"Eat it." Tyr took a third of the arm-length flesh in one bite.

Bei Qingchuan swallowed hard. It was obvious how Tyr got his physique. No wonder Tyr's palm was bigger than his head. His appetite was a bit frightening.

Tyr's cooking skills were indeed impressive, but even though Bei Qingchuan and Nan Zhu tried their best to eat, they only managed to eat half of it. Tyr ate the rest all by himself, leaving not even a drop of soup.

"Let's go after we finish eating." Tyr stretched his limbs, looking like he hadn't eaten much. "The people I called should all be here."

"Did they call someone?" Nan Zhu asked curiously. He turned around and saw several cars stop, and three people got out one after another.

There were no people from Yanlong Kingdom; they were all foreigners, two women and one man.

One of the women was Black, but her features were deep and well-defined, and her chocolate skin gave her an inexplicable gentleness. Seeing her made one feel that she was a true Black pearl, and looking into her eyes brought a sense of peace.

The man looked strong, with well-defined muscles, though not as exaggerated as Tyr's. He had stubble and looked like a man in his thirties or forties. The other woman was a standard blonde, blue-eyed white beauty.

Nan Zhu noticed that they all had different colored markings on their bodies, some as small as a fingernail, while others covered their entire arms.

Nan Zhu had always thought that Yanlong Kingdom's strength was overwhelmingly superior, but now it seems that other countries are not weak at all. The few standing here are definitely at the S-level.

“I’ve seen you on TV, and I have a good impression of you. You’re articulate and have a stable demeanor.” Tyr stood up and patted Kita Kiyokawa on the shoulder. “Don’t be in such a hurry. You should save your life for the most crucial moments. Sometimes, there’s no need to risk your life.”

"Stand back if you don't want to die!" Tyr stood up, his fists clapping together with a deafening roar, and his body instantly rose to thirty meters tall.

Nan Zhu quickly pulled Bei Qingchuan away to a great distance, and, still worried, simply flew into the sky.

"Warriors of the world, the moment we obtain the inscription, we will have no way out!" Tyr roared to the sky.

“We’ve finally waited for this moment.” The white man spoke first: “I’m willing to wait until the seas dry up and the rocks crumble so that the world can return to its original state.”

“That’s right, for the world, for victory, for the destruction of the apocalypse! Today we gather here.” Tyr clenched his fist. “Are you ready?”

“I come in the name of forgiveness. I am Alice.” The blonde, blue-eyed Alice stepped forward, her expression calm: “May the world forgive evil.”

“I come on behalf of humility, I am Edwin.” The man stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Alice: “I hope this will be helpful to everyone.”

“I come in the name of compassion. I am Randy.” Randy clasped his hands together and stepped forward. “If only there were no more suffering in the world, how joyful that would be if it were just a matter of our sacrifices.”

“Three is enough,” Tyr muttered to himself.

To the astonishment of Bei Qingchuan and Nan Zhu, they pulled out three short knives and plunged them into their hearts without hesitation or regard for the others; their gazes were so intense that it was impossible to discern whether they were calm or resolute.

Under the cover of night and in the firelight, the three figures gradually dissipated, leaving behind three crystals that were crystal clear: one was pale purple with lilacs carved on it, one was dark green with a simple circle carved on it, and the other was lapis lazuli blue with a woman kneeling and weeping on it.

The towering Tyr grabbed it, and under the glow of the tri-colored light, his body swelled to five hundred meters. When he swung his arms, he stirred up the flowing clouds, making the onlookers' hearts pound with fear.

Seemingly sensing the crisis, the magma within the ritual area became turbulent, with intense heat burning underground.

"Now, I'll show you my complete liberation! What I bring to the world is pure battle!"

Tyr's eyes were bloodshot, and every strand of his thick hair reflected a metallic sheen. His nails were like enormous scythes.

He possessed the mane of a lion, the body of a brown bear, the agility and ears of a wolf, and the power to shatter mountains and split rocks when a tiger's tail swept across. Every feather on his eagle wings was like a blade, and his roar was like a tiger's howl. The fierce wind he stirred up carried a foul stench that made even the flowing clouds retreat.

At this moment, everything belonging to humanity has been stripped away. The ferocious, violent, towering, and sharp humans, after merging with animals, have become true monsters, more terrifying than any giant creature.

At this moment, both Nan Zhu and Bei Qingchuan admired Shi Yin from the bottom of their hearts.

They heard that Shi Yin had beaten Tyr into submission before taking him in as a follower. They covered their ears tightly, but even so, their eardrums ached and their hearts nearly stopped beating.

They unequivocally admired Shi Yin for being able to muster the will to fight in the face of such a terrifying being.

They were unaware that in the history of the struggle, Tokine had also spent a long time ensuring that her heartbeat wouldn't stop when she felt oppressed.

They also didn't know that most of the people Tokine was willing to subdue from the very beginning were those who had killed Tokine more than once.

The ritual pit began to stir, spewing magma from the ground and sharp, crimson crystals rising up. The power within them pulsated wildly—an abnormal energy fluctuation, far too unstable, signifying a willingness to perish together!

However, it was still somewhat insignificant in front of Tyr, in front of Tyr who had incorporated the three marks.

Tyr raised his fist, which almost blocked out the sunlight, and pressed down on the gushing lava, slamming it back into the ground.

With a deafening roar, a shockwave emanated from the fist, overturning the surrounding rocks, uprooting trees, and causing them to sway wildly. Nan Zhu and Bei Qingchuan, who were flying far away from Tyr in the sky, were actually forced back more than ten meters by the shockwave.

A surge of fiery red energy erupted from beneath Tyr's fist, invading his skin and scorching his fur, climbing upwards from the inside out and from the outside in.

Despite the pain, Tyr remained calm. He raised his right fist and then slammed down with his left. As his left fist was eroded, he slammed down with his right fist, punch after punch, almost carving out a canyon.

After an unknown amount of time, everything fell silent. Tyr pounded his chest and roared like a gorilla, shaking the sky, which was shrouded in red mist, and revealing a patch of blue.

No one wants to go head-to-head with Tyr.

Absolutely not!

At that moment, a fierce beam of light shot out from the moon. Tyr turned around, his gaze now a thousand times sharper than that of an ordinary person, and he could sense that this was a power that surpassed the fully unleashed power of Helmod.

"Hahaha, come on, come on! Let's fight, let's make chaos!" Tyr laughed loudly, "That's how it should be, let the apocalypse see the might of humanity!"

"What is that?" Kita Kiyokawa also saw the light, and just one glance filled him with terror.

“I don’t know, perhaps it was Miss’s intention.” Nan Zhu was also somewhat surprised: “I remember Miss was in Lulan, so…”

Has something happened to Lu Lan?