Infinite Gods Reign Supreme

Chapter 141 - Don't Try to Run Large-Scale 3A Games with Integrated Graphics
The enormous dragon shadow crashed to the ground.

Even before it fully descended, the five-colored dragon head had already unleashed an extremely intense five-colored breath. Earth, water, fire, wind, and darkness—a cone-shaped elemental shockwave violently swept across the area where the Nine Shadows ruled. This was a pure area-of-effect attack, perfectly suited for dealing with well-coordinated but insufficiently powerful groups of targets!

The Wanderer's Shadow's mass teleportation activated again, but while he managed to dodge one head, four more remained to contend with. The most deadly of them all, Siming, still lurked nearby, and a seemingly powerful attack coalesced between Siming's palms—

"Your allies have betrayed you, and your power is unstable!"

The declaration of the Shadow of the Fool rang out urgently. However, this intervention only futilely stirred up a wisp of wind.

invalid!

He misunderstood the target—he didn't know that the Five Emperor Dragons were actually summoned by Si Ming, not allies he had called upon. He didn't know that the rules of the Reincarnation World and the Nightmare Space were different, and that the Main God didn't support reincarnators recruiting allies or mercenaries from ordinary worlds.

If the entries are wrong, how can the words have any effect?
He squandered this opportunity to fool others, while the Shadow of the Bewitcher on the other side finally let out a terrified cry.

"It has no mental core—it is a construct, a summon, and is immune to mental attacks!"

interesting.

Just moments before, Si Ming had been 'charging up' his power, but suddenly he burst into the formation of the Nine Shadows—his brief charge was to instantly increase the effectiveness of Nightfall's Torrent. This allowed him to successfully cut into the enemy's back row, his sword and words rising together in the gale.

"They are clearly of one mind and body, yet they emit warning sounds?"

The sword is drawn.

Large swathes of embers transformed into a blazing burst of light.

"It seems that you don't actually have the computing power to perfectly manipulate nine phantoms."

The Scholar's Shadow struggled to erect a force field wall, but this technique, already used several times, was still insufficient to fully counter Siming's offensive, even with its protective properties against energy impacts. Amidst the cracking sounds, delicate strands of twilight pierced the barrier, while from the other side, a branch of the Five Emperor Dragons' breath also broke through the domain of the Glazed Brahma City.

Darkness and wind are the main elements of this branch of breath.

Now, almost everything is something to be avoided.

So--

"Look at me!" The Guardian's Shadow roared.

That would be meaningless, because even if its original form were here, it wouldn't be able to break through the third-tier effect to force Si Ming or the Five Emperor Dragons to attack it. However…

'Peng——'

The breath of darkness and wind crashed into the crowd.

The force field barrier shattered, and the erupting embers and twilight threads tore apart several bodies that weren't known for their resilience. Half of the Nine Shadows were directly injured, suffering potentially fatal wounds. However, in the next instant, all those wounds were forcibly transferred by the characteristics of those bearing the title!
It was the Shadow of the Guardian. He directly transferred the terrifying power that could have killed half of his own members—his body disintegrated and destroyed in the boiling elemental tearing, yet even so, he still managed to maintain a barely human form.

—High-level immortality...continuation of combat?
Si Ming's brows furrowed slightly. The Calamity Flame and the Purple Flame simultaneously gathered in his secondary hand. Before releasing them, he had heard the Guardian's hoarse voice, strained with immense pain.

"Drink-"

His arm stretched out.

All the damage he suffered was transformed into offensive power at this moment. However, this power, which emerged due to the mechanism, did not turn into an attack on Siming. Instead, his outstretched hands reached out to grab the enormous Five Emperors Dragon.

What can he do?
Even if he directly destroys the Five Emperor Dragons, what's the point?
That enormous dragon body was merely a stitched-together undead created based on the secret artifact of 'Connection'. Even if its entire lower body were destroyed on the spot, it could still exert its combat power under Siming's control.

but--

A soft 'snap'.

The Guardian's Shadow's arms gripped the scales on the Five Emperor Dragon's claws. Then—

set off!
Ants can lift an elephant, and a small cart can blow up a hill. The title holder's characteristic is a fulcrum, and he truly used his own body and strength as a lever to lift the entire 'Earth'!
—Is this even possible?!
Si Ming's eyes widened in surprise, and he unleashed the composite flames in his hand. Without charging his 'Night's Gate,' he could indeed directly mold the two-colored flames into a 'Buddha's Wrath Lotus' using his battle aura. And no matter how many fancy abilities these guys possessed, at this moment, they would ultimately face the absolute violence he wielded!
The five-headed dragon is out of balance and tilting.

However, the unstable fire lotus had already exploded among the hastily retreating Nine Shadows—the 'Wanderer' capable of carrying people on a group teleportation mission was additionally targeted by Siming. This was because he had successfully created the fire lotus with only one hand, while still holding the two-colored, burning Fire-Transmitting Greatsword in the other.

A blinding white light exploded.

Siming's form, amplified by the rushing darkness, once again swung his sword in a slashing motion—he had indeed seen the Wanderer's shadow dodge and move. And he was confident that he could tear it apart in the gaps between the explosive shockwaves.

The sword has already been drawn.

The Word of the Fool's Shadow is rapidly being broadcast.

However, Si Ming's third-order gene lock was more active than ever before, enough to crush any deceptive words into dust with its powerful gene lock.

but--

"Your HP hasn't hit rock bottom yet, and you've established a damage-sharing link in time."

not him.

Siming's sword pierced through the Wanderer's Shadow's defenses, severing his shoulder and cutting through his ribs. However, Siming's meticulous preparations had come to naught! The titled powerhouses of the Nightmare Space weren't specifically designed for external battles. Their rule-based characteristics were best utilized in internal conflicts among their colleagues.

At this moment, the Word of the Fool's Shadow was smoothly applied to the area around the Guardian's Shadow.

It fools, and it works.

The HP, which had been reduced to zero, was forcibly increased by 1 point, and the limited-use invincibility mechanism was thus deactivated. And at the same instant, beneath this vast battlefield, within the seemingly background of the massive creep, tens of thousands of newly spawned Zerg Darklight composite swarms suddenly exploded into dust.

It is the shadow of the polluter, the swarm of cannon fodder she created.

—So that's how it is. The purpose of laying down the fungal carpet is to create cannon fodder to absorb damage. In this way, any damage I cause will be absorbed by the Guardians and diverted to these insignificant insects.

The battlefield is laid bare here.

Si Ming had to admit that this was indeed a rather unique tactic that exceeded his expectations.

The wounds that had almost torn apart the Wanderer's Shadow were rapidly restored, and before the other party could make any move, the battle aura wings that Si Ming carried suddenly closed around him.

A defensive shockwave erupted. Several attacks from the Nine Shadows were futilely reduced to dust in the aura storm. He didn't really care what tricks they used. He only knew that they weren't enough to penetrate his defenses—no matter how fancy the mechanics, they always needed sufficient numerical values ​​to support them. And in terms of pure damage output, they weren't enough.

and so!
Wings unfurled rapidly. Even more intense and ferocious nighttime battle aura formed a massive pillar of energy around Si Ming. The Five Emperor Dragon, thrown back, suffered only minor, insignificant abrasions. Even when the Shadow of Destroyer seized the opportunity to unleash another 'Judgment' on it, it only managed to slice open a shallow gash a few meters long.

It turned out to be the case.

“You, you…”

The Scholar's Shadow raised a finger, and the mage's Nine-Ring Energy Absorption spell, which was specifically used to bully warriors, was rendered futile by the divine aura barrier. Siming then raised his sword, soaring high into the air, and frantically poured even more power into the Fire-Transfer Greatsword.

"They're just stalling for time!"

They had no chance of defeating him; they were merely stalling him here. This gave the other titled powerhouses, whose positions had been reassigned by the announcer, the opportunity to achieve their goals elsewhere.

In the void, the announcer, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly revealed a mocking smile. His words, without consuming any resources or power, revealed the truth that could no longer be concealed.

Equal strength is balance. Equal energy levels are balance. Equal numbers are also balance!

The mouthpiece of that space was filled with malice; he didn't want to miss any opportunity to drive Si Ming into a frenzy. Only in this way could he gain more advantages.

Just imagine the suffering your companions endure while you're stuck here. Perhaps they're pleading and hoping for your help before they die, but you can't leave even a step!

He thought his plan would work.

however……

"Heh." Above the sky, Si Ming's laughter was completely unmoved. "I'm not their babysitter."

—They don't need me to be their nanny.

The flaming greatsword slashed down.

The Nine Shadows, who were reorganizing their formation, had also made various preparations for this.

It's coming, a powerful force is coming. Pure destruction is coming. The person before me seems indifferent, but his use of such swift and violent means precisely reveals his urgency!

The shadows' lips curved into tiny smiles, sculpted by the will of their ruler. This wasn't the first time he'd encountered such a situation; he possessed at least nine methods to counter this purely brute force. And next, all he needed to do was—

A sudden gust of wind whipped things up.

The ruler's thoughts were momentarily stuck.

The destructive force did not descend.

The next moment, the shadows' eyes narrowed in unison—the greatsword, which had gathered immense power, had transformed into a spiraling staff. And the next instant, multiple enormous elemental vortexes appeared out of thin air on the battlefield!
The earth tore open, and a lava giant reached out its hand. The storm gathered and subsided, revealing a thunderous colossus. In the distant ocean, enormous eyes opened, and even from within the fungal carpet, countless skeletons suddenly emerged.

It's a summoning spell.

The summoned thing is not even affected by the dispelling magic.

Earth, water, fire, wind, death—five colossal elemental statues, each a hundred meters tall, stepped onto the battlefield. Behind them, however, stood the even more powerful and mighty Five Emperor Dragons.

“I noticed that you didn’t manipulate the contaminated insectoids created by those creeps. Among the shadows you created, quite a few of them only did some half-hearted tasks.”

Si Ming's voice descended from the heavens.

The next moment, a torrent of earth, water, fire, wind, and death surged forth.

"I'd love to know how much longer your brain can handle multitasking!"

(End of this chapter)