Infinite Gods Reign Supreme

Chapter 150 - Because They Have Wings
The King of the End Times knew this, but he was powerless to resist. Without experience in aerial combat, he was destined to be repeatedly beaten by those who excelled in this field, because even with adaptability, the Reincarnators, whose main feature was the genetic lock, were stronger.

The third stage of the gene lock is operating at full capacity.

All actions were seen through at this moment, and all tactics were rendered useless in an instant. Even if this king of the end times were to produce special aerial combat equipment such as the 'Flying Magic Carpet' or the 'Wings of Icarus' on the spot, they would be of no use against Siming's sword.

Equipment and the main body are not the same thing.

The shield that limits the number of times damage can be applied to the king himself cannot be used on external equipment. The overflowing twilight battle aura is swift and intense; no matter what consumable item the King of the End of Dharma takes out, they will swarm like a flock of hunting eagles.

The magic carpet thus ruptured, and its wings immediately broke.

Meanwhile, Si Ming blasted his opponent higher and higher with each high-speed collision.

Upwards, and then upwards again.

As the air gradually thinned, even the swirling winds struggled to move. An extreme cold surged forth from all directions, and even the intensity of gravity plummeted.

The Carmen line was already in sight; this was the second time for Si Ming.

And further up lies the realm of space.

"It's actually the real sky—how is this possible!" The King of the End of Dharma was powerless to resist. When the air and gravity became thin, he could only be repeatedly beaten by Si Ming like a baseball. Even though Si Ming could only inflict one-thousandth of his total health each time, and the injuries would completely heal within a second, panic gradually filled his eyes.

He is about to be sent into space.

His fate will soon be the same as that of a certain perfect creature named Kaz.

Or, before that, an even more swift and decisive outcome awaits.

"It seems you've been fighting on battlefields lacking height and depth all along." Si Ming's voice was calm. He effortlessly dodged yet another death throes of the King of the End of Dharma, then adjusted his position and delivered another upward punch to disrupt the opponent's balance. "So I should call you the King of the Flying Novices?"

"Shut up!"

"I remember in the Trojan myth, the swift-footed demigod Achilles once faced off against the King of Corona, who was also of divine lineage but invulnerable to weapons."

"Shut up!"

"That was Cygnus, the son of Poseidon and a nymph. He had an even more perfect, indestructible body than Achilles. But in the end, he was knocked to the ground by Achilles and strangled to death with a leather belt."

"I told you to shut up!"

"I'd really like to know, King of Rookies. When I take you into space where there's no gravity and no air, will you... suffocate?"

"Or perhaps, in the extreme cold, environmental damage will whittle down your health bar in a single second?"

Carmen line, break through.

The altitude was already over 100 kilometers above sea level. The immense cold even caused frost to gradually form on the surface of the Night Demon Armor.

He saw the same frozen chill manifest on his adversary, instantly spreading across his face, now etched with fear. The breath of life was rapidly fading from this half-contracted body. And soon, even Si Ming could no longer sense the once strong and powerful heartbeat.

The scent of death permeated the air.

Even so, Si Ming still planned to send the frozen corpse to a more distant place—until it was completely broken apart or shattered into disintegrating particles of light.

Just one... moment!
A faint sense of crisis welled up from the third-level empathy. The strike that should have been a full-on attack, swinging the Fire-Connecting Great Hammer as before, was slightly altered by Si Ming—he raised his hand, but increased the distance. And from the suddenly unfolded dimensional ring, an old weapon fell into his hand.

Shoulder-mounted railgun. Its last use was on the defensive battlefield against the Great Black Mother.

And now, its high-impact function will come in handy again.

A buzzing sound rang out.

The next moment, the frozen body that had been struck opened its eyes wide.

"Damn it, damn it!!"

Even a cornered beast will fight back; even a rookie king wouldn't have acquired this power by taking advantage of others. And now, a glowing energy that could withstand Gauss's bombardment appeared on his chest.

He wasn't completely unable to use energy—the difference lay only in whether he was willing to pay the price of forcibly using the energy system and activating data-driven active skills with his degenerate body.

And now-

The sound was like shattering glass.

The quantifiable power covering him, representing the limited number of damage hits, crumbled and collapsed. At the cost of destroying his own damage-limiting protection, he finally used an active skill that this body in its degenerate state could only activate under abnormal conditions.

And its effect is—

"Die!"

Short-distance, forced teleportation.

He suddenly appeared in the airspace very close to Siming. And a card etched with seven stars appeared before his eyes.

"Activate! The Card of Silence, the Black Hole of Energy. Let the lingering regrets of the strongest flow across this sky!"

A pitch-black sphere suddenly formed, expanding rapidly outwards even before the King of the End of Dharma uttered his first word. A massive energy attenuation effect rapidly generated, even deactivating Si Ming's protective Black Night Battle Qi!

All energy was completely plundered in that instant. Losing their ability to fly, the two plummeted from the Kármán line, a hundred kilometers high—Si Ming frowned, and once again pulled the trigger of his Gauss-armored weapon, aimed at the dark sphere and the nearby King of the End of Dharma. However, even the high-speed projectile lost its momentum under the interference of the energy-absorbing black hole. It didn't absorb matter, only energy.

The luster of the Night Demon Armor faded at this moment. And in the increasingly rapid descent, Si Ming clearly heard the maniacal laughter of the King of the End of Dharma.

"I knew it! I knew you were the same way!"

"Even those who possess true divine power will be completely suppressed by this energy black hole. Both active and passive skills will become completely ineffective under this 'Silence Card'!"

"And now, you will personally taste the destruction brought about by the ability to fly!"

"Ahahahaha——"

He laughed wildly, his voice gradually fading into the friction of the atmosphere. The two fiery meteors crossed paths in the sky, constantly changing their trajectories, until, like the previous meteor shower, they crashed to the ground with a deafening roar.

There were two explosions—no, one exceptionally massive one.

Large swaths of sand and gravel were kicked up, and chunks of soil were flung into the air. From the still-dust-filled impact crater, a sacrificial puppet, representing the power of the Nightmare Space and uncontrollable even by an energy black hole, was instantly reduced to charred remains.

One person stood up.

He let out a wild laugh. A tattered black hunting outfit draped over his body, and in his hand he gripped a long black knife.

"I won! I won again!"

The black longsword swung wildly in the air, and his smile gradually turned into one of annoyance. The suppression of him by the energy black hole had not been eliminated with the use of the sacrificial puppet, and he had already used up all his trump cards.

He glanced warily at the other side of the battlefield. Although the barrier of 'balance' was still there, he had vaguely observed the battlefield as he fell—the Orochi's hasty incarnation had been shattered into pieces. Even the King of Fighters protagonists who had originally been banished to South Town by the announcer would soon arrive at the battlefield.

The work is not finished yet.

The price paid to win this match was far too high.

"The power of the end times is temporarily unusable, all passive buffs are inactive... and the damage-limiting protection is broken too. Tsk, so I guess I can only avoid their attacks for now. Useless space, you'd better prepare something that will satisfy me—"

The sound paused for a moment.

He suddenly realized a special situation.

That is—since the outcome has been decided, why is there still a wall of 'balance' there?
Could it be that……

"It was a fairly interesting experience."

The sound rang out.

The King of the End of Dharma, no longer able to govern the Dharma's decline, stiffly turned his head to look in the other direction.

The man was right there—the one with black hair and black eyes, clad in armor. Although the armor he wore was faded, he himself was completely unharmed, not even his hairstyle was messed up.

A freefall from a height of 100 kilometers is ultimately too childish for a body possessing supernatural abilities and exhibiting most of the characteristics of a martial saint even without martial arts training.

The King of the End Times, his lips trembling, let out an incredulous scream.

"Impossible! Your body—the body of a creature like yours, which carries immense energy—should die the instant it loses its energy due to internal imbalance! Just like those powerful beings and kings I killed before!"

“A novel theory.” Si Ming raised his hand and clenched his fist. He had to admit that if he hadn’t allocated his points evenly across all six dimensions, but instead directly boosted his main attributes like muscle strength or intelligence to seven or eight thousand points, he might actually be facing the situation the King of the End of Dharma had described—the imbalance of attributes would cause his body to collapse due to energy depletion. But unfortunately, he didn’t encounter that situation.

So he simply tilted his head slightly and looked at the target in front of him.

“But seeing is believing,” Si Ming replied.

The defeated man before him let out a wild roar—he lunged forward, his blade flashing with a subtle, almost magical, skill. However, having lost all his passive attribute bonuses, he was no longer qualified to face Si Ming head-on on the battlefield.

His hand was easily twisted off, and his chest was punched through. By the time Si Ming reacted, the King of the End of Dharma's head had already been twisted off his neck.

Crimson blood spurted out; the last contractor possessed a body made of flesh and blood. Only then did Si Ming realize something.

"Ah... I forgot, I said before that we should take it apart as many pieces as possible."

It was a bit of a pity—but that pity was quickly dispelled by the sudden divine pronouncement that echoed in my mind.

—【Complete the special side quest: Annihilation—Slay all 'Contractors' belonging to the 'Nightmare Space' in this world. All participants will receive one B-rank side quest and 5000 reward points. A Depth of Existence will also be increased upon completion.】

—【Special Side Quest Change: Deep Annihilation—Slay all 'newly added' 'Contractors' in this world. In addition to the 'Annihilation' reward, all participants will receive an extra A-rank side quest and 10000 reward points.】

"The original monsters added later are counted separately..." Si Ming shook his head, which was somewhat unexpected.

So, next...

The dormant fighting spirit of the night slowly revived from within his body. And at the edge of his vision, the invisible barrier of 'balance' crumbled and faded as the outcome of the battle was decided.

The glory of the Lord God has descended.

The mutilated serpent was struggling to survive under the constraints of the Bagua Demon-Sealing Array and the onslaught of the reincarnators.

"...I hope I can still make it to the last game."

(End of this chapter)