Origin Paradise!

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Cangwu Avenue.

Jiang He walked forward slowly.

The raging fire, the smoke, the corpses, the wails, and the lingering pain could not move him in the slightest, even though he had lived with war for so long.

A coffin suddenly appeared, and when the lid was opened, it revealed a delicate and beautiful body inside.

—The Succubus Lord.

At this moment, the lord's face was devoid of any charm; the deathly silence and darkness, along with the constant fear of life and death, had almost completely shattered her spirit.

"Don't tell me you don't know Ramanf."

Jiang He said calmly.

In the Ash World, Ramanf summoned a demon army to buy time for his escape.

“My lord… Ramanf may not even be in this world,” the succubus lord replied cautiously.

“I know, but it’s none of your business,” Jiang He said.

For an alchemy master, there are actually very few places worth visiting in the Eternal Darkness World Cluster.

Considering that Ramanf couldn't be sure if someone would chase him into the abyss passage, wandering around for a long time was obviously unwise. The possibility of hiding in the world through the rift as soon as possible was undoubtedly relatively greater.

The succubus lord clearly sensed that the person before her was in a strange state, like boiling cold blood about to destroy everything. She hurriedly activated her demonic mark and tried to contact Ramanf.

A moment later, the connection was established.

Without any joy, after recovering the succubus tool, Jiang He said, "An immortal-grade bullet. Please process it. As for an equivalent exchange, I can smelt the materials for you ten times."

"Is this a request for gluttony?" Ramanf chuckled softly. "This is not the time for you to hunt me down."

Jiang He immediately shut down the communication. Given the other party's pursuit of truth, it was impossible for them to refuse the aid of Gluttony when they encountered crucial materials. Just as wine is to an alchemist, the transaction between the two parties did not require any tedious nonsense.

The next moment, a gate to the abyss opened.

Ignoring the slightly noisy cursing inside, Jiang He sent out an Immortal-level Da Li Bomb and retrieved the processed results half a minute later.

When he arrived in the middle of Cangwu Avenue.

Jingran, almost split in two, was lying by the roadside.

"You want to challenge two heroes?" Jing Ran glanced sideways, his eyes filled with despair as he sneered, "With just the level of ordinary gold?"

Jiang He calmly walked past the other person.

"Wait a minute." Seeing that the other party was serious, Jingran couldn't help but ask, "What are your chances of winning?"

With Prime Minister Bai Gui present, even as a member of the Jing clan, he had to admit that King Jingyang had no chance of survival.

"Ten percent."

"impossible."

"Conquer everything, or lose everything." Jiang He said calmly, "When I start a war, my chances of winning are 100%, no matter what, until I die completely, then it's all gone."

An indescribable strong self-confidence, an unwavering fighting spirit, and an iron-fisted personality that never hesitates once a decision is made—only now does Jingran realize that he has come to know the other party somewhat.

“I can’t fight now.” Jing Ran struggled to open his eyes and said, “But King Jingyang is the pillar of the Jing family. He must not fall here. Even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance, I am willing to try. What do you need?”

Jiang He stopped and turned his head, saying, "A fast horse can't be too slow. I need to seize the opportunity when the enemy's strength turns into weakness."

"The Tian Clan of the Eastern Border of the Empire, their Heavenly Horses are the fastest warhorses in the world, capable of traversing the sky and forbidden lands," Jingran replied.

"A suit of armor must be tough enough; my domain has other uses."

"Eagle-helmet and golden-scaled armor—even the highest-ranking royal war envoys don't wear armor of this caliber."

"To be honest, the Duke of Yu's bloodline is somewhat complicated when it comes to demons."

"Inferior hero equipment, huh? Looks like I'll have to pay with my life, but it seems like there's no other choice."

"Finally, I need five bullets, and they need to be powerful."

"An epic-level armor-piercing round; this is the limit of my capabilities."

Jingran exerted all his strength to operate the "Dream Like a Lifetime Sutra," and his figure gradually became transparent and disappeared.

A pure white horse, as white as snowflakes, carried Jiang He. Eagle helmet and golden scale armor covered his entire body. Five epic armor-shattering bullets were loaded into the revolver's magazine. Without mentioning the individual effects, these together formed a low-quality version of the Demon Slayer Armor. The only pity was that the true damage and damage reduction were only 10%.

"I'm sorry, the Demon-Slaying Armor is only effective for one hour." Jingran said solemnly, "To be honest, I don't believe you can win, but it's come to this now, so I wish you victory."

The next moment, his body exploded into specks of light.

Jiang He urged his warhorse forward. These members of aristocratic families were remarkably decisive when it came to the survival of their clans.

boom!

Bai Guang charged down Cangwu Avenue, his hooves thundering.

A fierce and undisguised aura immediately swept through the fortress.

On the platform of ten thousand generals, Prime Minister Bai Gui looked astonished. He thought it was another royal title, but it turned out to be just an ordinary gold item.

But just as he was about to end it all, a crimson moonlight, like a sandstorm, rushed straight in from outside the fortress.

—The seventh ancestor personally arrived.

A hatred so real it was vehement, a hatred that vowed to destroy everything.

In an instant.

Prime Minister Bai Gui's face turned extremely ugly.

—Imperial Iron Law Three: Progenitor-level beings are not allowed to cross the front line.

As if to prove the majesty of this ironclad rule, sixty years ago, two peak heroes fell because of it, and the Martial Sect was revived, even going so far as to take action personally.

Without any room for hesitation or deliberation, Prime Minister Bai Gui, unwilling to be buried with the Seventh Ancestor, immediately ascended into the sky and left the Wanjiangtai. His white sleeves fluttered, and a vast, demon-suppressing light swept out, clashing with the crimson moonlight. The two figures quickly rose into the sky, and through the clouds, their intense, flashing light could be seen.

On the platform of ten thousand generals.

Due to Bai Gui's interference, King Jingyang has lost his left arm and half of his face. The severe injuries have accelerated his death, and his eyes have lost their luster, becoming as withered as his white hair.

Bang!

The Thunder Spear broke.

The two turned their heads almost simultaneously, only to see a galloping horse coming at them.

Duke Yu sneered. He had personally witnessed Jiang Wuyang's formidable performance as a support hero, but it seemed that the other party had arrived a step too late. The Prince of Jingyang was now at his wit's end, and it was too late.

"Jiang Wuyang, quickly help me!" King Jingyang shouted, unwilling to give up his last hope. "The Jing family is willing to grant him the title of First-Class Marquis and a fiefdom of a prefecture!"

On horseback, Jiang He remained calm and replied, "Get out of my way, or I'll kill you too."

An overwhelming will manifested in cold, hard words.

Duke Yu's eyes flickered slightly.

King Jingyang looked astonished. Within this chilling and awe-inspiring will, the aura of a hero was gradually growing stronger. To challenge elite heroes with an ordinary golden body—if he were to achieve hegemony, the mere will of a hero would be easily overcome.

In an instant, King Jingyang withdrew from the Wanjiangtai.

If someone can buy themselves even half an hour, they still have the power for one last strike.

Duke Yu looked down at him with disdain and said coldly, "What gave you the illusion that you can challenge me, you ant?"

His response was a cold, hard gun barrel.

On his warhorse, Jiang He pulled out the Heart Image Revolver - Momentary Echo.

The first bullet in the chamber is the Immortal Li Bullet, which, after being processed by Ramanf, is inscribed with the alchemist's signature technique—the Reverse Matrix.

The process reverses from removing bloodline impurities to purifying impurities.

boom!

Jiang He pulled the trigger, and flames shot from the muzzle. The bullet vanished without a trace in an instant.

At the same time, a crisp sound rang out from his fingertips.

As midnight passed, the final time loop rose for the first time.

The light of time surged forth, enveloping Duke Yu in an instant before he could even react.

As the life level of the Heroic Elite begins to decline, the Duke of Yu, despite his Immortal status, is still within the effective range of the Time Ring Epic +1.

Just a few hours ago, he was at the limit of an ordinary hero, his yin and yang bodies had just merged into one.

A few days ago, he was at the level of an ordinary hero, but after retrieving the Dao Fruit, his combat power is quite impressive.

Time flows relentlessly, and the Duke of Yu seems to have returned to the battlefield of the struggle for bones. At that time, Duke Merrick had not yet lost everything, and the two of them were slightly weaker than normal heroes.

Bang!

The Immortal-level Reversal Great Li Bullet hit.

At this moment, Duke Yu possessed a quarter of the Blood Demon bloodline. From the instant the Reversal Great Li Bullet struck his body, the Blood Demon bloodline began to grow wildly.

Severus's glory and suffering have both faded away.

"No...no!!"

Duke Yu's face was contorted with madness as he stared in disbelief at his hands, which were now covered in demonic scales. Blood-like patterns flowed across his body, and crimson demonic horns were born.

"I will tear you to pieces..."

"Don't you recognize yourself?"

boom!

The snow-white warhorse suddenly accelerated, its epic agility faster than lightning. Jiang He spurred the horse forward, spear in hand, and Beelzebub's Hell Overlord Special Attack was fully activated.

A silver light swept in.

In a fit of rage, Duke Yu instinctively unleashed a powerful sword strike, but the vast difference between a hero and an elite was too great for him to easily detach himself from the aftermath of his fierce battle with King Jingyang.

The Xuanming Twin Fish Longsword, which was not of ordinary hero rank, shattered inch by inch. The remaining sword strikes hit the white light, but only destroyed the afterimage.

boom!

Jiang He thrust his spear into Duke Yu's chest.

Heroes gain a 50% boost and damage reduction against lower-ranking creatures.

Beelzebub deals 50% true damage and reduces damage against demons.

The clash between the two superior special attacks is, in a sense, tantamount to nothing.

The silver spearhead pierced through the flesh and bones of the Duke of Yu, spreading sinful poison and dark corrosion, with murderous patterns spreading outwards, greatly suppressing the life force of ordinary heroes.

boom!

Jiang He thrust his spear forward, and Duke Yu, like a shooting star, crashed deeply into the highly refined Origin Stone Wanjiangtai.

"How is this possible..." King Jingyang witnessed the entire process of the thrust. In a mere instant, Duke Yu Guoguo went from being a pure-blooded prince of Seferis to a Blood Demon Duke who was even worse than an ordinary hero.

Everything seems like a dream.

From the deep pit, Duke Yu rose up, his body gushing blood. The handsome young man's face disappeared, and he transformed back into a robust middle-aged man with long, bright red hair dancing wildly in the wind.

"You think this will make me sit here and wait to die?!"

Even after losing the Xuanming Twin Fish, he still possesses the Yin-Yang Twin Swords, forged from his cultivation techniques and accumulated experience. When the two swords are combined, their blades display a black and white hue.

Duke Yu gripped the black and white heavy sword, his eyes contorted with rage. He took the initiative to charge forward, his ferocious aura emanating from him like a blood lion revealing its true colors.

Whoosh!

The black and white heavy swords thrust straight in, a single sword beam releasing a blinding brilliance, like a lurking fish leading the way, followed by a vast surging wave. The shockwave, like the pressure of the ocean, merged with the sword light, creating a sword strike that resembled a long dragon pouncing straight down.

—Secret Sword: Fish-Dragon Transformation.

This secret sword technique is based on the Duke of Yu's spiritual talent and has a great destructive power over the soul.

The tip of the sword kept getting bigger in front of me.

Jiang He decisively activated her divine consciousness, and time seemed to stand still.

The next moment, he swung his gun horizontally with the force of thunder.

—Dragon Spear Technique: Anti-Siege

A deafening explosion, almost like thunder, rang out.