Moe Girl Guardians

Realizing what was happening, Mekal roared and immediately used his power of lightning to summon endless blue-white lightning once again, striking towards Wu Feng in an attempt to disrupt the source of everything.

A sneak attack... What god of shadows wouldn't be cursed to death by you? When it comes to shamelessness, who can compare to you?

Calmly ignoring Mekal's words and the impending lightning, Wu Feng continued to maintain [Phoenix Butterfly's Death Shot]. At this range, Mekal had no chance of escaping. "You're so big, and you still have to look up at me? I've been annoyed for a long time!" If it weren't for his enormous size, and the fact that [Railgun] couldn't cause much damage, he would have finished off Mekal in one round.

Light guns and light butterflies continued to appear, and finally countless bolts of lightning descended, carrying the momentum of destruction, and blasted towards Wu Feng. But as soon as they reached the Hell Painting Fan, a layer of blue-purple light flashed, blocking them outside the fan. No matter how much thunder and lightning struck, they could not advance even an inch.

【The Death Gun of the Phoenix Butterfly】must be cast continuously, and the caster cannot leave the area in the center of the fan, otherwise it would not be just a B-rank skill. However, there will also be corresponding defensive measures.

The Hellfire Landscape Fan itself has a certain defensive capability. Although it can hardly withstand powerful attacks, it can hold out for a while against ordinary lightning.

Just as he was feeling smug, Wu Feng's ears twitched. He seemed to hear a sound, which was initially barely audible but gradually became clearer. A series of crisp cracking sounds rang out, and cracks appeared one after another on the blue-purple light outside the fan under the attack of lightning.

"Damn it, you bastard, you've been shameless again!" Wu Feng couldn't help but complain about the situation. You accused someone of sneak attacking you? What kind of person are you?

Looking at Mekal's side, his hands were indeed empty. He nominally attacked with lightning, but in reality, he used it as a shield. His real trump card was a divine artifact mixed in with his attacks.

The Hell Painting Landscape Fan's defense could withstand ordinary attacks, but as for divine artifacts... forget it. In just a few hits, the net-like cracks were already covered with blue-purple light. Then the defense shattered, and the blue-purple light, now in fragments, gradually faded away. The divine artifact, accompanied by a sky full of lightning, fell again.

Having made preparations in advance, Wu Feng once again used the gap to leave his original position, and the [Phoenix Pattern Butterfly's Death Gun] was forcibly interrupted. However, the time he had gained earlier had already filled the sky with bullets. Blue and purple light butterflies and light guns attacked Mekal one after another.

At the critical moment, Mekal's enormous body suddenly disappeared from the ground. Upon closer inspection, a figure appeared in its original position, the same three-meter giant form from their first meeting. It had abandoned its divine body and shrunk in size to reduce the area it would be damaged by.

As the barrage arrived, endless locusts reappeared, enveloping Mekal and concealing his form, while simultaneously flying towards the light butterfly, intending to intercept it from ahead.

Each purple butterfly bursts open, and the brilliant shards of light can carry away locusts within a range of tens of meters. However, without follow-up support, the number of butterflies eventually cannot keep up with the number of locusts, and they are gradually blocked.

The light butterflies were blocked, but the highly penetrating light guns were barely affected. The light guns, mixed in with the locusts, successfully passed through the obstruction of the purple butterflies and attacked the source behind them.

[The Death Gun of the Swallowtail Butterfly] The barrage of attacks was gradually neutralized. In the sky, the blue-purple light butterflies disappeared, and the endless locusts also gradually faded away, revealing the giant-like Mekal. On his shoulder, the skin was gone, and the flesh was a bloody mess; he had not been able to completely evade the light gun's attack. (I created a group because of the recommendations. The verification information is book title + ID. Anyone want to join?)

Chapter 121 Things Went Too Far

Wu Feng was somewhat frustrated that his elaborate attack had yielded no results. He called out to the person leisurely perched in the tree.

"Vereslana, have you had enough of the show? It's about time you got up."

A few seconds after Wu Feng shouted, Vereslana floated gently up from the tree and landed on the ground. His tattered clothes, which had been pierced through, had been restored to their original state. He said in a tone that was hard to tell whether he was excited or calm, "The power you possess is truly astonishing. The lightning just now brought me to the brink of death, and I had to activate the Ram to heal my injuries."

The ram, one of the ten incarnations, has the healing effect of restoring a severely injured body.

If everyone's attention wasn't on you, they would have just slapped you to death... Although with Mekal standing there, Wu Feng didn't think he had a chance to succeed... The two sides looked hostile, but now there were signs of them ganging up on him.

"Your source of power is this beautiful courtyard, so let my blade sever it with my own hands." A golden sword appeared in Vereslana's hand, and his bright eyes were also tinged with a pale golden light.

From the moment they stepped into this place, the opponent's power increased as if they were a completely different person, receiving a comprehensive improvement. Even if Vereslana was slow to realize the reason, the reason why he hadn't used it was because he was considering the god the opponent had killed.

It's still uncertain, but since the other party gave him such a generous gift, he has to reciprocate.

"You are called the most ancient king, your power tainted with the power of death. Not that you control death, but that you govern all life that dies. Egyptian, Babylonian, or perhaps a more Eastern god, or more like a Western god in comparison, let me discern which one it is." The golden sword in Vereslana's hand shone brightly, its shape gradually beginning to distort.

The warrior among the ten incarnations possesses a golden sword that can sever divine power and seal authority, while also having the insight to see through the essence of gods.

"Divine beings no less than ourselves, the kings of the underworld whose names are known throughout the world: Morte, Osiris, Yama, Hades, and Negal," Vereslana solemnly recited several of the most famous kings of the underworld.

“Osiris is a lavish fellow, incapable of creating such a world. If Mekal were here, it wouldn’t be Mot. Yama is an Eastern deity. Of the remaining Hades and Negal, my choice is… Hades!” The last three words floated into the air as Veleslana shouted, and the form of the golden sword in his hand changed even more drastically. The wide longsword had shrunk to half its width, becoming a weapon that resembled both a knife and a sword.

"You are a god originating from Greek mythology, who, along with your two brothers, overthrew a tyrannical rule and together divided the sky, the sea, and the underworld. You are worshipped as the god of death, and you are ruthless, rational, and disciplined. You love darkness and are known for your justice and impartiality."

In everyone's eyes, centered on the strange golden sword, the same golden sword kept condensing in the sky above the cherry blossom garden, pointing in different directions.

"Cerberus is your servant, and Heracles treats you with utmost respect. This is your status, Hades, the god of the underworld!"

As the final incantation was completed, countless golden swords in the sky suddenly began to move, their golden light filling every corner of the sky. Each golden sword plunged into the void, and with it at the center, the atmosphere was torn apart, and crack-like patterns began to spread outwards.

Two-thirds of the sky was already covered with net-like cracks, which confirmed Vereslana's suspicions. A look of joy spread across his face as he shouted, "I am the god of victory, and I will surely triumph! Let me destroy this power!"

The golden sword in his hand joined the attack. The golden sword was swung, creating the largest crack in the void. Then, Vereslana's joyful expression froze. He thought it was the last straw that broke the camel's back, but even with such a wound, the space still showed no signs of collapse.

As a god, it is naturally not foolish to think that the damage is not enough; it should be enough to sever power.

"Let's see if you can still use the ram to recover from your injuries this time." While the other party, Vereslana, was surprised, Wu Feng opened the gap again, and five special coins were already flying up.

After the thunderclap, five streaks of purple lightning streaked across the sky and flew away, leaving five more wounds piercing through Wu Feng's chest.

“My guess is correct. Why didn’t I sever your power?” Despite his fatal wounds, Vereslana’s androgynous, perfect face wore a harmonious smile as he asked Wu Feng.

"...It seems I never said this was a power, did I?" Wu Feng gave a completely unexpected answer to his question.

"Well, while it's not entirely true that it's not, at least half of it is my own power, unrelated to any authority. Your sword can sever the parts related to Hades, but the rest is my own power."

"So that's how it is. As a war god, you made a grave mistake from the very beginning. I underestimated you. Even without your powers, your strength is still among the best." After using his powers multiple times, coupled with the drain on his warrior avatar, Vereslana could no longer hold on, and his figure began to fade away.

"Hey, you're not really going to die from this little injury, are you?" Wu Feng panicked when he saw Vereslana about to disappear.

"I will not perish, but I accept your concern. One defeat is a valuable experience, but this is the last. When I return from the myth, I will challenge you again to avenge this defeat."

"Before that day comes, I bestow upon you my blessing. As the first to seize the power of the god of victory from the past, you shall be stronger than anyone else and shall not be defeated by anyone."

A faint star-shaped mark flowed into Wu Feng's body, and then Vereslana completely disappeared in the cherry blossom garden, returning to mythology.

Watching him disappear, Wu Feng thought, "What do I care if you come back or not? It's best if you don't come! By the time you come back, I'll have already run away. If you're so capable, come and bite me from another world."

The main issue is that you're gone, so who am I supposed to get Godo's powers from?! I regretted it the moment I fired the Railgun; what if I really got killed? I never expected it would actually kill me. I thought it would at most cause serious injury...

My biggest dilemma right now is whether I can still complete my mission if Godou loses his powers... I wonder if replacing him with another god would work...

After Vereslana disappeared, Wu Feng turned his gaze to another person, "Why don't you contribute?"

(Uh, I thought I could finish writing by midnight, but I was wrong. I just finished now, lol. By the way, regarding the tenfold incarnation powers, none of them will be left behind. It was too messy. Finally, I wish everyone a Happy New Year~~)

Chapter 122 Bankruptcy (Happy New Year~)

The Cherry Blossom Garden of the Netherworld was mostly cleaved in two, which naturally had an impact on Wu Feng. His strength dropped to the edge of the lower level of the Berserker rank, and two more strikes might bring him back to the upper level of the Ferocious rank. He was more than enough to deal with the half-crippled and unprepared Vereslana, but the other one would be a bit more troublesome.

No matter how shameless he is, he still carries the title of God-King, so he's not someone to be trifled with.

After glancing at the information obtained after returning the items to Vereslana, I realized that while I had acquired quite a few things, only a few were actually useful.

[Ding! Having slain the Eastern War God, Veleslana, you have obtained the Tenfold Avatar of Power.]

Ten Incarnations: Wind, Youth, White Horse, Ram, Phoenix, Bull, Camel, Goat, Wild Boar, Warrior—ten incarnations suitable for combat, each requiring certain conditions to be met before use.

Note: Leaving this world will result in varying degrees of weakening.

Ding! You have received a gift from the God of Victory, gaining the A-level Luck ability.

Luck: A stroke of good fortune, increasing the likelihood of certain low-probability events occurring.

After considering the abilities of the ten avatars, Wu Feng calmly pressed the "recycle" button, packaged and sold the ten powers, and gave them to the system. Wu Feng gratefully accepted the gifted abilities.

It's not that it lacks ability, but the limitations are too great. Using it once a day is already quite troublesome, and the effect isn't even really necessary.

Having the power of the gap speed type is useless, and who would wait so long for you to recover with the recovery type ram? Wild boar and camel are also useless. Wu Feng is worried that the white horse might burn him too. Only the goat can be released when he is of one mind with his companions, and the boy who shares his power with others.

Of the ten incarnations, only the Phoenix, Wild Boar, Bull, and Warrior are readily available, but none of them are of any use.

The warrior's sword will create a void world, which may conflict with the cherry blossom garden. Once the Netherworld Jade Tower collapses, the warrior's powers will be useless.

To be honest, it's not necessary to sell them all. Some powers are still quite useful in the Godslayer world, but the system notification... selling them in bulk will increase the price of the Holy Marks by 50%, and my integrity immediately vanished.

Tenfold Incarnation

Recycle: 150 Stigmata

Obtained 150 Stigmata, currently have 210 Stigmata.

Wu Feng was in tears. He had never had so much money in his hands before, but he was still a little short. The ability he needed to exchange for next was not enough with 210. He took out all the things he didn't need for the time being and recycled them.

Demon King's Contract (Gold Rank)

Recycle: 20 Stigmata

Designated Summoning Permit (Black Iron)

Recycle: 2 Stigmata

Designated Skill Certificate (Black Iron)

Recycle: 2 Stigmata

Rin Tohsaka's bow hair accessory

Recycle: 9 Stigmata

Armor Reinforcement Fragments (Silver) x6

Recycle: 6 Stigmata

[Master of Culinary Skills]

Recycle: 12 Stigmata

Gold-grade armor fragments x6

Recycle: 27 Stigmata

Obtained 78 Stigmata, currently have 288 Stigmata.

Aside from the few remaining Blue-grade weapon fragments, he had sold almost all his items and had very few weapons left. He had just managed to collect 288 Stigmata, but he still needed 12 more to reach the target requirement. He really couldn't bear to sell the Blue-grade weapon fragments.

"Sasha, is there any way for me to get the Holy Mark? I don't have anything left to sell." In desperation, he could only ask Sasha for help. Time was running out, and if he sold everything and still couldn't collect the full amount, it would be a loss.

"The regulations allow for a certain amount of borrowing, but it must be repaid within a specified time. Generally, the amount to be repaid is doubled within one world, and five times within two worlds. If you cannot repay, your equipment and skills will be forcibly reclaimed to make up for it. Welcome to borrow!" The devilish voice rang out, making Wu Feng hesitate.

This is outrageous! Do they think Stigmata are so easy to obtain? Even if there are only 24 Stigmata in this world, you'd need at least two Gold-level achievements plus two Bronze-level achievements to get them. It's not that easy!

"I'm sorry, Godou," Wu Feng said apologetically, glancing at Kusanagi Godou. He silently thought, "Mekal, since you made me take out a loan, you should at least do your part."

"Sasha, borrow the twelve Sacred Marks to exchange for the B-rank skill 'Variable Wings' and the A-rank skill 'Uranus System'."

In skill exchange, in addition to the price of the Stigmata exchange listed on the surface, higher-level skills will have more detailed requirements, especially those above B-rank, almost every one of which has at least one requirement. Of course, there are also a few skills that do not have any requirements, such as the Fantasy Hand, but the price is that this hand cannot use any non-natural abilities.

[Rank A skill: Uranus System] requires prior knowledge of the Rank B skill: Variable Wings.

"Uranus System, Variable Wings" exchange completed. Current remaining Stigmata: -12

He was a tycoon for just over ten seconds, then was immediately brought back to reality...

"The God of War has been defeated by you, but he has also suffered considerable losses. Does he still have the ability to fight me?" A thunderous roar resounded. Sometime later, Mekal had transformed back into his gigantic divine body. Perhaps due to the special effects of the divine body, his injuries had been completely healed.

As he said this, Wu Feng was reading the skill description he had just acquired and unfortunately ignored what he said.

Variable Wings: Icarus' core combat device, key to other systems; when activated, it increases the user's speed, enabling flight.