Mythological origin

A long and shocking rainbow, accompanied by a large amount of scattered plasma air, began to burst out from the sword.

"Is that the sword energy that can be released by humans?!" The silver-haired swordsman with a sixth-level sword heart, even though he had already hidden far away to watch the battle, still recognized the essence of the terrifying long rainbow at a glance.

The sword energy gradually expanded to nearly a thousand meters in length, but it did not affect the control of Shenfeng too much, and it still chopped accurately in the direction of Bai Mo!

Bai Mo spread out his five fingers, and a ball of pale flame slowly rose from his palms.

This ball of plasma flame, under the influence of his mental power, turned into a sphere and rushed towards the sword energy like a drop of water falling into a sea of ​​fire.

The contrast seemed extremely disparate, and the small fireball would undoubtedly be swallowed up by the sword energy that covered the sky and the sun. However, the strange thing was that at the moment of collision, a loud bang was heard, resounding throughout the main temple.

What was even more outrageous was that after the loud noise, it turned out that a huge sword energy was pierced by the small plasma ball and continued to crash into the direction of Kamikaze without mercy.

But in the next moment, the original position of Kamikaze was replaced by a man holding a giant sword.

"Lord God, your uncle~~~!!!" The giant swordsman seemed to be teleported here without any preparation. When he saw the situation in front of him, he couldn't help but curse angrily.

He saw the horror of the fire flying towards him.

At the critical moment of life and death, the swordsman had to force himself to put away his fear and swing the giant sword with 120% of his strength to attack crazily.

Lines of sword energy poured out from his body as if they were free.

It seemed that the giant sword he was holding had terrifying power, and with just a casual blow, it could produce sword energy of dozens of meters.

In the blink of an eye, the entire space was filled with explosive gusts of wind. Countless terrifying sword energies that were powerful enough to tear steel apart and level mountains roamed everywhere, constantly hitting the ball of fire that looked like a water droplet.

It took nearly a thousand collisions before it was finally completely broken apart.

Only then did the swordsman have a chance to catch his breath, and he looked seriously at the person who had fired the "fire drop" at him.

His name is Gus, and he is also a member of the Reincarnations of the Main Temple.

Just now, he received a mission notification from the Lord God.

As a main god who has been very "kind" for a long time and never tortured reincarnators, Guts did not have much suspicion of Him and simply clicked to accept the task.

As a result, the next second, he was teleported to a place that was like the beginning of hell.

"Gus? He was also recruited into the main temple?!" The white-haired girl Faith, who was watching the battle from a distance, immediately recognized that this was someone from the same world as herself, and they were once teammates.

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[Group Mission: Kill the enemies that invaded the main temple]

At this time, a task notification appeared in front of every reincarnation.

The Lord God still looked as gentle as ever. Even when faced with such an urgent task as fighting the invasion, he did not force the reincarnations to accept it. He simply gave them a large amount of rewards to attract them to click to accept.

"Should we... accept it?" Faith asked, glancing at the red-haired captain.

"Just stick to the bug for now, don't click accept right away, and don't reject either."

"..."

"Is there still such an operation?"

“If we accept it now, we will become cannon fodder at the front. If we want to deal with this person, even if we mobilize all the reincarnations in the main temple to besiege him, we will have to pay a heavy price in casualties.” The silver-haired swordsman added.

After witnessing all this, he had a vague premonition that after this battle, regardless of success or failure, the main temple would probably never return to its previous state. The most important thing now was to protect himself.

……

"You want to... fight me?"

At some point, Bai Mo, who originally had short hair, began to have hair on the back of his head that stretched and split wildly, and soon grew into long black hair that flew all over the sky.

These hairs split and become thinner almost endlessly, eventually becoming a vast ocean of single strands.

Some of the black hair extended into the void, some went deep into the earth, and no one knew where to go. There was also a small strand that stretched out towards Guts like thousands of tentacles.

The hair that spread out from the white ink as the center soon covered the sky.

The "sky" of the main temple darkened.

As for Guts, who was targeted by a strand of hair, he had no choice but to charge left and right with the mythical giant sword in his hand, constantly resisting the impact of the hair tentacles.

But just like the "fire drops" just now, these hairs that cannot be any thinner are surprisingly tough.

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He often had to chop more than ten times before he could cut off one or two of them.

In just over ten seconds, countless long and thin scars had been torn onto Guts' body. If he hadn't reacted quickly and dodged in time, these hairs would have turned into a meat grinder and cut him into hundreds of pieces on the spot.

But even so, the space he had to struggle and evade was getting smaller and smaller, and it seemed that he could not hold on for much longer.

"Liang Yi Micro Dust Sword!"

At this critical moment, a middle-aged man who looked like a Taoist priest was suddenly teleported over.

Unlike Guts who was in a hurry, this middle-aged Taoist priest was obviously well prepared. As soon as he appeared, he gently waved the whisk in his hand, and the fine threads on the whisk instantly turned into countless dust swords. Of course, to put it in a more sci-fi way, it can also be called a nanorobot.

Even if these nanorobots do not actively attack, they can still cause extremely fatal damage if they are accidentally inhaled into the enemy's body.

But now, they are fighting a battle of quantity, at the subatomic level, against Bai Mo's equally countless single-molecule hairs one by one.

The nanorobots did not seek to cut the hair, because the middle-aged Taoist who specialized in studying the microscopic world already knew that each molecule of Bai Mo's hair was reinforced by a force that surpassed the electromagnetic force, and the Liang Yi Micro Dust Sword was incapable of cutting them.

All it can do is wrestle with these hairs, allowing Guts, who is holding the artifact, enough space to output.

Only the giant sword in Guts's hand can hurt these extremely tough hairs.

"Go away. I don't like killing people. It's troublesome to catch an ant but not crush it to death." Ten strands of hair turned from the void towards the two people.

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"The power of a true immortal is really outrageous." Gong Ruxin, who ran the farthest to watch the battle, couldn't help but sigh.

Among so many reincarnations in the main temple, there are probably few who know the horror of Bai Mo better than her, and the other party hasn't even started to warm up.

The Lord God's mission was simply to trick all the reincarnations and use their lives to deplete Bai Mo's power.

I don't ask to kill Bai Mo, I just want to add a few more weight to the scale of the decisive battle.

PS: The group exploded again, new group, 654-938-369 (end of this chapter)