Transcender Battle (Part 4)

It was only then that a figure flew over from a distance.

The man was dressed in a sleek suit and leather shoes. He had a handsome face radiating righteousness, giving the immediate impression of an incredibly orthodox and upright person.

However, beneath his feet was a massive flying sword made of white bone. The hilt was adorned with two skulls, making for a bizarre and eerie sight.

"Are they finally done fighting?"

As soon as the man landed, he gently grasped the Human Emperor Banner and said with a face full of joy, "Uchiha Madara from the Naruto world, and Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto from the Bleach world! The fellow Daoists in this Human Emperor Banner have expanded significantly again, hahaha!"

But as he laughed, he suddenly frowned and turned to look at the Incubus Man, who was already riddled with holes. He saw flames inexplicably ignite on the Incubus Man's body. As the flames burned, the Incubus Man's body began to heal at a visible rate.

"Not good! This guy isn't completely dead yet!"

Startled, the man did not hesitate to slap the storage bag at his waist. A small, crimson sword flew out, expanding into a giant sword in mid-air within a single breath.

The man reached out to grip the hilt and shouted in a low voice, "Blood Demon Slash!"

However, it was already too late. Although his body had not fully recovered, the Incubus Man tightly clenched his right fist and began to chant rapidly.

"I, who am about to awaken, am the Two Heavenly Dragons who have stolen the principles of domination from God. I laugh at the infinite, and I grieve at the dream."

"I shall become the Red Dragon of Domination, and I shall sink you into the depths of the crimson purgatory!"

A set of crimson armor quickly covered the Incubus Man, directly blocking the blood-red sword qi.

Then, the Incubus Man waved his hand without hesitation. Seemingly endless destructive magic swept directly toward the man. The space along the way began to explode, as if it could destroy everything.

In the span of a breath, the man's body was completely obliterated like a piece of paper.

Yet, the Incubus Man frowned tightly, because the sensation just now did not feel like destroying a physical body at all; it felt more like tearing through a thin sheet of paper.

Sure enough, the white bone sword turned into a streak of white light, wrapping around a storage bag and flying off into the distance. Meanwhile, two pitch-black figures stepped out from the swaying Human Emperor Banner.

Or rather, two fierce souls!

As soon as the two fierce souls emerged, they launched an attack on the Incubus Man without hesitation. Their overwhelming might caused the colors of the world to change.

"Crap!"

The Incubus Man cursed inwardly and then recklessly unleashed all of his destructive magic.

Although he possessed the strength of an Ultimate-Class Devil in the Underworld, his power was incredibly impure. It was basically accumulated by sleeping with ordinary female devils from the 72 Pillars of the Underworld, then using his golden cheat to master their magic and magical traits.

Therefore, when facing powerful enemies clearly no weaker than himself, he obviously became flustered and panicked.

Fortunately, with the Boosted Gear of the Red Dragon Emperor and the bloodline trait of the immortal Phenex, he believed he was in an invincible position. As long as he dragged the fight out, his magic would double every ten seconds under the Boosted Gear's multiplication. Eventually, the victory would still be his.

This was what the Incubus Man thought, and this was what he did.

The seemingly endless destructive magic allowed him to suppress the two fierce souls for a short time.

However, in the next moment, dozens more fierce souls walked out of the Human Emperor Banner. Their aura was no weaker than the first two, causing the Incubus Man's expression to turn ugly.

Especially when one of the fierce souls reached out and grabbed the blood-red longsword, alarm bells couldn't help but ring wildly in the Incubus Man's heart.

"Ddraig! Come out quickly! If you don't come out, I might really die!"

The Incubus Man began to call out in his heart to the true entity of the Boosted Gear, the Red Dragon whose power surpassed the Maou class of the Underworld.

However, all he received was Ddraig's disdainful response.

"It's best if a guy like you dies. When you stole me from my original host and forcefully used my power, I told you that you shouldn't even dream of me actively helping you! You disgusting incubus!"

Ddraig couldn't help but feel nauseated when he thought about how this guy spent every day either sleeping with women or looking for women, using his extremely special incubus physique to almost drain the potential and foundation of those women completely dry.

This guy had even asked if Ddraig could turn into a female, which angered Ddraig so much that he wanted to self-destruct on the spot.

Now, seeing him suffer a setback, he was too busy being happy to actually help him.

Gritting his teeth after being rejected by Ddraig, the Incubus Man looked at the blood-red longsword in the fierce soul's hand that set off his internal alarms, and shouted without hesitation.

"Wait! I think we can talk! Do you want Sacred Gears? And Longinus! There are many other treasures, even the secret to becoming the new singular God! I can tell you everything!"

But his answer was an overwhelming attack from countless fierce souls.

The fierce souls' attacks were highly organized. After restricting the Incubus Man for a split second, the fierce soul wielding the giant blood-red sword stepped forward to deliver the final strike.

After being struck by the giant blood-red sword, no matter how the flames burned over the Incubus Man's wounds, they showed no signs of healing whatsoever.

All of this completely extinguished any will to fight in the Incubus Man's heart.

Now that he was a devil, he not only possessed an endless lifespan but also immense power. He even had a massive harem in the Underworld that he hadn't yet enjoyed. How could he possibly fight to the death here?

Not to mention, he could no longer see a shred of hope in this battle.

The Boosted Gear of the Red Dragon Emperor was indeed very strong, capable of nearly infinitely multiplying his magic, but all of this came at a cost.

The cost was that his body would be unable to withstand such tremendous pressure.

If his immortal bird bloodline could still be activated normally, he naturally wouldn't care about this bit of pressure; it wouldn't matter even if his body exploded.

But now, his immortal bird bloodline was suppressed by that giant blood-red sword. As his injuries worsened, the feeling of suppression grew even heavier.

By now, he fully realized that the sword was a weapon specifically designed to counter those with self-healing abilities like him.

"My lord! My lord! I'm still useful! I know many secrets! Don't kill me!"

The Incubus Man no longer had his initial arrogance. He just wanted to live, to stay alive.

However, the response he received was a voice filled with righteousness.

"What are you talking about, fellow Daoist? How could I let you die?"

Hearing this, the Incubus Man looked toward the source of the voice while fleeing. He saw the man from earlier reappearing in the sky, looking at him with a face full of earnest righteousness.

Then, he heard the man speak again.

"Fellow Daoist, I merely wish to invite you into my Human Emperor Banner to comprehend the Great Dao of this world together. Why are you resisting so fiercely?"

"You motherf—!"

Seeing the man's hypocritical, self-righteous posture, the Incubus Man was so enraged that he wanted to blast destructive magic right in his face.

However, in that brief moment of distraction, the fierce soul holding the giant blood-red sword seized the opportunity and slashed him across the back.

The slash was incredibly deep, nearly cleaving Incubus Man in two and forcing his frantic escape to a sudden halt.

In that split second, Incubus Man was completely swarmed and buried beneath a massive horde of terrifying, malevolent spirits.

"No!!!"

...

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