After leaving the world of all NPCs

"They sealed your name but stole your thunderbolt power. Gromnik's divination book became a church calendar. Perun, are you a martyr? Or a tamed symbol?"

The wisdom halo behind Ye Zuochen's head suddenly accelerated its rotation, and countless wisdom swords condensed by azure flames, like a swarm of bees smelling blood, surrounded the running chariot from all directions.

Chi Chi Chi -!

A sword of wisdom narrowly grazed the wheel hub of the chariot, sending up a trail of electric sparks.

The other sword pierced through the raised thunder mane of the ram on the left, and the light of wisdom burned the thunder beast, causing it to roar.

The trajectory of the fleeing chariot was constantly compressed.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh——!

Hundreds of wise swords completed their final closure, hovering in the air a hundred feet around the chariot, with the sword tips pointing to the center, forming a three-dimensional sword formation cage.

The galloping ram chariot was like a flying insect crashing into amber, completely frozen in this cage of absolute wisdom.

"The green light falls! All things return to absurdity!"

Ye Zuochen suddenly raised his right arm, clenching his five fingers as if he was holding an invisible sword handle!

"Perun, you, a deity assimilated by Christianity, are also a decadent being lost in history. Therefore, you have also become the heroic god who destroyed the essence of the Tree of Life!"

"You are the hero chosen by destiny!"

"You are the hero who defeats the Demon King!"

"But, this border universe has no godslayers for you to defeat! Nor does it need the God of Destiny to guide humanity's correct history!"

The emerald green divine light in the halo behind his head suddenly exploded!

"Shut up!" Peren seemed to have been hit in the sore spot, and he suddenly became furious. He swung the reins violently, and his whole body turned into a thunder ball. Amidst the rolling thunder, he fell towards Ye Zuochen.

Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!

The cage transformed from the Sword of Wisdom instantly stabbed towards Perun.

Ye Zuochen's eloquent words became more and more grandiose: "This is why you are only a spirit clone, but you can enhance your own magic power to the same level as me, or even stronger than most of the disobedient gods. The secret is-"

"You are the hero who did not become the final king, you are the hero who was not given the sword of salvation!"

"Your [Covenant Law] is also destined to be imperfect, but the imperfect Covenant Law can still provide you with support, allowing you to gain the same divine power as your enemy!"

This is the secret that Ye Zuochen dug out from the [Void Memory], and it is also the reason why Perun is so powerful even though he is not a god of disobedience.

In this world No. 3019 (Battle), there is no God Slayer that needs to be defeated by the Last King.

Therefore, Perun, who should have been a hero, did not get the [Saving Divine Sword], nor did he get the support of the God of Destiny, and he did not even really come to this world.

"I will sever this half-baked [Covenant Method] right now!"

The five fingers clenched in the air seemed to be holding a green sun, and they broke through the sword of wisdom in the air without hesitation, and stabbed towards Perun who was coming towards Ye Zuochen - -!

Chi——!

The green light of wisdom instantly penetrated the sword formation cage, penetrated the futile blocking of the [Sky Fire Shield], and penetrated into Perun's majestic copper chest like a mountain.

There was no blood or flesh flying.

There was no clanging of metal.

Peren just froze suddenly, and the destructive lightning jumping on the [Thunder Stone Axe] was extinguished in an instant like a extinguished candle.

The high temperature of the lava flowing on the surface of the [Skyfire Shield] across his chest quickly faded.

The two rams pulling the cart also disappeared like the receding tide, their forms becoming thin and transparent.

seal!

Absolute deprivation!

The green light of wonderful observation and wisdom severed not the divine body, but the invisible umbilical cord connecting Him to the power of correction.

All that was left of Perun's three-meter-tall red copper shell was a giant statue that had been stripped of its essence, with only its form remaining!

"Look here—this is Thunder!"

Ye Zuochen slowly raised his hand and pointed at the thick thunderclouds covering the sky.

"—The breath of Hades condenses into a crack in the window. At this moment, I am the executioner of the four seasons—"

With a light tap of his fingertips, the [Qingming Creation Talisman] instantly transformed into the [Qingqiong Locking Palace], giving him the authority to control the clouds and lightning.

The vast thunderclouds, as heavy as lead, seemed to be stirred violently by an invisible giant hand, and instantly turned into a terrifying vortex covering a hundred miles.

In the center of the vortex, the dazzling blue and white plasma is like a boiling sea of ​​thunder!

The sky is wailing and the earth is shaking.

Ye Zuochen's fingers, like a scepter holding heavenly punishment, suddenly fell towards the giant red copper shadow in the air!

"Goodbye, half-baked hero. No, without the Savior Sword, the Covenant Law, or even your own divine body, you are at best a third of a hero."

The lightning as thick as a pillar of heaven, carrying the ultimate will to judge all things, tore through the space, shattered the sound, and slammed down towards Perun!

Rumble!

The absolutely strong light swallowed everything. Peren's eyes penetrated the thunderstorm and locked onto the black-haired boy on the ice field.

"Drifting boy...this matter...is not over yet."

131 Now I think about the conversation and solve it

The Blue Sky Locking Palace.

The air was stagnant and fragrant, the slightly salty smell of sweat entangled with the scent steaming from the woman's skin, and the wisps of green smoke from the staggeringly expensive benzoin in the incense burner permeated every inch of the space.

The heart of the palace is a bed, so luxurious that it would leave the king speechless.

Surrounded by carved railings of white jade as smooth as fat, the bed is so wide that its end is invisible. The heavy brocade quilts are piled and rolled, as if spreading out a crumpled golden cloud.

The overly soft mattress swallowed up all the struggles, playfulness and heavy breathing, and also wrapped around the graceful body.

Ye Zuochen's fingers were casually entwined with an elf's long, fluffy green hair that looked like seaweed.

Qi Zui was as pale and frail as a fragile glass doll, lying on his side and curled up beside Ye Zuochen, his deep green pupils filled with a mixture of obsession and tranquility.

The outline of the skeleton under the skin is clearly visible, and it seems to be covered by only a layer of overly soft skin.

"Hey, Xiaoqi," Ye Zuochen suddenly said, "Let's make everyone smaller, okay? Make them tiny... well, cute like you."

Seven Sins: "Huh?"

"Heh... interesting..." Kurumi turned around with difficulty, her skin twitching slightly as she breathed in and out. "Not a bad idea, but it seems that Ms. Kotori doesn't need it..."

Kotori: "?"

Ye Zuochen: "It's okay, I also want to see a younger Kotonoha, or vice versa, like a slightly older one."

Kotori: "??"

Just behind where Ye Zuochen had just finished speaking, a strand of silver-gray short hair slowly rose up, followed by the delicate jaw that looked like it was dyed by the first snow, set against the backdrop of the same silver-gray hair.

A face, a mixture of intelligence and savagery, emerged from the darkness. Honjo Niya's cheeks puffed slightly unnaturally, and his throat slid slightly along his smooth neck. "Hey, hey, little brother, are you going to kill all these little guys... right here?"

Ye Zuochen muttered, "Now that you mention it, my initial adjustments were indeed a huge mistake. Logically speaking, I'm no longer destined to be with petite girls. But luckily, Venus gave me a [Gilded Heart-Wrapping Silk] to protect you. You won't die."

"Also, it seems to have given some subtle protection to the bedroom, and even improved the fun a bit."

"Recalling this, the first time we explored the back path, I didn't seem to have done much preparation, right? Were we able to get in smoothly without any problems?"

"And when I used my mouth..." He shifted his body slightly. "I remember it clearly. That time with Xiao Qi, it went smoothly as well... Um, it was almost at the entrance of the stomach, right?"

"So, it'll be fine."

"Pervert! Lolita control!" Nanashi's pale little face looked as if it had been soaked in boiling blood, burning all the way to the ears.

She suddenly shook off Ye Zuochen's hand that was tracing her ribs, shrank back like a frightened rabbit, and curled up in a pile of soft bedding, leaving only her green eyes, covered with thick moisture, glaring at him.

"I...I know! 'You like loli' is just a way to comfort me. You, you always say that...you're just...just feeling sorry for me, right? I don't need your comfort!"

Obviously, Nana's persecution complex had taken over his mind again.

Ye Zuochen wasn't angry. Instead, like a slippery fish, he swiftly slid from the soft brocade pile to the curled-up Qi Zui. He put his arms around her excessively thin body and coquettishly said in a voice that held some strange magic: "But I like it! Please, Xiao Qi, Sister Qi Zui? Help me, please? Make them all smaller... make them all... become as cute as you! Please! Please!"

Nanashi seemed to be tightly bound by invisible vines, trembling stiffly in his arms.

"Don't be like this, sister or something, can't I do it?"

"I knew you were the best!"

Immediately, a beam of light flashed across the palace.

The light comes quickly and goes even faster.

In the middle of the huge, soft bed, several small figures were sitting, kneeling, or lying there in a daze. Most of them were only wearing a little bit of ill-fitting cloth, and their tender skin exuded a lustrous luster.

Short silver-gray hair, wine-red eyes, cascading black hair that was tangled, dark green hair sticking up randomly, long purple-silver hair in curls, tied into twin ponytails with white headbands...

Nia, Kurumi, Kotori, Nanashi, and Miku all turned into their younger selves.

As their vision changed, they suddenly realized that the familiar things seemed too big to be accepted...

Kurumi: "Alala, we won't die here, right?"

Kotori: "I can be resurrected."

Niya: "Oh, as expected of me, even as a child, I was still cute~"

Miku: "I feel my chest getting a lot lighter. Darling, let's start with me!"

……

The operations meeting room at the AST Tiangong base.

The cold silver-gray metal walls create a huge and depressing space.

Everyone concentrated and held their breath, their eyes fixed on the giant main display screen that occupied the entire wall in front of them.

The scene playing on the screen is not so much a satellite image as it is a real-time picture broadcast directly from hell.

The perspective comes from the cold space orbit, overlooking Tengu City in Kanto, Japan. The area within a radius of ten kilometers has been brutally ravaged by an invisible giant hand.

The pitch-black night sky was torn apart, and a giant net composed of blazing white thunder repeatedly plowed across the earth with an attitude of exterminating all things.

Like a giant hammer smashing down, the ground exploded, sending smoke and lava-like flames rising into the sky.

The areas that were hit, whether they were previously high-rise buildings, highways or lush forests, did not collapse completely, but it was as if the core molecular structure was hit by invisible infrasound waves.

The solid creation seemed to have experienced billions of high-frequency vibrations, and it spontaneously disintegrated at a speed visible to the naked eye, instantly turning into powder so fine that it was difficult to identify.

Powder rose and spread, like the gray gauze of the god of death covering the earth.

Huge, bottomless rifts suddenly appeared, like ugly new scars, tearing the ravaged land apart hideously.

The edge of the screen captured tiny life forms still struggling to escape in the area. The figures of humans and animals suddenly froze in the midst of their mad dash, and were then caught by a downward force. Their feet left the ground, as if being grasped by an invisible giant hand, and they fell straight into the abyss of the rift valley.

The silent images at this moment can trigger the deepest chill in people's hearts more than any horror sound effects.

Deep in the rift valley, there is absolute darkness where you can't see the bottom and no details can be seen clearly.

"hiss……"

A very light inhalation sound was particularly clear in the silent conference room. It came from Mikie Okamine in the corner.

The fifteen-year-old girl, nicknamed "Mickey," was pale, and her slender fingers unconsciously clenched the hem of her uniform.

Lightning purgatory, swallowed by the abyss, scorching sun, absolute freezing...

All kinds of terrifying forces are wreaking havoc in it, it is really too terrifying.

"Someone... is fighting." Tobiichi Origami's short white hair was as white as snow, and her blue eyes were like a frozen lake, staring at the screen calmly.

"Fight?!" Mikie turned her head sharply, her eyes slightly widening in disbelief. "Senior, you're saying... this scene... is because two 'people' are fighting?!"

Origami didn't look at her, but nodded slightly, "Yes, fight."

The power that can turn an area of ​​ten kilometers into purgatory, change the temperature, and penetrate the earth's crust, is simply derived from the fighting between individuals?

Sitting next to Origami, Mildred F. Fujimura spoke dryly, "It's like a scene from a myth playing out today. Isn't it just like the battle of the Titans in Greece?"

"Is there no clearer image?" A gentler but more powerful question came from the other end of the main seat.

The one who spoke was Artemisia Bell Ashcroft.