the sword.

Lu Xiao swung his sword, his movements simple and direct.

Flick upwards.

"Sizzle"

The dark alloy rod, touted as the hardest known object in the universe, snapped the moment it came into contact with the psionic lightning.

Half of the stick flew out, the cut as smooth as a mirror, with white electric arcs dancing on it.

Sun Wukong stared wide-eyed at the remaining half of the staff in his hand, his mind blank.

"This...this is a dark alloy..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

Lu Xiao has already taken a step forward.

The Terminator armor, with its bulky body, burst forth with a speed that defied the laws of physics, instantly appearing in front of Sun Wukong.

Lu Xiao saw the flaw.

With weapons broken and mind clouded, the indentation in the chest becomes a fatal weakness.

"die!"

Lu Xiao thrust his power sword horizontally, and white psionic lightning gathered at the tip of the sword into a point of light.

"Pfft."

The long sword pierced through Sun Wukong's chest, entering from the front and exiting through the back.

Sun Wukong froze, looked down at the sword in his chest, and blood gushed from his mouth.

"you"

"It's over, imposter."

With a thought, Lu Xiao sent a surge of domineering spiritual energy lightning through the sword into Sun Wukong's body.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle!"

That was the sound of the gene engine burning out.

The super gene system within Sun Wukong's body collapsed instantly in the face of this power, and his indestructible third-generation beast body began to disintegrate from the inside.

"what!"

Sun Wukong let out a scream, the light in his eyes quickly dimmed, and his body convulsed violently.

Lu Xiao twisted his wrist, and the sword blade slashed horizontally.

"puff."

Sun Wukong's body stopped struggling and hung limply on the sword, his life force extinguished.

With the gene engine shut down, this imposter named "Sun Wukong" was completely reduced to a corpse.

All of this happened too fast. From Lu Xiao unleashing his spiritual energy to piercing Lu Xiao's heart with a sword, the entire process took less than two seconds.

The three angels in the distance were still in the same pose as before.

Ah-Zhui's hand was still pressed against her chest, her mouth slightly open.

Moi's eyes widened in surprise.

Even Yan didn't react in time; the battle was already over when her wings were only half-spread.

"This..." Ah Zhui swallowed hard. "That's it?"

That's Sun Wukong, the pinnacle of Earth's combat power. Although the angels call him a monkey, they all know in their hearts that even Yan would have to put in a lot of effort to defeat him.

But now, he was instantly killed, and even his weapon was cut off.

On the battlefield, the wind stopped and the sand settled.

Lu Xiao held the sword in one hand, lifted the corpse into the air, and swung it violently.

"Bang."

Sun Wukong's corpse crashed to the ground, kicking up dust.

Lu Xiao stared at the corpse on the ground. The white light on the helmet visor slowly faded, turning back to deep red. The sense of power also subsided, but he knew the switch had been turned on and could be used again at any time.

"call"

A long, drawn-out sigh came from the speaker.

He finally died.

Looking at the corpse, the awkwardness and disgust in his heart finally dissipated. The Monkey King in his memory should not be a biological weapon created by aliens, who kept calling people "Principal Kiran" and "Old Du".

The very existence of this counterfeit was a mistake. Now, that mistake has been corrected.

"Retract the power sword."

The longsword in his hand turned into specks of light and disappeared.

Lu Xiao turned around and looked at the three angels in the distance.

"Get down," Lu Xiao said. "Have you had enough of the show?"

Yan suppressed her shock and flew over with A-Zhui and Mo Yi, landing in front of Lu Xiao.

Looking at the three-meter-tall blue giant before them, the three angels' eyes had changed from curiosity to fear and awe.

"Dead?" A-Zhui glanced at the corpse on the ground; the dark energy fluctuations had disappeared.

"Dead." Lu Xiao answered calmly. "The gene engine burned out, and the beast body is ruined. There's no way he'll come back to life."

Ah Zhui raised her head.

"What a pity." Lu Xiao shrugged, his shoulder armor making a clicking sound. "I was having a really good time, but this imposter ruined all my fun. I'll practice again next time."

Ah Zhui didn't speak, she just nodded. The shock of that sword strike was too great; she had no will to fight now. If that sword had pierced her, she probably would have been dead on the spot.

"What was that just now?"

Yan stepped forward and looked directly into Lu Xiao's eyes.

"That's neither dark energy nor stellar energy; my Eye of Insight can't read any data from it. That power is dangerous. It seems to directly interfere with the rules of matter and energy."

The ability to sever dark alloys and instantly burn out third-generation gene engines goes beyond the conventional combat logic of the known universe.

"Want to know?" Lu Xiao asked.

"Yes," Yan answered readily.

Lu Xiao chuckled and pointed to her head.

"As for what it is..."

Lu Xiao paused, her tone becoming playful.

"Go read the Warhammer 40 novels yourself, especially the chapters about 'warp' and 'pseudo-powers.' The answers there will clear up your doubts."

Yan was taken aback. Another novel?

"I've read it," Yan said. "When you became famous in Tokyo, I read through all the information about that series on Earth."

"The book says that psychic energy comes from the warp, which is a projection dimension of the soul and emotions. People who use psychic energy are called psychics, and they use the power of the warp to change reality."

Yan's tone became somewhat strange.

"The book also says that the warp is filled with chaotic evil gods and demons. If psionic energy is used without restraint, one will be devoured by demons or become a portal to the warp, bringing destruction to the real world."

She pointed at Lu Xiao.

"Which one did you just use?"

Lu Xiao remained silent for two seconds.

"You read the book quite carefully."

Lu Xiao admitted it.

"However, you're wrong about one thing."

"The energy I use is psychic energy blessed by the Emperor. It is pure and sacred."

"As long as the faith is firm enough, chaos cannot erode it."

Lu Xiao pointed to the double-headed eagle emblem on his chest.

As for the Alien...

Lu Xiao turned his head and glanced at the corpse of Sun Wukong on the ground.

"Didn't we just kill one?"

Yan frowned, trying to process his words. It sounded absurd to interpret the novel's setting as reality, but the facts were undeniable: the white light just now did indeed resemble the "Emperor's Light" described in the book.

"Alright." Yan Shu relaxed her brow. "Anyway, you've solved a problem for Earth. Even if your methods were a bit extreme."

She glanced at the corpse on the ground. Dukao was probably going crazy. The guardian of Earth had been killed. This was no laughing matter.

"Troublesome?" Lu Xiao sneered. "This is nothing."

"Ducao and his gang will definitely come after me for an explanation."

"Then let them come."

Lu Xiao turned around, and the power backpack on his back emitted a stream of air.

"I haven't had enough killing yet."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Yan.

What do you think?

"Angels don't interfere in Earth's internal affairs." Yan shook her head. "Besides, this monkey wasn't exactly polite to us angels either. His death has nothing to do with us."

"A wise choice."

Lu Xiao nodded.

"Since we're not going to fight, I'll head back now. There's some soup simmering at home."

Blue flames erupted.

Lu Xiao soared into the sky, transforming into a streak of light and flying towards Giant Hero City.

Only the corpses of three angels and a monkey remained.

Looking in the direction Lu Xiao disappeared, Mo Yi asked softly, "Sister Yan, he just said there was soup simmering at home?"

Yan rubbed his temples.

"This is absolutely outrageous."