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

"Oh? You think you can take me on?" Count Oxel said dismissively, completely unconcerned about the sudden appearance of Lufa.

"Heh, me!" As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Fa raised his hand and revealed the Asura Armor Summoner.

"That is...!" An Miu Xiu's pupils suddenly contracted.

"Asura Armor..." Qiao Shefei looked at the summoner in Lu Fa's hand and muttered to himself.

Kufensi's eyes widened in shock: When did the general...?

Holding the summoning device in his hand, Lufa's thoughts drifted back to that moment—

That person once asked him: Do you regret it?

He finally told the truth: he regretted it.

The other person simply smiled slightly and placed something on the table.

"I'll lend it to you temporarily. Go, your men are waiting for you."

Before I could react, the person's figure had already vanished.

Lu Fa looked at the table, his gaze falling on the item, and then he shuddered—

That was something he knew all too well: the Asura Armor.

Lu Fa's eyes were complicated.

The Asura Armor... was just handed over to him like that?

trust……

How long has it been since I felt this way?

Lufa couldn't remember anymore.

But now, holding the summoner, there was no longer any confusion in his eyes. After briefly sensing the location of his son An Miu Xiu's ability, Lu Fa got up and walked towards the door.

He doesn't yet know what the future holds.

But at this moment and in this place, all he wanted was to return to being the general who led his soldiers into battle and to be a truly qualified father.

With his thoughts focused, Lu Fa's eyes sharpened, and he pressed the summoner button without hesitation.

"Asura Armor—"

"Combined!"

The summoner suddenly shone brightly, crimson lightning coiled around its body, and dark purple armor parts condensed from the void, emitting a clanging metallic sound.

As the helmet finally closed and the dark red goggles lit up, a vast and powerful pressure spread out from Lu Fa's center.

"This energy..." Count Oxel couldn't help but take a half step back, his contempt turning into seriousness.

"General..." Bayob, Cook, Sabin... a group of Netherworld Demons stared blankly at that figure, as if they were seeing the commander who once led them to conquer all directions.

"Soldiers of the Netherworld Legion!" Lufa held the Asura Demon Blade, his cloak billowing behind him.

"General!" the soldiers shouted in unison, their voices booming like thunder.

"Are you still willing to fight alongside me?"

"I am willing to die for the general!"

A chilling smile crept across Lu Fa's lips: "Then let these ants see what the Netherworld Legion is all about!"

Before the words were even finished, the air had already distorted.

The Netherworld Demons simultaneously unleashed energy fluctuations suppressed for millennia.

Dark purple, scarlet, and deep blue light shot into the sky like a volcanic eruption.

"Hmph, anyone can talk tough," Little Li sneered. "The outcome is still uncertain!"

"Brothers, charge!" he roared, leading the Oxens like a tidal wave rushing towards the Netherworld Legion.

"Let me show you what true cruelty is!" Cold-blooded laughed maniacally, swinging his machete, its cold light aimed straight for Cook's face—

"clang!"

The sharp clang of metal colliding exploded, scattering sparks everywhere.

"Ha." The Molten King Kong stood in front of Cook like a mountain, his arm forcefully blocking the blade. "Your opponent is me."

"Captain!" Cook's voice was filled with joy.

Kufens smirked slightly: "Cook, don't tarnish the reputation of our Crimson Nether Squad."

"Don't worry, Captain," Cook said, brandishing his weapon, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit. "These bastards can't beat me!"

On the other side, Xing Tian had already blocked Little Li's path.

"Whether it's bragging or not—" An Miu's voice came from beneath the armor, cold as iron, "you'll find out soon enough."

As for Nina at the end...

"No need to look around." Kula crossed her arms and stood indifferently in front of her. "Your opponent is me."

The explosions of colliding energies, the sharp clashes of weapons, the furious roars, and the cold, maniacal laughter intertwined to create a symphony of destruction.

The demons' suppressed fighting spirit and resentment, accumulated over a thousand years, transformed into the most ferocious offensive, sweeping towards the Oxer army like a burst dam.

In the center of the battlefield...

The Shura Armor, like a moving dark purple mountain, headed straight for Count Oxer.

With each step, the ground cracked, and scarlet lightning snakes slithered across the armor, radiating a suffocating pressure.

"A bluff!" Count Oxel suppressed his heart palpitations as black mist surged around him.

Countless shadow blades, imbued with an ominous aura, coalesced and rained down like a storm, shouting, "Turn into a hedgehog!"

Lu Fa didn't even raise the Asura Demon Blade.

He merely raised his left hand, his fingers loosely clenched—

"Buzz!"

An invisible force field spread out from him. All the shadow blades that shot towards him froze instantly as if they had hit an absolute wall, and then shattered into dust inch by inch under the corrosive effect of the crimson lightning.

"What?!" Count Oxel was horrified.

"The struggle of ants." Beneath the Asura Armor, Lu Fa's voice was as cold as ancient ice.

His figure blurred suddenly, and in the next instant he appeared in front of Count Oxel, his right fist, covered in armor, slammed out with the force to shatter stars!

The Lu Fa at this moment was not the Lu Fa who was wavering in his heart.

At this moment, Lu Fa has rediscovered his original aspirations and is able to wield the Asura Armor!

The Mulford Vajra is like an angry god of fire; wherever his fist strikes, flames surge.

The cold-blooded machete, though sharp, was repeatedly deflected by the scorching air currents and the indestructible arm armor, sparks and molten metal flying everywhere.

"You idiot who only knows brute force!" Cold-blooded cursed, his body splitting into three strangely, attacking Cook from different angles.

"Yeah?"

Kufens smirked and instantly switched his weapon to a heavy warhammer.

His arm muscles bulged as he swung the giant hammer in a wide arc and slammed it into the ground!

boom--!

The earth trembled violently, and three blazing pillars of magma erupted from the ground, precisely locking onto the three illusory clones of Leng Xue.

Cold-blooded pupils contracted sharply, instinctively wanting to dodge, but was horrified to find that his true form was firmly locked onto by a scorching killing intent.

"I've found you."

Before Kufens could finish speaking, he stomped his feet hard, and the rock beneath his feet shattered.

The massive body of the Molten Vajra shot out like a cannonball, its warhammer, wreathed in flames that could burn everything, slammed heavily into the Cold-Blooded True Body with the force to split mountains and shatter rocks!

"Ugh—!"

Leng Xue didn't even have time to let out half a scream before he was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing violently through several ruins and kicking up clouds of dust.

Under An Miu Xiu's relentless onslaught, Little Li was overwhelmed and could only barely defend himself, unable to mount even a decent counterattack.

Each of Xing Tian's mace strikes was as heavy as a thousand pounds, causing his tiger's mouth to split open and his arms to go numb.

On the other side, Nina's situation was even more dire.

Kula's twin blades transformed into a deadly purple net of light, trapping her firmly within it.

Nina tried to control the energy whip to fight back, but it was always precisely cut off before it could take shape. She could only dodge in a sorry state, like a puppet with a pre-programmed routine, completely controlled by her opponent in terms of the rhythm of the battle.