American Exorcism Male God-Chapter 475 - 442: Battle of the Ages_4

For those observing the battle from Noah's Ark, they could only sporadically catch glimpses of the two monster-like figures flashing by.

The rest of the time, they saw tsunamis continuously rising from the sea as if gravity had lost its effect at that moment, with seawater being sucked up thousands of meters into the sky then plummeting down like waterfalls, white columns of water everywhere.

The battlefield wasn't confined to the sea; as the sea temporarily calmed, the sky erupted with bouts of thunder, and flashes of lightning sporadically illuminated gaps in the dark clouds, while flames furiously rained down, spreading a searing heat for tens of thousands of kilometers.

This area had become a Purgatory, where it was difficult for any life to survive, causing Noah's Ark to retreat repeatedly.

Xu Yi and the Ancient God collided once again; it was like Mars crashing into Earth, with particulate elements chaotically splattering like bullets, piercing everything in their path.

Space collapsed, with web-like spatial rifts cutting across the sky, extreme heat and extreme cold arriving simultaneously, with high-speed airflows alternatingly slicing, forming groups of Wind Blades that shot out furiously.

Both figures retreated explosively, and Xu Yi barely managed to stabilize his form, breathing heavily.

The Ancient God also didn't attack further, its body slightly trembling, indicating that the fierce battle had significantly drained it as well.

Xu Yi appeared rather miserable at this moment, with his backside resembling a cleanly chopped tree trunk.

His body was covered with wounds, most of which were penetrating injuries.

Watching West and the Ancient God fight, the Ancient God's black blade seemed easy to handle, but only when it was Xu Yi's turn did he realize how tricky it could be. The freely controllable black blades were like a group of lurking assassins, impossible to guard against.

The black blade also possessed the ability to annihilate vitality, causing his wounds to be difficult to heal.

Seeing the black blades raining down once more, Xu Yi rallied his spirit, preparing to counter.

At that moment, a metallic sphere suddenly appeared at Xu Yi's feet, it looked like it was carried by the seawater, but he knew that was impossible.

His battle with the Ancient God had nearly annihilated everything nearby; ordinary objects couldn't possibly be present here, meaning the metallic sphere had sought him out intentionally.

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In his moment of contemplation, the metallic sphere opened, and a glob of viscous black flesh slid out, followed by a monotonic mechanical voice.

"Eye of Judgement reauthorization complete, load now?"

Xu Yi immediately understood the backstory; the Eye of Judgement must have been authorized to him by West in his dying moments.

What he hadn't expected was that the core of the Eye of Judgement was a living thing, as the mass of flesh continually writhed.

For a man on the brink of death, there was nothing to hesitate about; Xu Yi decisively chose to agree.

The pale silver flesh climbed onto Xu Yi's foot, rapidly ascending his shin, before finally burrowing into his chest.

His chest suddenly became unbearably hot, as if magma were flowing beneath.

Xu Yi forcibly grasped at his chest, not expecting it to truly split open, as silver irises slowly emerged, making a metallic grinding noise.

Mysterious information flooded into Xu Yi's mind, a flash of understanding in his eyes, and in the next second the Eye of Judgement activated, spraying hot steam from its edges.

The Gun of Destiny formed behind Xu Yi, its tip surging with the burning Holy Flame, illuminating the pitch-black sea like a sky full of stars.

The Gun of Destiny shot forward, blocking in front of Xu Yi, clashing head-on with the black blade, tip to tip, point to point, with numerous spatial rifts spreading from the point of contact, as the whole world seemed to shatter into countless pieces, with gun and blade nullifying each other amid a grating sound.

Xu Yi's chest was struck again, sending him flying backward.

He used this opportunity to widen the distance from the Ancient God, his breathing ragged as if his chest housed a bellows.

A tide of fatigue swept over him; since inheriting the power of the Three Gates, both his body and soul had endured immense pressure, and activating the Eye of Judgement added a significant burden.

In contrast, the Ancient God's injuries had fully healed; if not for the sparser dragon-headed tentacles behind it, it would have looked no different from before.