Chapter 905: Don't Fight Anymore!

There are many ways to stop a fight; in the real world, without a doubt the most effective is saying 'I've already called the police'.

This is enough to dissuade most people who want to fight. After all, the consequence of 'lose and go to hospital, win and go to jail' is something most ordinary people cannot accept.

But for those already fighting and heated up, it has little effect; in that situation, they basically can't hear anyone else.

Whether it's 'Please, don't fight anymore' or 'If you want to fight, go to the dance studio,' neither works very well.

When verbal persuasion fails, physical intervention is necessary.

This happens to be Tang Luo's forte.

Two golden flashes slammed into Leishen and Meng Tian; the latter didn't hesitate, kicked up a foot, and struck Leishen in the abdomen, separating the two.

Letting the two golden flashes tumble and fly diagonally higher into the sky, they struggled to come to a stop.

Badeer suffered another heavy blow; his brain was reduced to a third, barely holding on.

The arm of the other golden-flashing one was slightly twisted, not broken, just a joint dislocation; he grabbed his arm, twisted and pulled, and restored it.

It's not easy for the severely wounded Badeer to recover; he muttered in an unclear voice about things related to Tang Luo.

Leishen and the golden-flashing one who had launched a sneak attack looked at Tang Luo, without speaking.

Meng Tian was the same; however, he opened his mouth and said: 'Qin affairs are no business of outsiders—get lost!'

His attitude was very nasty, not the kind where I deliberately act nasty to drive you away for your safety; it was simply to make Tang Luo this variable scramble, not to interfere in the matters between the Qin Empire and the Holy Alliance.

'A trial-taker? Really interesting.' After hearing Badeer's words, the other golden-flashing one laughed and said, 'Suo'er, I'll take this person.'

'Can you beat him? Ares.' Leishen Suo'er smirked slightly.

Ares, the war god of the Greek mythological system.

Unlike the war god of the Northern Ou mythological system, this war god's image is more negative—well, in the Northern Ou mythological tales that have been passed down, at least some deities are relatively positive.

As for the divine figures on the Greek side, they can be summed up as 'nothing good at all.'

It belongs to the situation where, even if you kill one, some slip through the net.

Furthermore, Tang Luo had swallowed many fate fragments; those related to these deities were all traps.

These guys had long ago secretly reached their hands into the God-Demon Walk.

'Give it a try.'

The war god Ares was eager to try, but did not act rashly.

That punch just now tested out a bit of something, and combined with Badeer's description, this person is absolutely an opponent worth taking seriously.

As a well-meaning peacekeeper, he was simultaneously hostile toward both sides of the fight.

This situation is not optimistic.

Tang Luo had to respond; he said, 'You guys don't fight anymore—this way nobody gets killed.'

'……'

Meng Tian originally had a cold, hard expression, showing no change.

As for Leishen Suo'er and the war god Ares, their faces, though slightly smirking, inevitably became a bit stiff.

He also recalled that this had simultaneously provoked the people of the Heavenly Court and the Great Thunder Sound Temple.

From this angle, the other side indeed had no need to regard the Holy Alliance or the Qin Empire as important.

Maniac!

Several gods, and at the same time Meng Tian's mind conjured up an apt adjective.

At that moment, Tang Luo this maniac began physical intervention.

Accompanied by the sweeping gale, he all the way approached Leishen's face and unleashed a Great Hand Seal that did not leave his body.

Leishen roared, swinging the Thunder God's Hammer at Tang Luo's palm.

He was angry because Tang Luo's advance path included his Devil Goat and chariot; merely grazing them, the surging violent force tore apart the Devil Goat and Leishen's chariot.

Leaving aside the losses, this action was equivalent to giving Leishen a hard slap.

Instantly it made him feel Badeer's anger.

The collision of palm and hammer produced a thunderous arc capable of melting an entire world, which spread out and bombarded Tang Luo's body.

Tang Luo, however, remained unmoving; on the contrary, his hand closed and grabbed the Thunder God's Hammer.

'Crack!'

'Crack!'

The cracking sound kept ringing; fissures appeared and spread on the sturdy Thunder God's Hammer.

'Calm down! Master! Don't destroy it too severely—this is enough!' Zhu Bajie shouted hurriedly, fearing Tang Luo would directly crush the Thunder God's Hammer; such severe destruction would greatly reduce its smelting value.

'Oh.' Tang Luo responded, turned his wrist, and forcibly wrenched the Thunder God's Hammer free from Leishen's hand.

He reversed direction, gripped the hammer's shaft, and smashed it at Leishen Suo'er.

Seeing Leishen about to be smashed in the face by his own hammer, the belt at his waist suddenly burst with blinding light.

Originally very tall, Leishen swelled up, becoming the size of those infantry terracotta warriors.

Meijin Ji'aode, also known as the Power Belt.

Leishen deployed another weapon, his body wreathed in scorching arcs, and threw a punch at Tang Luo's head.

It seemed he intended a mutual destruction.

'Boom!'

The Thunder God's Hammer struck Leishen's head, causing his tall body to tilt sideways, yet he did not 'fall down'.

His fist, however, was caught and held by Tang Luo, thus fixed in place.

He could only tilt, but could not escape.

Tang Luo raised the hammer again, like smithing iron, and smashed it at Leishen's chest.

Leishen's other movable hand made a move, a staff blocking in front of the Thunder God's Hammer.

Using Tang Luo's strength minus the resisting force of Thor's Hammer, it actually didn't smash that staff, just made it bounce away.

Gleipnir's Scepter, the indestructible staff in myth, once saved Thor's life.

Now it blocked Tang Luo's strike.

Unfortunately, it could only block one strike.

Tang Luo's arm and Thor's Hammer formed an afterimage; another use of the unstoppable thousand-armed technique—area attack on a single person.

In an instant, Tang Luo struck Thor 1,345 times.

The number has no special meaning; he just struck randomly.

Letting go, the half-dead Thor fell from Tang Luo's hand, slammed heavily onto the ground, creating a human-shaped pit.

Tang Luo threw the Thor's Hammer in his hand toward Zhu Bajie; the Thor's Hammer, which was only a step away from breaking, also lost its "only usable by Thor" property.

Zhu Bajie easily took it.

As for that staff, it ended up in Baldur's hand.

Baldur still hadn't fully recovered; with one eye he looked at the scepter in his hand, pondered for a moment, and stuffed it into Ares's embrace beside him.

Ares instinctively caught it, then felt something was wrong.

"Hmm, are you next?" Tang Luo looked at Ares.

"……" Ares immediately threw away the staff.

Too bad it was already too late, and Tang Luo's choice of him had nothing to do with the staff.

As the God of War, when trying to stop a fight, who else would you hit if not you?

The speaking colleague placed his palm on Ares's helmet on his head, gripping it; the extremely sturdy golden helmet emitted a sound of being overloaded.

Ares roared, his armor forming a multitude of weapons, he recklessly attacked the nearby Tang Luo.

All beings fall!

Ares's killing move, an extreme explosion of power.

Tang Luo's body flashed with golden light, a faint afterimage enveloping his form, he blocked All Beings Fall with the Xuanjin Indestructible Body.

"Ahhh!"

A shrill wail came from Ares's mouth, shards of the shattered helmet embedding into his skull.

Tang Luo let go; Ares clutched his head, slammed into the ground beneath his feet, struggled and rolled, terrifying meteorite pits appearing one after another.

His skull fractured, the pain of the God of War's armor entering his brain was more than he could bear.

Having rendered the God of War combat‑ineffective, Tang Luo then turned to persuade another, looking at Meng Tian.

"Looking at Master Xuanzang's appearance, you must be Huaxia—we're fellow countrymen!" Meng Tian sheathed his bronze spear and halberd, revealing a sincere smile.

Fellow countrymen meeting fellow countrymen, eyes brimming with tears, never expecting everyone to be so destined.

I never expected you to be like this, Meng Tian.

"Heh." Tang Luo chuckled.

"I can retreat first, really." Meng Tian said, a true hero doesn't suffer immediate loss.

As a general who commands troops in battle, when the enemy's forces far outweigh ours, we certainly cannot meet force with force.

"First?"

"First." Meng Tian nodded; completely avoiding battle is impossible, and it's not up to him to decide.

A temporary ceasefire is certainly no problem.

"What I want is not 'first'." Tang Luo said.

Naturally, the mission should be done as well as possible; completely pacifying the conflict between the two sides is Tang Luo's goal.

"All right." Meng Tian drew his bronze spear again, "but I demand we knock them out; we're fellow countrymen, at least give some face."

Just then, the originally bright sky turned black, and night fell without warning.

Moreover, the earth beneath everyone's feet was also swallowed by darkness.

A cold, lifeless aura spread, enveloping the whole world.

"Hades!"

Meng Tian's expression instantly turned grim.

Underworld King Hades, his underworld swallowed the anchor point world while everyone was fighting.

In the sky, a bloody moon appeared.

On the ground, hordes of skeletons crawled up from underground, battling the Terracotta Warriors.

"Then put you at the back." Tang Luo said to Meng Tian, fellow countrymen still deserve some preferential treatment.

But not fighting is not an option.

Some things, if you haven't experienced them personally, you won't feel them.

People's joys and sorrows are not mutually understandable; empathizing is inherently difficult.

So, one must definitely be beaten to understand Tang Luo's painstaking effort to stop the fight.

Under the blood moon, a black‑robed figure slowly emerged, his black robe covering his whole body, only his head exposed.

That was a handsome face resembling Ao Yulie, bearing an aloof, cold severity and indifference.

Even when sweeping past Tang Luo, who is clearly an enemy of Buddha and of the Heavenly Court, there was no change at all.

The Holy Alliance is naturally no match for the Great Thunderclap Temple and the Heavenly Court; this does not mean everyone inside will fear those two massive powers.

The identities of Buddha's enemy and Heavenly Court's enemy are not important to these people.

Hades is one of them.

He is of the Holy Alliance, second only to the God Lord as the second "god"; the God Lord is heaven, so Hades is earth.

"Looking at your appearance, you want to fight, huh?" Tang Luo said to Hades.

"Foolish."

Hades's hand rose from beneath his robe, pointing at Tang Luo.

The power bearing the aura of death condensed into a beam of light, arriving instantly.

The afterimage that pierced Tang Luo's body…!

Two giant handprints appeared in the night‑shrouded sky, and even the deep darkness of the underworld could not conceal them.

The Glazed Nirvana Great Hand Seal came together from both sides toward the middle.

The speed seemed slow, but it was actually an illusion caused by the hand seal's enormous size.

"Boom!"

He pressed his palms together, making the underworld shake.

Hades was shattered by Tang Luo between his palms.