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Turbulent void.

"Heh~"

"How can a company that doesn't even have a decent weapon be called a giant?"

Augusta scoffed.

The sound wasn't loud, but what kind of ears did everyone present have?

I could hear it clearly.

Many of the main gods did not speak, but their eyes revealed strange expressions.

Fighting Utreid, who wields a top-tier artifact, bare-handed?

Isn't this just asking for trouble?

Just as Raven was pondering whether or not to directly confront him with his fists.

The surrounding area.

Beirut suddenly moved.

His small, beady eyes gleamed with shrewdness.

This is an opportunity!

An excellent investment opportunity!

It is easy to add icing on the cake, but it is difficult to send charcoal in the snow.

Beirut understands this principle well.

Although he and Raven had a good relationship.

But that was based on being from the same hometown and exchanging benefits.

To completely solidify this relationship, we need to increase the stakes.

"Raven!"

Beirut suddenly shouted, his voice high-pitched yet extremely penetrating.

Everyone looked at this unremarkable lower-ranking god.

Beirut flipped his hand, and a heavy-looking, jet-black greatsword appeared in his hand.

This sword has no fancy decorations whatsoever; in fact, you could say it's rather ugly.

Its surface is pitted and uneven, and its color is patchy, like it was picked up from a pile of scrap metal.

But once this sword appeared...

The surrounding spatial turbulence suddenly sank downwards.

weight!

This is everyone's first instinct.

This thing is ridiculously heavy.

"Catch the sword!"

Beirut didn't waste any words and swung it around violently.

call--

The black greatsword flew from his hand, accompanied by a whistling sound, and crashed towards Raven.

The momentum was more like throwing a mountain than delivering a weapon.

Raven's eyes lit up.

He sensed the aura of the sword.

That was... chaos.

That's... an omnivore.

Raven extended his right hand and firmly grasped the hilt of the sword.

Boom!

The void seemed to have been struck by a hammer, producing a dull, resounding thud.

Raven's arm dipped slightly, then immediately tensed.

"Good heavens!"

Raven secretly praised him.

That's a generous portion!

Compared to those flimsy rapiers, this was much more to his liking.

He's a glutton!

What is Taotie?

That's insatiable greed, that's gluttony, that's superhuman strength!

The moment Raven got his hands on the sword, he felt a strange fluctuation.

This sword actually contains the elements of earth, wind, water, fire, lightning, light, darkness... and even the aura of death!

This was not crafted using a single-attribute divine essence.

This is a weapon forged using eleven divine elements.

indeed.

Beirut, that old bastard, was really ruthless back in the day.

He killed god-level experts as easily as mowing grass and collected countless divine sparks.

He also had a lot of creative ideas when it came to forging weapons.

They fused together various divine attributes, attempting to fuse the laws of nature.

The result, of course, was failure.

Rules are not something that can be easily integrated.

This sword has become a hybrid, neither fish nor fowl.

Because the attributes are too mixed and conflict with each other, the internal energy is extremely unstable.

It's not convenient for anyone to use.

Used by water-type powerhouses; fire-type energy will cause chaos.

Used by powerful beings of the Light element, it causes Dark element energy to rebel.

Therefore, Beirut kept it gathering dust in the warehouse, considering it a failure.

Until he met Raven.

Raven possesses nine divine avatars.

Beirut then retrieved the sword from the warehouse.

In Beirut's mind.

With so many divine clones, Raven might be able to truly wield this sword.

really.

In Raven's hands.

This sword has become different.

The most distinctive characteristic of the gluttonous bloodline is that it is not picky about food!

I don't care what attributes you have, or whether there are any conflicts.

Once they're in my mouth (or my hand), they'd all be kneeling down!

The illusory image of the Taotie within Raven's body trembled slightly, letting out a silent roar.

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That domineering devouring power flowed wildly into the sword through Raven's arm.

The various energies that were fighting each other inside the sword instantly calmed down.

It's like a group of naughty kids suddenly seeing their homeroom teacher holding a pointer.

Trembling with fear, heads bowed and ears submissive.

hum!

The black greatsword seemed to come alive, emitting a joyful tremor.

A faint gray light appeared on the surface of the sword.

That was the color of chaos.

That's the color after all attributes have been forcibly suppressed and mixed together.

"This sword is not bad."

Raven held the sword in one hand and casually twirled it.

Boom!

The turbulent space ahead was shattered by the sword flower, creating a brief vacuum zone.

The power of this weapon made the eyelids of the surrounding gods twitch.

What kind of superhuman strength is this?

That sword must weigh at least hundreds of millions of kilograms, right?

It looked like a toothpick in his hand.

Beirut watched this scene and laughed so hard his eyes disappeared.

You made the right bet!

This broken sword is only a divine weapon in Raven's hands!

opposite.

Utrecht's pupils contracted slightly.

A true expert's skill is immediately apparent.

Raven's attack just now didn't utilize any profound laws; it was purely a combination of physical strength and the weight of his weapon.

However, it produced the effect of a law-based attack.

"That's interesting."

"That's interesting."

The red light in Utrecht's eyes intensified.

He doesn't need weak opponents.

The stronger Raven was, the more excited he became.

"Now that I have weapons, I won't hold back."

Utrecht swayed.

Disappeared.

It's not that it's so fast you can't see it.

Instead, it seemed to melt directly into the turbulent flow of space.

next moment.

A cold glint appeared three inches in front of Raven's brow.

Before the spear tip even arrived, that earth-shattering force of will had already blasted into Raven's mind.

Is this how it begins?

Without any probing, they came straight to the kill.

The surrounding gods watching the battle hadn't even reacted yet.

too fast!

Is this the power of the four rulers of the rules?

If it were an ordinary lower-level god, its soul would be instantly annihilated in the face of this attack.

But Raven stood there, completely still.

The sword-shaped soul in his mind trembled slightly, yet it pulverized the soul impact.

Rather than playing with souls?

Excuse me.

Taotie eats even the soul.

After devouring a large number of god-level powerhouses, he became one of the four main gods.

Raven's soul had long since become ridiculously powerful.

Utred's soul attack could not possibly harm Raven.

next moment.

Raven moved his greatsword.

There are no fancy moves, just simple sweeping attacks.

Overpower skill with brute force!

call!

With the blessing of the profound laws and the power of will.

The black greatsword stirred up a gray storm, crashing directly into that point of cold light.

clang!!!

A loud bang.

This sound transcends the realm of hearing, directly impacting the souls of everyone.

Many of the main gods turned pale and clutched their chests, taking several steps back.

Even some of the weakest among them had a trickle of golden blood spilling from the corner of their mouths.

The shockwave alone caused them minor injuries.

The center of the battlefield.

The two figures merged briefly and then separated.

Utrecht was sent flying over a hundred meters backward, the spear in his hand buzzing, and his tiger's mouth slightly numb.

For the first time, a look of surprise appeared on his usually stern face.

"What incredible strength!"

He actually lost in terms of strength?

He is the Lord of Destruction!

The rules of destruction excel at devastation and outbursts.

and.

His true form is a super divine beast born from hell.

His physical strength had long since reached the level of a main artifact.

But that attack just now.

He felt as if he had collided with a high-speed star.

In contrast, Raven.

They only took three steps back.

Each step he took into the void shattered a storm of energy.