Chapter 306: A Thousandfold Washituoer (Part 2)

Niadra, as the Star God who controls the "Burning" law of the material universe.

His form is a being of fire that burns eternally.

Moreover, unlike other Star Gods of the laws, Niadra's law is simply direct, which gives him far greater offensive power than other Star Gods.

During the war against Tairen, the Dead Spirits once released a fragment of Niadra; its exaggerated combat power virtually sliced through the entire Tairen bio‑ship without obstruction.

A truly solo army!

And that was only a near‑top‑tier Dead Spirit dynasty's Niadra fragment, far inferior to the one released by the Silent King.

When Niadra, surrounded by flames, surged through the dark void toward Xisi.

It seemed to carve a narrow fire ribbon straight through the void.

This time it was no longer a cannon shooting at a mosquito; as a fragment roughly the size of Xisi's own body, Xisi had no chance of easily evading.

But this time, Xisi had absolutely no need to dodge!

Everything seemed unremarkably ordinary; Niadra split the galaxy in two with a river of flame, golden‑glowing Xisi bowed his head to watch, then his true form stepped forward and collided with the fire.

All targeting systems locked on tightly.

Then, under the gaze of countless onlookers, the two figures, minuscule compared to the opposing warships, struck each other.

On one side, a golden‑light human; on the other, a flame‑shaped figure.

Niadra opened a massive mouth formed of flame directly at Xisi, spitting extreme fire right onto his face.

The flames, due to their extreme temperature, were no longer the usual red.

And Xisi showed no sign of evasion at all, relying solely on his surrounding Divine Light and Gilded Silver Armor to harden against it, then drawing the Red Sword and using Subspace divine power to pull it back.

Xisi looked at the fire being before him; the visor of his fully sealed helmet flickered with golden light.

Then his field of view was completely covered by flames, making it impossible to see the outside with the naked eye.

But Xisi didn't need to see; at this moment he and Niadra were perfectly in sync, neither attempting any dodge or maneuver, simply slashing face‑to‑face!

"What is this?"

"The galaxy's most watched duel."

"And it turned out to be two brutes?"

The Silent King and Aolikan stared dumbfounded at the scene, not because the duel lacked grandeur.

In fact, Xisi's sword and Niadra's fire, even as aftershocks, caused the surrounding space to steam and warp.

But this form of duel......

might be too straightforward?

Xisi didn't even know how many strikes he landed on Niadra, but with the support of the black‑stone spikes beneath him and millennia of First Saint faith accumulation,

and even the eager Seven Gods ready to shower Xisi with abundant Blessings.

Xisi, unrestrained, pressed on with the head‑on clash.

Conversely, the unaugmented Niadra felt the impact of Xisi's Red Sword growing weaker with each strike.

Niadra's own flames, sprayed at himself, were far less scorching than at the start.

Finally, Xisi swung another slash; as Niadra prepared to repair, Xisi suddenly lunged forward, breaking through Niadra's fire.

Xisi immediately extended his other hand, awash with surging golden light, and clamped Niadra's neck.

Then, looking at Niadra's flame‑covered face, perhaps the Dead Spirits' implanted will had largely dissipated, or Xisi's divine power had cut off the Dead Spirits' control from behind.

On Niadra's face, Xisi vaguely saw a massive terror flash when Niadra looked at him.

It was impossible not to be terrified—a human dueling a Star God and actually winning.

For Niadra, whose memories are locked in ancient times, isn't that terrifying enough?!

After Xisi clamped Niadra's neck, the distant Song of Forgetting and the Undead Fleet, which had been watching, hesitated no more and, caught in Xisi's peripheral vision, immediately began a desperate retreat.

The Silent King's voice, unusually lofty, resonated through the Bridge.

"Retreat!"

"Everyone, withdraw from this unknown creature immediately!"

Yes, an unknown creature!

This is the title the Silent King gave Xisi after watching him lift a Star God with his bare hands and press it onto Xisi's body.

After all, now you can't still call him a human, can you?

If this thing is a human, why did we Dead Spirits worship a Star God back then?

Just worship a human, then!

And Xisi, spotting the Dead Spirits' retreat in his peripheral vision, did not move to chase.

Aside from the limited range of the black‑stone spikes, Xisi had something more important to attend to.

Shifting his gaze from the Dead Spirits, Xisi tilted his head slightly and looked at the Aolake crew who had long been staring blankly.

Then his mouth twitched slightly; inside the Aolake Bridge, a tall figure suddenly stood at attention.

Luo Jia and the others saw Washituoer straighten up behind them, his expression a bit odd.

Washituoer silently replayed the words Xisi had just transmitted directly into his mind, his whole body trembling with excitement.

After a brief pause, Washituoer walked straight out toward the Aolake ship.

"What does the First Saint want you to do?"

Luo Jia couldn't help his curiosity; Washituoer's face turned fierce as he blurted out a baffling answer:

"Play big!"

Luo Jia frowned at Washituoer's reply, then glanced at the iron‑hammer scepter Washituoer gripped, then at Xisi outside, his eyes quickly filled with disbelief before rigidly shifting to the Niadra that Xisi was holding.

Though he didn't know what "play big" meant, this group seemed set on using Niadra for something.

Quickly, Washituoer spread his massive gear‑wing on the Aolake deck, flew into the void, and arrived behind Xisi.

At this moment, the Dead Spirits had already retreated to an extremely distant distance.

Then all targeting devices frantically pointed at Xisi, also curious about what Xisi was actually going to do.

And as Washituoer, the evil god, appeared, the Silent King also looked at Washituoer, then at the Niyadera that Xisi had lifted, and a very strange idea instantly surfaced.

"Is this going to......"

"Forge something with the Star God Fragment?"

The Silent King thought of a general direction, but then looked again at the Dead Spirit engineers beneath his feet, whose gazes varied, and his own gaze also grew strange.

Even the Silent King's perfectly preserved personality couldn't help but sneer.

Indeed, a sneer.

He lifted the Command Staff, pointing it at Xisi and Washituoer, and the Silent King looked at the people beside him:

"They don't think they can forge a Star God just casually, do they?"

The Silent King's voice even turned directly sarcastic, and after the Dead Spirit engineers repeatedly verified the energy level, they too couldn't help but sneer.

And then, just as he was about to say something like "Even if Washituoer has the technique, he lacks divine power,"

The distant void where he had just turned his head and shifted his gaze sent a shocking reverberation from Subspace; even this group of soulless mechanical Dead Spirits was instantly shaken.

He suddenly turned his head back to look again.

What he saw was a towering colossal god, raising an iron hammer high, standing firm in the void!