Hónglián stood on the distant road, gazing at this colossal shadow of the main god. Her eyes were filled with shock.
Although she didn’t believe in the existence of deities. But when she could clearly see the figure of the twelve-winged archangel, she couldn’t help but be awestruck.
The momentum swept across the heavens and earth, its radiance illuminating all directions.
Such power, what difference is there between it and that of a true god?
However, the current situation of the twelve-winged archangel is not as arrogant as it seems on the surface.
“Hmm…”
It let out a roar of anger, withdrawing its right hand and raising it in front of itself.
At this very moment, one can clearly see that on the palm of its jade-like right hand… a collapsed cavity has appeared.
There are also numerous cracks around the mouth of the cave.
This hole… was punched out by Fang Yu with a single punch!
“Whoosh…”
At this moment, Fang Yu pulled back a distance, barely able to see the entire body of the Twelve-winged God.
“The hardness of your hand is indeed a bit stronger than those under your command,” Fang Yu said.
The Twelve-winged Archgod remained silent, his left hand gripping his right wrist.
“Bang!”
A sudden burst of light flashed.
The opening at the center of the right palm quickly repaired itself.
Those cracks no longer exist.
“Could it be repaired so easily?” Fang Yu stared at the Twelve-winged Archgod in front of him, his brow furrowed.
Within his sight, he could see the huge blood sphere within the main god’s body, constantly churning and releasing various magical energies.
But at this time, Fang Yu discovered that behind this blood orb, there seemed to be an extremely obscure passage.
Following the passage, Fang Yu suddenly noticed something, his expression changed slightly.
Through the eyes of insight, one could see a blurry shadow appear behind the Twelve-Winged Archgod after the main hall exploded.
This shadow seems to be a deliberate smokescreen, even with insight, if you don’t look closely, you can’t see it.
Fan Yu frowned, narrowing his vision and directly breaking through the layer of shadow.
Then, he saw a horrifying sight of mountains of corpses and rivers of blood.
This is an independent space located behind the Twelve-Winged God.
All manner of flesh and blood… is constantly feeding the Twelve-Winged Lord with life force.
And the location where blood essence is transported is precisely that blood sphere within the body of the Twelve-Winged Sovereign God!
During this process, the blood cells continuously increase in size, and the breath also strengthens.
As for the total amount of flesh and blood within that space… the supply of vitality could sustain it for an extremely long time.
“A mobile energy source…No wonder the aura has been increasing, so that’s it.” Fang Yu withdrew his gaze, his eyes turning cold.
“Click click click…”
The Twelve-Winged Archgod suddenly shook his head and slightly turned to look at Fang Yu’s position.
“fell.”
The Twelve-winged Lord God spoke softly, uttering a single word.
“Boom…”
Above Fang Yu, numerous clouds instantaneously condensed into massive stones and crashed down.
Fang Yu remained motionless, and a surge of true qi erupted from his body.
“Bang bang bang…”
The sky-falling clouds burst apart.
“Whoosh…”
But at this moment, dozens of huge jets of water erupted on the surface of the nearby ice ocean!
These jets of water quickly froze in mid-air and, at the behest of the twelve-winged god, charged towards Fang Yu’s position.
Water pillars transformed into ice dragons brimming with life, surging towards Fang Yu’s position.
“Boring.”
Fang Yu remained motionless, arms outstretched.
“Bang!”
True energy exploded, expanding outward like a golden sun.
Ice dragons charging from all directions were shattered by this burst of true energy.
“Whoosh!”
The next second, Fang Yu’s body transformed into a golden rainbow, charging towards the gigantic body of the Twelve-Winged Main God.
In an instant, Fang Yu was before the twelve-winged archangel.
“
Om…”
The twelve-winged Archgod slapped his right hand forward.
“Whoosh!”
Fang Yu’s body transformed into a golden light and vanished.
Here, Fang Yu could clearly see the twelve massive wings arranged in an orderly manner.
“Let’s test the hardness of the flesh first.”
Fāng Yǔ extended his hands.
“Zeng!”
Gold shimmered in his right hand, while silver danced in his left.
Gold and silver weapons, two pistols, appeared in his hands.
“Bang! Bang!”
And then, he pulled the trigger simultaneously, firing a bullet imbued with icy intent.
The location where the bullets were headed was precisely the base of the twelve giant wings.
“Bang!”
However, before the bullet could reach the base of the giant wing, it was stopped by a sudden light shield.
The bullets exploded, releasing an icy chill that froze the energy shield solid.
“Bang bang bang…”
Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and fired several shots in succession.
The coldness intensifies with each layer, the chill is extremely powerful.
Under the glaive’s shroud, the twelve roots of the Light Screen were eroded by this extreme cold, rising with a layer of icy blue frost.
“It still has some effect.”
Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, just about to fire a few more shots.
But the next second, the twelve-winged archangel before him suddenly vanished.
Fang Yu frowned and immediately turned to look behind him.
As expected, the Twelve-winged Archgod appeared behind him, roughly fifty meters away.
“Bang!”
Its twelve wings on its back beat rapidly, shattering the layer of frost that covered it.
At this moment, the twelve-winged Archgod moved for the first time in earnest.
Its massive form hung suspended above the icy ocean, its eyes fixed on Fang Yu.
Though his face remained expressionless, the murderous aura that erupted from him enveloped the entire world.
Fang Yu looked at the Twelve-Winged Archgod, his brows furrowed.
Since the start of the battle, this twelve-winged archangel has been constantly using the power of laws.
Whether it’s the Law of Strength, the Law of Space, or even the power to control air and water… All within easy reach.
This is very different from the opponents Fang Yu has fought before.
“Lower beings fight within the laws, those slightly more advanced can utilize a bit of law, and even stronger ones… can command the law.” Lǐ Huǒyù spoke, “As for those even higher up, they create their own suitable laws.”
“This is a hierarchical relationship.”
“So this Twelve-Winged Archgod is already on the third layer you mentioned?” Fang Yu asked, narrowing his eyes.
“It’s not that easy, it’s at most on the second layer.” Lǐ Huòyù said with a hint of disdain. “You underestimate my words ‘control the rules.’ Those who can truly control the rules…with just a thought, it couldn’t be this trivial. Of course, you won’t encounter such beings now.”
Fang Yu remained silent, his gaze fixed on the twelve-winged Archgod before him.
The blood cells within the Twelve-winged Archgod’s body were constantly surging.
It extended its right hand, and a burst of light erupted from it.
A long blade appeared in its hand.
The blade’s edge was razor-sharp, gleaming coldly under the light.
“Whoosh!”
The Twelve-Winged Primordial God seized the long blade and swung it towards Fang Yu with a sudden, powerful motion.
The sharp blade arrived at Fang Yu’s front in an instant.
“Bang!”
Fang Yu raised his arms to block the attack.
Golden light flashed, and the sharp sword qi dissipated directly.