Hyper-Dimensional Player-Chapter 422 - 44: Slaying the Starship, Ascending the Celestial Vault! (Final)

Chapter 422: Chapter 44: Slaying the Starship, Ascending the Celestial Vault! (Final)

But Duncan is not!

Even if he is a god, he is undoubtedly a True God.

The inexplicable guilt of millions, tens of millions of lives was transferred onto him, while the Guardian Angels of the Mechanical Divine Sect didn’t touch a bit of causality, becoming a great and upright image maintaining world order.

Many of these dead people were executed by the Purification Agreement.

Then there’s only one answer.

The seven Guardian Angels altered the definition of the root of order’s good and evil. Whoever they say is guilty is guilty.

From the moment the first Human Form descended, it was a piece of blood-red spiritual light.

The Steel Angels no longer spoke.

Their expression turned killing intent cold, and compared to the insanely twisted Ancient Hatred, the Outer Realm Evil God before them was more dangerous because it was clear-headed, rational, and possessed astounding insight.

The Law of Cause and Effect, surely it’s whoever starts it, bears the consequence.

But now it’s no longer a simple reversal; it’s inverted causality, and the blame is illegally transferred.

This blame-shifting ability is too strong.

No wonder the world’s will has gone a bit crazy!

Because the population is so large, the Mechanical Divine Sect, to maintain such population, had to desperately exploit the planet’s resources, so the original sin rests on the billions of mortals among the masses. How dare they live needing survival resources, air, food!

As for the rest, none of it is mentioned, all the world’s evils were thrown away.

But this blame, Duncan won’t take.

He intends to return it!

Boom!

The killing intent in the Steel Angel’s eyes grew sharper, and its massive figure transformed into an afterimage. The Plasma Light Sword swept through like a stream of light, its powerful energy setting the air ablaze. In the nearly torn space appeared a light arc-like electric trace, the anti-gravity engine within sounded its roar, the output power of the Source Power Core was maximized, showing signs of overloading, necessitating reliance on the flowing ’blood’ within, essentially the engine oil, to ease the overload. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Clang!

Expressionless, Duncan casually swung a sword, in the fierce impact, the raging Wind of Magic swept. No matter how fast the Steel Angel charged, it was thrown just as far, its massive body weighing tens of tons, sent flying thousands of meters with a muffled boom, smashing the distant Skeleton Fortress into fragments.

Even he was a bit surprised; he didn’t expect his strength after ascending to the Berserker Tier would be so terrifying.

All along, it was extremely rare for Duncan to be forced into the second stage of Berserker form.

During the period of being a mortal emperor, it was needless to say, as the world’s ceiling, only facing divine beings once made him frenzy; others couldn’t do it, not even King Solomon.

As for the exact strength concept he possessed at this moment, Duncan wasn’t very clear either, only able to slightly simulate it.

According to the concept of Dungeons and Dragons, for a race template with giant bloodline, taking a relatively ordinary hill giant for example, it’s roughly strength +15, considered quite a low standard since large giant bloodlines can sometimes add 20 strength.

Duncan takes the lowest value, 10 strength attributes, from an enhanced giant bloodline.

Moreover, there’s the quality enhancement from the Power of Gluttony; this is negligible. The Holy Grail’s blood also gives strength enhancement, equally negligible; his own constant growth also strengthens basic attributes, which is also disregarded.

Only counting the Dragon’s Blood engraving, benchmarking against the innate attribute boost of a Dragon Vein Mage, once Dragon Power is fully enhanced, it manifests as Half-Dragon Transformation, which is Duncan’s current state, providing roughly strength +8, physique, intelligence, charisma +2 as basic attributes.

Additionally, there’s the Unyielding Frenzy after the Mythical Form, which is a Legendary Ability of Berserker Barbarians, around strength and physique +10, some special frenzies perhaps +12 strength.

This means, under ignoring numerous conditions.

Even if Duncan does nothing, the extra enhanced strength attribute approaches 30 points. If everything is accounted for, he’s basically a humanoid Ancient Hatred, akin to the early Hundred-armed Giants birthed by Gaia.

The concept of strength naturally coalesces towards him; Duncan never deliberately sought to consolidate the law of the Power Domain.

Frenzy unleashed!

Among the seven Guardian Angels, the one mastering battle and courage, the embodiment with the most courage beneath the God of Ten Thousand Machines, the incarnation of the Steel Angel, was thus easily flung by him.

"This is impossible!..."

"I am the embodiment of strength!... The foremost Powerful Angel mastering the Power Law!..."

The Steel Angel’s mouth overflowed with ’blood,’ which strictly speaking should be engine oil, for they take holy oil as blood. As the leader among many Powerful Angels, the Steel Angel never imagined one day it would be manhandled into vomiting blood by someone.

It even remembered when it was still mortal, having a physical form, faced with terrifying oppression by furious Berserkers.

"What is impossible about this?"

Duncan stretched his muscles, stepping forward like an earthquake. The ground shattered, thousands of meters of landmass upheaved, directly launching the Steel Angel into midair. His voice grew even colder, saying deeply, "In the face of nature’s mighty power!"

"Mechanical strength is not worth mentioning!... At least not as strong as you think!..."

If it’s taken broadly as natural, then gravitational pull also counts as strength.

Bam!

He propelled himself like a cannonball across the sky, purely on physical might, appearing above the Steel Angel almost like a blink, a mighty and powerful chop, sparks splitting asunder, directly shattered the blade wings on the enemy’s back, the Cursed Long Spear turning into a blood-colored lightning piercing through the enemy’s abdomen, the Holy Rune atop it burning and disappearing bit by bit.