Godlike: Shocking the gods, I am the Throne of Heroes.

Speaking of...

"How long has it been since I, a mighty ancient god-slayer, tasted those beautiful and charming female angels... Thirty thousand years? Or even longer..."

Thinking of this, Su Mali gritted her teeth in hatred!

Thirty thousand years passed.

That day, I was brutally beaten and ended up paralyzed on one side.

Thanks to the slow self-healing of her divine body, she barely managed to survive until the collapse of the Heavenly Palace's order. Immediately afterward, the three kings, led by Keisha, cleansed the entire Heavenly City of Merlo, not only demoting all male angels to scum, but also banishing them all to the desolate edge of the universe...

If Sumari hadn't seen the situation was dire and, despite her injuries, hadn't fled before the battle...

If we retreated to Earth back to the primitive era, back then...

He, a dignified god-slayer, would either be torn to pieces or exiled along with King Hua Ye.

Whenever she recalls these memories, Sumali grits her teeth at that mysterious man in black!

But considering that I'm barely making ends meet these days, and that I don't have to go through fencing activities with those old men like Hua Ye Wang, there's a shameful bit of relief mixed in with that hatred!

suddenly.

A chilling pressure emanated from high above the sky.

While firmly locking oneself in.

A strangely shaped longsword hurtled towards him at supersonic speeds, seemingly capable of cleaving the sky.

"WTF!"

In that instant, Su Mali was almost scared out of her wits!

A familiar killing intent!

It's him!

It's definitely him!

That bastard who beat himself into a paraplegic for over three thousand years!

That damn thing is the culprit that caused my divine body to heal itself for three thousand years. That aura is unmistakable!

Clang! —

The long sword, falling from the sky, was firmly embedded in the hood of the sports car.

Amidst the piercing sound of metal scraping.

The luxury sports car was smoothly split in two.

The two sections of the vehicle sped along, covering more than 30 meters before tumbling and crashing onto both sides of the road, billowing thick smoke.

"Damn it!—"

With a ferocious expression, Su Mali waved her hand to disperse the dust around her. As soon as she looked up, she saw a strange longsword stuck straight out of the ground!

The blade was a magnificent rose-colored design that he would never forget, even in death!

Thirty thousand years ago.

It was this twisted yet magnificent longsword that caused him, the mighty Godslayer, such agonizing pain!

kill him!

Must kill him!

Sumali's frantic, hoarse roar:

"Who is it?! Come out here and face your death!"

suddenly.

A mocking voice rang out:

"Wow, not bad facial expressions..."

Ding! ——

The steel combat boots slowly descended, landing precisely on the hilt of the sword called Primal Flame.

Look up.

It was a figure clad in silver-white armor, with a pure white cloak billowing behind him in the wind!

Despite the differences in clothing and attire.

But the unforgettable figure in my memory still perfectly overlaps with it.

Even with her gums bleeding from biting them, Su Mali still glared venomously at the figure!

What's even more infuriating is that the sunlight shines down on this person, making even this mortal enemy look infinitely more perfect than himself!

Cheng Yang stood on the hilt of the Primordial Flame sword, his figure tall and imposing.

With his arms crossed, he said with great interest:

"Let me introduce myself, Cheng Yang, a native Earthling... Of course, what intrigues me even more is that you, this ancient god-slayer, seem to... know me?"

Snap!

This time it was the sound of teeth being crushed!

Cheng Yang was startled.

No.

Where did this guy get such hostility towards me?

"Damn it, you...you did that kind of thing, and now you're still pretending!"

Cheng Yang: ...

Scalp tingling!

No.

Let me explain!

"Wait, I don't think I've seen you before!"

As soon as these words came out.

Sumali fell silent, her head bowed, obscuring her increasingly distorted and ferocious face.

But his hatred erupted like a volcano!

"Hehe! Ha, hehe! Hahaha!"

Ah this...

Is robbing a mentally challenged person a bit too much?

Honestly, even in my past life, Director Sa didn't say this thing could go this crazy!

Uh-huh! ——

A glint of cold light shot straight in.

Cheng Yang was prepared.

Under the watchful eyes, Su Mali's sudden attack had nowhere to hide!

Just a turn of the head.

The sharp, dark silver dagger whizzed past Cheng Yang's ear!

Ok.

Crazy as it may be, at least the skill level is up to par!

Uh-huh! ——

A micro-wormhole flashed by.

The dark silver dagger, which had darted a hundred meters away, suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

This time!

The target is Cheng Yang's heart!

Magic release activated.

Enhanced magic activated!

With a light tap of her right hand, which was attached to the armor, the Dark Silver Dagger was struck from the side by a force exceeding ten thousand tons. It instantly slipped from Su Mali's control, spinning and embedding itself in the road a hundred meters away.

Her pupils contracted, and Su Mali's expression instantly collapsed!

With a ferocious expression that no ordinary person could possibly make, he roared madly at Cheng Yang:

"Still denying it was you! Thirty thousand years! A full thirty thousand..."

boom! ——

With a perfectly executed single-sheep elbow strike, Cheng Yang instantly covered the eight-meter distance and delivered a powerful blow to Su Mali's chest!

The sound of the sternum cracking mingled with the explosive sound of a tire bursting.

Sumali flew backwards like a cannonball.

With a bang, it crashed to the ground, and most of the outer edge of the road shattered like tofu. The person involved then bounced high into the air, skipping across the gravel and wasteland for more than a hundred meters like skipping stones!

Ahem!

Sumali coughed twice in pain.

Staggering to her feet from the rubble and mud, the sharp pain in her chest instantly jolted Su Mali awake.

Thirty thousand years ago.

The person in front of me could easily beat me half to death.

Thirty thousand years later.

What a miserable end I would have if I encountered it again!

Chapter 145, Let's Begin! My Golden Theater

Just at this time.

Cheng Yang's indifferent words drifted back from afar:

"Enough with the nonsense, come on! Let's fight!"

"I win, you die!"

"You win, whatever you say is right!"

Clang! —

With a wave of his hand, the primordial fire that had been stuck in the road was reversed twice and fell into Cheng Yang's hand.

The sword was raised high, and then brought down with a single, sweeping strike!

That was a shimmering sword light where rose petals and sword energy coexisted!

A straight trench was easily cut into the ground. Sumali narrowly dodged, but a strand of hair on her forehead was also cut off!

Before I could think further, the sound of wind breaking came with an overwhelming sense of pressure.

Sumali frantically calculated.

While raising his hand to block, at the critical moment, he finally managed to transfer the Dark Silver Dagger, which was dozens of meters away, into his hand.

Ding! —

The crisp sound of swords clashing was accompanied by a series of sparks flying!

Wind pressure swept through!

The force was like being hit head-on by a celestial warship, leaving Su Mali's defenses weak and feeble. With a thud, she crashed through the pillar of a large billboard by the roadside. Her momentum did not diminish, and she continued to roll twice, plowing a trench more than ten meters long in the ground before finally coming to a stop!

puff! ——