Chapter 362: It was a close call, but luckily I had better skills

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Deafening roars echoed through the void, and it was unknown how long the battle had lasted.

The only remaining kingdom of God in the world was completely torn apart by the two monsters' reckless bombardment.

If viewed from the outside, it looks like a huge hemispherical structure has been torn into two halves.

Countless broken spatial structures reflected the original appearance of the space like a mirror, and were forcibly connected by some intertwined spatial ripples. They had not yet been completely destroyed and became part of the spatial turbulence.

The power of faith to repair the Kingdom of God has long been unable to keep up with the destructive power of the two.

Often, before it can be repaired, the divine kingdom space has been shattered by the aftermath of the battle.

Now the power of faith can't even stabilize this space. Its only effect is to slow down the collapse of the kingdom of God, which serves as a battlefield.

"Ha, that was really powerful. It's been a long time since someone beat me so badly."

After a confrontation, Lu Wenwu laughed and distanced himself from the Final God, whose arms and half of his head were broken.

The pierced chest was swelling rapidly, and the powerful regenerative ability was quickly repairing the flesh and blood.

A dense layer of holy light attached to the wound, constantly expelling the distorted force that hindered regeneration and preventing Lu Wenwu's body from being assimilated.

From the wound that was pierced from front to back, the heart, as strong and powerful as a wild war drum, rumbled, pumping out blood that had turned into red-gold and majestic blood energy, and transporting it to every corner of the body.

"Such a strong body"

The wisdom of the Final God has made great progress compared to when this battle just started.

In those eyes emitting pink light, the indifferent divinity had almost disappeared.

Instead, there is intense greed.

Greed, shock, ecstasy.

The combination of desires that simply sound wrong fills the core of the Final God's thinking, making Him look a little twisted.

He was shocked by the strength of Lu Wenwu's body, and he also greedily coveted this powerful body.

Although the power of distorting the law of wishing for something to come true is strong, it also has its limits.

If I could seize this nearly perfect body in front of me, I would definitely become more perfect and stronger!

It was a terrifying body comparable to his own, enough to withstand more power of the law of making wishes come true.

"You will be mine."

The final god rushed out, his eyes revealing undisguised greed, and the light of the law shone brightly.

"Become one with me!"

"Haha. I'm waiting for you, baby!"

Lu Wenwu laughed heartily and pounded his strong chest with his fist.

The blood and qi suddenly rose up, burning a blazing blood and qi flame on his body surface.

"Come here, come here, hard!"

Obviously, even if the wisdom of the Ultimate God has grown, He is currently unable to hear the teasing and ambiguity in Lu Wenwu's words.

But after a long battle, He understood one thing.

The other party's strange words, which he could not understand, were definitely mocking him.

The eyes of the Ultimate God became somewhat cold, and anger continued to surge, causing the originally pure pink color of the Law of Wishes to Come True to be mixed with a hint of dark black and red.

The dragon knight's sharp spear, like a lance, suddenly blasted out and pierced into Lu Wenwu's newly grown heart.

Lu Wenwu's military killing fist also carried a tremendous force, and with one punch he blew up the head of the Ultimate God.

The other hand fiercely stabbed into the body of the Final God from the ribs, directly igniting a heavenly fire thunderstorm in the arm. In exchange for one arm, the opponent's upper body was completely exploded into a pile of black mucus, which once again infected the already shattered kingdom of God.

This kind of scene has been played out countless times before.

Neither side can kill the other.

In terms of recovery ability, one side is a monster of law fighting with a blood fountain on its back.

The other side simply relied on the powerful foundation accumulated over countless worlds to resist.

Neither side had the ability to kill the other side instantly, and the battle seemed to have completely entered garbage time.

But Lu Wenwu didn't think so.

He was laughing, he was laughing wildly.

This simple and rough confrontation gradually gave his body a strange feeling.

He is adapting!

He is evolving!

This kind of injury, which was constantly replaced and transferred by the power of the law, made his body firmly remember the workings of the law of making wishes come true.

It is a feeling that is engraved in every cell and has almost become an instinct.

Maybe Lu Wenwu's talent for other things is not that top-notch.

But in terms of body training, he undoubtedly has the most powerful talent in the world.

Unbeknownst to the Final God, every time He replaced and attacked, He was helping Lu Wenwu learn and tempering his already well-tempered body.

He doesn't need to learn.

He just had to remember to let his body get used to it and let it completely absorb him.

All the power that the Final God uses to attack, except for pure physical force, is nothing more than an extension of the law of making wishes come true.

Now Lu Wenwu is simply forging swords.

The knife is himself, and the forger is the diligent ultimate god.

He is as diligent as Teacher Kaido. Through constant beatings, Lu Wenwu's body has become accustomed to and begun to remember this feeling, making him accustomed to the attacks of the law.

"The rules are really hard to figure out."

After the two separated again, Lu Wenwu clenched his fists and felt the gradual transformation of his body, and couldn't help but talk to himself in his heart.

With the strength reaching this point now, the subsequent development is already very clear.

Since he stepped onto the long steps to godhood, the enemies he fought should all be beings who mastered the power of the laws, just like he was able to pry the laws by relying on his amazing egg-filled pancake cooking.

Whether it is cultivating the body, cultivating the soul, or cultivating magic, the final result is the same.

In the end, we always have to return to the field of rules, and we are all competing on the same track.

In this way, it becomes necessary to let the body get used to the law attacks and adapt to the law attacks in advance.

Breaking the law with force sounds simple, but it is actually very difficult.

The purity must be high, the strength must be great, the resistance must be sufficient, and the will must be strong.

In other words, if you want to go all the way down a path, you need to push the barrel theory to its limit.

Under normal circumstances, the amount of water a wooden barrel can hold depends on the shortest board.

But what if you turn the bucket sideways?

The amount of water it can hold will depend on the longest board, and it can be extended indefinitely.

This is probably what it means to break all laws with one's strength.

Although the path of breaking all laws with force is extremely extreme and difficult, it is not completely without benefits.

One thing that stands out is.

If you really encounter a problem that you cannot solve, you can rely on your body's super high resistance to run away.

If you can't win, just rest, practice and come back to fight again. There's nothing shameful about it.

It's not like he's a swordsman who has to fight even though he knows he can't win.

We barbarians who practice physical cultivation are not so idealistic. We don't shout about "courage", "love", "bonds" and so on and then suddenly our little universe explodes and we start killing people indiscriminately.

Only purity is real.

Just like now.

When the odds are evenly matched, if a swordsman is in this situation, he will have to use his sword to kill the person.

Or maybe he suddenly understood or saw something on a conceptual level, such as the long river of kendo, time, space, fate, etc., and suddenly burst out with no reason and took the opponent away directly.

But if Lu Wenwu really doesn't want to fight with the Final God, he can immediately withstand the opponent's damage and choose to settle the battle and run away.

Truly invincible.

Standing in the opponent's mouth and returning to the city, our tank with super high recovery is so unreasonable.

The initiative in battle is always in your own hands.

"But, my body has probably memorized the flavor of the law."

Lu Wenwu suddenly chuckled, and with a flash he dodged the attack from the Final God.

The battle has come to this point, and it's time to end it.

"No matter what kind of power it is, in my opinion, they all lead to the same goal. They can all be refined and transformed into nutrients for growth. There is no essential difference, only a difference in the form of expression."

"So, leveraging the laws and applying them is probably about using a strong enough will to command a strong enough energy, gaining GM-like authority within a certain space, forcibly manipulating and modifying reality."

"So, if my body is the strongest source of energy, and my will has completely merged with it, then this is the so-called 'Law of Power', the foundation for overcoming all obstacles."

"If I possessed the ability to replenish my own energy by devouring other matter, this would be the 'Law of Devouring,' a standard trait for protagonists in old online novels."

"It's called controlling the laws, but in essence, it's just imitating something that already exists and applying it. What determines combat power is still 'energy' and 'will'!"

"Whoever imitates more closely will have a higher degree of 'mastery over the rules'."

"So, the reason why I haven't finished with you yet is because my purity isn't high enough, and the kinetic energy I release isn't strong enough."

"Well, in this case, I have to use some of my favorite little tricks."

I have to say that Lu Wenwu's words have a kind of beauty that has strange numerical quotations and strange mechanisms.

But the words are rough but the truth is there.

That's the nature of combat.

Skill and strength.

If you can't win with pure strength, use skills.

If your skills are not enough to win, then improve your strength.

Even MOBA planners know that when two heroes have equally good mechanisms, their strength depends on their panel.

When the panels of both sides are evenly matched, it depends on who has the better mechanism.

No matter how good a mechanism is, it will be useless if the value is too low.

But if the stats are maxed out, even if it's a primitive man who can only attack with normal attacks, it can still defeat the monster with the gauze mechanism, and the opponent won't even have a chance to fight back, just like a gaudy clown.

This is the beauty of purity!

The most simple violent aesthetics!

"Blasphemer!"

Before Lu Wenwu could finish his sigh, the Ultimate God launched another attack.

His attack was more fierce and violent than before, like a torrential rain.

He, who had just been born, had no idea what Lu Wenwu was saying.

Laws are laws, power is power, how can they be confused?

Moreover, the other party's playful tone must be saying something mocking him.

I am just a mere mortal, how dare I challenge the majesty of God?

The heart of the Final God was filled with anger, causing the entire kingdom of God to shake.

The kingdom of God, which had almost been broken into two halves, had been completely assimilated by the gelatinous twisting force at some point, and was now closing in the middle like a clam shell.

The space at both ends continued to squeeze towards the middle, swallowing up everything like a tsunami, not even sparing the most basic elements!

The body of the Final God was stretched and expanded like rubber, and in an instant it lost its human form and turned into a twisted and deformed mountain of flesh, directly connected to the remaining two ends of the Kingdom of God.

He is the Kingdom of God!

"Become one with me!"

Overwhelming malice came with a terrifying force of assimilation, and wisps of pink crystal light scattered in the darkness, completely merging with the distortion.

"That's exactly what I meant."

Lu Wenwu smiled slightly, and actually cancelled all the buff bonuses, returning to the most simple human body.

A strange power floated out along with the blood and smoke, constantly rolling as if it had life, showing an almost materialized weirdness, and spreading straight towards the black distortion.

The moment the red blood mist came into contact with the sticky black distortion, the blood mist began to surge and roll at an extremely fast speed, growing wildly at a geometric speed.

The distortion is disappearing!

The blood mist surged wildly, and wave after wave of distorted power wrapped in the blood mist was transmitted back into Lu Wenwu's body and injected madly, almost bursting himself!

Before the opponent's assimilation power could corrupt Lu Wenwu's body and will, this evil twisted power was instantly broken down by his crusher-like body, turning into streams of pure energy and integrating into every cell.

This forced refining and infusion caused Lu Wenwu's body to be torn and exploded repeatedly, and then continued to heal under the powerful self-healing ability. The whole person almost turned into a constantly wriggling human-shaped flesh and blood mass.

The [Body] attribute is growing wildly, and the purity is rising visibly like a rocket.

"It's truly a rare delicacy in the world."

Lu Wenwu suppressed his pain, stretched his arms upwards, and murmured softly.

His body had long been accustomed to the power of the law, and was capable of containing and destroying this terrifying force of assimilation.

In the face of the overbearing devouring ability of the Heaven-Swallowing and Earth-Eating God, the Final God who had integrated into the Kingdom of God demonstrated a textbook example of shooting himself in the foot and was completely passive.

During the long tug-of-war, Lu Wenwu had long noticed that the distorted power could assimilate the kingdom of God.

In addition to waiting for his body to adapt to the battle just now, he was also waiting for an opportunity.

Wait for the opponent to completely merge with the kingdom of God, so that you can have the opportunity to eat your fill in one go.

"Damn mortal! What are you doing!"

The Final God's exasperated voice roared, deafening.

"As you can see, I'm eating."

The corners of Lu Wenwu's face, which was covered with cracks and blood, curled up, revealing a terrifying and hideous smile.

"I have been looking forward to this feast for a long time."

"Become one with me completely! I will soon grant you your wish!"

(End of this chapter)