novel-books Chapter 332 Fivefold War God, Endless War God
Chapter 332 Fivefold War God, Endless War God
Chapter 332 Fivefold War God, Endless War God
Black snow fell thick and fast, and in this land that was nothing short of a disaster for ordinary people, the figures of the sharp blades moved back and forth, constantly changing positions.
Beyond the realm, demons reach out their claws, making no attempt to conceal their malice, intending to devour them all whole.
Their attack methods are unique. Rather than more direct and concrete physical attacks, they are better at using cognition and thought as their battlefield, achieving their goals silently and stealthily.
But this time they miscalculated, because their enemies possessed the same nature as them.
With unwavering faith, the Blades forged a high wall, shouting the name of Epsilon on the battlefield of minds, and desperately held back wave after wave of demonic attacks.
A steadfast, even fanatical, faith is the best medicine; it is through this faith that they maintain their kingdom and prevent it from being conquered by evil.
On the real battlefield, the blades have one more advantage than the demons: their human nature makes them more adaptable to the world than the demons.
They can attack the physical form of evil in reality, thereby damaging the essence of the demons on another level.
The demonic engine roared and howled, and the demonic fragments within the furnace rapidly burned, transforming into some kind of invisible wave that swept across the meadows beyond the kingdom.
Wherever it went, the demons were distorted and deformed, and some weaker demons even shattered into demon fragments on the spot.
"Engine No. 3 is about to run out of fuel. Number 24, go and collect fuel from the surrounding area. Make sure to keep Engine No. 3 running normally."
"Engine number seven has been attacked and is severely damaged and cannot operate. Number sixteen, go and remove the fuel from it."
"Engine number twelve urgently needs repair; number thirty-four is now in your hands."
With an almost icy rationality, Rahn issued orders methodically.
Antonio stood guard beside Yuri, remaining close to their mentor as other blades slaughtered.
"A demon will appear about 10 meters away at the 10 o'clock position in 1.5 seconds."
The prophecy flowed into Antonio's mind in fragments, and without a second thought, he raised the "Spear of Death," aimed,
He pulled the trigger in one fluid motion.
The beam of light swept across the land's black snow, the lingering heat and the laws of death causing unease throughout the land.
Almost at the same moment, a demon possessing Shoggoth appeared out of thin air.
He brandished his countless tentacles, and before his massive, bloated body could crush everything around him, he was pierced by the "Spear of the Piercing Dead Thorns".
The high temperature vaporized His protoplasmic body, and the death criterion attached to the beam of light proclaimed the death of Sleeve.
Its body shattered like glass, and the fragments vanished into thin air, leaving no trace.
"Your weapons look pretty good, but unfortunately they won't leave anything behind, so they can't be sustainable." Rahn shook his head.
Antonio replied in a low voice, "Everything comes at a price. We gave up other unnecessary things, and everything gave way to the attack."
The two men's conversation lasted only two sentences before they fell silent and continued to focus on their duties.
They will not leave until their mentor Yuri has resolved the Stargate problem, no matter how many men the First Legion has lost.
In other words, even if all the blades are dead, and the demons attack, they will only burn their remaining bodies to buy Yuri as much time as possible.
"The stargate cannot function without energy, but where does its energy come from? I haven't found any pipes or cables. Could it be wireless transmission? And what kind of energy does it consume to keep it running?"
Yuri remained completely still. His mental energy swept across the entire stargate and even penetrated three feet into the ground, but he found no possible energy source.
This stargate is a standalone structure, seamless from top to bottom, as if it were cast as a single piece without any splicing or welding.
With current human technology, it is impossible to manufacture this thing; even analyzing it would be difficult.
However, Yuri is not a normal person; in addition to his human identity, he is also a demon.
"Since conventional mind scans can't find any problems, why not try the methods of the demons? After all, this is the root of the demons and closely related to them."
Having changed his approach, Yuri immediately switched to the demon's perspective. He no longer suppressed the various senses originating from the demon, but instead amplified them to the maximum.
In an instant, a flood of information rushed into his mind.
Temperature, humidity, wind speed, density, spectrum... and many other things that are invisible to the naked eye and inaudible to the human ear are all captured by him at this moment.
He also discovered the unusual frequency that had always existed near the stargate and could only be detected by demons.
"Finally found, the power provider for the stargate."
Although he had achieved his goal, Yuri's expression grew increasingly grave.
From the abnormal frequency, he deciphered an important piece of information: behind the Stargate, there exists a high-ranking demon, who is also the power provider of the Stargate.
But He has not yet appeared. Where is He hiding?
"Such a cunning and dangerous demon, I must kill it to prevent future generations from suffering the consequences."
Once he made the decision, Yuri carried it out without hesitation.
At this moment, he unleashed his power as the King of Demons without reservation. This power was far stronger than any of the blades present, and even the demons charging into the formation stopped abruptly because of his aura.
Their chaotic thoughts paused for a moment, as if they were pondering whether he was truly the superior among them.
However, Yuri was not a superior demon; he was a demon king transformed from a human, and also an enemy of demons.
The demons hesitated for less than a second before the true ruler appeared.
He was alarmed by Yuri, and was forced to reveal himself because Yuri had cracked His frequency.
Compared to ordinary demons, this superior demon's physical form is more bizarre and twisted. It is like an ouroboros with its head and tail connected, or like a blob of ink spreading out. Its form is unpredictable, but it always reveals the most instinctively repulsive appearance.
His very existence is a destruction of normal life's perception, and normal life will only feel instinctive disgust towards Him.
Just like the superior demon within Yuri.
Lahn and Antonio remained expressionless; neither of them could see the superior demon, nor did they feel anything at all.
Yuri was taken aback for a moment, then realized what was going on and understood the reason.
"I cracked His frequency, thus establishing a connection with Him and being able to observe Him, but no one else did, so only I can influence Him."
He certainly had another way, namely to share his perceptions with others so that they could also observe the higher evil, but he did not do so.
Only he can pose a threat to the higher-ranking demons. Sending others to the front would only result in pointless sacrifices and might even allow their knowledge to become nourishment for the higher-ranking demons.
Yuri didn't want to see the First Legion wiped out, and he was confident he could take down this superior demon.
Will we win? Yes, we will!
When their eyes meet, the battlefield of cognition and thought opens up, like generals on both sides of a chessboard, risking all their wisdom and thought to checkmate their enemy.
As a high-ranking demon, the opponent has a considerable number of pieces at their disposal.
Pollution and collapse spread rampantly across the battlefield, constantly creating lower-level demons that have no physical form and charge across the battlefield as pure thought beings.
Yuri retaliated in kind, casually extracting his own memories and transforming them into corresponding blades and demonic engines.
The soldiers from both sides met at the battlefield boundary, but there was no communication, only fighting and strife.
Every moment, demons are shattered into pieces, and sharp blades burn away the remains of their bodies, leaving only a kingdom behind.
The situation has reached a stalemate, and Yuri is expending a great deal of energy and memory every second, which is the price of maintaining the current front.
The energy consumed can be recovered through rest, but memories are difficult to retrieve. Although he can piece together fragments of memories for reuse, if they are broken too many times, even he will be helpless.
However, to the higher-ranking demons, the charging lower-ranking demons are nothing more than scraps created at will. Their empty and chaotic minds have no need to care about memories, so they fight even more recklessly than Yuri.
"I need to deliver the final blow," Yuri thought. "Perhaps it's time to try that move."
He has a trump card, but it's a dangerous one, even for him.
But having made the decision, he no longer considered the risks, thinking, "Just go for it."
Deep within his mind, he extracted a memory containing a wealth of information, which he then divided into five parts.
Under the combined influence of demonic power and psychic energy, these five memories quickly materialized, becoming more powerful and refined than the previous blades.
It was as if their true selves had descended.
Thinking of the name Huo Wen gave this move when he and Huo Wen developed it, Yuri suppressed his shame and at this moment, he was filled with domineering ambition and madness.
"Fivefold War God, emerge!"
Wow.
The five memories solidified instantly, revealing their respective appearances; they were none other than five powerful reincarnators.
Led by Huo Wen, the king of demons, they stood in a row, exuding a chilling aura. Their mere presence alone forced back the surrounding demons.
Even the high-ranking demons who were stationed on the other side of the battlefield couldn't help but pause for a moment when they sensed the aura of the Demon King that had suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
With his thoughts divided into six parts, Yuri felt better than ever before.
"Demon, you have already lost," he said coldly.
An inexplicable domineering force entangled his will, causing even his verbal tic and tone of voice to change, which was precisely a side effect of the fifth level of the God of War.
"You absolutely cannot defeat me, someone who has already comprehended the fifth level of the War God realm."
The demon did not understand his words and continued to emit a series of irregular shrieks.
Yuri, annoyed by the shriek, snapped, "Enough! Let's end this charade."
At this moment, the five war gods responded to his command, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, striking straight at the heart of the enemy's formation and penetrating deep into their territory.
Wherever the five reincarnators passed, the demons shattered, and the remaining fragments were then reassembled by higher-ranking demons, transforming into new demons that were thrown back into the battlefield.
"Too slow, too slow."
Yuri had a cold smile on his lips.
"The speed at which the demons regenerate is completely outmatched by the speed at which the fifth-level war god advances. In less than ten seconds, you will experience what it means to be besieged by an enemy."
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..it's useless."
A hoarse and somewhat distorted voice suddenly rang out. This voice did not belong to Yuri, nor to any of the five War Gods.
This voice belongs to a high-ranking demon.
"So you can talk?" Yuri asked coldly.
"I just learned it. My chaotic thinking simulates your way of thinking, but it doesn't belong to me."
The voice of the higher-ranking demon grew clearer and clearer, eventually becoming exactly the same as Yuri's.
"You seem to think I'm doomed? Utterly absurd."
The simulated human nature is becoming increasingly rich and complex, and the words contain a strong sense of self-confidence.
"What you're using is nothing more than our power. What makes you think you can defeat us with that?"
"Because I am not you, because I am the one who controls this power," Yali replied coldly.
Although their exchange seemed leisurely, it actually lasted less than a second, since they were communicating telepathically.
"Fool! You're using our power, and how could I not know the techniques you're using?!"
With a sinister grin, the superior demon waved its whiskers, shattering the evil creature it had sculpted.
The whiskers rolled up the fragments of the sleeves, threw them into the air, and left them to be reshaped by the superior evil spirit.
"Watch closely, my power is far greater than your fifth-level War God level!"
The superior demon not only simulated Yali's thinking, but also his moves, and now he even wants to simulate his domineering spirit.
"Endless War God, emerge!"
The fragments of evil energy flew about, revealing hundreds of figures gathered around them.
Those were the blades of Epsilon, including Rahn and Antonio.
Immediately afterwards, hundreds of figures emerged from Wuqiao, none other than the five war gods that Yali had just summoned!
Suddenly, a war god appeared, exuding an aura no different from that of the Evil King.
"With such power, how could you possibly defeat me, defeat this demon who is at the insurmountable level of the God of War?"
Far surpassing Ya Li's domineering thoughts, this fabrication fully embodies the evil spirit of Ci who has risen to power.
The five war gods belonging to Yali, along with the remaining First Legion, clashed head-on with Xie Zha's endless war gods.
The battle between the two war gods seemed to have reached a stalemate once again, with the battlefield echoing with Xie Zha's wild laughter.
How could Yali possibly resist such a vile and evil force? What method could she possibly use to resist it?
"The situation has really taken a sharp turn for the worse." Yali looked coldly at the arrogant Xie Zha and let out a soft breath. "But I just happen to have a way."
If it were him, he could do it.
"I have one more move, a move you can never imitate," Yali said calmly.
Shangwei Xie sneered, "Go ahead and use it. I want to see what moves I can't imitate."
Yali fell silent, lost in thought over all the memories related to Huiling, all her thoughts culminating in a final roar: "The Ultimate War God!"
A figure, a red figure, suddenly appeared behind him.
It was clearly just a Qiao, clearly just a combination of memories, yet for some reason, the figure of this red-robed youth gave Shangwei Xiezha a sense of oppression, a sense of oppression stronger than a billion fifth-level war gods!
"What is this? Never mind, as long as it's your move, I can simulate it. Ultimate God of War, come out... How could this be?"
How could I not be able to simulate this move?
"You have no idea what kind of words that gentleman has spoken." Yali's tone was utterly flat, as if she were talking to a dead Joe. "Without that gentleman's approval, how could you have summoned him?"
"However, you'll understand soon enough."
Yali raised his fist, and the red figure behind him made the same move.
"Now that I'm resigning, you'd better... fail!"