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80: Chapter 80 Skills [Ancient War God - Xing Tian]”Creee—aaaak—”

This sound wasn’t loud, but it had a tooth-aching sharpness. It was as if someone was using a rusty, blunt file to saw back and forth against the roots of your molars.

In the sky, the hundred-meter-tall six-winged angel tightly gripped the pitch-black rusty nail in its chest with its right hand. As its wrist exerted force, the originally seamless flesh was forcibly torn open. No blood gushed out; instead, a large mass of black fluid, so thick it wouldn’t disperse, ”glurped” out through the gap as the nail was pulled.

At this moment, the light between heaven and earth changed.

The pale Holy Light that had permeated the battlefield, carrying a cold scent like hospital disinfectant, was instantly saturated by the surging black mud.

If the previous white was absolute order, a sterile room where no bacteria were allowed, then the black surging out now was the foulest sewer in the world, a biogas pool where countless rotting corpses had fermented.

The rusty nail was completely pulled out.

”Thud!”

The long nail was discarded carelessly, smashing into the sea.

The seawater, which had been boiling, did not explode upon contact with the nail but instead became eerily quiet. Immediately after, the sea within a hundred-mile radius turned black. The debris, dead fish, and even the waves themselves began to grow hair, mold, and eventually turned into agonizingly howling human faces.

”Roar—”

The angel tilted its head back.

Its body, once smooth as marble, was now undergoing a visible distortion. Under the smooth skin, it looked as if countless rats were scurrying; lumps rose and burst, leaking black pus and blood.

The most terrifying part was its wings.

The six eerily pale bone wings grew wildly, instantly blotting out the starry sky. In the gaps between the bones, it was no longer golden divine blood but was packed with countless eyeballs of all sizes. Tens of thousands of eyeballs rolled simultaneously, staring intently at the Dragon Summer defense line below with pure madness and malice.

At this moment, it was no longer an angel.

It was a fallen collective that had crawled back from the abyss of Hell.

On the distant island, the Doctor was practically pressed against the ground.

The expression on his face could no longer be described as fanatical; it was a frenzy, as if he wanted to sacrifice himself. He greedily inhaled the sulfur and stench permeating the air as if it were the most expensive perfume in the world.

”Yes... this is it! This is the ultimate form of individual evolution!”

The Doctor gesticulated wildly, the muscles at the corners of his eyes twitching frantically from overexcitement. ”What order? What Holy Light? Those are just disguises for the weak! Only chaos, only this bottomless plundering and devouring, is the true essence of life!”

”It’s over. Dragon Summer is finished.”

”Having removed the ’Nail of Order,’ it is now a walking source of pollution. It doesn’t even need to lift a finger; radiation of this dimension alone is enough to turn so-called Heroic Spirits into monsters that know only slaughter.”

”Let’s see how you block it this time!”

...

The frontline.

The Dragon Summer soldiers, who had been high-spirited, were now plunged into unprecedented confusion.

It wasn’t that they were afraid of death.

It was their physical instincts resisting.

As the black aura spread, the engines of all the armored vehicles let out an overwhelmed wail. The needles on the dashboards jumped wildly before exploding into sparks with a ”pop.” The communication channels were filled with chaotic screams and piercing static.

The sound of vomiting rose and fell.

Even the most resolute veterans felt their stomachs churning, their brains feeling as if they had been stirred into a pot of mush.

Even Zhao Tiezhu, as a Heroic Spirit, sensed something was wrong.

His originally solid Soul body began to flicker. On his golden armor, black mold spots mysteriously appeared, which could not be wiped away no matter how hard he tried.

”This... is a bit wicked.”

Zhao Tiezhu shook his head, feeling the world spinning.

The horse-chopping saber in his hand became heavier than a thousand tons. With every breath, his lungs felt as if they were inhaling a handful of broken glass shards, a piercing pain.

Even with many national fortune buffs applied, he couldn’t stop this feeling.

”Old Zhao! Retreat!”

The Falcon Legion Commander behind him shouted, ”Don’t force it! This thing carries radiation! It will pollute your mind!”

Retreat?

Zhao Tiezhu glanced back.

Behind him was the glowing golden line of the national fortune.

Behind that golden line was the Taihu fish he had been talking about eating, the old teahouse he hadn’t visited yet, and hundreds of millions of ordinary people who had just managed to get a peaceful night’s sleep.

”Retreat my ass.”

Zhao Tiezhu spat on the ground and tightened his grip on the saber handle again.

”It’s one thing to be ugly, but you’re also unhygienic.”

”Littering everywhere—do you have any civic sense, you birdman?”

In mid-air.

The completely fallen angel slowly lowered its head.

Tens of thousands of eyeballs on its wings focused on Zhao Tiezhu simultaneously.

No anger.

Only the indifference of looking at a speck of dust.

It raised its pitch-black hand, and in its palm, a black vortex was rapidly taking shape.

That was ”Chaos Rules” compressed to the extreme.

If this strike landed, let alone Zhao Tiezhu, the land within a hundred-kilometer radius would be permanently erased from reality, becoming a dead zone.

...

Dragon Summer, Supreme Command Hall.

Alarms had long been blaring, the red light reflecting on everyone’s pale faces.

On the screen, the data column representing the angel’s energy level had disappeared. In its place was a massive black skull symbol.

”System determination: Extinction-level disaster,” Qin Shuangyue’s voice was urgent.

”Energy nature analysis complete... it carries extremely strong mental pollution and conceptual erosion. Conventional physical defense is ineffective! Energy shields are ineffective! The national fortune barrier is being rapidly corroded!”

”Chief, the mental readings of the frontline soldiers are collapsing. Should we issue a retreat order?”

Long Yi frowned deeply upon hearing this but did not speak, instead turning to look at Su Yun.

At this moment, Su Yun sat in his chair, fingers interlaced under his chin. The red light from the screen reflected in his pupils, yet it could not penetrate that bottomless calm.

”The West always likes to pull these flashy tricks.”

”When they can’t win, they want to flip the table.”

Su Yun spoke slowly.

”However, since when have we ever been afraid of this!”

He stood up, his consciousness instantly sinking into the System panel in his mind. There, over a dozen totem icons were flashing, except for a single red icon at the very bottom, which had remained gray and dim.

That was a sealed malevolent god.

That was the most primitive, bloody, and romantic understanding of the word ”resistance” by the ancient Dragon Summer ancestors.

More vicious?

More ruthless?

More unreasonable?

Then let’s see who is more vicious, more ruthless, and more unreasonable!

Consciousness locked.

Unlock.

Release.

[Host’s will detected... Locking onto friendly target: Heroic Spirit · Zhao Tiezhu...]

[Skill ”Wild Dance of Shield and Axe” is being released...]

[Determining... Talent ”Territory is Domain” intervenes.]

[Determination passed. High-dimensional divinity suppression detected in the current area; conventional skills will be erased by the rules.]

[Extracting Ancient Huaxia Mythological Foundation... Retrieving source: ”Classic of Mountains and Seas · Classic of Regions Beyond the Seas: West”... Keywords: Decapitation, Unyielding, Defying Heaven...]

[Reshaping concept... With a Mortal body, rivaling the gods...]

[Skill mutation complete.]

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[Ancient God of War · Xing Tian]

[Description: Xing Tian fought with the Deity for supremacy. The Deity cut off his head and buried it at Mount Changyang. Thereupon, Xing Tian used his nipples as eyes and his navel as a mouth, grasping his shield and axe to dance. This is the most ancient unyielding battle Soul of Huaxia; even if his body and head are in different places, his Battle Intent can pierce through the nine heavens, making gods and demons retreat.]

[Effect 1: Headless Rage. Bestows the ”xingtian dharma image” upon the target. Immune to all weakness determinations based on ”head/Soul” (e.g., instant death from headshots, mind control, rule erasure). Under the protection of the Dharma Form, all mental pollution will be converted into ”Rage Value.”]

[Effect 2: Fierce Ambition Endures. Concept-level health lock. When the target’s health reaches zero, they will not die, but instead enter a ”Deathmatch” state, forcibly maintaining their Physical Body’s existence for 30 minutes. In this state, karmic weapons are ineffective.]

[Effect 3: Wild Dance of Shield and Axe. Pain is linked to combat power. The more intense the pain the target endures, the more their attack power, defense, and critical hit rate increase exponentially. Additionally, all attacks possess the ”Rule-Breaking” attribute, ignoring Divine Power shields and tier suppression.]

[Note: I don’t even have a head; how can you kill me again?]}