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92: Ghost mask!Seven beams of light, shining with holy radiance, intertwined to form a brilliant, rainbow-like torrent.

Wherever it passed, space seemed like fragile glass, shattering bit by bit.

At this very moment, aA green flame erupted from the tome in the Lord of the Underworld’s hand, and the enormous specter suddenly opened its black hole-like maw—

When the two forces collided violently, time seemed to freeze.

Immediately following, an indescribable shockwave spread outwards in a ring.

The outermost protective shield of the steel city wall shattered like thin ice, turning into countless tiny fragments that drifted away;

The seawater was instantly vaporized, leaving behind a hemispherical vacuum area several kilometers in diameter.

The clouds in the sky were completely torn to shreds, revealing the distorted spatial cracks behind them.

Inside the control room, all screens simultaneously sparked, and the equipment was in chaos.

Shaodun was violently thrown against the wall by the sudden shockwave, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

“Report the situation immediately!” he roared, gritting his teeth.

“Sir… Sir…” The technician’s voice trembled noticeably,

“The Iron Wall’s defense value is only 17% remaining… Districts three and four are completely destroyed…”

Shaodun wiped the blood from his mouth, a resolute and ruthless glint in his eyes.

“Activate ‘Doomsday Ark’ Phase Two,” he commanded.

“But sir, this protocol requires direct authorization from the President—”

“I’m in charge now!” Shaodun abruptly tore off the identification tag from his neck and inserted it into the central slot of the control console.

Instantly, a mechanical female voice echoed throughout the base:

“Doomsday Protocol confirmed activated. Countdown 300 seconds.”

At the same time, astonishing changes began to occur in the steel city wall.

The heavy metal plates seemed to come alive, slowly wriggling.

Countless turrets and defensive facilities automatically disintegrated, gradually merging into the wall itself.

The entire city wall was reorganizing into a larger and more complex structure.

…

Above the battlefield, the golden mecha hovered in mid-air, its seven Godshard Fragments having lost most of their radiance.

Inside the cockpit, Jin stared intently at the black figure on the screen, who remained as steady as a mountain. Even with his transformed machine body, he couldn’t help but break out in a cold sweat.

Isn’t this guy too strong?

Does this kind of power truly belong to humanity?

However, the Lord of the Underworld at this moment seemed somewhat uninterested.

Although his opponent was quite strong and had managed to last this long, it was ultimately not enough.

Indeed, there were very few people who could contend with him for so long. From this perspective, this fellow could definitely be considered one of Beacon Country’s hidden trump cards.

And his strength was quite considerable.

However, if this was the opponent’s strongest power…

Then, the Lord of the Underworld mused to himself: this Apocalypse-Level Threshold, he seemed to be able to open it by himself, without the need for the other two.

Just as the Lord of the Underworld fell into contemplation, the steel city wall had already completed its astonishing transformation.

The once towering defensive fortress had now transformed into a massive metal ark.

Its bottom spewed forth scorching blue plasma streams, propelling it slowly upwards.

And at this moment, at the very front of this metal ark, countless tiny metal components rapidly reorganized, forming four enormous muzzles, shaped uncannily like the sharp jaws of an alligator, aimed directly at the Lord of the Underworld.

In this instant, the Lord of the Underworld was pondering whether he should attempt to break through the Critical Point alone, but he suddenly felt a strong sense of impending death.

His pupils abruptly constricted, and his black robe billowed without wind.

From those four muzzles, resembling alligator mouths, an energy fluctuation was converging that made his entire body tremble.

“Boom—!!!”

Without giving the Lord of the Underworld any time to react, four beams of ink-black light erupted from the muzzles. Wherever they passed, space directly collapsed into nothingness.

The Lord of the Underworld hastily held his tome horizontally before his chest, and the thousand-zhang specter let out a piercing shriek, bravely blocking in front.

However, there was no earth-shattering explosion as imagined.

When the specter touched the ink-black light, it vanished instantly without a trace, like a pencil drawing gently erased by an eraser, leaving not even a ripple.

The Lord of the Underworld’s black robe suddenly burst apart, revealing the robe beneath, covered in various evil ghost runes. These runes rapidly disintegrated at a visible speed.

“Pfft!”

He spat out a mouthful of green-tinged blood, and his entire body flew backward, carving a trench tens of thousands of meters long across the sea surface, finally crashing heavily onto a ruined part of the island nation.

And in the command room of the metal ark, Shaodun stared intently at the screen and commanded:

“Continue charging! Prepare to fire the second shot!”

“Sir! The energy core is already overloaded!” The technician looked in horror at the rapidly rising numbers on the dashboard,

“Firing again will trigger a chain reaction…”

“I said, continue!” Shaodun abruptly pulled out his pistol and pressed it against the technician’s temple.

The sea surface suddenly began to boil violently.

The Lord of the Underworld slowly rose from the water. At this moment, all the evil ghost runes on his black robe had dissipated, and the black robe itself gradually turned into a black shadow and vanished.

However, his eyes glowed terrifyingly, as if burning with flames from the Nine Nether Hells.

“You all, truly deserve to die.”

“My handsome and stylish black robe was actually destroyed by you!”

The Lord of the Underworld was absolutely furious at this moment!

After all, that cool, peerless black robe was the only one his true body possessed.

“Now it’s gone!” He gritted his teeth and pulled out an extremely hideous, bone-chilling evil ghost mask from his storage space.

[Ghost God Mask: Upon wearing it, you will gain the power of a Ghost God. But be careful, wearing it for too long might awaken the sleeping Ghost God!]

This item was also a purple-quality artifact, and it belonged to the type with a single effect but astonishing power.

The Lord of the Underworld slowly placed this terrifying evil ghost mask onto his face.

The moment the mask touched his skin, countless black vein-like patterns rapidly spread from his neck.

“How dare you destroy my favorite evil ghost black robe? Today, I shall let you witness the true power of a Ghost God!”

His voice suddenly became eerie and distorted, as if thousands of vengeful spirits were roaring in his ears simultaneously.

At the same time, the sea surface began to violently churn, and pale, withered arms stretched out from underwater. A nauseating stench of decay permeated the air.

The technical personnel inside the metal ark immediately fell into a panic, all monitoring instruments emitting piercing alarm sounds.

“Energy readings have broken the Critical Point!” one technician almost screamed, his voice hoarse,

“That guy’s energy is increasing exponentially!”

Shaodun stared intently at the screen, his pupils rapidly contracting.

On the screen, the Lord of the Underworld’s figure was constantly changing, and two pairs of huge bone wings, formed from specter illusions, slowly unfolded behind him.

Even more terrifying, dense cracks began to appear in the space around him, like a fragile spiderweb. It seemed the entire world could not bear this power.

“Fire immediately! Fire now!” The command was given with absolute decisiveness.

Four beams of ink-black light instantly blasted out, but this time, the Lord of the Underworld merely raised a single finger casually.

The black lights abruptly stopped a hundred meters from him, then shattered like glass into countless twinkling points of light.

“How is this possible…” Shaodun stumbled backward.

The next second, the Lord of the Underworld had appeared directly above the ark, his face, wearing the evil ghost mask, coldly gazing down at the steel fortress.

He extended his right hand, and a constantly spinning black vortex appeared in his palm. With the appearance of this vortex, the entire sea surface instantly turned dark green, and countless translucent specters surged from the water.

These specters let out mournful wails, frantically rushing towards the metal ark.

Even more terrifying, any metal they touched would rapidly rust and decay.

“Next, it’s my turn to lead this battle.”

The Lord of the Underworld’s voice was deep and chilling, echoing across the entire sea area.

…

At this moment—

In the coffee shop, the Lord of Deception glimpsed the Lord of the Underworld already donning the Ghost God Mask and couldn’t help but exclaim repeatedly, feeling that this guy was truly impatient.

“Why did that kid Underworld put on the mask so quickly?” he muttered softly.

On the other side, the Lord of Corruption was completely unconcerned.

And the Lord of Deception tilted his head slightly to look into the distance, a flicker of surprise in his eyes, and he murmured:

“Hey, I didn’t expect those guys to actually trick that mother worm over?”