I let the genie out of the bottle

"Then, let's continue our battle."

Tony said in an impassioned tone.

"That's possible, but the fight between us might not satisfy you."

Lu Ye casually pointed his magic lightsaber at the ground diagonally below and said indifferently.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Ye's figure had already disappeared.

He had noticed before that Tony's sword-wielding posture seemed to be a deliberate defense against him using Tony's magic sword to break through Tony's steel incarnation.

However, if it were before, this would indeed be the only way to break through the Steel Incarnation.

But things are different now.

Without warning, Lu Ye's half-crouched figure appeared diagonally in front of Tony, and his sword shot out like a venomous snake, viciously stabbing towards Tony's heart.

"It's useless. Your sword, which you casually conjured with magic, can never break through—"

Before he could finish speaking, a sense of foreboding arose in his mind, desperately warning him.

Tony, who trusted his intuition, hurriedly dodged to the side.

Then he discovered that the sword had pierced through his skin and penetrated his body without any resistance.

If he hadn't dodged just now, that sword would probably have pierced his heart.

His Steel Protection is actually the effect of a curse, rather than a real change in the material of his body.

Unfortunately, just as liquids with similar properties are more likely to dissolve each other, curse power or magic power cannot hinder a power that is exactly the same as itself.

In other words, the best way to overcome the obstacle of a force is to use the same force.

The sword Lu Ye was using at this moment was formed from the magical power absorbed from Tony's severed hand.

"Drink-"

Without time to consider what was going on, Tony, wielding the demonic sword imbued with the power to "sever," retaliated against his opponent at top speed.

If the opponent cannot use their previous power, they will definitely be cut in two—

That's what Tony thought.

However, the next moment, he froze.

Because his opponent pulled out a bottle made of what looked like brass from his pocket and faced the demonic sword.

To his utter disbelief, with a clang of metal, his sword was blocked, and not a single mark was left on the bottle.

"Impossible—" His eyes glazed over for a moment, then immediately brightened again.

However, this look is quite peculiar, a coexistence of madness and calmness.

Of the remaining powers, neither the rampage of steel nor the return to ancient civilization is of any use at this point.

Then, the only option left is to use one power.

The Word of Power that he disliked because it hindered his enjoyment of battle.

But, in order to achieve victory!

"Witches of Dionysus...call forth the divine child! Be intoxicated by the raging wine of the gods, abandon your homes, and wander into the mountains and forests. Worship our god!"

The rampaging divine wine, the power that Tony usurped from Dionysus, the god of wine, can create an area where magic, spells, and even powers can go berserk and out of control.

Normally, it takes a considerable amount of time to prepare in order to fully utilize this power.

Unexpectedly, it was put to use right away this time.

"Hahaha—" he laughed loudly, feeling his opponent's sword, which had pierced his chest and was about to split him in two, dissipate and turn into a ball of magic.

His own protective powers, whether it was the Steel Guard or the torn Silver Hand, had lost their effectiveness.

And the same goes for the opponents!

Without the protection of steel, blood gushed from his pierced chest and severed arm.

Under Tony's authority, the magic has spiraled out of control.

At this moment, even Lu Ye had lost most of his abilities and could only engage in close combat.

After all, even the ability to skip processes requires magic to operate.

"You've already lost." Lu Ye, who didn't have any decent weapons, gripped the bottle tightly and barely managed to block Tony's sword.

"No, not yet!" Tony's face was extremely pale due to excessive blood loss, but he still had a cheerful smile on his face. He raised his sword and relentlessly slashed at Lu Ye.

"You're really persistent—" Lu Ye sighed, shook his head, and continued to use the indestructible bottle in his hand to block the sword, "But you're also reaching your limit, you're about to collapse—ugh!"

The Sword King, Salvatore Tony, lay stiffly on the ground.

"It really hurts terribly." Lu Ye gasped, beginning to slowly recover from the injury that had almost pierced his heart.

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Chapter Forty-Nine: Celebrate! It is none other than Lu Ye, the Godslayer!

"boom."

Lu Ye casually tossed Salvatore Tony to the ground, closed his eyes, and silently sensed the magic power within his body.

Tony was undoubtedly a very troublesome enemy. In Lu Ye's opinion, even if he encountered the disobedient Mars again and fought him, it would not be as difficult as fighting Tony.

One reason might be that I and Tony are just too incompatible.

Having the ability to erase processes is like being an assassin with maximum agility but low attack power.

His most troublesome opponents are enemies like Tony, who have high attack and high defense.

Even if one becomes a god-slayer, in terms of power, a god-slayer is generally weaker than a god who does not obey.

After becoming a god-slayer, the battles have always been won by the weak over the strong.

The so-called god-killers are such unreasonable creatures.

However, what Lu Ye was most concerned about at this moment was...

Tony's magical power, or rather, his cursed power, was actually much less than Mars'.

Therefore, after a difficult battle, Lu Ye was not satisfied with the results.

Thinking of this, Lu Ye felt a little unhappy.

Moreover, Tony had already killed four Outlaws, but his power was not even enough to match that of a single Outlaw, which was reminiscent of the gradual reduction of organic matter in the food chain.

From this perspective, having a god-slayer kill a disobedient god is truly a tremendous waste.

"Mozlis, after I absorbed the power within the Godslayer, or rather, the Disobedient God, can it be restored?"

Lu Ye held the sealed bottle in his hand and asked in his mind.

"Logically speaking, once the power is absorbed by you, the upper limit of your power will also decrease. It should be very difficult to recover naturally."

The devilish loli's slow, leisurely voice rang out, seemingly indicating that she was in a rather good mood.

For her, the thing she hated most was boredom.

Although the fight between Lu Ye and Tony was nothing more than a battle of novices in her eyes, it still brought her a lot of fun, just like many people enjoy cricket fighting.

"So, it's not impossible to recover?" Upon hearing this, Lu Ye immediately revealed a kind smile.

Then, he slowly dissipated the attack that had been poised to strike.

Lying on the ground, Salvatore Tony showed no trace of his previous arrogant and reckless behavior.

He had already fainted by then; only the slight rise and fall of his chest indicated that he still had a sliver of life.

Originally, finishing off an enemy was something Lu Ye had to do, but things might be a little different now.

Godslayers are the darlings of this world.

If there is a possibility of recovery, then it will definitely recover.

In a sense, Lu Ye is an economist.

In other words, at this point, Lu Ye had already regarded the Godslayer as... a leek (a metaphor for someone easily exploited).

Killing disobedient gods and wasting so much divine power, we must pay it back little by little, right?

Moreover, although he was not a true god-slayer, he was using the identity of a god-slayer under his guise.

Although the god-slayers are irreconcilable enemies, they surprisingly share a common sense of identity.

If he has a history of killing his own kind, other god-killers will likely be much more wary of him, which would make it harder for him to harm the other god-killers.

Even so, Lu Ye was not prepared to let Tony leave so easily.

Otherwise, if he were to fully recover, that idiot Wang Dongni would probably come looking for trouble with Lu Ye again, sword in hand.

Although Lu Ye believed he would become stronger by then, he couldn't guarantee he wouldn't make a mistake.

Therefore, Lu Ye needs to find some new hobbies for Wang Dongni, so that he can shift his interest in fighting to other things and ensure that Dongni completely loses his threat to him.

Thinking of this, Lu Ye's eyes suddenly turned somewhat sinister.

He crouched down, placed one hand on Tony's forehead, and activated the worldview once again.

This time, it's not about changing the world, but about using a distorted worldview to impact other people's minds, aiming to achieve psychological suggestion and rewrite their thoughts.

In a sense, it's somewhat similar to whispering something in someone's ear while they're sleeping in an attempt to hypnotize them.

Compared to modifying the world, it doesn't place a significant burden on the user.

The only unfortunate thing is that this method can only be used when the opponent's spirit has lost its resistance.

Now that Tony has completely fallen into a coma, he is naturally unable to resist the rewriting of his mind.

After a while, he slowly got up and glanced at the house, which had been completely reduced to ruins.

The surrounding area was full of broken walls and ruins, and had been ravaged by the Tony Demon Sword. What was once a luxurious and grand residence was now even more dilapidated than the ruins of the Temple of Mars.

"Is the battle over?"

Looking at the Sword King lying on the ground and Lu Ye standing calmly, a magician murmured to himself with a somewhat dazed expression.

"This is the new king's victory! He has surpassed his predecessors with his own strength and wisdom!"

"Perhaps we Italian magicians really need to change our identity."

An older magician sighed, and upon hearing his words, many people fell silent.

Of course, there were also those who were extremely excited about it.

"Rejoice! He is a god-slayer who has plundered the power of the disobedient gods, surpassed his predecessors, and is a demon king who understands the wisdom of battle! His name is God-Slayer Lu Ye, and this is the moment for him to shine!"

"Your Majesty! Are you alright?"

While the magicians were still discussing amongst themselves, Liliana had already quickly arrived in front of Lu Ye.

After all, in her eyes, she was already Lu Ye's direct subordinate.

Subsequently, the other leaders of the magic societies also arrived.

Lu Ye did not answer Liliana's question. He put his hands in his pockets, his expression was indifferent, and his gaze swept around before landing on Tony.

Then, he let out a soft hum.

“Wang Dongni is not bad.”

His calm tone, revealing his arrogance, immediately shocked the magicians around him, filling them with even greater awe.

"Liliana, my new place should be ready by now, right?"

Lu Ye glanced at Liliana and spoke in a calm tone.

“Yes, Your Majesty, I will take you there now,” Liliana replied quickly.

Lu Ye paused for a moment, then gripped the bottle in his arms with one hand, his fingers already pinching the neck of the bottle, making sure he could open the cap at any moment.

Then, a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"well done."

"Eh?"