Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

Makoto Haramura's words directly struck at the Marquis of Voban's greatest sore spot.

As the oldest god-slayer, the Marquis's powers are all the kind that are very powerful against mortals, but become quite weak when facing beings of the same level.

It's like a pack of greedy wolves.

In normal times, the old wolf's powers of "wolf" and "karmic fire" are enough to deal with everything else.

The wolf is his most readily available power, and the power he has developed to its fullest extent.

"Karmic Fire" is his most powerful offensive ability; even the strongest defensive armor, made of steel, can be pierced by its power.

But now, his two most powerful and effective abilities have become ineffective.

Looking across at the other side now, not a speck of dust has settled on it; it remains as pristine as a celestial being.

Marquis Voban had to admit one thing.

That meant that her pride and self-respect were nothing in front of this man.

"Fate is so unfair."

Supporting his already broken body, Marquis Voban stood up, his eyes filled with rage.

"Over hundreds of years, I have killed the most disobedient gods and possessed the most power, yet I was defeated by someone who has been a god-slayer for less than a few years. Does this mean that all my hard work and efforts over the years have been in vain and were all for naught?"

He was indeed angry, but he was even more jealous.

Insane jealousy.

What is the fundamental reason behind Makoto Haramura's formidable strength?

Marquis Voban had no idea.

The difference was so great that this was what Marquis Voban found truly unacceptable.

"So, are you going to kneel down and beg for mercy?"

Taking a few steps forward, Makoto Haramura looked at Marquis Voban with great interest.

"Actually, that's about right. After all, you've held out in my hands for so long, you have something to be proud of."

"We have enough to brag about."

"Even though I was deliberately giving in to you in all of this."

"What a humiliation!"

# appeared repeatedly on Marquis Voban's forehead, his fingers moved constantly, and his eyes were filled with savagery.

At this moment, he was in a very miserable state.

Looking at his current severely damaged state, one might wonder where his confidence in spouting such nonsense comes from.

"In that case, I'll reveal my trump card."

Amidst such a roar, Marquis Voban straightened his bent back, reached directly into his left chest, and ripped out his own heart.

Even the aged god-slayer, after his heart was removed from his body, did not die immediately like a normal living being.

Instead, he was spitting blood and had dark circles under his eyes, looking like a dying man.

"—Serpent! Reborn from the dead, you become a dragon! Having survived death and awakened from the underworld, I will bring destruction and shadow! I will adorn this world with terrifying flames."

To defend his dignity and prove his strength, Marquis Voban did not hesitate to use his strongest trump card.

The 'Black Dragon of the Underworld' can bring the dead back to life.

Its ability is to put the physical body into a state of suspended animation, while the spirit transforms into a huge black dragon. During this period, the physical body is defenseless, but the black dragon, now possessing a physical form, can destroy everything around it with its massive body and can also transfer to the realm between life and death.

This is a power that can only be activated if the user's own death is a prerequisite.

Using this power not only consumes a massive amount of magical energy, but also means that after using it once, you cannot use this skill again for the next three months.

Under Makoto Haramura's gaze, a thick, dark mist rose from the aging body that had clearly lost all signs of life.

When this mist was in the air, it condensed into a dragon.

The bright silver armor gleamed on the spine, and beneath that armor, one could vaguely see the blood flowing like lava.

The black dragon's enormous claws embedded themselves in the ground, using its solidified, massive divine body to protect the already battered human body.

"—Laaaa!"

The black dragon roared.

The entire land began to tremble and crack due to the black dragon's roar, as if experiencing a magnitude 10 earthquake.

"So what's the point of struggling so hard?"

Makoto Haramura gently shook his head.

The illusory image of the millstone behind him did not disappear; instead, the image of a large-footed argali holding a treasure shield lit up.

Encased in crystal and nearly a hundred meters tall, the Bigfoot argali, exuding the wild aura of a savage beast, appeared behind Makoto Haramura.

After Marquis Voban transformed into a black dragon, he charged toward Makoto Haramura at an unstoppable speed.

In his eyes, nothing could stand in his way.

Any obstacle in his path would be crushed into dust by his massive body.

"Ouch!"

The moment the black dragon charged over, the Divine Sheep Vajra went into a berserk state and charged toward the black dragon that Marquis Voban had transformed into.

This is the purest form of combat, a battle between forces.

The Divine Sheep Vajra even abandoned its own diamond shield, wielding its enormous fist, and began to suppress the Black Dragon.

Yes, currently, the Divine Sheep King Kong is suppressing the Black Dragon.

Although Number One abandoned the defense of her shield, she instead strengthened the crystals on her body, making the defense level of her crystals several levels higher than before.

It was precisely because of this that both the black flames spewed out by the black dragon and the aura of death deliberately conveyed by the black dragon were reflected back by the shimmering crystal.

"It's not a very strong dragon."

"You're using this as your trump card just because it's this simple? Is there something special about it?"

Touching his chin, Makoto Haramura watched the monster extravaganza unfolding before him with great interest.

In terms of the intensity of the flames, the black flames spewed by the black dragon are no match for the karmic fire of the red lotus. In terms of restraint, its death is no match for the wolf's devouring of light.

It was at this moment that a clear and melodious voice suddenly broke into the battlefield.

"What a disgrace, old man."

……

Raindrops the size of peas fell from the sky, and in the pouring rain, a girl with jet-black hair stepped out of a luxury car.

She was dressed in the attire of an ancient Chinese lady, with blue and white floral shoes on her feet and a white feather shawl draped over her shoulders. She looked like a fairy descending from the sky, gracefully traversing the forest, avoiding the rain.

Behind her was a boy who looked to be about fourteen or fifteen years old, following closely behind the girl.

"Heavy rain, thunder, and gale-force winds; it seems that old guy really is ahead."

"That is his power, no doubt."

She had clashed with the Marquis of Voban many times and knew all too well his power to manipulate the weather.

Although this power has almost no effect on god-killers.

However, the Marquis of Voban is very accustomed to using this power to create so-called home advantage for himself.

After a few more forward dashes, Luo Hao stopped.

"It's almost done, eagle transformation."

"Yes, master."

The boy hurriedly knelt down in front of Luo Hao, not caring whether the ground beneath his feet was muddy, and knelt directly on the muddy ground.

"Although I don't know whose subordinates these idiots around me are, I'm ready to go up and fight their master. Eagle, do you understand what I mean?"

"Yes, disciple will definitely defeat them."

Lu Yinghua readily agreed.

How many people are on the other side? How strong are they?

These things were completely unimportant to Lu Yinghua. It wasn't that she herself was arrogant; it was just that he only had the right to agree, not the right to resist.

"very good."

Luo Hao nodded in satisfaction. In fact, she believed that her apprentice would never embarrass her.

Then she removed the red jade hairpin from her hair, letting her dark hair cascade down like a waterfall.

"I'll be right back."

Chapter 321 One against two

Just as Luo Hao firmly believed that her apprentice could not bring her defeat, she was equally certain of her own victory.

"It seems that old man has been driven into a corner. If I can defeat him, I can prove that I am the strongest."

She moved forward faster and faster, until finally she even leaped into the air.

At the same time, her palms fell naturally downwards, her ring fingers slightly bent, as if forming some kind of unknown hand seal.

This is nothing more than that.

It was Luo Hao, this god of war among mortals, who created a palm technique powerful enough to kill gods.

"Flying Phoenix Twelve Palms" - "Falling Phoenix Palm"!

A violent surge of magical power erupted from her body, flowing down her arm and into her palm.

"—'Falling Phoenix Palm'."

The girl let out a delicate shout, and a golden handprint was released directly from her palm, a large golden handprint descending from the sky.

This enormous handprint even had the effect of blotting out the sky, instantly extinguishing all the light from the sky that was not previously covered by dark clouds.

"Luo Hao, who asked you to meddle in other people's business?"

A beast-like roar came from below the palm print, followed by a black pillar of fire shooting straight into the sky.

"boom--!"

The terrifying sound of the explosion spread outwards.

The two powerful spells clashed violently, even disrupting the surrounding magnetic field. Then, the palm shattered and the flames melted away, and Luo Hao's graceful figure once again hovered high in the sky.

"Don't get me wrong, Voban. I didn't mean to save you. I just wanted to test the methods of my new comrades."

Facing Marquis Voban, who had transformed into a black dragon and was roaring below him, the leader of the Luo Hao sect seemed to not even bother to give him a second glance.

That's just the way it is.

Her palm strike just now was actually aimed at the Divine Sheep Vajra released by Makoto Haramura.

However, the Divine Sheep King Kong had already completely entangled Marquis Voban in battle.

That's why it seemed as if Master Luo Hao's actions just now were deliberately helping Marquis Voban.

"Yeah."

"So, what does the Master think of my star beast?"

Looking at the woman in the sky, Makoto Haramura was also a little surprised.

He did know this woman; after all, she was quite famous even in the realm of god-slayers.

However, this woman has been living in seclusion for many years. Unless a rebellious god appears in China and she has to deal with it, she never goes abroad.

That's why she came here, and Haramura Makoto felt a little surprised.

"It seems that what was said was true."

Luo Hao frowned slightly as she stared at the huge argali sheep below that had already raised its shield.

She was never one to believe rumors; she preferred to trust her own judgment rather than rumors.

That's why I slapped him just now.