Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion-Chapter 1881 - : 774, you can call me God-Slayer_3
Chapter 1881: 774, you can call me God-Slayer_3
Translator: 549690339
“Haha, you can’t control the attacks many times!” Xiong Bai laughed long and loud as he raised his battle ax again.
The people in the surrounding void also surged forward once more.
“Boom”
Xiong Bai and the divine-level powerhouses behind him struck at the same time, a phantom ax appeared and cleaved down on Great Venerable Muyue’s head.
“Muyue, flee quickly.” The Puppet Fighter’s shadow whispered.
Great Venerable Muyue watched the ax descending upon him, his expression unchanged.
Suddenly, a figure in black battle armor with pale golden features appeared and then a long saber slashed out in its hand.
This slash, carrying the power to tear apart the Endless Void, simply by being swung, caused the surrounding space to plunge into darkness.
Between heaven and earth collapsed, and the layered void was compressed.
All power shattered before this slash.
“This is, Universe-level power”
“Half-step Universe-level, already overpowering the galaxy, shattering the void!”
Amidst exclamations, the long saber collided with the battle ax.
In the booming reverberation, the edge of the saber and the power of the ax interweaved and then continuously extinguished.
In the end, the figure wielding the long saber did not step back, while those divine-level powerhouses all spat blood and retreated in defeat.
The figure holding the long saber stepped forward, and the blade slashed down again.
“Boom”
The space ahead quaked, and all of the divine-level powerhouses, including Xiong Bai, spat blood again, their bodies fracturing.
The warriors from Vulture City in the distance, along with their Puppet Fighters, all trembled, their bodies breaking apart.
“Who are you? Today, even if I die, I want to die with clear understanding…” Lying prostrate in mid-air, his body restrained, Xiong Bai gritted his teeth and roared loudly.
Today, he was one step away from obtaining that Universe-level battle spear, that legendary biomimetic battle puppet.
Just one step, and he could have become a Great Venerable being.
He was not willing to accept this!
“You may call me God-Slayer.”
The black armored figure spoke softly, the long saber in hand sweeping through the air.
“Boom”
All the figures within a Bright Mountain in front of him were slashed apart.
Whether they were Puppet Fighters or the bodies of the powerhouses.
God-Slaying Puppet Fighters.
Watching this one slash, Great Venerable Muyue turned her head to look at Han Muye, who had appeared beside her at some unknown time.
“You said you want to help her become a real person, right?”
Han Muye nodded.
The imprisoned Puppet Fighter’s shadow showed a look of bewilderment.
Great Venerable Muyue’s eyes shone with life as she stared at Han Muyue, a smile appearing on her face.
“Give her this body of mine.”
“This was indeed what I had prepared for her.”
“I want you to help me refine another body.”
“This is part of our deal.”
Hearing her words, Han Muyue nodded, then he looked at Great Venerable Muyue and then at the Puppet Fighter standing there, who almost exactly resembled her in appearance.
Turning his head, he looked towards the Puppet Fighter’s shadow.
“I can fulfill your wish.”
With that, he looked at Great Venerable Muyue: “I promised to refine a body for you.”
“For this new body, do you want it male or female?”
Great Venerable Muyue looked at her own Puppet Fighter, then at the Puppet Fighter’s shadow, laughing softly: “Female.”
Han Muyue nodded, muttering to himself, “Really likes to play.”
“What did you say? Any problem?” Great Venerable Muyue turned her head.
“No,” Han Muyue shook his head.
The conflict between Vulture City and Cold Moon City ended in a way outsiders could never imagine.
Great Venerable Muyue, who had disappeared for countless years, had returned.
What impact such powerhouses would bring to the boundless void world, outsiders did not know.
And in this process, the warfare between the two large cities left countless people astounded.
Universe-level soldiers, divine realm powerhouses entered the fray.
But who was that person who declared himself God-Slayer, capable of slaying even divine realm powerhouses?
Combining Master Han’s intervention in Wanjin City, everyone began to understand, the struggle between large cities had imperceptibly moved beyond what Primordial Chaos Battle Puppets could resolve.
It required power that transcended Primordial Chaos to decide the victor at the final moment. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm
As for how to obtain such power, many were looking to Wanjin City for answers.
In Wanjin City, there was also that cultivator named Wu Zhao.
He was a cultivator, not a Puppet Fighter.
Or perhaps a Puppet Fighter, yet he saw himself as a cultivator.
A cultivator with half-step Universe-level power, surpassing Primordial Chaos.
Puppet Fighters.
This matter was complicated.
