Eternal Sun

Chapter 1449 Other Macro Perspectives! The 'Evil' God of Movement and Stillness 3 (Page 12

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In fact, considering the overall strength of this macro-level possibility, it is more than enough for Yang Dong to gain experience here.

What He perceives before Him is only a part of the power of this macroscopic possibility, not the full strength of the two camps.

It was only because he had just arrived here and found himself in the battlefield of the five demigods that Yang Dong could only make limited observations of his surroundings and had not yet completed a comprehensive assessment of the Void Sea. This was why he had that thought of underestimating this place.

But regardless of whether this macro possibility allows Him to undergo effective training is another matter; for now, He must first deal with His opponent.

Tear it apart!

The fierce sword light tore through the void once more, forcing back the restless one who was trying to approach, and even leaving a huge sword mark on His body.

"I said, your strength is indeed not weak, but it's still a bit lacking to really hurt me."

"Besides, with the system you've mastered, close-quarters combat isn't your forte, so why keep challenging your weakness?"

"What? Have you had enough of living?"

"If you're really tired of living, just stand still where you are, and I won't hesitate to mercifully send you on your way."

Yang Dong, who stayed by the side of his two elders, was always like a bullied little punching bag, with no room to fight back. Therefore, it was impossible to see what his true personality was like.

Now that he's truly starting to venture out on his own, without those elders he can't defy, Yang Dong's true character is finally beginning to show.

It's obvious that, although it's only been a short time since He parted ways with His two older brothers and sisters, He has already shown signs of letting loose.

What's most unexpected is that Yang Dong actually became a bit talkative during the battle, and it's unclear who (Yang Di) influenced him.

……

Having fought for hundreds of millions of years across different time points, Parthia had become completely accustomed to the talkativeness of its opponent.

Faced with the other party's incessant ramblings, Restless had no intention of responding, but the occasional fluctuations of His authority revealed that His inner state was clearly not as calm as it appeared on the outside.

"Wither!"

A hoarse voice of authority rang out.

Countless skeletal arms grew from beneath Parthia's wide robes, each wielding a variety of skeletal weapons.

The moment these skeletal arms appeared, they all began to attack Yang Dong, forming a vast encirclement.

All matter, energy, and even concepts touched by those white bone ice blades will wither away under the influence of a special death force.

From a more macroscopic perspective, the encirclement formed by those countless arms resembled a withering flower of death, composed of white bones and black light.

As for resting in peace, he never tried to get close to Yang Dong's physical body again.

"This is more interesting. Unlike your previous mindless, reckless state, which made me almost lose the will to continue fighting. I wonder how you guys managed to gain the upper hand before. Was it just pure luck?"

"If it really is just pure luck, then it just means that your luck is ridiculously good, allowing you guys to gain the upper hand."

"But I must say, the Order faction that gave you the upper hand seems to be lacking something."

"Oh, right, I'm in this camp now, so I can't keep criticizing my allies, lest I accidentally get myself dragged into it."

……

Yang Dong's mouth kept grumbling, but his hands moved flawlessly, still as swift and perfect as ever.

The power of the scabbard was being used perfectly, in conjunction with Yang Dong's own static authority, constructing layers of static domains in the surrounding dimensional space and time nodes, which repeatedly thwarted Anxi's efforts.

At the same time, despite Yang Dong's constant complaining, as a powerful demigod wielding authority, every syllable of his complaints possesses immense power.

Regardless of the content of the complaints, as long as these ancient god syllables spoken by Yang Dong contain the power of authority, they are all powerful means of combat that can influence the outside world.

hum!

Every syllable He spoke contained the ultimate dynamic characteristics of the power of movement; the omnipresent notes constantly vibrated the structure of the surrounding space-time, disrupting the rhythm of each of Rest's attacks.

Therefore, even without having experienced combat, Yang Dong's performance was still quite outstanding when he actually clashed with opponents of the same level.

The flower of death constantly tries to shrink its range, but it always fails at the crucial point. The reason for the failure is naturally the trembling points formed by those notes.

Of course, this also includes Yang Dong constantly using his authority to interfere on another level, mobilizing a concept called concept rate.

This concept causes the spacetime within a certain range around Yang Dong to be completely disconnected from the wider spacetime, and the speeds of the two are not at the same level at all.

Whenever Anxi's attack approaches a certain range, it will experience a moment of loss of control due to the dual effects of the disconnect between the speed of the notes and the speed of the concept.

This is quite incredible for a demigod who can perfectly control every bit of his power.

This is precisely why the loss of control in that instant directly caused the collapse of all the death force structures that entered the area.

Even the composition of those bone weapons had conceptual structural problems, and Yang Dong forcefully negated their originally stable structure.

The enormous flower of death created by Anxi kept growing, shrinking, disintegrating, regrowing, shrinking, and disintegrating in a cycle that never achieved any further results.

By the end, even Anxi himself was getting impatient with this fruitless battle, not to mention that Yang Dong kept criticizing him, which made his emotions increasingly unstable.

Correspondingly, although Yang Dong felt that he had gained a lot in this battle, which was not evenly matched, he was also somewhat tired of this endless tug-of-war.

So He decided to put in a little more effort.

Ideally, the enemy should be eliminated. If not, the current battle should be temporarily suspended so that he can properly digest the gains from this battle and also learn about the overall possibilities through his verbal allies.

……

hum! ! !

After undergoing a complete transformation, the projection of the [Ruins of Silence and Movement], which had increased in size many times over, appeared behind Yang Dong.

At the same time, the divine kingdom within the eight sacred halo behind Yang Dong's head was also continuously surging with power, merging into his body.

The seal imposed by Yang Di merely concealed the distinctive features of Yang Dong belonging to the Sun God Clan, making them undetectable to other beings. However, these distinctive features still undeniably exist.

Therefore, there is no need to doubt why Yang Dong can mobilize the Sacred Light Wheel and the divine kingdom that exists at the core of the Sacred Light Wheel while it is sealed.

With the further blessing of the divine kingdom, Yang Dong's power began to increase even further. Although he had not yet reached the peak state of unleashing the Creation Form, it was still the strongest state, second only to the Creation Form.

Click!

With each step Yang Dong took, the dimensional space beneath his feet shattered, unable to contain him at that moment, and several points in time collapsed completely.

The sword sheath, which had been stagnating in the surrounding space-time to create a safe zone for itself, suddenly moved and pointed at Anxi's location at an astonishing speed.

At the same time, a fleeting shadow appeared on the projection of the divine kingdom, which seemed to be one end of an indescribable pendulum.

hum!

As the scabbard points to a certain point in time and space, the force at one end of the pendulum also suddenly bursts forth, and the combination of the two forces immediately produces a miraculous effect.

Anxi, caught off guard, was just about to use her power to fight back against the scabbard when she was caught off guard by the additional power that followed.

A black hole, which brings everything to absolute stillness, suddenly appears directly above the concept of rest, forcibly fixing the essential concept of rest at that point.

"It's now!"

Yang Dong's eyes shone brightly, like two white holes endlessly spewing out matter and energy.

Clang! ! !

The Sword of Balance was unleashed in an instant, its pale white light becoming the most dazzling sight in the entire deep dimension. Even the other four demigods who were engaged in battle were drawn to this sword light.

"Move...move!"

As the sword light drew ever closer, Anxi, who was bound to the spot by two methods and unable to move, lost his composure for the first time, a look of fear and anxiety flashing in his eyes.

However, under the constraints of Yang Dong, who was already exerting almost all his strength in his Creation Form, He had no way to escape the predicament in the shortest amount of time and could only watch helplessly as the pale sword light came to him.

……

laugh! ! !

Like a hot knife through butter, the pale sword light glided smoothly across Anxi's body, and also across the essential concept that was also fixed at the same point in time and space.

"..."

The entire deep dimension became eerily quiet.

Immediately afterwards, a pale white crack appeared on Anxi's jet-black robe, the contrast between the two colors was so vivid and intense.

"You... are fine."

The flame of his soul burning in Anxi's eyes appeared much dimmer, and the aura emanating from him was also much weaker than before.

Bang! ! !

When He finished speaking His last words, His enormous demigod body disintegrated, transforming into black radiance and mist that spread for hundreds of millions of light-years. The mist even began to erode other dimensions and time points below.

He did not die peacefully under the sword.

This was merely a disintegration act that He had no choice but to take in order to minimize the further damage from the pale sword light and to break free from the stagnant state while still severely injured.

The power of death, accumulated over countless millions of years, surged outwards like an abyss, forcefully breaking through Yang Dong's stagnation against him with its overwhelming quantity.

He did indeed regain his mobility, but he also suffered a serious injury that could not be underestimated, and he could no longer linger here.

If the entanglement continues, Yang Dong would certainly be more than willing to strike him a few more times, and might even be willing to try to bury him completely.

But Anxi would certainly not do that.

As the devil king of Moto Hell, even with his relatively unconventional personality, his selfishness and his concern for his own life remain unchanged.

The explosive power of death transformed into black light and mist that churned in the deeper dimensions, and also eroded other planes in a spontaneous diffusion process.

But within this dense, impenetrable blackness, the essential concept of rest has ceased to fluctuate.

……

"Tch~ That really fits the devil's character. He runs away as soon as he sees things are not going well, not even caring about his own allies."