Infinite Survival: The winner takes all!

"Your resistance is in vain." The ancient god taunted, "Accept your fate of being devoured by me. This is your final destination!"

After he finished speaking, the strong wind instantly condensed into a huge claw, as if the sky was collapsing, and it suddenly grabbed towards the sword.

At the moment of the fierce collision, the sword was once again torn into countless pieces...

The ancient god seemed to have an overwhelming advantage. It repeatedly tore apart Li Ming's consciousness, which had been condensed with great difficulty, and put him into a desperate situation where he could hardly resist.

However, this battle was not without cost to the Ancient God.

The dark power has already corroded its body and its other two consciousnesses, and is now continuously devouring its last sea of ​​consciousness.

At the same time, the battle with Li Ming forced it to be unable to resist the erosion of corrupt forces with all its strength.

Therefore, if it cannot quickly and completely devour the human consciousness in front of it, it will soon fall into a disadvantage and may even be devoured by the opponent!

Li Ming turned a deaf ear to the ancient god's ridicule. His consciousness was torn apart time and time again, but he could always gather it again tenaciously at an astonishing speed.

At this moment, he was like a lone boat in the rough sea. Although he was constantly threatened with overturning and capsizing, he could stubbornly turn over and come back every time and continue to fight against the raging waves.

"Your tenacity is beyond my expectations. However, this cannot change the final outcome! In the face of absolute power, any resistance you have seems so absurd and futile."

The ancient god's sarcasm was not only for ridicule, but also an attempt to undermine the strong will of the human before him.

Li Ming couldn't count how many times he had regained consciousness, even though he was suffering from horrifying pain deep in his soul.

He still had a sarcastic smile on his face and replied coldly: "In that case, why don't you calmly accept your fate of being corrupted? In front of the absolute power of the evil god Yule, you are nothing more than a dying insect."

"Human, you deserve to die!" The ancient god seemed to be angered by Li Ming's words, and his aura, which had been gradually weakening, suddenly erupted violently.

It turned into a huge hammer, carrying the power to destroy the world, and suddenly smashed down towards Li Ming.

Facing this powerful blow, Li Ming showed no fear. His body shook and turned into a towering giant fist, rushing forward to meet the attack.

"You are the one who deserves to die. You are just a pitiful creature struggling on the brink of death. If you are willing to let me devour your consciousness, I may be able to avenge you."

The giant hammer and the giant fist collided violently in the chaotic sea of ​​consciousness, instantly causing another silent explosion.

The giant fist condensed by Li Ming's consciousness collapsed and scattered again, but what was different from the past was that this time, the giant hammer transformed by the ancient god's consciousness actually showed dense cracks like a spider web.

Seeing this scene, Li Ming, who had regained his consciousness, couldn't help but sneer, "Haha... your so-called absolute power gap, now it seems that it is nothing more than this."

"Ants! Die! Die!" The ancient god roared repeatedly and fell into a state of near madness and violence.

It keeps changing its forms, as if it is venting its inner fear and unwillingness in this way.

Finally, a glimmer of hope was seen, but the 'bug' in front of him was unexpectedly tenacious, and no matter how he attacked, he could not completely defeat it.

“Hahahaha…just go crazy!” A hideous smile appeared on Li Ming’s face. “You have been mercilessly tortured by the evil god for so many years. When you were awake, you undoubtedly endured unspeakable pain. Now that you have fallen into madness, this is your true destiny.”

"Ant! I will devour you! No matter what, you will become my meal!" The ancient god roared, his tone filled with arrogance and determination.

Li Ming was equally unwilling to be outdone and responded proudly, "Come on, in today's battle, only one of us can survive, it's either you die or I die!"

The two consciousnesses, eager to devour each other, once again engaged in a crazy and fierce confrontation.

Every collision, every contest, seemed to tear the entire sea of ​​consciousness apart, yet at the same time they merged into one in this endless chaos.

As time passed, the ancient god's attitude gradually changed from the initial easy crushing to a hard-fought victory, and then to a stalemate with both sides evenly matched. It seemed that he was caught in a long tug-of-war.

And Li Ming also reached his own limit.

Every time his consciousness was torn apart, it brought him unbearable pain.

These pains continued to accumulate, gradually causing his entire soul to fall into the brink of numbness and madness.

At this moment, this is no longer just a contest of strength, but also a contest of will and perseverance.

Both sides are fighting tooth and nail, trying to hold on to the end in this silent contest...

On the other hand, the Dark Temple Legion's breakout plan was indeed a bit beyond the expectations of the five major clans.

Under the selfless charge of the three great commanders, the remaining three million soldiers actually broke through the heavy encirclement.

But unfortunately, the number of gods' messengers and temple warriors from the five major clans was too large. They reacted quickly, regrouped immediately, built a new line of defense, and vowed to completely eliminate these breakouts.

The deafening roars and the sounds of fierce fighting pierced the sky. Nearly eight million troops engaged in a desperate struggle on a battlefield of less than ten square kilometers. The battle was so brutal that it seemed to dye the world bloody.

Seeing the legions under their command falling like waves of wheat, the three commanders couldn't help but feel a deep despair in their hearts.

They clearly realize that the current situation has become irreversible and the dawn of victory is fading away.

Although they were less than 500 kilometers away from their own territory, this distance became an insurmountable chasm, blocking their way home.

After gaining an absolute advantage in manpower, the temple legions of the five major clans completely abandoned their previous prudent tactics to reduce casualties.

Like the craziest wild beasts, they launched a fierce and life-threatening attack. Every charge seemed extremely fierce and determined.

Right now, the Dark Temple has less than two million remaining troops. Their living space is constantly being compressed and their situation is becoming increasingly difficult.

The tide of darkness caused by less than 30,000 martyrs was obviously unable to withstand the opponent's divine bombardment like a storm.

Whether you choose to continue to break out or wait where you are, it seems that death is inevitable.

At this time, the three great commanders, whose auras were obviously disordered, fell into an unprecedented predicament, and they were really helpless.

"Break through! Keep breaking through, we must not sit here and wait for death!" With scarlet flames flashing in his eyes, Ibrahimovic looked firmly at the other two commanders, trying to inject the last bit of fighting spirit into them.

However, Cabarrus and Kilduff remained silent and did not respond.

They stared blankly at the soldiers who continued to fall under the bombardment of divine magic, and the fire of resistance had been extinguished in their eyes.