Chapter 136. Nu Enluo dies, Xiao...
Lin Xiaoxiao was thrown back by the energy rebounded from the barrier, crashing through more than a dozen half-collapsed high-rise buildings, creating a large hole more than 2 meters wide in a straight line, before finally coming to rest embedded in a solid wall.
She coughed up a mouthful of blood, first struggling to pull her hand off the wall, then bracing herself against the wall with both hands, and finally her whole body.
On the other end, Xiao Weizhi quickly climbed out of the pit the moment Lin Xiaoxiao was knocked away, wanting to rush to save her, but was entangled by Liu Duoxin and Chen Zhuoran, who had somehow broken free of their restraints.
Just before those black, withered claws were about to grab Xiao Weizhi's waist, he suddenly lunged forward and rolled, tumbling one and a half times in the air before kneeling on one knee and landing safely.
He held the staff 1.3 meters apart, gripping the ends, and positioned it above his head to block the menacing claws.
Chen Zhuoran, transformed into a demon, bent over and pressed in, his mouth overflowing with foul-smelling saliva. His 40-centimeter-long tongue, like a snake, protruded from his mouth, occasionally uttering a word or two: "Die, die, Xinxin, unhappy, die."
Xiao Weizhi kept a cold face, unmoved by the long purple tongue that was about to lick his cheek.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, a glint of light flashing in them, and began to mobilize the energy within his body. His hair fluttered without wind due to the energy, and a few seconds later, hundreds of one-meter-long ice spikes appeared out of thin air behind the demon Chen Zhuoran, three meters away, aimed at various parts of his back.
As Xiao Weizhi closed her eyes and then opened them again, the ice spikes had already locked onto their target and were attacking the demon's back.
As the ice spike pierced the demon's body, the thick chill instantly froze the demon into an ice sculpture with an extremely ferocious face and posture.
Once Xiao Weizhi had the weapon under control, he released it, leaving the demon to hold onto it, and flew back towards Lin Xiaoxiao's location.
Just as it rose to 8 meters in the air, and flew three meters further, it was blocked by the black mist figure controlled by Liu Duoxin. He gritted his teeth and roared in a low voice, "Get lost!"
The black-mist figure grinned, revealing a mocking smile. Liu Duoxin's voice came from that mouth: "Xiao Weizhi, don't forget, your opponent is us."
The moment those two words were uttered, the demon, frozen into an ice sculpture, went from a barely perceptible vibration to a visible one, followed by obvious cracks appearing on its surface.
Before long, the ice shattered, and the demon broke through it. As if it didn't understand pain, it snapped off the ice spike stuck in its back. Thick, black, foul-smelling blood, like petroleum, dripped onto the ice surface, hissing and corroding like sulfuric acid.
The demon and the black mist man surrounded Xiao Weizhi, clenching their fists in perfect unison, trapping him in a diagonal encirclement, attempting to smash him into mincemeat.
Xiao Weizhi, who was flying in mid-air, clenched his right hand in the air. The weapon on the ground trembled and flew directly into his hand. He grabbed it and swung it hard.
The weapon traced a near-circular trajectory, its energy fluctuations carrying a chilling intent, forming a semi-solid state that blocked the pincer attack from Liu Duoxin and Chen Zhuoran.
Xiao Weizhi's heart pounded a few times, his blood began to boil, and his dark, deep eyes began to glow with a blood-red light.
Liu Duoxin's voice was anxious and shrill: "Chen Zhuoran, don't waste time, he has to die here."
Upon hearing Liu Duoxin's voice, Chen Zhuoran, who had transformed into a demon, became even more dazed in his already cloudy eyes. His injured back tore open, and eight dark arms grew out.
Chen Zhuoran absorbed the black mist in mid-air once more, his body creaking and tearing as he swelled again, reaching a height of 19 meters in the blink of an eye. He clenched his fists, pounded his chest, and roared, "Ah—"
It grew from 19 meters to over 50 meters.
Xiao Weizhi, who is 1.9 meters tall, looks like an insect that can be crushed with two fingers in front of the 28-meter-tall black mist man and the 50-meter-tall demon.
His eyes glowed red, and the dizziness in his head grew stronger. His gaze swept coldly over Liu Duoxin and Chen Zhuoran in front of and behind him, and his blood felt like boiling water, about to overflow from his body.
He seemed to be controlled by invisible threads, like a puppet that could not move.
Chen Zhuoran's ten fists sent him flying into the air, then slammed him to the ground, and then threw him back into the air to punch him. In just two minutes, he was attacked hundreds of times.
Xiao Weizhi's energy armor was shattered, and his clothes were reduced to dust during the attack. His face and body were covered with bruises.
But he remained motionless, allowing Chen Zhuoran and Liu Duoxin to attack him until he was covered in wounds and was thrown to the ground like a rag doll.
An excited Liu Duoxin directed Chen Zhuoran to deliver the final blow to Xiao Weizhi.
Xiao Weizhi, who was left with only a pair of tattered pants, slowly stood up and caught a fist that was many times larger than his body with his bronze-colored hand. Puffs of hot smoke rose from the junction of his palm and fist.
Chen Zhuoran seemed surprised that Xiao Weizhi, that worm, could actually withstand his punch. He angrily clenched his remaining nine hands and swung them at a speed too fast for the naked eye to see: "Damn it, you worm, I'm going to smash you into mincemeat."
Xiao Weizhi exuded a strong killing intent as he withstood Chen Zhuoran's punches. He was panting heavily, a smile of excitement at seeing his prey curling at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes glowed with a distinct red light: "You've given me so many punches, now it's my turn."
His left arm, clenched into a fist, had clearly defined muscles and prominent veins. Compared to the demon in front of him, the speed of his punch could be described as snail's pace.
But with just this one punch, he shattered the arm in front of him into pieces, and the force of the punch sent the 50-meter-tall demon flying.
The demon rolled dozens of times on the ground, carving out a deep pit a hundred meters long.
Xiao Weizhi rubbed his left shoulder with his right hand and swung his left hand around a few times, as if to relax his body. With an excited expression on his face, he walked towards the demon: "Come on, let's continue."
At the same time that Xiao Weizhi unilaterally ganged up on Liu Duoxin and Chen Zhuoran.
On the other side, Lin Xiaoxiao was being suppressed by Nu Enluo, who had completely entered a god-possessed state.
Nuenro is now completely unrecognizable as human. His head has turned into a monster with many tentacles, his purplish-black arms are covered with compound eyes of all sizes, a three-meter-long tail has grown from his tailbone, and his feet have grown claws like those of a reptile.
Those completely black eyes were fixed on Lin Xiaoxiao, who was 4 meters away, covered in wounds and holding two lightsabers.
His mouth, splitting down to his earlobes, was slightly open, revealing sharp teeth inside. Seven thin tongues, like snake forks, were constantly licking outside his mouth, looking both bizarre and disgusting.
He gently clenched his right hand towards Lin Xiaoxiao, and the black mist in the air exploded in succession.
Lin Xiaoxiao's left eye glowed, and the Scales of Fortune quickly materialized, creating a special trading space that blocked the continuous explosions.
Once the explosions subsided slightly, she manipulated the Scales of Fortune, traversing the smoke, and attacked Nuenro in front of her.
With a wave of his hand, Nuenro conjured an invisible wall of air, blocking the attack of Lucky Libra. His voice was hoarse and clearly heavy: "Hahahaha, such a feeble attack, even a child's toy is better than this. Are you sure you don't need divine intervention?"
Lin Xiaoxiao flashed out from the other end of the smoke, her lightsabers aimed at Nuenro's neck: "Divine Possession? I don't need it."
While the Divine Possession technique is very powerful, it has significant side effects.
Once a deity possesses a body, all the meridians and energy within the body will be broken into fragments after use. At best, it will take at least a few years to recover; at worst, it will be irreparable.
The lightsaber encountered no resistance and struck Nunnor's neck directly.
Just as Lin Xiaoxiao's eyes flashed with excitement, she realized that the lightsaber seemed to have struck the hardest stone in the world.
Aside from a numbness in his hand, they couldn't even cut a single hair on his body.
Nuenro turned his head to look at Lin Xiaoxiao and sneered: "My body is now as strong as a god. Do you think your toy-like lightsaber can hurt me?"
Lin Xiaoxiao's lips curled slightly: "Then what about this move?"
Her left eye gleamed as she manipulated the Scales of Fortune to create a special space that trapped Nuenro. At the same time, she flew backward, releasing the lightsabers in her hands and letting them float in mid-air, while her hands quickly formed hand seals.
A magic circle radiating golden light rapidly expanded outwards from the location of Nuenro.
In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a magic circle over three thousand meters in size, with golden pillars of light carrying intense energy that enveloped the entire small area.
[Candidate for Godhood - Lin Xiaoxiao, Slayed Evil God +1, Reward: A Sliver of Purifying Power]
[Candidates for deity...]
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【Mandatory Quest for Divine Succession 2: Slay the Evil God [312/30023]】
As the golden beam of light descended, it instantly annihilated more than three hundred evil gods, allowing Mission Two to advance a little further.
At the same moment the pillar of light appeared, a golden magic circle also appeared beneath Lin Xiaoxiao's feet:
Lady Luck has refused your request for a visit.
Upon seeing this notification, Lin Xiaoxiao's expression instantly turned serious. She hadn't expected that her plan to use the Divine Phantom Descent Technique as a trump card would be rejected.
Quan Zhi's voice suddenly rang in her mind: "You are now a candidate for godhood, which in essence means you are a lucky future competitor. The fact that He hasn't attacked you is already a sign of mercy."
Lin Xiaoxiao's expression was serious: "Yes."
Since the Divine Phantom Descent Technique is unusable, we need to think of other methods.
The golden beam of light quickly dissipated, and although wisps of white smoke were rising from the body of the deepest center of Nuenro, there was not a single scratch on his body.
He grinned maliciously, twisted his neck, and brushed off non-existent dust from his shoulder: "This is your strongest attack? Then it's my turn."
Lin Xiaoxiao stared blankly at Nu Enlu in front of her, panting heavily, a cold smile curving her lips: "Heh."
Her left hand was behind her back, and her fingers deftly made several special gestures. Then, a faint holy light emanated from her palm, and a special vortex the size of an egg appeared in the center of her palm.
Nu Enlu clenched his fists, flashed through space, and appeared directly beside Lin Xiaoxiao, just as his fists were about to fall.
Lin Xiaoxiao swiftly drew the longsword, which had been hidden within her body and shimmered with a sacred seven-colored light, from her left palm with her right hand.
This longsword is a common model most commonly used by professionals more than 3,800 years ago.
The sword is 1.4 meters long and 9 centimeters wide. It has a flat rhombus shape and is inlaid with 7 dull gems of different colors near the hilt. It looks very ordinary.
Congratulations on obtaining: (Super Artifact) Godslayer Sword
【(Super Divine Artifact) God-Slaying Sword: It is the sword weapon of the fallen (righteous god) God of Rules. Originally, it was only a demigod-level weapon, but due to its long-term slaying of gods, it was soaked in divine blood and eventually upgraded into a super divine artifact through special forging.】
[Special Effect: When fighting gods, sharpness increases by 10,000%, and it possesses the true power to cut through all illusions in the world... Forged by: The God of Craftsmen (fallen)]
With a gentle swing of his sword, the sharp blade sliced through Nuenro's fist.
He directly split Nuenro's fist in two from the middle. If Nuenro hadn't retreated in time, he would have been split in two as well.
A look of disbelief flashed across Nuenro's dark eyes: "Why can your weapon hurt me? My physical strength is close to that of a god, how is this possible?"
Quan Zhi materialized and sat on Lin Xiaoxiao's shoulder, sighing helplessly, "Didn't we agree that we wouldn't use this weapon now?"
This secret weapon meant to slay the god of greed has been used now. Once He finds out, He will surely be on guard, making it even more difficult to kill Him.
Lin Xiaoxiao stared at Nu Enlu in front of her, her tone calm: "There's no other way, I can't kill him right now, so I have to use it ahead of time."
This ultimate artifact, the God-Slaying Sword, was retrieved from the depths of the Omniscient Library and transferred into Lin Xiaoxiao's body after Quan Zhi revealed his identity.
It was originally planned to be a secret weapon used to slay the god of greed and the goddess of fortune at the last moment.
The moment Nu Enlu saw Quan Zhi appear, he stopped attacking and instead stood there, demanding sharply, "Why didn't you choose me? Am I not better than her?"
Quan Zhi stared coldly at the inhuman Nuenro in front of him, his voice unusually calm: "Why would I choose an anomaly who obtained the identity of an agent through special means?"
Lin Xiaoxiao looked puzzled and asked in a low voice, "Outlier? What do you mean?"
Quan Zhi coughed lightly twice: "It involves past secrets, I'll tell you another day."
Nuenro seemed to be provoked by the word "outsider" from Quan Zhi's mouth. Black smoke began to rise from his body, and his expression became extremely twisted and ferocious: "Outsider? Hahahaha, I am an outsider, hahahahaha..."
Nuenro's body was shrouded in thick black mist, and his severed arm grew back as he leaped towards Lin Xiaoxiao...
This battle lasted for two full days and one night, and the entire perimeter centered on them was reduced to war ruins.
When Lin Xiaoxiao swung her sword for the last time, cutting Nu Enlu in half at the waist, fearing that he would heal again by relying on the black mist, she also used the sword in her hand to pierce his forehead and penetrate directly into the ground.
Black smoke suddenly dissipated from Nuenro's body, and his mutated body returned to normal. His dark eyes stared intently at Quan Zhi on Lin Xiaoxiao's shoulder, and a strong sense of resentment flashed in his dimmed eyes.
Everything from the past flashed before my eyes like a revolving lantern:
{Eunro was born in the underground town of the God-favored Capital, the most depraved red-light district. His mother was a pitiful woman forced to sleep with multiple men to survive; she didn't even know who Eunro's father was.}
At age 3, he witnessed his mother's tragic death in bed. To survive, he became a beggar and an abandoned child... At age 12, this handsome young man was knocked unconscious one night and sold to a special district in a red-light district, where he experienced his most painful night...
{As 16-year-old Nuenro lay dying, a hoarse voice asked him in the darkness, 'Do you want to change your fate?' The boy, his eyes already numb, as he had done a thousand times before, obediently lowered his head: 'Yes.'}
That night, the town was burned to the ground by a mysterious dark fire. Three months later, in a small mountain village thousands of kilometers away, a boy named Nuenro ascended to become an agent of the God of Creation…
{Initially, Nuenro thought he had been reborn, but he was still a puppet being manipulated, only now the one controlling him was no longer a human, but the Dark God: Greed.}
{Originally attempting to escape the control of the god of greed by finding the ruins of the god of wisdom, Nu'enro became disheartened and twisted after repeated precise strikes… ultimately transforming into the twisted god who enjoyed human experimentation.}
The light in Nuenro's dark eyes gradually dimmed, and his aura slowly disappeared. The once powerful and arrogant agent of the God of Creation had officially drawn the curtain on his life.
[Lin Xiaoxiao, candidate for God of Rules, has defeated Enro, the protector of the God of Greed. Congratulations on obtaining: A trace of divine enlightenment.]
Just seconds after Lin Xiaoxiao finished her battle, Xiao Weizhi was also about to finish his.
Chen Zhuoran, who had transformed into a demon, was forcibly dismantled by Xiao Weizhi's fist, reverting to his previous inhuman and ghostly appearance. His limbs were torn off, leaving only his head and torso, where he lay barely breathing in a deep pit.
The black mist giant was also smashed apart by a flurry of punches and returned to its smoke state. The controller, Liu Duoxin, was covered in injuries and curled up under a half-broken wall, looking at Xiao Weizhi, who was enveloped in killing intent that was almost solidified, with a terrified look in her eyes, and raised her fist.
Her voice was filled with terror: "Xiao Weizhi, you can't kill me! Don't forget, Grandma Xiao told you that you must protect me."
Xiao Weizhi's fist, which was aimed at her head, hovered in mid-air. After a dozen seconds of silence, his voice was hoarse and mocking: "Liu Duoxin, you have no right to mention Grandma. She treats you better than we, her own grandchildren, do."
"When you stand idly by, why don't you think about her good qualities? If you had just given her a helping hand, she could have survived."
If it weren't for his grandmother holding his hand before she died and saying, "Duoxin didn't do it on purpose. She's young and timid. Let him take good care of her."
Liu Duoxin never had the chance to act like a tyrant in the capital for so many years, despite being his fiancée.
Xiao Weizhi's words struck Liu Duoxin's heart like a heavy hammer blow.
She first pursed her lips, then her undamaged eye was filled with mockery: "If she really cared about me, she wouldn't have hidden the legendary treasure of the Xiao family so carefully."
No matter how she tried, she couldn't find it.
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