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Chapter 1212 Humans can only rely on themselves!

Whenever Asura gets angry, the Mantra of Anger will bring him infinite power.

Therefore, this powerful warrior from the Kingdom of God did not show his power in front of Asura for long before he was beaten to pieces by a punch from Asura.

Under the guidance of Asura, the mantra of anger turned into fiery red lines, spreading on the bodies of the warriors of the Kingdom of God like flames. It was the mark of Asura's anger and also a foreshadowing of death.

These lines are not just visually shocking, they are more like a living force that invades every inch of the warrior's skin and every bone until all internal structures are completely destroyed.

The warrior's body began to emit a dazzling light, which was the last struggle of vitality in despair. However, under the ravages of the Words of Rage, the light quickly dimmed and eventually turned into dead ashes, without even a trace left.

However, the impact of the Words of Wrath completely destroyed his body.

There is not even a trace of cell activity.

This scene made the hearts of all the soldiers of the Kingdom of God who witnessed it tighten, and fear spread among them like a plague.

They had never seen such a terrifying power. Even the most powerful warriors in the Kingdom of God were like ants in front of Asura and were vulnerable to a single blow.

In the sky, the fleet of the Kingdom of God commanded by Carlo began an indiscriminate attack, with artillery fire pouring down like raindrops, trying to overwhelm the angry god with their numerical advantage.

Carlo's eyes were filled with fear and determination. If Asura could not be stopped here, the entire kingdom of God would face an unprecedented crisis.

"Carlo!!!"

Asura's roar was deafening, and his voice contained a force that could shake mountains and rivers. He ignored the flying artillery fire around him, standing firm like a reef in the raging waves.

Every punch he threw was accompanied by the distortion of space and the explosion of energy. Those warriors from the Kingdom of God who tried to approach him were turned into dust without exception.

Then he saw the Valkyrie Mishra's helmet was broken by the attack of a soldier from the Kingdom of God, and Asura was stunned by her appearance.

"…Mishra."

This girl actually looks exactly like her daughter Mishra!
Of course, the differences can still be seen in the details, expressions and temperaments. After all, one is an Earthling and the other is a God's countryman, and they live and grow up in different environments.

Faced with the artillery attack from the Divine Kingdom's fleet, the Valkyrie Mishra chose to rush towards the artillery fire in order to protect the humans on earth, and use herself to intercept the artillery attacks, even though each of these artillery shells was as huge as a mountain.

"Carlo! Your cowardice will only hasten your demise!"

Ashura's roar penetrated the roar of artillery fire and struck Carlo's heart.

He turned his attention to the artillery fire from the sky that was threatening the earth.

Asura's anger reached its peak. He clenched his fists and smashed them hard on the solid ground. The ground seemed unable to withstand this force and shook violently. Asura used this reaction force to rush into the sky like an arrow, at a speed beyond imagination.

Asura soared into the sky and met the artillery fire faster than the Valkyrie Mishra.

The Valkyrie Mishra looked at Asura who passed by her in confusion. Was this god going to help them humans?

Asura looked forward. Whenever a shell approached, he would punch directly. Every time he punched, there was a distortion in space. The shells that were powerful enough to destroy the city were like fragile bubbles under his fists, which collapsed at the touch of a finger. Asura's figure was like a flash of lightning, and he instantly appeared on a warship of the Kingdom of God. His six arms exerted force at the same time, like a giant beast biting, easily tearing the outer shell of the warship into pieces. Then he rushed into the warship and started a one-sided massacre.

But this was actually a trap, and the warship that Ashura entered directly was a bait.

"Asura, this is the difference between wisdom and strength."

Carlo's projection emerged in the void, with a hint of sarcasm and complacency on his face.

Order other warships to fire at the battleship that had been destroyed by Asura.

The sky was filled with continuous artillery fire and smoke, and the entire battlefield seemed to be engulfed by a sea of ​​fire.

"Go and die with peace of mind. We will make good use of your daughter Mishra."

Then this naturally stimulated Asura again, his daughter was his Achilles' heel!

Carlo's words were like a sharp blade, piercing deeply into Ashura's heart.

His daughter Mishra is his Achilles' heel and his only concern in this world.

Hearing Carlo's threat, Asura's eyes turned red instantly, he roared, and exploded again.

This time, he entered the Six Heavens Vajra state, his six arms dancing in the air like six giant dragons. Wherever he passed, whether it was a warship or a soldier, he tore them to pieces with ease.

The warships of the Kingdom of God fell one after another under the wrath of Asura, like autumn leaves swept away by the wind.

His power has reached a terrifying level, even the elite warships of the Kingdom of God cannot withstand his attack. The entire battlefield seems to be shrouded in the wrath of Asura, and everything trembles and destroys under his power.

Chang Wei, Esdeath and others were right beside them. They seemed particularly calm in the incessant artillery fire, as if the explosions and flying sparks that were enough to make ordinary creatures tremble were nothing more than the gentle scenery of drizzling rain in spring.

Their eyes revealed a kind of indifference that was detached from the battlefield. All this noise and destruction had nothing to do with them. They were just observing quietly, waiting for a critical moment to come.

Under the sky ravaged by war, Asura's figure was like an awakened giant beast, his roar shook every inch of space. It was a call from the abyss and a struggle against the injustice of fate.

As the great karma master in the Asura's Wrath universe, Asura's existence itself is a paradox. He is both the messenger of destruction and the hope of rebirth.

Every time he let out that deafening roar, his fighting power would soar at an astonishing rate, as if he had endless potential hidden in his body, which would be poured out at the command and would crush everything that blocked his progress into dust.

Those with great luck once thought that they could dominate the universe with their talents and opportunities, but in front of Asura, their power seemed so small, like a toy in the hands of a child, vulnerable to a single blow.

Twelve thousand years is an unimaginably long time for ordinary people, but for Ashura, it is just a small episode on his road to rise.

In a very short time, he not only made up for the gap between them, but also, in a way that was almost miraculous, once again topped the ranks of the strongest in the universe!

(End of this chapter)