The light gradually dissipated, and now Morais appeared in front of everyone, with his long black hair falling like a waterfall, flying freely in the wind.
His entire body was surrounded and entangled in faint white light. From a distance, it looked as if he was wearing a suit of armor made of pure light, emitting a dazzling brilliance.
In his eyes, there was no longer the chilling bloodthirsty look that had appeared when he had transformed into a demon. Instead, there was a clear and bright look like water.
However, beneath this clear and bright scene, there was a hidden aura as sharp and cold as a knife blade, like two cold lights that could penetrate everything, tightly locking onto the God of Creation in front.
At this moment, all the people who were fighting fiercely on the battlefield raised their heads and looked at the figure in the sky. Everyone's face showed an expression of disbelief, with their mouths wide open and their eyes round.
And the creator god also stared at Molaishi with interest.
The God of Creation also looked at Morais with great interest. He naturally felt that Morais had reached the demigod realm like him, but he was not panicked at all. Instead, he wanted to see how strong this Chinese man in front of him was.
In the next moment, Morais gave the answer with practical actions.
Mo Laishi looked at the puppet soldiers on the ground, who numbered less than 2,000 but were still fearlessly charging at the border, as well as the ten divine messengers behind the Celestial God Organization camp. He said with a cold look, "You're just a bunch of flies. Let's deal with you first."
Before he finished speaking, he waved his arm lightly, and a dazzling white light shot out from his hand like lightning.
The moment the dazzling white light flew out of his hand, it seemed to be given life and began to split apart rapidly.
First it split into two, then two into four, four into eight... and it continued to split like this, with flashes of light, and finally formed an overwhelming "light rain"!
This rain of light poured down from above like the Milky Way, carrying the force of thunder and sweeping towards the puppet soldiers and divine messengers below at an astonishing speed.
Faced with this sudden change, the puppet soldiers did not react at all and continued to stand mechanically like puppets.
However, the gods' messengers, with their keen perception, were the first to sense the approaching danger.
Their faces turned pale with fear, and they turned around without hesitation and ran away.
However, before they could escape two steps away, the rain of light falling as rapidly as meteors had already accurately penetrated the back of their heads.
In an instant, the gods' eyes widened, their eyes filled with disbelief and despair.
They didn't even have time to let out a scream before they fell straight to the ground, without any movement.
Those puppet soldiers were not spared either. Every ray of light rain was like a deadly spell from hell. Once it touched the body of a puppet soldier, it could easily take away a life.
In the blink of an eye, one puppet soldier after another fell down. The scene was horrific, as if the land had turned into a bloody slaughterhouse.
And those rays of light rain were like the ruthless scythe wielded by the god of death, wantonly reaping these fearless puppets.
The warriors who came to help and the members of the Tianshu organization witnessed this thrilling scene and were all deeply shocked.
Everyone's face showed astonishment, their mouths were wide open and couldn't close for a long time.
Especially Huo Ci, his expression was exaggerated to the extreme. It took him a long time to come back to his senses, and he stammered out: "F-f ...
However, facing the tragic deaths of puppet soldiers and divine messengers one after another, the God of Creation was like an emotionless sculpture, watching all this coldly, as if he didn't care at all.
The disappearance of those living lives seemed like insignificant dust to him, the almighty god.
At this moment, a cold and slightly teasing voice slowly emanated from behind the mysterious mask: "Not bad, not bad. You are very strong and worthy of being my opponent."
"Don't worry, it will be your turn next." Morais said coldly while looking at the God of Creation.
"Really? Then I'm really looking forward to it." The tone of the God of Creation suddenly became excited.
The next second, the two people confronting each other in the air disappeared at the same time.
The world suddenly fell silent for a moment.
"Where did they go?" someone asked in confusion.
At this time, a bright light appeared in the sky about two kilometers away, as if answering his question.
Morais was suspended in the air, the light armor around him flowing like liquid stars, and every inch of his skin radiated a dazzling white light.
The ground beneath his feet had long since cracked into a spider web, and the gravel was crushed into powder by the invisible pressure, surging in the halo like pale snow.
The God of Creation stood in the clouds, his black robe rustling, and his pupils beneath the mask were rippling with faint blue - that was a sign that his mental power had condensed into substance.
"laugh--"
The God of Creation tapped the void with his fingertips.
In an instant, the entire sky twisted and collapsed!
The scene before Morais' eyes was torn and reassembled wildly: a sea of blood was boiling, bones were piled up like mountains, and countless vengeful spirits were screaming and rushing towards him.
The stench of rotting flesh rushed into the nose, and the eardrums were pierced by the shrill wails and almost bled - the mental illusion directly hit the five senses!
"A mere trifle!" Mo Laishi roared, his pupils bursting into two balls of flame.
Light!
The purest light!
He transformed into a white rainbow that penetrated the illusion. Wherever he passed, the sea of blood evaporated, the bones burned, and the vengeful spirits melted like wax the moment they touched the light.
The sky in the real world reappeared, but it was no longer the same as before - the clouds were torn into vortexes by two forces, lightning danced like golden snakes, and heavy rain poured down, but it was evaporated into pale mist a thousand meters away from the battlefield.
When those people with higher cultivation levels on the original battlefield saw this scene, they all swallowed hard.
"Is this a battle between demigods? It's terrifying."
Duanmu Taichu, who had always been cheerful, couldn't help but feel frightened when he saw this scene. His expression became more solemn than ever, and his back was already wet with cold sweat.
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