Five hundred years of stacked Q, this one Q, unique and unparalleled throughout eternity!

Luo Tian frowned slightly, carefully recalling when this had started.

After searching his memory, Luo Tian finally settled on the Third Research Institute.

The first time Luo Tian lost control of the Soul-Sucking Strike was because the hundreds of thousands of dead souls remaining in the Third Research Institute provided assistance to the Soul-Sucking Strike, allowing Luo Tian to turn the entire Third Research Institute into a deep pit.

As Luo Tian recalled the details, something subconsciously flashed through his mind.

"The Golden Scales?"

Just as such thoughts arose, the war horns of that plane's main battlefield resounded through the sky, and terrifying battles and clashes continuously shook this land.

Pulling the thought out of his mind, Luo Tian glanced in the direction of the main battlefield with a puzzled look.

"They started fighting so quickly."

"Isn't it said that at the level of interdimensional warfare, unless there is intervention from a higher-level force, it's absolutely impossible for a main battlefield conflict to break out in a short period of time?"

"They started fighting so suddenly! Those so-called experts and professors in the newspapers are really untrustworthy!"

Luo Tian had some doubts, but he had no interest in the current situation on the main battlefield.

He was only there to deal with some unstable factors for Yin Qianyu, and he would avoid getting involved in the main battlefield matters if possible.

After glancing at the direction of the shining constellation, Luo Tian, ​​having abandoned his thoughts of finding a way to survive, headed towards the imperial city.

However, Luo Tian was unaware that although his punch was thrown casually, it threw the entire battlefield into chaos.

Before the desolate city, at the rear of the ogre army, the ogre high priest stared in shock at the desolate border city gate that was completely swallowed up in the spatial storm.

Even from dozens of miles away, he could clearly feel the terrifying supernatural fluctuations; the dense aura of death almost made the high priest feel suffocated.

"Who is this person? Could it be that a deity has intervened?"

A sense of dread rose in the ogre high priest's heart, but the sound of war horns that followed gave him a renewed sense of energy.

"Is this the war horn of our Lord? Has our Lord already begun to intervene on the battlefield?"

A look of surprise appeared on his face, and the ogre high priest's hideous face revealed an ugly smile, completely forgetting the power that had destroyed the city gate.

"Bathed in the glory of the war horns, we will surely be victorious!"

Even gods will fall before our Lord, becoming the foundation upon His ascension to the highest divine throne!

With a sudden thought, the ogre high priest slammed the totem pole in his hand into the ground, and a war-frenzy aura instantly enveloped the entire battlefield.

"Kill all who resist, and sacrifice war to our Lord as He ascends to the highest place!"

The ogre high priest's majestic command echoed across the entire battlefield, followed by fervent war songs emanating from the ogre priests scattered throughout the battlefield.

The initial ripples created by the rebels were quickly suppressed.

Amidst the battlefield, Atreus's spear was already soaked in blood, and his shield, imbued with the will to fight, was completely shattered!

Long spears thrust at him, but his powerful body, empowered by the Celestial Spirit, withstood the external attacks while his spears lashed out mercilessly, piercing through the enemies before him.

Around him, a large number of corpses almost filled the deep crater created by the Fallen Strike, and the broken ogre faces were filled with fear and unease.

Blood splattered everywhere, and limbs and severed bodies were everywhere in sight. Atreus had brought his fighting skills to the extreme.

But... everyone has their limits. Although Atreus inherited the power of the War Protoss, he never truly unleashed that power except for the strike that severed the Blademaster's arm.

From an outsider's perspective, he now possesses the body and combat skills of a true god, but he is unable to unleash the power of his divine office or the power of his divine kingdom.

As long as his outbursts are contained, and his power is constantly worn down by blood and the dead, he can be plunged into the ocean of war.

Atreus was fully aware of this, but trapped in his predicament, he was powerless to resist. All he could do was kill any enemy within his sight.

Finally, with the High Priest's aura of war fervor and the blessing of the war horn, Atreus's will to fight was further weakened.

As a spear pierced his skin, subsequent attacks relentlessly struck his incredibly powerful body.

His body slowly cracked, and the speed of his waving arms decreased visibly as the crowd gradually swallowed him up completely.

"Is this...the end?"

Atreus thought calmly, then slowly closed his eyes.

"Unstoppable!"

"Whirlwind Slash!"

A violent collision was accompanied by a gust of wind that nearly tore a huge crack in the general's formation. The massive number of elite ogres were completely crushed before they even had a chance to be knocked away.

A cheerful figure wielding a katana scooped up Pantheon, who was surrounded, and stood atop the shoulder of a gigantic stone golem that was easily a hundred meters tall, roaring:

"go!"

The stone golem hurled a fragment of an earthquake at a demigod ogre that was trying to pursue it, and then rushed toward the desolate city.

"I'm already going full speed ahead!"

Perched on the stone golem's shoulder, Atreus, covered in wounds, looked at Yasuo, who was also covered in scars, and weakly spoke:

"Lord Yasuo, you should run away first!"

I'm just a burden; I don't deserve your help.

Yasuo gave Atreus a strange look.

"Who told you I was going to run away?"

To Atreus's astonishment, the stone golem kicked over the city wall and rushed into the now-ruined electronics district.

Two figures had been waiting in front of the audio equipment store for a long time.

The massive body crashed to the ground. Yasuo, carrying the heavily wounded Atreus, fell to the ground and knelt before Luo Tian, ​​saying:

"My lord, I have brought Atreus with me."

Luo Tian, ​​who was testing the sound system, glanced at the baguette spear in Atreus's hand, which was stained with blood and the will to fight, and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

Facing Atreus, who was lying weakly on the ground, Luo Tian slammed the speaker, and music with a strange rhythm emanated from it.

"Oh oh oh oh!!!"

With a broad smile, Luo Tian half-squatted down to the music and asked Atreus:

Do you know about the Great Wilderness Starfall?

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"The Great Wilderness Starfall?"

Atreus looked bewildered; clearly, he didn't know about this skill.

Seeing this, Luo Tian stroked his chin, a look of disappointment on his face.

"So the Unyielding Spear version hasn't been updated yet?"

No, it should be said to be somewhere between the Warlord version and the Unyielding Spear version?

Thinking of this, Luo Tian slapped the speaker, and the music "Oh oh oh oh oh!" stopped instantly.

It didn't take Luo Tian long to get from the city gate to the deserted city.

Upon seeing the ogre army on the plain and the desolate city surrounded by enemies, Luo Tian immediately used Flash to teleport to the desolate city.

Luo Tian's Flash ability can theoretically teleport him to any area within his line of sight, but the 5-minute cooldown is a bit long, so Luo Tian only used Flash after seeing the desolate city.

Upon entering the desolate city, Luo Tian immediately spotted the carefree Wind Man charging through the crowd, and Atreus, who was surrounded by a large army and wore the King of Bread skin.

Upon seeing Atreus, the first thing that came to Luo Tian's mind was the most familiar name, Pantheon, before his identity as the Protoss of War came to mind.

Luo Tian had a great fondness for the character Pantheon. Even after the Warlord version and the Unyielding Spear version, when the name Pantheon changed from a human warrior to a Protoss possessing Atreus's body, Luo Tian still liked to call him Pantheon.

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Since Flash was still on cooldown, Luo Tian had the Stone Golem, who was still guarding the city wall, take action and bring Atreus back with the reckless Yasuo.

That led to the scene where Luo Tian asked the question.

When Luo Tian confirmed that the descending Protoss was a War Protoss, he was quite pleased, at least it wasn't some Twilight Protoss that could make Aatrox explode on the spot.

Of course, Luo Tian didn't know whether Aatrox was happy or not.

"Oh, right! Aatrox?"

Luo Tian suddenly turned his head to look at the demonic sword flying in the air beside him, somewhat surprised that Aatrox did not immediately start cursing at Atreus.

Even if we remove their identities as War Protoss, these two still harbor deep hatred for each other.

Beside Luo Tian, ​​the aloof nun noticed Luo Tian's gaze towards the Sword Demon and asked in a cool voice:

"Your Majesty, shall I remove the restrictions on Lord Aatrox?"

As Ivyia spoke, Luo Tian suddenly remembered that before leaving the capital, he had asked Ivyia to gag Aatrox because he was annoyed by Aatrox's nagging.

Aatrox didn't mention it along the way, and Luo Tian even forgot about it himself.

"Untie it!"

Ivania reached out and gently touched the blade of the demonic sword, then a furious voice suddenly rang out.

“Foolish nun, I want…”

Before he could finish speaking, the Sword Demon felt Luo Tian's unfriendly gaze and quickly swallowed the rest of his words.

Then, Aatrox let out a chilling laugh.

"A guy who's been manipulated like a puppet!"

Luo Tian slammed the demonic sword into the ground with a single blow, and said in a deep voice:

"Don't be rude to Ivania!"

Aatrox was speechless for a moment.

After shakily pulling himself up from the ground, he glanced fearfully at Luo Tian and Ivynia's deathly pale silver eyes, hidden within the demonic sword, and abandoned his suicidal thoughts.

Rather than risk having Zoe's name written all over Luo Tian's sword, it's better to bully a former enemy.

Aatrox's gaze fell on Atreus, whose wounds were slowly healing, and he let out a wild laugh.

"The great Pantheon? Ha↗ha↘ha↗ha↘!"

You, known as the Protoss of War, will also fall to the ground like an ant, becoming a loser?

"War Protoss? Gods? What utterly laughable creatures!"