Infinite Fighting

Temperature, unimaginable high temperature enveloped the workshop.

Tran looked at the being in front of him who looked more like a suit of armor than a human being, his expression slightly solemn.

The fifth seat of the Crown of Sinthorns, [Maw of the Furnace] Krono Cinder.

Before this, he was a top craftsman in the Mechanical Heart Empire. In an accident, he fell into a magical furnace. His body was infused with magical energy, which caused a magical riot and almost exploded the furnace. No one rescued him, and fearing that the situation would escalate further, they threw both him and the furnace into the sea.

The cooling of the sea water saved his life, but it also fused him with the magical steel in the furnace.

His current life form is very subtle. It can be said that those magic steels are his flesh and blood.

As soon as he opened his mouth, violent high-temperature magic energy particles gushed out from his throat, burning everything in the way, magma bursting in all directions, and massive amounts of matter were decomposed and destroyed.

Tran seemed extremely calm.

The orange super energy crystal between the eyebrows shines with light. Matter, energy, and information are originally one and can be transformed into each other. They have never been separated.

Information is matter and energy.

With a raise of his hand, the invisible telekinesis controlled the surging magic energy particles.

Chrono increased his output. After fusing with the magic furnace, he had enough power to output powerfully.

At this moment, the area where they fought had completely turned into a river of lava.

Chrono didn't care about the nearby towns. Instead, Tran used a telekinetic barrier to protect the people of the entire city.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, Tran uttered two words.

In an instant, the surging magic energy particles were broken up, and infinite energy was generated and released.

“Gather!”

The released energy is gathered into one place.

"freed!"

"Boom~!"

The condensed orange-red beam of light penetrated everything in an instant, piercing through Chrono's chest, and creating a hole with a diameter of tens of meters in the mountain behind him.

Chrono's mouth closed, but his body remained standing, with memories in his eyes.

He recalls being fished out of the furnace, being ripped out of the water, and then slaughtering those who had deserted him, as well as his wife and son who had expressed fear for him.

No regrets, just hate that I couldn't kill more!
"Let's die together!"

The magic furnace was activated and was about to explode.

This could potentially take the entire city up into the sky.

But it was just a joke.

Tran controlled the energy and cut off the last information transmission circuit of Chrono's nerves, preventing him from doing this.

"Boom~!"

"Boom boom boom boom~!"

In the void, a faint blue light flickered rapidly, continuously bombarding the plaster-like existence.

The sixth seat of the Crown of Sinthorns, [Silent Plaster], White Silence.

The surface of his body was coated with anti-magic plaster through magical technology, which could effectively block the flow of energy and increase defense.

And he himself is an orc, specializing in strength.

This gave him the power to break all magic with his physical body and crush the warlocks.

But at this moment, he was just a target, completely unable to react, and was attacked by Cyril as a sandbag.

Sonic booms continued to be heard in the sky, air waves surged, strong winds blew in the city, and even the heavy transport vehicles manufactured by the Magic Energy Industry were overturned.

Dust covered the entire city.

Until everything was over, the orc wrapped in the magic-forbidden plaster was also killed. Under Cyril's precise control, the magic-forbidden plaster was not damaged at all, and the orc inside was blasted into minced meat.

"Boom~!"

A purple bolt of lightning pierced through the void and was held by Ferguson, shooting out like a spear.

It pierced the old woman's chest and immediately exploded, turning her into charcoal.

The seventh seat of the Crown of Sinthorns, [Crimson Nurser], Mara Naveldeep died here.

She is responsible for raising orphans in the Rustmoon Monastery, and has injected a lot of new blood into the Crown of Sinthorn over the years.

Almost all of the blind, deaf, and tongueless [Thorn Blade] Legion, who were loyal to the Lord of Entropy, were trained by her.

These people, abandoning external things, only have the instinct to execute orders, practice their skills every day, absorb etheric energy, eat, and then fight, over and over again.

Humanity is completely eliminated, just like a high-level puppet machine.

However, it is much cheaper than the puppet machine.

I don’t feel bad about replacing a broken one with a new one.

There was no emotion in Ferguson's eyes, and purple thunder was swirling around his body, carrying a bit of the pressure of the Heavenly Dao, which made the Nascent Soul cultivator next to him tremble a little.

"Holy King, what should we do with those children?" asked the monk.

"They all have the talent to manipulate magic power, so take them back." Ferguson said.

"Dong dong~!"

A giant magical battle suit that was fifty meters high flew out from deep underground. It chopped with the giant sword in its hand, directly chopping a bunch of unmanned flying swords into pieces. As it raised its hand, condensed magical bullets shot out like raindrops, destroying a large number of drones.

The ninth seat of the Crown of Sinthorns, [Super Giant Battle Breaker], the maker of this magical battle suit, Beto Rek, is just a master craftsman.

In the Artisans' Guild of the Mechanical Heart Empire, his research results were all embezzled by his friends in the same workshop. In a fit of anger, he turned to the Crown of Sinthorns and built this battle suit with the financial resources of the Crown of Sinthorns. It was easy for him to capture cities with it.

Destroying a workshop is naturally a piece of cake.

"Stop fighting, I'm going to deduct your bonus!"

Giles didn't dare to delay any longer. He clapped his hands on his chest, and the next moment, his body suddenly grew larger.

Fifty meters, one hundred meters, two hundred meters, three hundred meters, five hundred meters!

With such a huge body, the magic battle suit looked like a baby in front of him.

Moreover, his huge size is not just for show.

"Ouch~!"

Just like how Zhang Ji crushed him with one finger, Giles slapped him from the sky.

The violent power poured out, and the giant magical battle suit gathered energy and chopped with the sword.

But under this palm, the forty-meter-long sword was like a toothpick.

It was bent directly, and the entire armor was completely pressed into the ground.

"Tathagata, let's fight again today, and I will press you under my Five Finger Mountain!"

Giles looked up at the sky, full of vigor and vitality.

However, a disdainful chuckle made his hair stand on end. Fortunately, Zhang Ji did not really come down, otherwise he would have to lie down and admit his mistake.

Beto Lake's armor was pulled open by Giles, and the person inside was left behind.

This man was very lucky, Zhang Ji specifically asked him to stay alive, otherwise Giles would have killed him with that palm.

Underground of the capital of the Holy Silver Kingdom.

The headquarters of the Crown of Sin. At the front of the long and wide underground passage is a hall.

Two figures are already waiting here.

A man was holding a spell book, his eyes were covered, and he was writing something with a pen.

The third seat of the Crown of Sinthorns [Ashesee], Leander Austin.

What he is recording is the future that is about to happen.

In that future, there were two swordsmen who killed him.

"Austin, you can throw your divination arcane aside. It is meaningless. The future is never certain."

The one who spoke was a puppet wearing a black suit and a tall hat.

The second seat of the Crown of Sinthorns, [Gear Confessor], Gaunter Ferma.

It is a puppet made by an ancient kingdom 750,000 years ago. That kingdom was destroyed in the long history. At that time, the demigods had not yet ascended to the throne of God and had always controlled the mortal world. Once, demigods fought for faith and destroyed that country.

It was also buried.

It was not excavated until several hundred years ago.

As they were talking, they also saw two swordsmen rushing over.

Ling Xuzi and Dugu Yunfeng both flew very fast and arrived almost at the same time.

But Ling Xuzi still won.

In terms of flying speed alone, Ling Xuzi is indeed faster.

"Senior brother, I won." Ling Xuzi said with a smile.

"Let's compete again and see who can defeat the opponent faster." Dugu Yunfeng said.

Ling Xuzi readily agreed.

Immediately, the two sword cultivators attacked almost at the same time.

Ling Xuzi was facing Leander.

Leander had already predicted the trajectory of every sword energy.

Magical power surged in his body, and crystal shields appeared in an attempt to protect himself.

The Seven Tribulations Sword thrust out, disintegrated in mid-air, and instantly turned into millions of fragments. In an instant, it shattered the shield, chopped Leander into powder, and completely destroyed his life, just like the ending written in his prophecy book.

After the [End of the Tribulation], the Seven Tribulations Sword suffered great damage. Now it has been broken and rebuilt. Ling Xuzi has understood the principle of one being ten thousand that his master taught him.

On the other side, sparks were flying all over Gunter who was standing opposite Dugu Yunfeng. He couldn't find the sword at all. The high-grade magic steel used to make it was broken by the sword energy, which accurately blocked every node that gathered energy, leaving it with no ability to resist. In the end, this masterpiece of ancient civilization fell into silence again and turned into scrap iron.

Ling Xuzi looked at Dugu Yunfeng. This time, the two ended the battle almost at the same time, but Dugu Yunfeng won because his opponent was stronger in terms of energy level.

The Palace of the Holy Silver Cult.

Nangong Zhiqing and Mo Ye have already controlled the Pope, two archbishops, and two knights of the Theocracy.

Faced with these parallel imported S-grade weapons, even they could easily deal with them. There was no difficulty at all.

Outside the dark temple.

Zhang Ji stepped forward and arrived.

At the door, two figures blocked the way.

A man wearing a magical battle suit made of mithril, with short golden hair and a dignified appearance.

The first seat of the Crown of Sinthorns [Sword of Light and Shadow], Mikhail Andrews.

In addition to being a member of the Crown of Sinthorns, he is also the contemporary Sword Master of the Swordsman Guild, and is recognized as a person with top martial arts skills in the world.

The other one was shrouded in shadow and his appearance could not be seen clearly.

The twelfth seat of the Crown of Sinthorns, [Faceless Shadow].

He is another incarnation of the God of Light and a spare body.

At this moment, inside the temple, the Lord of Entropy, realizing that something was wrong, was already preparing for the incarnation ceremony.

Even though his faith was insufficient and his integration was not high enough, he did not dare to wait any longer.

In the divine world, the main body has already encountered the enemy, and there is a high probability that it is no match for the enemy.

The enemy this time was well prepared. He even felt that it might be the Holy Spirit sent by the true God who killed the God-Emperor in the past, to eliminate future troubles.

The more he thought about it, the more certain he became that he just wanted to complete the ritual as quickly as possible and then run away with the world.

Zhang Ji looked at the two figures in front of him.

The Faceless Shadow, needless to say, is the incarnation of demigod, and can be considered a pseudo SS-level.

As for Mikhail, he is the top legend among mortals.

He should have the fighting power of Ling Xuzi.

"I'll give you a chance to draw your sword." Zhang Ji said with a smile.

He was not in a hurry, as this time it was a two-front battle. What was here was only part of his self, and the other part was in the divine realm to kill the real body of the God of Light.

Mikhail did not feel that Zhang Ji was insulting him. A strong man like him was indeed qualified to say such words.

"This sword is called [God-killer]."

Mikhail's hand grasped the blade.

He was defeated by the Lord of Entropy at the beginning, and the Lord of Entropy promised to give him a challenge opportunity every year, so he became the Lord of Entropy's subordinate and honed his sword skills day after day, hoping that one day, he would be able to defeat the Lord of Entropy.

It has been one thousand four hundred and fifty-six years so far.

A total of 1,456 challenges were made, but none of them were won.

But he has already realized the divine realm.

Know the method of killing God.

Silently, the sword was unsheathed, looking for the cause and effect, and slashed towards Zhang Ji.

This sword has truly entered the realm of God and is a sure-fire sword.

Zhang Ji couldn't help but feel a little surprised about this sword.

Being able to strike out with this sword meant that he was qualified to take the next step. In terms of realm, he might be a bit stronger than Ling Xuzi and Dugu Yunfeng.

In a world rich in resources, the upper limit is indeed higher.

Seeing this sword, Zhang Ji had other ideas. He stretched out his right hand, put two fingers together, and turned them into a sword. He was able to arrive first and intercepted the sword in the middle, completely blocking the sword that was bound to hit him.

Before crossing the river, attack the enemy midstream.

There was a hint of trance and disbelief in Mikhail's eyes.

If Zhang Ji had used more powerful force to resist this sword, he would not be in this state.

But Zhang Ji used sword skills.

With more advanced sword skills, he struck later but was ahead of his opponent and broke his sword.

"Want to learn? I'll teach you." Zhang Ji said with a smile.

The light of conversion to Buddhism emanated from Zhang Ji, adding an extraordinary level of persuasiveness. At this moment when his Taoist heart was shattered, a god appeared in Mikhail's mind invisibly.

One, the Sword God!

He will be extremely loyal to that god, even to the point of sacrificing his life! (End of this chapter)