Chapter 1748
Chapter 1748 - 1744 "The Perfect Sword Saint
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The region where God Above Gods resides remains silent, or perhaps its "reaction" is so intense that it has torn apart space and light, making observation unrealistic.
As for It, trapped within this realm, it likely won’t be able to move freely in the short term. In the end, it used three "clones" to enact world destruction and free itself.
The three world-destroying demon beasts were not chosen randomly.
In the north, the Golden Crow, intelligent and adept at flight, carries out the task of environmental destruction... As long as it endlessly circles and harasses, the entire world’s ecosystem might collapse completely.
In the ocean, the Dragon-Snake, bereft of self, intelligence, and limits... Its essence of infinite reproduction enables it to perform extinction tasks tirelessly.
Without a self, it lacks emotions and hesitation. Its instinct for infinite reproduction and boundless greed for feeding places it eternally on the path of predation.
Clearly, this is a meticulously designed weapon for ethnic annihilation.
In the ocean’s depths, or at the world’s center, stands Steel-Forged Xingtian, the headless evil beast... As a war machine, why would it need the ability to think? Its excessively overwhelming nature renders rationality unnecessary.
"The fearless Golden Crow, the selfless Dragon-Snake, the headless Xingtian..."
These are three apocalyptic beasts, yet they are also a test set by advanced civilizations for newborn ones.
Three cataclysmic challenges now stand before humanity, this fledgling race. Whether each challenge can be overcome depends not on individual strength but on global resource reserves... and the resilience of civilization in facing risk. Ordinary civilizations might perish in the first wave of attacks.
The planet, along with its human inhabitants, has endured far too much.
Lu Ping’an no longer dares to imagine—humanity’s population has dwindled to but a fraction of what it was years ago. It seems likely that in the coming decades, most nations will become sparsely populated... Though it’s a bit hellish, perhaps young people will finally no longer need to worry about housing prices.
Their continued existence poses a daily threat to the world. Once the Golden Crow’s problems are resolved and the Dragon-Snake begins to be restrained, the final headless evil beast still continues its rampant slaughter.
Its appearance is extremely grotesque: six claws, headless, covered in neither fur nor scales, utterly bereft of aesthetics, its chest cavernous mouth endlessly devouring everything in its path.
Yet, as its name "Steel-Forged" suggests, its invulnerability is absurdly exaggerated.
In a certain sense, this is also the terror of the Octopus-like monstrosity... Though clearly a land-dwelling creature, it became the "claw" of the ocean’s dominator, the Octopus—a product of worlds it has destroyed.
"Still ineffective?" Reports from the frontline remain grim.
"Yes, it’s basically useless, we can’t breach its defense at all... There are cases of penetration, but only the top-tier Quasi-Gods achieved this. Yet the wounds they inflicted were utterly meaningless—it regenerates them within a single breath."
A mere rabid Magic Monster somehow became the world’s greatest enemy—one that, for now, seems impossible to handle.
Lu Ping’an watched the footage, seeing a Deity Avatar, a Fake Tenth-Tier entity, being torn to pieces and devoured in just 0.6 seconds.
"Its normal movement speed is at least ten times the speed of sound, and in bursts it can increase by an additional tenfold. All six claws possess enchantments, each differing, and its skin is impervious to most of the World’s Rules..."
As an oversized Demonic creature, it evidently lacks externally projected Extraordinary abilities, compensated by relentless aggressiveness.
High speed, high defense, multi-arm enchanted attacks... Lu Ping’an thought of the Sword Saints, whose fighting styles seemed similar, but no human Sword Saint could survive a single round against it.
Lu Ping’an observed its kill traces—a Quasi-God-level Giant Soldier Race member, known for having the universe’s highest hardness, was effortlessly sliced like paper, as if cutting through cake.
Its appearance is repulsive, its attack methods rudimentary and devoid of beauty, its intelligence... Most strategists suspect it possesses no intelligence at all—only instinct.
"This thing... isn’t even a living creature."
"It only consumes but never expels anything. It might lack metabolism entirely... From its surface, it doesn’t seem to have reproduction systems either."
"This thing is a perfectly engineered war machine—eternal and unyielding."
"Its death might only come from an energy depletion... But before then, the star’s ’High-Energy Materials (top-level Extraordinary resources)’ would be completely eradicated by it."
This monster perfectly demonstrates how vexing a super melee unit with impenetrable defenses can be.
Its only drawback lies in its limited perception ability, restricted to sensory detection through vibrations. This implies it can be baited away to prevent it from entering densely populated areas.
And recently, the Hunting Team indeed achieved this minimum strategic goal—albeit with extraordinarily heavy losses.
Targets locked onto by it, even the Deity Bodies, are equally destined to perish—just a tad slower. To be fair, most fallen Deities were killed by it; without their "sacrifices," this monstrosity would have long spiraled out of control.
But fighting it like this, using Deities as consumable meat shields, is not sustainable for the world.
Decisive confrontation? There were attempts and propositions before, but judging from the outcomes, it was tantamount to delivering themselves as lunch.
The greatest result from those efforts? They’ve deduced it’s likely blind and lacks a sense of smell, relying purely on "vibration" for detection, making it weaker against floating or flying units... However, those airships bombed it incessantly for six hours—dozens of mushroom clouds later—still unable to pierce its defense. Some even speculated it didn’t notice it was under attack.
It also seemingly has a peculiar sensitivity to "Divinity." Its first targets are always the Deity Bodies, Avatars, and top-tier Quasi-Gods. Without immediate melee targets, it actively seeks the next "Deity" location.
Meanwhile, its absurd defense is matched by equally outrageous high-speed regeneration.
This persists despite the Gods’ return, granting it countless "armor-piercing" Divine Graces.
Everyone can sense the world’s hostility toward it—its defense, attack, and reaction have been weakened... But as long as the insta-kills persist and the defense remains unbroken, such weakening is moot.
"This thing is simply impossible to fight..."
Faced with this copper-skinned, iron-boned monstrosity, even Lu Ping’an initially despaired.
In a sense, he is also part of a legion-type combat power setup. Against an opponent who neutralizes all methods with a mere claw strike, there’s indeed no apparent solution.
But a coincidence sparked in Lu Ping’an the urge to give it a try.
It was a clip of footage showing a battlefield steeped in chaos, with "Xingtian" rampaging in slaughter, the scene unbearably horrific. Yet, nearby, another battle unfolded.
The two sides ignored one another, each focused on their respective carnage.
"...It ignored the Dragon-Snake. Yes, of course it would—it won’t consume its ’kin,’ or else who would fulfill the other world-destroying responsibilities?"
Thus, Lu Ping’an submitted a report and prepared to personally step onto the field.
"Let Mist Sound give it a try. Perhaps this is the only hope for now."
Ultimately, his application was approved, and the scattered "Mist Sound" troops worldwide began to converge.
— End of Chapter 1748 —