Secret World: I Became a God Through Lies

Chapter 116 The Tide Giant is completely awakened!
"You ask me why I fight? To survive! For my companions! To destroy everything that stands in my way!"

The entire arena fell into a brief silence at this moment.

The air seemed to be frozen, even the sound of the wind was blocked.

The sea tide in the distance was still surging and roaring, but inside the field, there were only two figures facing each other, their eyes like swords, and their auras like volcanic collisions.

"Boy, are your fists really hard enough?"

Gregor sneered, his voice like bones rubbing against iron, hoarse, heavy, and full of oppression.

He raised his hand suddenly!
Intermediate No. 874——Life——Bone-eating Throne!
The card burned in his palm, blue flames rose, and the inscriptions of spells faintly appeared.

Secret entry——Bone Armor, activated instantly!

clack clack-

Bones squirmed frantically! Like the remains of dead warriors being forcibly pieced together, they emerged frantically from beneath the skin, entwining, covering, and embedding themselves, ultimately forming a terrifying suit of bone armor!
Bone spurs protruded from the spine, his arms were as thick as animal legs, his ten knuckles were cracked, and bone spurs grew sharply from every gap, like wolf fangs!

He took a step, and there was a loud bang!
The ground cracked and rubble exploded!
The bone spear condensed and took shape in his palm, screaming piercingly, like a wailing soul - it was a bloodthirsty weapon that longed to tear.

"Very good, Baroque."

Gregor's voice was deep, and murderous intent lingered in the air.

"Let me see, are you still the same little kid who was lying on the deck and crying?"

He moved his feet and suddenly exploded!

The two figures turned into a storm and collided with a loud bang!
The fist wind is surging, and the bone spear is stabbing angrily!

The impact of flesh and bones is like a beast biting metal to death!

The air exploded in an instant!

boom! ! !
A dull and terrifying shock wave swept around. Some people in the audience covered their chests and were almost shocked to fall!
The two of them took a step back together, but their eyes became even more violent!

No temptation.

No delay.

They are beasts.

They are warriors.

They communicated only with their fists.

Baroque roared, stomped the ground with his left foot, and swept with his right fist!

Whistling, he smashed into his opponent! The strong wind swept up the gravel, dragging out a thick fist shadow!
Gregor didn't shy away!
The bone spear blocked the collision! The sound was like the collision of iron bulls, and sparks flew!

The bone spear cracked several inches!

But his eyes did not move, instead he raised his knee!
boom! !

A fierce knee strike hits Baroque's abdomen!
"Ugh—!"

Baroque gritted his teeth and blood spurted out!

He was knocked back several steps, but did not fall!
He roared, and suddenly grabbed Gregor's shoulder with his backhand, his ten fingers like hooks, deeply embedded in the gaps of the bone armor!
“Get down here!!”

His arms burst open, and his muscles twisted like steel cables!
He exerted force suddenly, lifted Gregor up high, and slammed him to the ground!

boom--! ! !
The entire arena was shocked!
The ground exploded, the stone slabs shattered, gravel flew everywhere, and dust and fog filled the air!
Gregor was half embedded in the ground, but his eyes were still cold!

He slammed his right hand on the ground suddenly, and his muscles exploded!
He jumped up, moving as fast as lightning!
The bone spear stabbed again!

Straight to the throat!

A close call!
Baroque tilted his head sharply—

"Bah!"

The bone spear grazed his cheek, leaving a trail of blood!
He didn't pause!

Instead, he gritted his teeth, raised his arm, and clamped it down suddenly!
"Click!!"

The bone spear was stuck firmly!
Gregor's expression changed slightly, and he tried to pull back!

But it didn't move at all!
Baroque's mouth opened into a beast-like grin, and his voice was like thunder:
"You forgot, instructor—"

"You taught me all by yourself!!"

he roared!

The arm contracted violently!

Crunch, snap!
"Click!!!"

Bone spear—broken!
Bones splattered everywhere, like a horn sounding on the battlefield.
Gregor's expression finally changed.

Baroque's body was undergoing a startling transformation. His muscles swelled violently, and swirling lines appeared on his skin, like a tide surging beneath his veins.

His body seemed to be infused with strength by the raging waves of the deep sea; every muscle glowed as if forged from steel and seawater.

His blood was boiling and roaring, like a wave tearing through the embankment. The overwhelming fighting spirit swept across the entire arena, almost tearing the dome apart!

"Become a part of me—the ocean-treader!"

Intermediate 5-star Life System——No.724《Tide Giant》Secretly activated!
Click, click, click! ! !

Baroque's body expanded wildly, becoming so huge that it was suffocating!
The bones reconstructed, the muscles broke the old frame, layers of blue light burst out from his body, and he turned into a towering god of war!

With every step he took, the ground cracked and the earth trembled, as if the entire arena was surrendering to him.

His fist, like a mobile fortress at sea, surges with destruction and order;
Every breath he took was accompanied by the phantom sound of roaring waves, as if the raging sea was churning in his body!

Invisible water currents emerged from the void, swirling around his body like a vortex, and a mist with the smell of sea salt gradually filled the air.

It made him look as if he was stepping on the waves from the depths of the ocean, like a god descending!
"What...what is this?!!"

The pirates watching stared in horror, their voices filled with almost instinctive awe.

Some people retreated, some collapsed. They had never seen such a terrifying existence, such a violent incarnation of the tide!
Gregor took a deep breath, his eyes no longer filled with contempt.

He gritted his teeth and roared, the bone armor on his arms stretched violently, bone spurs burst out from the cracks, and the pressure rose again!
He charges!
The bone spear roared down, the storm swirled up dust, and the piercing light of white bones cut through the sky!

"You're not strong enough!!!"

Baroque raised his huge arms and roared in response!

He swung out his fist, which was as heavy as a battleship's anchor!
The air exploded at this moment, turning into a shock wave that swept across the entire field. The fist wind rolled like a raging wave, smashing Gregor's bone spear into pieces!

boom! ! !
Bone fragments flew and fell like meteors!
Gregor's body was shaken away and hit the ground, his bone armor shattered, blood spurted out of his mouth, and flowed along his chin into the cracks in the stone!

Baroque is approaching.

The earth wailed under his feet and the sea roared behind him!

He clenched his fists and said in a voice as angry as a god:
"Instructor!!"

"You ask me why I fight?!"

He took a sudden step forward, and there was a loud bang!

“To survive!!”

"For my companions!!"

"So that I can clench this fist tightly and crush everything that stands in my way!!"

That sound was not a shout, it was the sound of a tsunami crashing against the cliff and thunder roaring in the sky!
He jumped up!
The entire arena roared under his fighting spirit, the stone pillars shook, and the ground exploded!
The fist shadow covered the sky and the sun, and fell heavily with a tremendous wave of rage!
The entire space seemed to have lost its color, leaving only this blow that pierced through heaven and earth!
Gregor looked up, his expression complicated. He finally saw clearly—the child he had once trained was now superior to him.

"Boy... you've really grown to this point..."

boom--! ! !
The shock wave exploded!

The entire corner of the arena was completely blown away like a collapsed bank!
The audience was in an uproar, the pirates retreated repeatedly, and screams, smoke, dust, and flying stones mixed into a chaotic scene!
In the smoke, Gregor knelt on the ground, wearing broken bone armor, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and there was still warmth in his eyes.

Baroque stood like a statue, his fist still raised high, and his fighting spirit still burning!
The victory or defeat has been decided.

Baroque slowly retracted his fist, breathing heavily. He stood at the end of the battle, looking at the fallen Gregor, his eyes complex, but not cruel.

He didn't last hit.

"Instructor, thank you for your teachings."

"But this time—I won."

He squatted down and gently took the key from Gregor's arms.

Gregor raised his head slightly, a tired but relieved smile on his lips:

"You win, little brat."

Baroque stood up, turned around and left. His back was tall and firm, and his steps still concealed the lingering fighting spirit.

His goal never stops at the arena.

——It’s a port.

Outside the arena, Alison, Ian, and the pirates of the Red Rose had been waiting for a long time.

He laughed loudly, raised his hand and threw the keys to Alison, his voice as free and unrestrained as the waves:
"Come on—it's time we got our boat back!"

They ran towards the dock.

The next storm is already waiting for them.

(End of this chapter)