Apotheosis

The woman in the black dress was as beautiful as one could imagine, yet something about her made people uneasy in her presence. Perhaps it was pure intimidation.

The man sensed her power, which certainly caught his attention. He grinned darkly and asked, "Who are you?"

"You wish to know my name?" The woman smiled an evilly playful smile and offered a challenge, "Kill it, and you will find out."

As the words rolled off her tongue, the monster beneath her feet began to stir.

Dozens of broken arms and legs of all kinds crawled across the ground and rushed towards the man in a crazed hunger to tear him apart.

The man snorted at the advancing monster and the Ways-blending Energy surged out in a torrent of waves. It then transformed into crescents and crashed into the monster.

Bang!

Bang!

Powerful Ways-blending Energy flew everywhere, some striking the woman.

But it didn't bother her tender white skin in the slightest. It barely even shook her bangs, which hung still and heavy on her forehead.

She did not care whether the monster could defeat the man. She merely used it as a means to observe the operation of the Ways-blending Energy.

'There are indeed twelve layers.

In the past, there were seven methods of using the Ways-blending Energy. One of the perfect ones was the Godly Ways Blending Swordsmanship. People who created the seven methods were of the same generation as the captain, but this person's method does not belong to any of the seven.

Did a peerless master create this method? That can't be the case. The blending of Godly Ways has proven to be fruitless. No one would attempt it again. Is it possible he created it himself?'

The woman was staggered at the very idea of this.

While she pondered these things, the monster under her feet had already suffered to the point that a large hole gaped in its body. If the man were to attack just a few more times, it would be shattered to pieces once more.

"Show me your real strength," the woman in black said as she lightly tapped her toe on the ground.

The black deathly energy flowed within the broken limbs and swirled around the monster.

the man's ears, his soul sank and he wished he could disappear forever.

He was highly talented.

But it was a pity that he had been trapped in an inner world and knew too little about this place.

The woman spoke of things beyond his imagination and comprehension.

Even so, he had absolutely no intention of begging for mercy. He stared at the woman with an icy look, though he knew he was helpless now. He had just used all his strength and couldn't leave so much as a dent on the woman. What options did he have now?

The woman twisted her body gruesomely and unnaturally. She slowly wrapped her arm around the man.

Her seemingly soft body contained an immense amount of power, too much for him to fight against.

It did not take long for her to push the man to the ground. She smiled down at the man full of glee and pity. "You are quite bold. But you are far from qualified to be my husband. How about my disciple instead?"

The man didn't expect such a request. If it were someone else, they would have agreed immediately. But now, the man laughed grimly. "Since I, the Evil God, was born, I've been self-taught. No one in this world can be my master! I'd rather you kill me!"

"Oh? Your name is Evil God? Interesting!"

The woman could not hold back her laughter on hearing such an arrogant name. "Do you really think I can't kill you because you have a Rebirth Land?" she asked, giggling and shaming the man.