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Chapter 976 The Fall of the Heavenly Witch
The Zagros Mountains are swept by wind and thunder.

It was as if a thousand demonic dragons were roaring at the same time, and the howling thunder transformed into wildly dancing silver snakes, spreading endlessly across the ground.

The majestic red and black dragon could only flap its wings to dodge. Its speed was undoubtedly extremely fast, but it could not outrun light. Under the will of the vast expanse, lightning bolts connected in waves, almost completely engulfing the dragon.

But that was only "almost".

To an outsider, under such a terrifying attack, there shouldn't be any living creatures left.

Koko could clearly sense that the demonic dragon had not suffered any serious damage at all, because its flight trajectory seemed to predict the landing point of the lightning, always on the edge of this vast heavenly might.

"A sensory ability? Or is it the effect of that invisible domain? Your methods are not bad, but unfortunately, under the vast heavens, even the most powerful demonic dragon is nothing more than an insignificant beast!"

Now, Koko has risen into the clouds, inheriting the will of Heaven, and his true form has been hidden away by the "Eternal Heaven".

No matter how powerful this demonic dragon is, could it possibly harm this illusory body?

The two are not even in the same dimension, just like the people on the painting can never touch the people outside the painting, no matter what.

In this state, he is invincible. The only drawback is that this state greatly depletes his "humanity," and over time, he may lose himself.

However, Lothar's so-called "minor destiny" also gave him inspiration.

Although the will of all living beings is insignificant and cannot defy fate, it still helps to solidify humanity.

The face in the sky grew increasingly indifferent: "After I kill you, I will establish my own earthly divine kingdom in this fertile land of Taixi, gathering the faith of all living beings as sustenance to solidify my humanity, so as not to be assimilated by the will of the heavens."

For a devout shaman, being able to unite with the Eternal Heaven is tantamount to a Taoist taking a shortcut to reach the supreme realm of "refining emptiness and uniting with the Tao," something that is simply something they cannot ask for.

But for Kuo Kuo Chu, who aspired to be on par with Chongyang Zhenren and to create a path to immortality from the original shamanistic sect, he felt that he was better suited to be a "Tongtian Wu" for life.

"It's time to finish."

Koko thought he had figured out the dragon's escape method. Thunder roared in the clouds, but the endless stream of lightning suddenly stopped, as if it were brewing an even more powerful attack.

boom--

A mountain peak rose abruptly from the ground, blocking the direction in which the demonic dragon fled.

Its sudden movement caused the red and black dragon to crash headfirst into the mountain peak.

Rocks flew everywhere, and the massive mountain collapsed, unable to stop the dragon's charge.

But in that brief moment of hesitation, an exceptionally thick bolt of lightning, as if a divine punishment, struck the dragon's wings, splitting the scales that covered the wing bones, causing dragon blood, as molten as lava, to flow out.

"Let's see how you run now."

Kuo Kuo had a cat-and-mouse mentality, but at the same time couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

The True Man Chongyang has already attained the Dao. After killing this person, it is feared that it will be difficult to find such an opponent in the world.

When I am invincible in the future, who will be worthy to sit down and discuss philosophy with me?
The feeling of regret was fleeting, and the faces in the clouds returned to their indifference. Kuokuo's humanity was waning, but his mastery of destiny was becoming more and more refined, and the energy required was decreasing.

This feeling of omnipotence even caused someone as mentally strong as Koko to succumb to temptation.

With one wing damaged and its flight speed drastically reduced, the dragon became increasingly overwhelmed by the successive thunderbolts.

The injuries piled up, the scales shattered, and blood splattered everywhere.

But the dragon's face never showed the slightest fear; instead, there was a faint hint of a cold smile.

Arcs of electricity danced on his scales, penetrating them and seeping into his bones. Excruciating pain surged through his body, yet Lothar could still manage a laugh!

The main sources of damage from lightning are high current, high temperature, and shock wave. High temperature has almost no effect on Lothar, and the damage caused by high current and shock wave to him is also weakened within his "palace".

On the surface, this was a battle with no suspense, with Lothar at a complete disadvantage and only able to take hits. But in reality, being hit was also a form of confrontation. With each attack, Koko brought him one step closer to completely integrating with the will of heaven.

Not only does Lothar have the blessing of Lavinia's laws, but even if Kokochu successfully slays the dragon, he will still have a chance to make a comeback. Kokochu boasts that he is invincible, but little does he know that Lothar thinks so too.

More and more lightning bolts descended from the sky, and Kuokuo's methods of manipulating the will of heaven became increasingly skillful. The trees came to life, turning into giant tree people who stretched out their vines to block the demon dragon. Every now and then, rocks would rise from the ground to block the demon dragon's path.

Although the dragon had many injuries and its life force was weakening, it still seemed to be a long way from death.

Now, it was Kuokuo's turn to panic as he suddenly broke free from this feeling of "omnipotence" and regained his senses.

"Why aren't you dead yet!"

"What kind of creature is this dragon he transformed into? How can it be so tough!"

"Could this guy know the weakness of my current state and deliberately put on this tough dragon body in an attempt to wear me down?"

Kokochu was caught in a dilemma. He couldn't help but send a telepathic message: "You have one last chance to back out. If you agree, you only need to submit to Jochi, pay tribute, and cede Mesopotamia. Your original territory will never be disturbed."

The dragon responded with only a provocative burst of dragonfire, which flew into the clouds and disappeared.

Koko was furious. He could not back down because it involved the Dao, but he could not understand why Lothar insisted on it. For the sake of a country's territory, it was nothing more than worldly property. Compared with the "Dao struggle", was it not obvious which was more important?
"You asked for this!"

Dark clouds surged across the sky, and countless tall and imposing figures appeared within them. They were the thunder gods who had existed throughout history.

Thor, the God of Thunder, has red hair and a red beard, wears animal skin armor, and wields a warhammer.

There is also Zeus, the king of the gods, who holds a thunder scepter and has an eagle perched on his shoulder.

There is a thunder god with a blue face and fangs, holding a thunder wedge, surrounded by drummers.

There was also Indra, who wore golden armor and rode a white elephant.

They appeared indifferent, merely phantom images recorded in the annals of history. But when they unleashed their power together, it was truly comparable to the resurrection of ancient gods. The overwhelming divine might they displayed would likely kill even the real Thor himself.

boom!
Thor struck his warhammer, Zeus hurled his scepter, Ragnaros struck his thunderbolt, and Indra hurled his vajra.

Numerous divine artifacts manifested as lightning, completely sealing off the location of the demonic dragon, determined to bring this arrogant fool who dared to defy the will of heaven to his doom.

"ended."

Feeling the terrifying onslaught and the rapidly waning life force, Kuokuo let out a long breath. No matter how powerful the enemy, they could not withstand such an attack; even their souls would be shattered.

But at that moment, a sharp clang of metal could be faintly heard in Kuokuo's ears.

The metallic clang was as faint as a mosquito's buzz amidst the thunder, but Kokochu still caught the sound immediately and looked into the distance.

In the distant horizon, a spear engraved with countless sacred runes seemed destined to leave a trail like a shooting star in the sky before cleaving through the clouds with unstoppable force.

On that spear.

With her long, silver-gray hair dancing wildly in the wind, the resolute wolf girl stepped on the shaft of a spear and drew her twin blades from their sheath.

The golden law made her resemble Odin's Valkyrie, and she indeed stepped on Odin's divine spear "Gungnir," striking with a destiny-ordained, inevitable impact, touching the hidden true form of Kokochu from the level of the rules.

Immediately following was the ethereal sword tip, as fleeting as the wind.

The boundless sword energy surged into the very moment that the sure-hit "Gungnir" pulled Koko back to the mortal realm.

"Go away!"

Kuokuo's roar seemed to freeze time. The holy spear flying towards them flashed with brilliant light, yet it could not advance an inch. The girl's expression was resolute, and the sword energy filling the sky stopped at the same time.

"Lothar is dead. You dare to try and kill me!"

Looking at the sudden and frozen terrifying offensive, Kuo Kuo's heart trembled, but he couldn't suppress a smile on his face. He was on the right path, following the will of Heaven. Who in the world could rival him?
"Is there anyone else?"

As Kuokuo looked up, a woman in flowing white robes, like a fairy, appeared next to him. Under the golden light, she wrote a graceful Chinese character – “定” (ding).
Under the blessing of the law, the celestial being in the Prajna Book, in his extraordinary state, used his "banished immortal" talent to draw back the celestial power from his previous life's heyday, and wrote down these words that could settle all turmoil.

Time itself seemed to stand still.

Immediately, a golden shadow was projected next to the female assassin who had closed in to within tens of meters of him.

That was the reflection of the echo of Losar's decree.

He raised his hand, and the Spear of Destiny, shrouded in the aura of a dragon that breaks magic, materialized in his hand. The spear, imbued with the power of Cherinina's "Throat Squeeze" and the "magic-breaking" power of the Spear of Destiny, was thrust into his broad chest without hesitation.

The frozen Cherinina, along with the impenetrable Holy Lance thrown from a hundred miles away, simultaneously regained their movement and thrust together at the original body of Kokochu, which had been hidden by the will of heaven.

On the ground, after the lightning dissipated, a broken dragon statue was revealed.

The stone statue gradually regained its color, and its damaged parts transformed into hideous wounds. The scattered stone fragments turned into large chunks of flesh and blood, and dragon blood flowed into a small river.

The judge, clad in legal armor, approached the dragon with a pale face, reaching out to squeeze out the last bit of power from her body to heal his injuries.

The dragon looked up at the gradually dissipating dark clouds in the sky, a smile appearing on its face.

"Thank you for your hard work, Nia."

"And everyone."

(End of this chapter)