Chapter 409: The Way of the Deadly Sword: The Sword of God-Slaying!

The mind is not a natural ability.

That is the insight that Alang has developed through continuous learning and training, and it is an extension of the combat skills that best suits his nature.

No matter when, where, or what the situation...

Alang is able to keep himself calm at all times, seize the opponent's flaws, and thus achieve the greatest results at the lowest cost.

Theoretically, even if there is only a one in a thousand chance, Alang can seize that fleeting opportunity and complete a Jedi turnaround in the battle.

In other words, this so-called "mind's eye" is actually based on the information obtained by Alang, and is the ability to predict the opponent's actions and break the situation to avoid danger.

Clang! Accompanied by a sharp sound of metal clashing.

The gods, who had been unable to contain themselves any longer, responded and decisively launched an attack, besieging Alang.

The first person to approach Alang was an eight-armed, four-legged, centaur-like god who held a long sword and mainly engaged in close combat.

The previous sound of metal clashing was also the sound of the centurion's sword being unsheathed.

Bang! When the Centaur's long sword collided with Alang's high-frequency vibration blade, violent air vibrations instantly surged.

With the blessing of the Centaur's power to become a god that distorts the rules.

Even the high-frequency vibration blade that can cut through everything at the molecular structure cannot cut through the long sword in the opponent's hand.

Because that long sword is not a "weapon" in the conventional sense, but an extension of the centaur's limbs.

"I am not the trash you slaughtered before..."

The single red eye emitted an astonishing murderous intent, and the centaur's eight arms instantly transformed into eight different weapons, which then stabbed at Alang viciously like a hedgehog.

——The Long Steps to Godhood: The Lord of Swords! Shape your entire body into a myriad of weapons.

This centaur was clearly following the path of a god of war, and his every move showed his perfect control over his weapon.

In fact, this type of weapon is not limited to cold weapons.

From the simplest swords to complex thermal weapons, and even various magical weapons in myths and legends, humans and horses can control them with ease.

Bang! Bang! Bang! In a split second of fighting, the Centaur's eight arms had transformed into dozens of different types of weapons.

Swords and axes for close combat, guns and cannons for mid-range firepower, and small floating cannons that can be fired directly from the hands...

The centaur showed Alang what a true "master of swords and weapons" was, and what a transcendent being was who could use all weapons at will.

Not only that, the Centaurs were even learning Alang's fighting style and skills during the battle with Alang.

"Fighting to support fighting is also what I am good at!"

Without concealing his inner excitement, the Centaur roared in a loud voice.

After the centaurs, other gods who had their own ulterior motives, although wary of each other, joined the battle at the first opportunity.

Of course, there are only a few Ascendants like Centaur who are experts in close combat and dare to fight Alang in close combat.

The vast majority of the God Ascendants joined the battle in other ways.

It can be creating traps, sneak attacks, long-range strikes, or providing buffs and debuffs...

In just less than ten seconds, Alang fully felt the difference between "one-on-one" and "group battle".

If it is a one-on-one battle, although Centaur's performance is strong, he will definitely not be a match for Alang.

Alang, who is accustomed to defeating the strong with the weak, has countless opportunities to kill his opponent.

This has nothing to do with how many weapons the opponent can use, nor does it have anything to do with whether the opponent is secretly learning one's fighting skills.

Unfortunately, during this siege, the Centaurs had countless opportunities for trial and error, and could have adjusted their fighting methods and fighting styles bit by bit.

On the other hand, Alang would be ambushed by those gods with strange powers if he was not careful.

The only thing to be thankful for is that Alang is smart enough.

Whenever everyone thinks A Lang is about to lose, he always manages to resolve the crisis in various incredible ways.

As a result, this seemingly one-sided battle inevitably fell into a stalemate.

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Silently, the water banshee who had disappeared reappeared on the outskirts of the battlefield.

Looking at Alang who was fighting with a group of gods, the water banshee did not feel worried at all.

Because she knew that Alang still had a trump card called [God's Treasure House] that he had not used yet.

Compared to Alang, the water banshee is now more concerned about the blade beast that is still in a coma.

From the perspective of the water banshee, she could clearly see the slightly trembling eyelid, as if it would wake up in the next moment.

"You have to act quickly now."

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After a brief hesitation, the water banshee finally decided to join the battle.

However, this time, the water banshee stood on Alang's side and fought against those gods together with him.

“I hope I won’t regret this choice.”

Before she finished her words, the figure of the water banshee disappeared instantly, replaced by a huge wave that came from nowhere.

Turbulent! Raging waves surged out from the ground, and the mist that was originally surrounded by clouds became even thicker.

Under the impact of this wave, thousands of water banshees appeared and confronted the gods at the outermost edge of the battlefield.

I just don't know what the idea is.

These water sirens did not use their best fighting method - that is, charming their opponents.

Simply by controlling the water flow, the water banshee transformed into thousands of forms and completely divided the battlefield in the most primitive and barbaric way.

"Thanks!"

Seeing this, Alang whispered softly, realizing that the water banshee was trying to buy himself a chance to defeat her one by one.

The next second, A Lang turned into a trail of afterimages like a ghost, and appeared directly in front of the people who had used up their old strength and had not yet generated new strength.

"you……"

His pupils suddenly contracted, and realizing the danger, the man immediately closed his eight arms and transformed them into a huge and thick shield.

Under the protection of the shield, the centaur was confident that he could block any attack from Alang.

Even the two high-frequency vibration blades that can cut through everything cannot easily cut through this shield.

However, the Centaurs placed too much emphasis on Alang's high-frequency shock blade, but did not realize that it was not his only means of attack.

Su! He reached out and pulled out a spinal cord sword from the one eye that appeared out of nowhere.

At this moment, Alang displayed a murderous attitude, and the chain-like spinal sword in his hand exuded a majesty that only a god could possess.

——The fatal sword art: the God-killing sword!

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