The Black Book

And closer to Zhu Haomiao, tens of thousands of allied soldiers wailed in pain, rolling on the ground with spasms all over their bodies, their flesh and blood squirming like living things, as if they had independent consciousness, trying to break free from the shackles of their bodies and souls!

Boom!

The coercive cage formed by the eight sons of destiny was burst, and the terrifying energy tide raged across the world, forcing the eight people to retreat again and again.

It was obviously eight people besieging one person, but at this moment, they felt suffocated by being suppressed.

After completely releasing his full strength, Zhu Haomiao looked up at the crazy gathering of robbery clouds, as if he had let go of some kind of entanglement, and raised his mouth with relief.

Cunzhi's challenge failed, so he took advantage of this last bit of time to do what he wanted to do...

With a thought, Zhu Haomiao looked around with his dark and deep pure black pupils, and an evil and twisted divine light appeared in the depths of his eyes.

Greed, hunger, rage...

No longer suppressing the desire in his heart, the boy released the power of original sin, and behind him slowly emerged a hideous eight-headed monster snake with a body length of more than 200 meters, like a god or demon.

Eight heads and eight tails, the head is like a dragon, the eyes are like the abyss, the back has mountains and rivers, the belly is surging with endless blood, and the head is covered with eight-colored clouds.

When the hazy and illusory evil appearance is completely solidified, it is like the monster in the myth story descending into reality, and the whole world is echoing with a faint cry.

The snake heads like hills look around in all directions, each locking onto a son of destiny of a great power.

An unparalleled sense of oppression enveloped the world. Through the divine vertical pupils of the Yamata no Orochi, Zhu Haomiao seemed to see through the flesh and blood of the son of destiny and look directly at the imperial destiny behind him.

It turns out... they are not only the personification of the will of heaven, but also the embodiment of national power...

Killing them is equivalent to severely damaging the country from the conceptual and symbolic level, and its losses will eventually be reflected in the long river of fate...

No wonder... killing a leader of the Knights of the Round Table, the entire British Empire went crazy for revenge!

Zhu Haomiao's mouth curled up cruelly involuntarily with enlightenment.

In this case, if I kill them all, wouldn't it be like the creator reshaping the direction of the world line?

Subconsciously looking at the majestic red dragon mecha, a hideous smile appeared in the boy's strange and evil pupils.

First... fast forward to the shame of the Five Constant Virtues!

The Western Hard British State!

Boom!

With a thought, the materialized Yamata no Orochi let out a roar that shook the soul, and at the same time launched an attack on the eight sons of destiny!

Raging waves!

Spiritual resonance!

Destroying mountains!

Invincible!

Breaking through the formation!

Falling stars!

Thunder strikes!

Soul devouring!

The high-level extraordinary seeds of the eight basic powers were injected into the body of Yamata no Orochi. The terrifying power of the law interfered with the material world, causing supernatural phenomena that mortals could not understand.

In an instant, eight mysterious inscriptions appeared on the scales of Yamata no Orochi's body, and it resonated with the calamity clouds gathered in the vortex in the sky, attracting countless bluish-white terrifying thunders.

Rumble~

Bathed in the thunder calamity, the snake heads sprayed out sharp, feminine, heavy, light, or brutal energy beams, beating the sons of destiny one by one.

Compared with the towering Yamata no Orochi, which is more than 200 meters long and looks like a mountain, the sons of destiny are as small as ants, but their destructive power cannot be underestimated. Every counterattack can tear a crack several meters long on the Yamata no Orochi.

The damage to the Dharma image was fed back to the main body, and Zhu Haomiao's skin was covered with barely detectable scarlet blood lines, but they healed and disappeared in the blink of an eye under the supernatural power of [Lust].

However, the dense stinging pain that followed stimulated the nerves like a stimulant, making Zhu Haomiao feel morbidly happy and comfortable.

Destruction!

Killing!

Pain!

Blood!

Whether it was the enemy's or his own, it was addictive...

Zhu Haomiao closed his eyes in ecstasy, enjoying the joy brought by the fight, and scarlet particles visible to the naked eye were steaming on his body.

Behind him, the Yamata no Orochi floating in the sky twisted and squirmed, and its eight heads became more hideous and slender, and a high-temperature red light appeared in the depths of its vicious and cruel vertical pupils.

"Roar!"

The expanded body attracted more thunder, and the originally bluish-white thunder gradually turned into bluish-purple, cracking the scales of the Yamata no Orochi and tearing its skin and flesh.

In the dark, Zhu Haomiao realized that his soul and body were experiencing a mysterious baptism. While the thunder brought destruction, it also allowed him to gradually break free from the constraints of this plane and transform into a higher level of life.

Ascending to the sky... He was escaping from the next level...

With a sudden enlightenment, Zhu Haomiao looked up at the invisible crack at the top of the sky, and then looked down at the two [real objects] in his hands, sensing that the power of the law also regarded them as part of himself, and peeled off and rejected them together.

Lifting the [Imperial Seal] in his palm, Zhu Haomiao found that his fingertips became slightly transparent, and this sense of transparency was spreading to the base of the seal little by little.

The law is helping him to refine...

Don't worry about ascending to the sky, but not taking the things with you...

It even follows the illusory belief link to transform the "container" thousands of miles away.

He nodded thoughtfully, letting go of his biggest worry. The young man had no more worries. He held the sword in one hand and the seal in the other, and rushed towards the bright red dragon-shaped mecha with a wild laugh.

"Die!"

Boom!

The four-meter-long ship-slashing sword collided head-on with the thin and narrow Chinese one-handed sword, and a spherical white mist exploded in the air.

The instantly expanding white mist spread at several times the speed of sound with a destructive shock wave, sweeping across the sky and the earth in an instant.

The coalition soldiers within 100 meters below the collision point instantly turned into ashes, and no bones were left.

The soldiers within 100 to 500 meters were like tattered rag dolls, torn into pieces of bones and flesh by the overpressure ripples, and blown all over the sky.

Within the range of 500 to 1000 meters, the soldiers' clothes were blown and torn, and they fell to the ground in pain and twisted, bleeding from all seven orifices, and their internal organs were all shattered.

The coalition soldiers farther away were like being hit by an invisible giant hammer, spewing blood from their mouths, and wailing and crawling away.

In the sky, the Red Dragon Duke, who carried the power of heaven and earth, was ultimately unable to resist Zhu Haomiao's brutal force. After a brief stalemate, he was split into a scarlet meteor and fell to the earth.

Boom!

A miniature mushroom cloud slowly rose above the earth. Zhu Haomiao was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but the other sons of destiny, despite the suppression of the Yamata no Orochi, rushed towards him fearlessly and tried their best to stop him.

Bang!

Raising his hand to block Prince Komatsu Akihito's slash, Zhu Haomiao twisted his hand back, swung the samurai sword, and pierced the enemy's throat.

At this moment, a dark spear attacked the back of the boy's head silently like a venomous snake.