"Screech—Crack—Boom—"
The enormous City Annihilator Cannon had its barrel blown off by Sun Chengen. The severed half of the barrel crashed to the ground, smashing out a massive crater amidst a cloud of dust.
Because he was too close to the explosion, half of Sun Chengen's body was blown into a bloody, charred mess.
But as a Martial King, his vitality was incredibly tenacious, and he didn't die on the spot.
"Bastard! What did you do!!"
The Dragon Saint in charge of guarding this City Annihilator Cannon lunged forward, his sharp demonic claws piercing into Sun Chengen's wounds and hoisting him into the air.
Such agonizing pain would cause an ordinary person to faint if not die outright, but Sun Chengen still managed to mock the Dragon Saint.
"What 'noblest race of the Void Realm'? In my eyes, you're nothing but a joke selling your own head!"
"You're courting death!!"
"Pfft!!"
A black arrow suddenly shot over, piercing right through the head of the furious Dragon Saint.
"Damn, damn human... ambushing me..."
The Dragon Saint had no choice but to drop Sun Chengen and attempt to heal himself.
Right at that moment, a massive, flaming arm descended from the sky. The fiery fist smashed him directly into the earth's crust.
"General Sun!"
You used the Attribute Slingshot to fire over ten attributes in one breath, finally shaking off the entanglement of the five Earth Venerables to rush over and support Sun Chengen.
Just as you took out a healing pill for Sun Chengen, he breathed his last.
"Chen Yi... don't lose..."
Sun Chengen died.
You were consumed by absolute fury. With a backhand strike, you smashed the Dragonmen attempting to repair the City Annihilator Cannon, along with the cannon itself, into pieces.
The Dragonman race was already adept at soul-refining arts, and the effect of the Attribute Slingshot on the Earth Venerable level was extremely weak.
Thus, the five Earth Venerables quickly broke free from the hard crowd control and, like sticky plasters, charged at you once more. You had no choice but to turn and engage them.
The Dragonman race had more than one large-scale destructive war machine like the City Annihilator Cannon.
Afterward, they tried again to use such weapons to destroy the terrain near the formation core.
However, they never succeeded.
Because there were people stepping forward one after another, risking their lives to obstruct them.
Every human or demon in the Human Realm Alliance carried starlight explosives, reserved for mutually assured destruction at the very end.
To stop the Dragonman army from activating their war weapons, everyone was imitating Sun Chengen and the others.
Close-range detonation!
Ranged throws could be intercepted by the enemy.
But by using movement techniques and martial skills to get close and detonate, they could always blow up some war beasts, demonic spirits, and even the Dragonmen themselves.
"Zhao Deguang of Hongdong County, Bazhou! Don't forget me, everyone! In my next life, I will still be a Martial King!!"
"Ma Yongchang of Qinghe County, Qingzhou! Father, Mother! Your son has been unfilial!!"
"Li Xiaoyu of Mingsu City, Jizhou! Ancestors above, your unworthy descendant is coming!!"
"Suzhou..."
Vibrant lives threw themselves at the enemy, turning into wisps of blue smoke amidst thunderous explosions.
These people were the lucky ones; their sacrifices brought losses to the enemy.
But some were killed by the enemy's ranged attacks before they could even get close to their targets. Even if they successfully detonated, they only blew a hole in the ground without harming the enemy.
The latter died with remaining grievances.
The numbers of the Human Realm Alliance dwindled sharply in this suicidal fighting style.
Watching the martial artists from the Five Regions and the demon race from the Great Wasteland—those familiar or unfamiliar faces—falling and dying without a moment's pause, the hatred and rage toward the Dragonman race in your heart shot straight to the heavens!
At this moment, you didn't care what kind of bullshit simulation this was.
They were all people!
They all had families!
Like you, they had people waiting for them to come home!
But they could never go back!
If they lost this battle, all surviving creatures would either die or become slaves!
"I cannot lose!!!"
You entered a state of extreme fury originating from the depths of your soul. The hidden effect of the Irritable Physique was activated—Extreme Rage:
The effects of all attributes related to rage are increased tenfold.
The result of the Hulk effect increasing tenfold was that your height directly broke through one thousand meters!
"Scram!!!"
You slapped Earth Venerable Qingtai flying. The sheer force of the blow snapped his body in half on the spot!
The other four Earth Venerables were startled and hurriedly pulled away from you, not daring to confront you head-on.
Their haughty heads now had to look up at you.
"What... what is this..."
"How could he become so massive! How could the human race possess such power!"
"His current strength is at least at the late stage of the Martial God realm! We can't fight him head-on, retreat!"
The four Earth Venerables sprinted wildly toward the outside of the no-fly zone while ordering the entire army to retreat.
You chased right on their heels.
"Where do you think you're going!!"
Every step you took caused the earth to shake and the mountains to tremble.
Every footprint you left behind could carve out a valley or a riverbed.
Every strike you unleashed whipped up terrifying, typhoon-level winds.
Every furious roar you let out echoed throughout heaven and earth!
The Earth Venerables ran extremely fast. Seeing that you were about to lose them, Hua Wuyan appeared on your shoulder.
"Whoosh!"
You vanished from your spot and abruptly appeared in front of the four Earth Venerables.
"What?!"
The four Earth Venerables panicked and began fleeing in four different directions, each utilizing their unique escape arts.
With a grasping motion through the air, you caught Earth Venerable Canxing directly in your hand.
"Die!!"
You crushed him into a bloody paste!
His soul escaped its shell, but the Myriad Soul Golden Banner had been waiting for a long time.
"Brother Green is waiting for you inside! Come on in!"
The tenfold increase in the Hulk effect meant that your sanity had also dropped tenfold. You could no longer use spiritual weapons and only knew destruction and slaughter.
Fortunately, spiritual weapons all had weapon spirits that could exert subjective initiative to a certain extent.
Coupled with Hua Wuyan assisting from the sidelines, she helped direct your attacks at the enemy rather than indiscriminately slaughtering your allies.
Ultimately, you destroyed the physical bodies of three of the five Earth Venerables, and the souls of two were captured.
This wave could be considered eliminating two and a half Earth Venerables.
Afterward, you went on an unrivaled rampage through the Dragonman army.
Without the Dragonman Earth Venerables entangling you, you initiated a massive slaughter.
Large-scale war machines, war beasts, demonic spirits—it didn't matter.
You directly swept in all directions. With an invincible physical body, you crushed them all, smashing, stomping, biting, and ramming these things to pieces!
Before leaving the no-fly zone, the Dragonman soldiers around you could not escape death unless they were far enough away.
Once they left the no-fly zone and could fly in all directions, you could no longer kill a whole swath with a single strike, but you still chased and killed them for a long time, completely shattering their formations into a chaotic mess.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
