Chapter 1035: Chapter 716: Absolute Carnage

"The annoying fly is gone. It’s time to spill some blood; you’re looking forward to it."

The Blood God, holding a chain in one hand and waving a war axe in the other, pointed forward and said to Kana.

I’m definitely not looking forward to it.

At this moment, Kana was gripping the Frost Greatsword tightly, with an icy aura spreading around him.

If he wanted this guy to stop bothering him in the future, then this battle must make him concede, he had to cater to his penchant for combat.

Thinking of this, Kana couldn’t help but feel a bit helpless. At such times, he still had to pander to the Evil God’s preferences, which felt inexplicably like a "bribe."

It felt like offering a sacrifice to the Evil God.

Enough already.

But there was indeed no other way. Compared to the other Evil Gods, the Blood God was ultimately relatively easier to satisfy and better to deal with, yet he happened to be the most powerful.

For the Blood God, the essence of combat was all about bloody close-quarter battle. Even though one might use magic power to assist, the bloody essence must never be forsaken.

Otherwise, the Blood God would never be satisfied. Even if he was temporarily repelled, he’d find his way back to harass again.

He had to use raw power to beat him here; only then would he concede.

The Blood God is just that pure. He has a simple desire to chop down Kana or be chopped down by Kana.

"Then bring it on!"

Kana’s attribute transformation was complete. The silver armor fit him snugly, blood-red patterns winding across its surface, and his cloak stretched fiercely behind him.

The silver battle axe in his left hand had blood flowing like a lively stream across it.

Facing the wild charge of the Blood God’s chain, Kana unhesitatingly threw the axe in his hand.

The silver axe shot forward like a lightning bolt, instantly colliding with the chain.

The strong force made shock waves visible to the naked eye appear in the air, and the unfortunate mice nearby were instantly pulverized by this force.

After the silver axe collided with the chain, a peculiar force quickly spread upwards along the chain.

Kana’s left hand pulled back sharply, his power adhering to the chain through his arm, pulling it taut in the tug-of-war between the two.

The Blood God’s power was obviously stronger, trying to pull Kana over, but the silver liquid spreading on the chain and the clinging blood were clearly not to be trifled with.

Seeing this, the Blood God simply followed Kana’s pull and lunged forward fiercely.

The war axe in his hand was intensely surrounded by a bloody aura.

The blood-colored war axe and the blue Blade of Frost in Kana’s hand collided in an instant, the bloody power condensing in the air, rapidly restoring, and then spreading outwards.

A large number of mice were inexplicably sliced in half under the influence of this power, and even if lucky enough not to die, inexplicable wounds appeared on their bodies.

In this clash, the Frost Greatsword in Kana’s hand actually managed to slice a notch into the Blood God’s war axe, with the sword blade lodged deep within.

"That damn dragon’s power..."

The Blood God naturally recognized the source of this power. He just hadn’t expected Kana to have collected it and mastered its use proficiently.

But it didn’t matter to him. This intense battle was exactly what he had longed for.

Scars are the true essence of necessary combat.

"Roar!" The Blood God roared angrily, gripping the axe tightly with both hands and pressing down brutally.

Even though his war axe, condensed from his power, was far less sharp than before and had even been half chipped away, he didn’t care at all.

Both sides were at an impasse, straining against each other, and then began to pull and tear at one another.

Kana’s battle blade did indeed not disappoint, slicing through the opponent’s axe. The combination of the wind dragon’s power and the frost force left a shocking scar on the Blood God’s body.

A torrent of blood-red aura gushed out from the wound, like his blood, carrying with it a frenzied power.

On Kana’s side, it was clearly no easy task either.

Under the forceful chopping, the Blood God’s counterattack also left a deep, bone-revealing wound on him, with a bloody aura lingering and refusing to disperse on his flesh.

"Hahaha! Just like that, keep it coming!"

This fierce collision excited the Blood God immensely. He decisively discarded the chain, each hand brandishing a massive war axe, hacking down frantically at Kana.

The force of the barrage split the ground around them into hideous crevices, with the bloody aura like a dense fog almost completely shrouding the battlefield of the two.

The serrated battle axe of the Blood God’s clone, carrying a fishy wind, struck fiercely at Kana’s left shoulder.

Kana reacted swiftly, his right leg stepping back half a step, his waist twisting, as the Ice Blade in his hand drew a frosty arc of light, meeting the axe blade head-on.

The moment the metals clashed, shards of ice and sparks erupted simultaneously, dazzling and radiant.

At that moment, the Blood God’s other axe followed closely, its blade cutting down past Kana’s ear.

At the critical juncture, the ice spike condensed in Kana’s left hand stabbed fiercely into the Blood God’s waist and abdomen.

The Blood God disdained any defensive armor, believing firmly that his body was the best defense.

However, at this moment, extremely cold frostbite wounds appeared on his red skin.

The frostbitten areas cracked open under the onslaught of extreme cold, revealing cyan-gray flesh that rolled out, oozing thick black blood plasma.

But such severe injuries seemed to have no effect on the Blood God.

He didn’t even think about healing the wounds, just let them gape open and continued fighting.

Only the frost spread within him, slowing down his movements.

The battle continued with increased intensity.

For an Evil God like the Blood God, who is passionate about battle and slaughter, combat techniques and power are equally important, indispensable.

Sometime, the chains appeared again.

The Blood God’s chains, like a nimble living creature, swiftly shot out from behind Kana.

In the moment Kana leaned back to dodge, the Blood God’s axe suddenly switched from a chop to a sweep.

Kana’s silver armor shattered instantly at the collarbone position, with the rolled wound yet to gush out blood, quickly frozen by the frost.

With the pull of the chain wrapped around his calf, Kana suddenly burst forward.

As the ice blade pierced through the Blood God’s right shoulder, the Blood God’s battle blade also grazed Kana’s ribs.

When the blade cut through three ribs, the crispy sound was muffled into a dull noise by the silver-red plated layer congealed on the bone surface.

Pain surged, and Kana’s blood volume also decreased.

But fortunately, supported by the power of datafication, even though injured, it did not affect his ability to continue fighting.

"Hahaha! Yes, I love you Night Watchers so much!"

The Blood God laughed wildly on the battlefield, declaring as he launched an even crazier assault.

The power of datafication seemed born for war, existing for slaughter.

It would not weaken until the life force was extinguished.

How wonderful.

This is exactly the apostle he was expecting.

Once again, the two entangled in battle, inseparable in the center of the battlefield. Such an intense fight, no one could interfere.

Their combat was like the drumbeat of the battlefield.

The Blood God roared, fiercely headbutting Kana’s face, with flying ice shards mixed with black blood, instantly obscuring their vision.

Kana was not to be outdone, thrusting his right knee heavily into his opponent’s abdomen where the wound was festering.

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a burning pain from his calf muscles.

It turned out that the blood-red chain barbs emerging from the wound had somehow pierced into his flesh, madly sucking his life force.

Kana reacted swiftly, using a reverse grip to forcefully chop off the chain.

But at that instant, the Blood God’s left-hand battle blade had already struck his right scapula, the blade stuck in the silver-red plated shoulder bone, making a teeth-grinding scraping sound.

In terms of technique, to surpass the Blood God was simply wishful thinking.

At this moment, the two were almost face to face, Kana could clearly see the crimson flames dancing in the Blood God’s pupils, while the Blood God also saw the bulging veins on Kana’s neck slowly being covered by frost.

Kana’s ice blade thrust upwards, vigorously cutting open the Blood God’s blood-red skin.

At the same moment, the handle of the Blood God’s war axe fiercely pounded into Kana’s abdomen.

Wave after wave of pain surged, but in such high-intensity combat, the pain could no longer affect Kana’s will.

He knew well that his technique was inferior to the opponent’s, and he must focus entirely on dealing with every attack and counterattack.

The two clashed intensely for a few more times, and upon separating, deep gaping wounds visible to the bone opened up on each of their chests, with black blood and icy blue blood crystals dripping onto the scorched earth.

At this point, Kana’s blood volume had dropped to half, entering a dangerous status.

In the face of such brutal slaughter, it seemed only death could bring this battle to a temporary halt.

The Blood God suddenly spun all his weapons, intertwining axe blades, knife edges, and chains into a whirlwind of blood.

Kana infused all his frost power, stomping the ground forcefully with both legs, and the ice walls rising from the ground shattered layer by layer in the whirlwind.

As the last ice wall crumbled, Kana shot through the icy mist like an arrow.

The ice blade in his hand collided head-on with the Blood God’s three intersecting war axe blades, and at the same time, countless ice spikes suddenly erupted from the ice layer beneath the Blood God’s feet. In the moment they pierced his knees, Kana’s blade finally cleaved into the side of his neck.

Silver chains tightly bound the opponent’s limbs, holding fast like a prisoner.

Is it resolved?

Not that easy.

After all, for the Blood God, a mere fatal wound was not enough to bring him down.