Chapter 129

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

A moment later, Herzog finally broke through the fear in his heart and began to roar hoarsely, his expression gradually becoming manic!!

"You're already dead! You're already dead! Why is it like this! Why is it like this! Why did you have to come back at this time! Why!!"

"So noisy. Do you know your voice is very unpleasant?"

Wu Xian dug his ears and said with a face full of disgust: "Also, what's with this way of repeating everything you say twice? Did you not become the Bai Wang, but a repeater?"

"He's not a repeater, just a clown."

Uesugi Koshi sneered, raising his hand to grip a pitch-black long sword tightly, wanting to rush over right now and chop the monster opposite into eight pieces.

Unfortunately, he could only think about it, because he knew that no matter how dirty and despicable the opponent's interior was, he had ultimately obtained the power and Authority of a god.

Looking through ancient and modern times, only that supreme, virtuous, and ultimate existence could defeat and kill him.

Thinking of this, Uesugi Koshi couldn't help but shift his gaze to Wu Xian, the expression in his eyes incomparably complex.

Clearly, he and Herzog had thought of the same thing, thinking Wu Xian was that Black Emperor, the true supreme of the dragon race, and was feeling worried about his daughter's future.

"Clown or repeater, no matter what he is, he has to die here today."

Wu Xian noticed Uesugi Koshi's complex gaze but was too lazy to explain.

After all, as time passed, his strength would only grow stronger. By then, even if he said he wasn't Nidhogg, it's estimated no one would believe him.

Since that was the case, he would just tacitly accept it, and this was likely the purpose of that little devil who had been helping him all along.

"Alright, you've seen everything you wanted to see. Next, leave this Nibelungen... Remember, protect Erii's safety well. Otherwise, even if you're the father-in-law and brother-in-law, I will still lose my temper."

After saying that, Wu Xian didn't say more, directly wrapping himself in mental telekinesis and, like a cannonball, throwing himself toward Herzog's direction in the sky.

Amidst a dull boom, a sonic boom cloud suddenly burst open, and Wu Xian's body, under the protection of telekinesis, rubbed violently against the air, as if bathing in flames.

At the same time, his body also began to change.

His figure began to expand, suddenly exceeding two meters from his original youthful stature.

Scales sprouted on the surface of his skin, like armor forged from bronze or even red gold. Steel-like muscles undulated slowly beneath the scales, and his entire skeleton emitted slight cracking sounds.

Immediately after, a pair of fleshy wings broke through his back, also covered in scales. Against the backdrop of the flames, they looked like a burning cross, appearing both sacred and ferocious.

Compared to Herzog, who had a dragon tail and an image closer to a Dead Servant, the current Wu Xian was the ultimate monster.

His body was a mixture of human and dragon, angel and demon, and various other elements—incomparably sacred, yet incomparably evil, as if a collection of contradictions.

The reason for such a change was that when he met the Reincarnator Wu Xian last time, besides exchanging for 【Spirit·Precepts】, he had also obtained a technique called "Violent Blood" from the Main God.

This was originally a technique for ancient hybrids to weaken human will so that dragon genes would present an overwhelming manifestation, thereby increasing bloodline purity; thus, it was also known as the "Path to Godhood."

Its side effects were extremely great; once activated, it could not be stopped, and there was a risk of falling into a Dead Servant at any time. Even after continuous improvement by the Secret Party and successive Lionheart Societies over a thousand years, there hadn't been much change, so it was listed as a forbidden technique.

However, the same saying applied—Main God products are guaranteed to be high quality.

Wu Xian's version of "Violent Blood" had reduced the side effects to the minimum.

At least before the theoretical fifth-degree Violent Blood, as long as mental strength was sufficient, one could preserve human will to the greatest extent and would not fall into a Dead Servant.

Of course, although it was the minimum, there was still a slight side effect.

For example... being particularly brutal!!

"Roar roar roar roar roar roar————————！！！！"

Wu Xian opened his mouth wide, emitting a roar similar to a beast. The terrifying sound waves rippled out, and the entire Nibelungen seemed to be trembling faintly.

Seeing this, Herzog also roared and rushed over, but if anyone could see his eyes at this moment, they would be able to find a trace of an emotion called fear.

"Boom————————！！！！!"

Half a second later, the two monster-like figures collided violently, bursting out dazzling white light in mid-air, like a white lotus in full bloom.

Immediately after, they flew out from the white light, forcibly stopping after retreating hundreds of meters each, and then simultaneously flapped their wings, colliding again. This repeated, endless and unceasing.

Air waves exploded violently, and every clash between the two sides caused the space to tremble.

Wherever they passed, the earth cracked and the mountains shattered.

Everything was easily destroyed as if it were bubbles. The bursts of energy that swept in all directions and turned into wild winds, amidst the thunder and lightning in the sky, embellished this apocalyptic scene with brilliant marks.

This was the scene Erii saw last.

Those scarlet eyes carried deep worry, but she didn't act like some female lead in a TV drama, wanting to help the protagonist despite her own inability, ultimately becoming a burden.

She knew that was not her battlefield, especially with her Spirit sealed; she didn't even have the qualifications to approach the battlefield.

"Don't worry, Erii. Mr. Wu will be fine."

The exit of the Nibelungen was right in front of them. Gen Chisaki looked at the solemn-looking Erii and said, fearing his sister would do something stupid at the last moment.

"I'm very worried, but I believe in Godzilla. He will definitely win the victory!"

Saying this, Erii actually quickened her pace, rushing toward the entrance leading to the real world faster than her father and two brothers.

On the other side, the battle between the two monsters was still continuing.

The rhythm of their battle was getting faster and faster, and the range was getting wider and wider.

Not long after, everything within a dozen kilometers had turned into broken ruins and scorched earth. Hundreds of deep pits appeared out of thin air, as if they had been baptized by a real meteor shower, making people feel shocked.

This was the battle between Dragon Kings; to ancient humans, they were no different from gods.

And even now, without the use of nuclear weapons, any weapon in front of them was no different from a toy.

Rumble————

Another dull, loud noise. The dense dark clouds overhead suddenly shattered, and two figures, like kites with broken strings, fell to the earth with firelight.

Among them, the white figure symbolizing Herzog crashed through several mountain rocks, and then, like a stone skipping on water, tumbled for hundreds of meters before barely stopping.

Looking closely, one could see large patches of purple and blue marks on that pale body, and his face was also a bloody mess, as if he had been pressed to the ground and rubbed, looking utterly miserable.

As for Wu Xian, he happened to smash into that towering bronze pillar, sliding down the rough surface to the ground. His whole body emitted a scorching aura, and there were countless holes in his broken scales bleeding.

Clearly, both had suffered damage in the battle just now, but judging only by the degree of injury, Herzog clearly had the advantage.

No way around it; although comparing fighting ability, even if Herzog grew two more pairs of wings, he couldn't catch up to Wu Xian. However, the Bai Wang's body was too tyrannical, and both its defensive and restorative powers had reached the extraordinary realm, making it hard to truly damage the foundation.

In contrast, Herzog held the Ame-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi, the sharpest weapon in the world. Wu Xian's scales and flesh were easily torn by it. In countless collisions, it often ended with him being pierced.

It was just that by relying on the power of his bloodline and the Dual-Handed Technique, he could constantly heal his wounds and then rush up again, which was how they reached the current stalemate.

"Hahahaha! So that's it! So that's it! You're fake! You're fake!"

The injuries on Herzog's body were also recovering rapidly. He laughed at the sky, raising the Ame-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi gripped in his claws, pointing at the bleeding Wu Xian:

"You are not that great existence at all! If you were really him, I would have died long ago! You're just a fake with only the form! You can't scare me!!"

Wu Xian was too lazy to pay attention to this clown. He raised his hand to touch the wound that had pierced his heart, muttering to himself.

"Troublesome. It seems it's really a bit difficult to beat you to death with just my fists. I must find a handy weapon."

"Heh! Thinking of finding a weapon only now, don't you think it's a bit too late?"

Hearing Wu Xian's words, Herzog let out a mocking sneer, but his heart was extremely vigilant. His sharp claws gripped the Ame-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi tightly, wanting to find a perfect opportunity to deal a fatal blow to the opponent.

"No, it's not late at all, because... it's right behind me!"

Wu Xian showed a ferocious and wild smile on his face, then with a backhand, slapped the bronze pillar behind him.

Divine Machine Hundred Refinements—Object Control activated!

(End of chapter)