Gao Wu: You have science, and I have magic!

As the merciless natural disaster continued to wreak havoc, the entire Izumo archipelago began to rapidly sink into the sea. Countless Izumo people scrambled to escape to higher places, with only one thought left in their minds - stay away from the coastline!

However, water and fire are merciless. Driven by the earthquake waves, the roaring waves began to devour the lives of the Izumo people in large numbers, bringing endless death to this land that has been plagued by disasters since ancient times.

In just one hour, the population of Izumo dropped sharply from 125 million to 18 million!

More than 100 million people were swallowed up by the tsunami, large tracts of economically prosperous cities were buried under the sea, and the survivors were not out of danger either.

Because the barren mountains lack the materials necessary for human survival, whether food or medicine, no one can guarantee how many of the 18 million people will survive as time goes by.

Perhaps only martial artists with stronger survival abilities have a greater chance of surviving this disaster of the annihilation level.

A huge number of deaths in a short period of time and the despair of countless people detonated a tide of thought energy, impacting the barrier separating the spiritual world from reality, and creating a hole in the curtain of the Jedi Heavenly Link.

A terrifying whisper was heard from a tiny crack in the sky.

"The gate of heaven has finally opened."

Even after six thousand years, the formation of the Jedi Tiantong still remains in operation, repairing the barrier, filling the gaps, and reclosing the accidentally opened sky gate.

"No one can stop the coming of the apocalypse."

Click~
A pair of large hands covered in bone armor reached out from the crack in time and space, grabbed the closing door, and tore the shrinking crack open again: "I am ordered by the emperor to blow the horn of doomsday and bring eternal death and extinction to all living beings!"

The Death Knight was born.

He forged armor with the corpses of all living things, and carved the mark of death onto a bone sword. His entire body was drenched in an ominous aura.

He is the mortal enemy of all things and living things in the world - Death!
"Hahaha, praise my Lord!"

"Bring clean death to this dirty world!"

"We are willing to dedicate all the living beings in the world to you, my Lord!"

The members of the Red Moon Cult, who had been hiding in the crowd, suddenly launched an attack and began killing people wantonly, hoping to please their master with the death of living beings.

"Damn it!"

"It's the Cult of the Red Moon. They are actually members of the Death Council!"

Among those who are still alive, many are contestants of this World Martial Arts Competition, especially the martial artists from Europe, who are no strangers to the notorious martial arts school, the Red Moon Cult.

Before, everyone thought that the Crimson Moon Cult was a peripheral organization created by the Crimson Templar and the Source Blood Society, but now they discovered that this group of lunatics were actually members of the Death Council!
"My Lord has come to this world. We no longer need to hide our identities. Let us bring a wave of death to this world! Let the death of all living beings bear witness to our piety!"

"In praise of death!"

"I obey your will, Your Majesty the Red Moon Holy Lord!"

Amid the singing of countless Red Moon Cult members, a figure clad in a blood-stained robe rose into the air and began to slaughter the rebellious Silver Grandmaster martial artists.

With just a slight raise of his hand, he instantly killed Tetsuhiko Oyama, the martial arts master of Izumo Province.

In the crowd, Hutt's scalp suddenly tingled: "Oh no, it's the leader of the Red Moon Cult, the prince-level vampire Dio! I didn't expect that he is one of the three great chairmen of the Death Council!"

The Golden Martial Saint is a transcendental individual who stands at the pinnacle of mortals and is only one step away from becoming a god.

Dio, the Holy Lord of the Red Moon, is such an unrivaled powerful being.

If he wanted to, he could kill all the more than 18 million "slippery fish" who were still alive.

Even though Lanxius is also a vampire, he is also on the killing list of the Council of Death because he has not transformed himself into an undead creature.

"Lanceus! What should I do?"

"Besides resisting, what else can we do? Let's fight together!"

Lanxius drew his sword and worked with Hurt to win over the surviving Silver Grandmasters, whether they were from the East Pole Kingdom, the West Pole Kingdom, or the Europa and Izumo Kingdom.

At this moment, in order to survive, everyone has to put aside their past grudges and fight to the death.

"Hahaha, struggle ahead. This spirit of resistance will make your death even sweeter."

Dio enjoyed the anger, hatred and despair of Lancius and other martial artists just like tasting fine wine. The emotions of living beings always fascinated him who was already accompanied by death.

As the Izumo land sank, the original high mountains on the island gradually turned into isolated islands.

Dio, who was originally chasing Lanxius and Hurt, was suddenly attracted by a breath in the distance: "A golden saint fell?"

The death of the Martial Saint brought about strange phenomena from the sky.

Under normal circumstances, such changes would be sensed by other Martial Saints even if they were thousands of miles away.

Unfortunately, the land of Izumo at this time was an arena for the war of gods, and several gods had fallen there. The death of a few martial saints was too insignificant in front of the fluctuations in time and space caused by the fall of gods.

If Dio had not been an undead, living with death all day long, he would not have been able to sense the fall of several martial saints.

"Praise death! The demise of the saint will surely please our Lord even more!"

Dio showed an expression of greed and ecstasy, and immediately gave up chasing Lancius and Hutt and headed straight to the northeast.

On the island below, Hercules Hurt lay in the rubble like a dead dog, thankful, "That old guy actually left like this?"

"Maybe they found other prey."

Lanxius was holding a broken sword, his body covered in blood, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured.

Both of them survived the disaster and secretly prayed in their hearts that the Red Moon Saint Lord would never come back.

It was a pity that their prayers failed. After a moment, a blood-red figure returned the same way, making the two men's hearts instantly rise to their throats.

But when they looked closely, they found that the Red Moon Saint Lord was in a miserable state, and black substance similar to plasma kept falling from his body, just like pouring out from a broken water pipe.

That is liquid death, called soul blood by the undead creatures!

In order to maintain his own strength, Dio frantically sucked the spiritual blood of other members of the Red Moon Cult.

Looking down at the square from the sky, one can see scarlet Dior flowers spreading outward in circles with a bloody figure as the center. Life withers, soul blooms, revealing a sense of weirdness.

Many martial artists who were fighting in close combat with members of the Red Moon Cult fell before they could even start.

The members of the Red Moon Cult who secretly defected to the Death Council had long been transformed into undead. Their bodies had long been dead, and they relied entirely on the existence of spiritual blood to maintain their function. As long as the spiritual blood was separated, all their strength would be taken away from their bodies, and their skin would be pale and dull, no different from the corpses of the dead.

Many members of the Red Moon Cult who were originally killing indiscriminately were horrified when they saw this. Although they believed in death, they actually just wanted to use it to escape their own death.

When they themselves are about to die, they turn around and run immediately. As a result, their spiritual blood is extracted as soon as they take a step, and all the strength in their body is absorbed and turned into part of their blood.

Often the whole body would freeze, unable to move. Then blood would flow from the eyes, nose, mouth, and ears, and hot, sticky liquid would flow down toward the place where the special resonance frequency was emitted.

This bizarre scene made almost everyone involuntarily stunned for a moment, and they instinctively felt disgusted in their hearts.

All living things in the world instinctively resist death!

All members of the Red Moon Cult turned into spiritual blood on the spot. Dio, the leader of the Red Moon Cult, had obviously used some powerful forbidden trump card.

In a fight between martial artists, a Golden Martial Saint is the ultimate being who can decide the outcome, so his own recovery is far more useful than all the Red Moon Cult members present combined.

At Dio's location, the blood had gathered to form a solid-liquid mixture similar to a blood pool. The air was filled with a strong sweet smell that made people dizzy.

Several nearby martial artists from the Europa Holy Army fainted on the spot, falling on the winding trail of blood. Their bodies were strangely losing weight at a speed visible to the naked eye, gradually shrunken.

Obviously, their strength was also drained away!

When Hutt rushed over and pulled these unfortunate guys apart, they had already stopped breathing. They looked completely emaciated, and all the energy in their bodies had been drained away.

"damn it!"

Hutt yelled, "All martial artists, listen up! Leave this place and stay as far away as possible!"

After saying that, a figure holding a broken sword appeared beside him. Lanxius looked solemnly at the place not far away.

Soon, they saw a woman who was carried forward by the waves. She was extremely beautiful and charming, with a charm that was hard for mortals to resist.

"Golden Martial Saint!"

The two men exclaimed, and then saw a golden cocoon in the woman's arms.

Click~
There was the crisp sound of broken glass, followed by a flawless little hand tearing open the golden cocoon, and a newborn baby emerged from it.

Although her face and figure were so young, her pair of eyes as bright as stars, just sweeping over here, made Hurt and Lanxius almost faint.

The momentum that suppresses everything and sweeps across the universe is almost like that of a god!
The two men could not support their bodies and fell to their knees, instinctively surrendering to the baby in front of them.

Lanxius, who had awakened the blood talent of the hundred-eyed giant, saw that the baby in front of him was Ye Qingzhou: "He... is... Ye Qingzhou..."

"How... is it possible... to be so... strong..."

The two faced powerful mental pressure and were almost on the verge of emotional collapse.

Ye Qingzhou, who was still in the infant state, saw that he was naked. With a wave of his hand, the golden silk automatically wrapped around his body and turned into an exquisite robe.

"Ah, my dear has become so cute!"

Yingyue's heart melted with cuteness and she hugged him even tighter.

But how could she know that in the eyes of other martial artists, Ye Qingzhou was a genuine and terrifying devil.

Having absorbed a large amount of war power, he now possessed characteristics similar to divine power, which could make all living beings kneel in submission, and even professional martial artists could be crushed with just one glance.

Only those above the Grandmaster level can retain their own will.

"Ye Sheng, this is a misunderstanding! I have no intention of becoming your enemy!"

In the red blood cocoon, the voice of the Red Moon Saint Lord was buzzing.

Just now, he followed the breath of the fallen saint to the place where Ye Qingzhou and the Knight King Aura fought, and then met Yingyue holding the golden cocoon.

Seeing Yingyue's weak breath, he thought he could take advantage of her, but when he made a move, he realized that he had hit a wall and was injured by Ye Qingzhou's sword energy through the golden cocoon.

He still wanted to beg for mercy, but Ye Qingzhou would never tolerate him: "Remnants of the Red Moon Cult? It seems that you are a member of the Source Blood Society. All members of the Source Blood Society must die."

"Wait! I'm from the Council of Death!"

"Ok?"

Ye Qingzhou was speechless: "How many groups are you in? Forget it, I just don't like you, so I won't let anyone go if I kill them by mistake."

After saying that, Ye Qingzhou disappeared into Yingyue's arms.

Less than ten meters away from Dio, the figure appeared again, and then continued to accelerate, stabbing in like a spear. The straight arm was the tip of the spear, stabbing straight in!

The sword fingers whizzed through the air, and the air flow on the surface was compressed to form a white mist, as if two white rays of light glided past in the blink of an eye.

Boom~boom~
Two sword beams, one black and one white, exploded in the center of the blood pool like meteors. In the exploded blood cocoon, the true form of a golden martial saint wearing armor was revealed.

He raised his hand and punched, attacking with attack, the fist and sword finger collided, erupting with a sound like a rocket exploding. The pool water rolled and gushed, forming a blood mist in the sky.

The shock wave rippled and the dust rolled.

The moment the two men fought, they displayed the postures of martial artists who had been immersed in martial arts for decades.

His fighting skills were like mercury pouring out on the ground, punch after punch, sword fingers pointing out continuously.

Their figures moved like phantoms, and the two men kept attacking, unleashing powerful attacks.

This situation lasted for several seconds. In that short period of time, Ye Qingzhou and Diao Bian instantly launched no less than a hundred attacks on each other.

The power of the mind image covers an area of ​​hundreds of miles. The dead night mind image fights against the infinite mind image!
bang~
A cloud of blood exploded, expanding like a mushroom cloud.

There were two muffled groans in the mist, and Dio flew backwards. He spun in the air and landed on the ground with both feet. He staggered for more than ten steps, crushing a large area of ​​the floor before he stopped. He looked back at the place he was just now with a gloomy face.

In the sunlight, Ye Qingzhou's tender body seemed to be swallowing up the light, invisible and intangible, and difficult to understand.

On the other hand, Dio, wearing blood-red armor, looked mighty, majestic, terrifying and ferocious, but he was at an absolute disadvantage in front of Ye Qingzhou.

"I told you, I'm not a member of the Source Blood Society!"

The Red Moon Lord Dio was in a terrible mood. He was already crazy enough, so why did he have to meet someone who was even crazier and more unreasonable than him? (End of this chapter)