The demon army of Brutal Wrath seemed like a sharp blade slicing through the front lines. Duanmu Huai lifted his head and saw that amidst the blood-red Blood Suckers, a Brutal Great Demon was charging towards him, wielding a battle axe in both hands and spreading its wings! Behind it, the figures of the Trickster Lord, Father of Plague, and Keeper of Secrets could be vaguely seen.

Hmm, this scene really brings back memories.

Duanmu Huai recalled his last battle on the Novice Planet, when the Great Demons of the Chaos Evil God congregated around the Four Gods, attempting to completely destroy the planet. But in the end, Duanmu Huai wiped them out, burying their ambitions with them. Now, everything before him seemed like a reenactment of that war, except the differences in both quality and scale were vast.

So Duanmu Huai made the same choice as before, gripping his War Hammer and charging towards the Brutal Great Demon ahead.

He knew his opponent was not just a Great Demon. Though others might not see it, Duanmu Huai could see the colors filling his vision: blood-boiling red, cunning blue, sticky purple, and the nauseating green.

They have arrived.

This time, they will personally take action, using the bodies of their followers.

And coincidentally, Duanmu Huai also wanted to test how powerful the true force of the Chaos Evil God is!!

"Roar———————!!!"

The Brutal Great Demon roared, raising the battle axe in its hand. At that moment, Duanmu Huai saw its form merge with that of the giant seated on the Brass Throne. Its blood-red eyes were filled with hatred and anger, as it raised the Chainsaw Axe high and chopped towards Duanmu Huai!

Meanwhile, behind the Great Demon, the Two-Headed Bird holding a Magic Wand began to screech, uttering filthy words from Trickster Sky. Twisted spiritual energy erupted again, even causing the shining golden light to dim under the surging flow, transforming into evil and twisted curses charging at Duanmu Huai. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

Father of Plague took out a corrupted cauldron, vigorously throwing the thick broth inside towards Duanmu Huai. The nauseating poison spread quickly just by contacting the air, exploding.

Under the shadow of dark green clouds, the Keeper of Secrets slithered like a venomous snake through the mist, with its three pairs of arms gripping sharp blades, resembling a serpent baring its fangs at its prey!

At this moment, they struck!

Even the power of Soul Cards could not suppress this divine power from The Supreme Heavens. The golden radiance dispersed, and the earth originally covered by green grass turned dry, dark, and twisted again. Brutal flames and blood ignited, advancing under the deceitful wind of spiritual energy!

This was the first time Duanmu Huai felt their presence.

At this moment, both sides tossed the chips on the table aside, rolled up their sleeves.

Who the hell is playing games with you?

We’re here to fight!

And conveniently, that’s what Duanmu Huai thought too.

He took a deep breath, grasped his War Hammer, confronting the enemy ahead, and then stepped forward.

At this moment, the God of Destruction also awakened!

The Tribunal’s forge had never vibrated so fast, with countless souls being ruthlessly thrown into it, transforming into immense energy. It was like a racing car starting and accelerating to a speed of 300 kilometers per hour instantly. Duanmu Huai could even feel the destructive divine power in his body overflowing like a reservoir under heavy rain, causing his Power Armor to begin shattering before even being attacked.

But this couldn’t stop Duanmu Huai because he ———— was the God of Destruction!

Duanmu Huai took a step forward.

At that moment, the world seemed to come to an end.

No sound, no color, everything vanished. The vitality-filled broth of Father of Plague turned into a pool of stagnant water, the spiritual energy screeching from the blue Two-Headed Bird’s mouth dissipated. Keeper of Secrets found itself devoid of emotions, feeling neither sadness nor joy, anger nor hurt. Its mind was blank, every emotion and sensory feeling obliterated at this moment.

Then, Duanmu Huai’s War Hammer swung like a bat met the battle axe of the Brutal Great Demon.

And then, everything continued.

"—————————!!!"

The earth completely cracked at this moment. Lord Kreide watched in horror as Kraft Polygon Fort’s front ground was utterly torn apart, as if the whole land was exploding and overturning. He saw the thick surface of the earth peel up like orange skin and then heavily fall under the influence of gravity. The entire Kraft Polygon Fort shook intensely, the massive impact making everyone feel like they were hit by a Whirlwind Torpedo at close range.

Duanmu Huai slid out of the thick smoke, feeling his hands trembling slightly, not knowing if it was due to numbness or something else. At this moment, Duanmu Huai even lost the sense in his arms. Yet he did not fall, he stood there firmly, even though the Blood God’s full-force strike had split him apart, Duanmu Huai still tightly gripped his War Hammer, refusing to fall. Even though his Armor was battered, and his helmet was half-broken, he still did not fall.

However, the battle was not over!

Abaddon emerged from the dust holding the Demon Sword, gripping it tightly in his right hand, thrusting it forcefully at Duanmu Huai. The impact from the Four Gods momentarily blew open the defenses of this False God, and now he aimed to seize this opportunity for a fatal strike!

In Abaddon’s eyes, the False God truly seemed exhausted, just standing there with both hands holding the War Hammer to support himself. Although he stared at Abaddon, the latter saw only a hint of confusion and ———— mockery in those eyes. Then, Abaddon saw a sudden flash of light on Duanmu Huai, and a set of luxurious armor materialized on his body.

However, the Demon Sword had already been thrust.

Unexpectedly, the seemingly majestic armor could not fend off Abaddon’s attack. The pitch-black Demon Sword pierced through it like cutting through butter, and the armor shattered like fragile glass. Yet the sword did not strike its intended target.

Abaddon swore that this was the most perfect thrust he had ever executed, impeccable in angle, force, and technique. No one could evade this strike.

But in truth, Duanmu Huai indeed did not dodge; the sword hit him, yet also did not hit. Abaddon could sense that his sword struck Duanmu Huai’s Armor, but not him.

Thus, no matter how perfect this strike was, it was useless!

Unfortunately, it was too late.

When Abaddon realized the howling gale was rushing towards him, Duanmu Huai’s War Hammer had already swung towards his head. He could only raise his left hand’s Mechanical Claw, which was shattered under Duanmu Huai’s hammer blow. Abaddon rolled on the ground to distance himself from Duanmu Huai, but when he caught a glimpse of Duanmu Huai’s face flashing from the broken helmet, an inexplicable terror surged from Abaddon’s heart, making his body totally uncontrollable stop for a second.

But that was enough.

"Kneel to me!"

With a roar, Duanmu Huai’s War Hammer shattered Abaddon’s knees, crushing his legs. The Black Legion’s War Marshal could no longer withstand the immense impact and fell headfirst to the ground.

At this moment, Abaddon was in shambles, his right arm along with the Mechanical Claw smashed into twisted fragments, and his legs were literally crushed from the knees down. Abaddon knelt on the ground, grasping the Demon Sword with his left hand, attempting to support himself and rise again. Yet soon Abaddon sensed a massive shadow enveloping him.

He raised his head, looking upwards to see Duanmu Huai standing before him, War Hammer raised high in hand.

"Die, traitor."