In Douluo Continent, I saved Zhu Zhuqing at the beginning.

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"My lord, I will go and capture them!"

"No, let them come out and see me themselves."

"But this will cause panic."

"I want to instill fear in them."

The god of fear looked utterly intoxicated; the fear of others was the source of his joy.

The second-tier deities beside the God of Fear naturally understood.

Under the divine power, the sky above Tiandou City was filled with howling winds, lightning, and thunder, resembling the end of the world.

"This is divine retribution!"

Below, countless people rioted, and there were even stampedes.

"How dare you! Is Tiandou City a place for you to act so recklessly?"

As this shout rang out, a bright sword light shot straight into the sky.

Suddenly, a hole appeared in the dark clouds, and bright light shone down.

Who are you?

At this moment, the God of Fear looked at the two people flying out from below and asked indifferently.

The answer came from a refined middle-aged man.

"Ning Fengzhi, Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!"

The old man wielding a longsword swept his cold gaze across the two high-ranking deities. "Sword Douluo Chen Xin,"

"Do you intend to declare war on me?"

The god of fear asked.

"I will surely kill you today."

Those who come with ill intentions do not come with good intentions; the God of Fear in Swordsmanship clearly did not come with benevolent intent.

"Haha, how dare you, a mere mortal, speak to this god like that? Where did you get the courage?"

Suddenly, the god of fear laughed.

He never imagined he would be offended in this way.

"My courage comes from the sword in my hand! Sect Master, let me slay him!"

A resolute glint flashed in Sword Douluo's eyes.

He was prepared to fight to the death.

What happened to the Level 1 God?

He has a sword that can slay all things.

Of course, while its power is considerable, it's extremely dangerous.

A sword strike of unparalleled brilliance, a swordsman can only unleash it once in his lifetime.

Chapter 279 Uncle Jian, Let Me Do It

"Haha, that's hilarious. I admire people like you. Only when your so-called backbone is completely crushed can I taste the delicious flavor of fear."

The god of fear laughed.

He excels at breaking down people's psychological defenses.

To witness firsthand... no, to personally guide a brave person to be brutally worn down to despair, the immense fear during that period excites him and is what he most wants to see.

"Uncle Jian, let me do it this time."

Suddenly, as Ning Fengzhi spoke, his warm, large hand landed on Sword Douluo's shoulder.

"Sect Master, you..."

Swordsman swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

What he saw in Ning Fengzhi's eyes was beyond doubt.

Thus, he realized that saying more would be meaningless.

"Haha, are you kidding me? If I'm not mistaken, you're a support-type Soul Master, right? What makes you think you can fight me?"

The god of fear laughed coldly.

It's fine if I offend you.

What are you doing to yourself now?

This is an insult.

Can you bear it?

"Hmph, I will first detain you, and then use the soul-searching technique."

At this time, as the lackey of the god of fear,

The second-tier deity beside him knew it was time to make a move.

But the next moment, they were stunned, as if they had seen a ghost.

Then Ning Fengzhi took out a scroll from the soul tool space.

"This, this is..."

Swordsman was moved.

He recognized him.

Isn't this a painting personally bestowed by Mr. Lin?

"Uncle Jian, do you still remember this painting? At the time, you all thought I was flattering Mr. Lin, but that's not the case."

I truly grasped its profound meaning…

Ning Fengzhi pulled with both hands and suddenly unfurled the scroll.

He said loudly, "Actually, you are all wrong. This is a sword that can split the heavens and the earth in two!"

Sword Douluo was stunned, and so was the God of Fear.

Is this a sword?

Are you kidding me?

But when they looked at the scroll, the world seemed to change.

They saw a scene of chaos in the world.

But no one knows who put pen to paper in this chaos, thus dividing heaven and earth.

"Does this scroll record the process of the Creator God creating the world? How could such a terrifying scroll appear in the world?"

The god of fear cried out in astonishment.

It's hard to imagine that the god of fear, who always finds pleasure in fear, would also experience terror.

but.

How can I not be afraid?

In addition to these, there is another emotion called awe.

He sensed a power that could create the world, a power that even gods would find insignificant in comparison.

escape!

Both humans and gods are living beings, and when faced with an insurmountable force, they instinctively want to flee.

but……

He realized it too late.

When that jet-black, heavy stroke appeared between heaven and earth, his body and the body of the second-level god beside him were split in two without any resistance.

"How could such a powerful person appear in this world? Even the God-Kings of the Divine Realm couldn't kill a Level One God with just a painting."

A feeling of regret arose in the heart of the god of fear.

If the God of Fear were given another chance, he swore he would never come to the Douluo Continent again.

At least, I won't come to this Heavenly Fighting City anymore.

Unfortunately, there are no "what ifs".

……

Soon, the descending divine army discovered the anomaly, and the God of Fear perished.

This was so sudden, we weren't prepared at all.

"Something terrible has happened."

In the realm of gods, the God of Destruction and the God of Asura, who had just calmed down, trembled violently upon hearing this exclamation.

"Why are you so flustered?"

The god of destruction then spoke out in rebuke.