Chapter 957

Without the support of the Elven Corridor, he can still convert matter into energy by swallowing it.

Doing so may slow down the conversion of energy, but it will never stop the amplification.

There must be more far-reaching factors for Artosh to reach the limit.

879 This is defeat, Artosh's long-cherished wish

Before Su Mo continued to explore the reason.

"Swish!"

The golden spear cut through the space and rushed to his head.

"Just enjoy the battle, it's just reaching the upper limit, this can't determine the outcome!"

The words of the God of War Artosh came later.

His eyes flashed with passionate fighting spirit.

Even if the expansion of power reached the limit, his desire to fight did not decrease at all, but burned more fiercely.

"Come and fight!"

He suddenly urged his own power.

The aftermath was enough to destroy the energy explosion at the galaxy level.

The attack that could shatter the heaven and earth, shatter the sun and the moon fell like a torrential rain.

How many years...

How many years have I not tasted a battle where the weak defeated the strong?

Artosh has long forgotten.

Before achieving the [Strongest] Divine Essence.

He was already an anomaly among the spirit species, and most spirit species were no match for him.

The title of [Strongest] was not innate.

It was given by his battle record along the way.

He had always used the strong to bully the weak, to show his unrivaled power.

Like what was happening before him.

He was at a disadvantage in terms of power, and faced the strong as a weak person.

I'm afraid he had experienced this once when he was just born.

That time, of course, ended with his victory.

Since then, he has never had a similar thrilling experience, and basically he has been crushed.

Unexpectedly.

After his power expanded to his limit and became stronger than ever before, he was able to taste the taste of the weak fighting the strong.

He was also able to be a lower-ranking challenger.

This unprecedented freshness aroused all his fighting spirit, killing intent, and malice.

There was no more verbal conversation, no more doubts about power, and no more room for emotion.

This space was filled with only the most primitive and brutal fighting.

Letting go of everything, immersed in instinct and enjoyment, Artosh burst out with the greatest strength.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

The clash between the spear and the sword of light was like violent lightning.

The martial arts of the divine realm level displayed by Su Mo.

It was soon learned by the God of War and integrated.

In his current state, as long as it is a skill related to combat, his learning ability will be improved to an extremely terrifying level.

On the other hand, Su Mo observed the wild fighting instinct of the God of War.

He also quickly took it into his bag.

His talent in learning is no less than that of the God of War Artosh.

Soon, after rounds of competition.

Both sides had no room for improvement.

The balance of victory gradually shifted.

Finally, after a short and fierce confrontation.

Su Mo took a step back.

Holding the orange-red lightsaber with both hands, he raised it high.

He was ready to end the battle.

Facing Su Mo's decisive posture and the fate that was bound to come.

Artosh did not hesitate at all, nor did he have the slightest intention of giving up.

Instead, he held the spear tightly and concentrated all his strength into it.

He was determined to decide the final victory with Su Mo.

It didn't matter if he was weak or not.

The so-called victory or defeat was determined at the moment when the loser was decided.

Therefore, as long as he had not been defeated, there was a possibility of counterattack!

With this idea in mind.

Artosh, who carried out (afda) [fighting] to the extreme, blasted out all his strength.

"[God Strike]!"

The power of the third God Strike was incalculable.

After concentrating all the power to the extreme, reaching the level that was enough to create or destroy a black hole.

Artosh swung this blow.

It was a decisive blow that was enough to wipe out time and space, distorting light and making it impossible to escape.

Artosh had never done anything like this before, and he put all his strength into it.

So much so that after launching this [God Strike], even his own existence became unstable.

Facing such an unprecedented and unrivaled attack.

Facing such a powerful force that distorted all concepts.

Facing such an almost undefendable attack.

Su Mo just gently waved the orange-red lightsaber in his hand.

Then.

The distortion of time and space stopped;

The reversal of concepts disappeared;

The powerful energy seemed to have never existed;

The figure of the god of war Artosh himself also became illusory and fragile.

—— The loser has been decided!

No need for speed, because the enemy will definitely be hit.

No need for power, because the enemy will definitely be defeated.

No need to worry, because victory will definitely be achieved.

Under the illumination of the sacred right light, all of Artosh's offensives vanished.

Even his own essence was completely wiped out by the lightsaber.

The figure that still exists today is just the remnant of power.

Even if left alone, he would be wiped out in a few minutes.

The moment of victory or defeat.

The originally collapsed space was restored to its original state.

Su Mo also let go of the protection of his realm and returned to the throne room.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

After a few seconds.

Arteo, or rather Arteo's afterimage, spoke in a daze.

"Is this...a defeat?"

It was an extremely unfamiliar, yet extremely joyful tone.

At this moment, the God of War Artexu truly felt that he had fulfilled his long-cherished wish.

The throne called [The Strongest] was overthrown by a new challenger.

"Yes, this is defeat."

Su Mo nodded, not intending to do anything to the dying image.

At this time, a series of spatial fluctuations came from the venue of the God's Throne.

"Owner!"

The first to arrive at this final battlefield was Jibril.

880 Jibril, you have accomplished your mission very well.

After arriving at the battlefield, Jibril saw the two people facing each other calmly in front of her.

Even with her perceptual abilities, she was able to detect the changes in Artosh, the God of War.

The pressure that was huge enough to overwhelm reality completely disappeared, and a strange brilliance radiated from his body.

That is the phenomenon of the soul being penetrated.

In other words, the war god Artosh was defeated.

Jibril-Er was not surprised by this result.

"The agreement between Mr. Su Mo and others has been reached!"

After confirming this, she turned to look at the God of War Arteo, with a somewhat complicated look on her face.

"Go and say your final goodbyes to him!"

Su Mo touched Jibril's head and said to her.

Even though defeating Artosh is Jibril's mission, she is ultimately her own creator.

Jibril would naturally not be as happy to see her creator disappear as she would be to see her enemy die.

"Um!"

Jibril nodded.

He flapped his wings and took a step forward.

Then, she stopped, with a helpless smile on her lips.

Because, in front of her, thousands of Flügel, who should have lost their fighting power, blocked the way.

Even though these young Flügel girls couldn't stand still.

The look he looked at Jibril was still fierce.