Super God: There's a mischievous Xi in my head

He held a strangely shaped magical umbrella in his hand, its surface etched with mysterious viral patterns—

This is not only a symbol of nobility, but also a deadly weapon capable of releasing energy waves and condensing into a physical blade.

Count Oxel slowly raised his magic umbrella, its tip pointing directly at the crowd, his deep voice echoing across the battlefield:

"Now, kneel before your new king."

Faced with the transformed King Oxer, the three Netherworld squad leaders remained outwardly calm, but their hearts were in turmoil.

An Miu stared at the eerie magic umbrella, his thoughts churning:

This person's aura is already very close to that of his father after he was punished for his sins... General, can the three of us really contend with such an existence?

But if we back down now...

Qiao Shefei's gaze swept over the energy wings on the other person's back, and his knuckles tightened slightly:

Wow, that's impressive! You're almost as good as the General... But now that you've decided to atone for your sins, how can you stop here?

Kufens felt the oppressive aura emanating from his opponent, and quietly clenched his lava gauntlets:

Ha, is this my end, Kufens? Fine, this is the judgment for the sins I committed... But... even if I die, I'll take this guy with me!

The three exchanged a glance.

That was the tacit understanding honed through a thousand years of fighting side by side. Without words, they understood each other's choices.

An Miu Xiu stepped forward first, his powerful weapon aimed directly at the formidable enemy: "The Netherworld Legion may have strayed from the right path in the past, but today, we will fight for our protection!"

Joe Sheffield crossed his blades, his wings of light unfurling: "Let this battle witness our redemption."

Kufens slammed his giant hammer into the ground, causing lava to surge forth: "Enough talk! Let's fight!"

"Well said!" Just as the three decided to fight to the death, a cheer rang out.

That voice... Anmishiu suddenly turned around, "Sabin!? And... Bal... Cook!"

"How did you get here?!" He was both shocked and anxious.

No, we can't let them stay. This level of battle is simply beyond the capabilities of their current fighting strength, which is less than one-tenth of their current strength!

Balu and the other two exchanged glances and burst into laughter. Sabin stepped forward, his eyes gleaming: "Captain, it's not just the three of us who've come."

"Could it be..." Qiao Shefei's heart skipped a beat, and an unbelievable thought surfaced.

"team leader!"

"Captain An!"

"Captain Joe!"

Amidst the shouts, familiar figures appeared from all around.

Shagula, Shahruk, Sharman... Bayobbi, Basati, Bakt... Kupeshu, Kuroye, Kusorghis...

Apart from Kula, all members of the three divisions of the Netherworld Legion were present at this moment.

Faced with the sudden gathering of the entire Netherworld Legion, Earl Oxer, who was actually Ma Tian, ​​let out a low, cold laugh.

The magic umbrella in his hand slowly rotated, and the virus patterns on the umbrella surface emitted an eerie purple light.

"What a touching reunion." The voice beneath the mask laced with sarcasm. "So this is all you have up your sleeve? A bunch of defeated soldiers."

The magic umbrella suddenly stopped, its tip pointing directly at the crowd: "Perfect timing to wipe you all out in one fell swoop, so the world will know the consequences of disobeying King Oxus!"

Dark purple energy began to gather at the tip of the umbrella, and a suffocating sense of oppression filled the air.

However, the warriors of the Netherworld Legion showed no fear and instead stepped forward in unison.

An Miu Xiu swung his heavy mace horizontally, his voice echoing across the land: "Netherworld Legion—"

"Here!" The deafening echo reverberated through the sky.

At this moment, the once-powerful Netherworld Legion has been reawakened.

Even though their strength has not been restored and the road ahead is fraught with danger, this legion that once dominated the galaxy still maintains their pride and fighting spirit.

Just as the destructive energy that Ma Tian had gathered was about to explode, a clear, mocking female voice suddenly rang out:

"Ha, I thought the so-called King of Oxx was some kind of mighty figure, but it turns out he's just a pathetic worm infected by bugs."

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that Kula had appeared at the edge of the battlefield at some point, arms crossed, with undisguised contempt on his face.

Ma Tian abruptly stopped, the energy at the tip of the umbrella fluctuating violently: "What did you say?"

"Isn't that so?" Kula slowly played with a strand of hair.

Don't tell me you can't smell the bug smell on you.

"You're courting death!" Ma Tian roared in fury, instantly turning the tip of his umbrella around and unleashing a dark purple energy beam that tore through space as it shot straight at Kula!

However, just as the energy beam was about to hit its target, a golden barrier suddenly appeared, blocking the attack completely.

The space behind the barrier distorted slightly, and a tall figure slowly appeared.

Upon seeing the person's face clearly, An Miu Xiu's pupils contracted sharply, and his voice trembled with disbelief:

"Father...General?!"

Lu Fa stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze calmly sweeping across the entire arena before finally settling on Ma Tian:

"Did you ask for my opinion before taking action against my subordinates?"

(Since most readers hoped for a happy ending for the Netherworld Legion, we will not continue to portray them as villains.)

(Anyway, compared to the villains in the other two parts, the villains in Xingtian are more 'human'; it's just a matter of different stances.)

Seeing Lu Fa suddenly appear, Ma Tian frowned. This guy's aura was almost the same as his own; he was likely a formidable opponent.

However, Lufa wouldn't give him time to think and launched an attack immediately.

Because just recently, the emperor who blasted the Yan Emperor away found him.

The moment Lu Fa saw the other person, he felt that all the earth-shattering things he had done in his life were nothing more than child's play in the other person's eyes.

What King Peer? What the strongest martial arts fanatic, Flame Emperor? What Ares?

In their eyes, they're probably just roadside hustles.

The opponent was an Armor Hero. At that moment, Lu Fa thought he was doomed, and the Netherworld Legion was finished.

But the other party didn't make a move. Instead, they asked me if I had regretted it all these years.

Lufa found it laughable that someone would ask him if he regretted it.

How many planets has he destroyed and how many innocent lives has he slaughtered over the years? All of this was to gather energy crystals from half the Milky Way to gain a voice and prove his and the Netherworld Legion's innocence.

Now you're asking him if he regrets it? How could he possibly—

Of course he regretted it!

Long ago, regret had been gnawing at his heart like a venomous snake.

Under the influence of the three sins of greed, anger, and ignorance, Lu Fa could clearly feel himself becoming increasingly irritable, easily angered, and greedy.

But he had no choice—

Once you've taken the first step, there's no turning back.

Otherwise, how could he face the soldiers who had always trusted and followed him?

It was this belief that sustained Lu Fa as he walked alone on the dark road, allowing him to endure the erosion of his reason by the genes of greed, anger, and ignorance.