NIP Chapter 158: Warm-up, Sweep Away the Ants!
Chapter 158: Warm-up, Sweep Away the Ants!
Chapter 158: The Transformation of the Sun God, the Sweeping Away of Ants!
After a fit of impotent rage, Garin Saint randomly gave an order!
"Grab him!!!"
The roar was hoarse, devoid of any elegance, only the madness of a beast remained.
"Remember! Don't kill him!!"
"I want to live!!!"
Garin Seiji suddenly waved his hand.
A signal that there will be no mercy.
"Yes, Lord Karin!"
Behind him, the remaining members of the Knights of God, who had been itching to act, and the humanoid demons with ominous auras, responded instantly.
boom!!!
Dozens of figures, like a flood of black and white water bursting its banks, surrounded and attacked the lone figure in the center of the field from all directions.
White is the color of the suits worn by the Knights of God, which seem to represent justice.
Black is the evil aura emanating from a humanoid demon.
At this moment, black and white intertwine, and murderous intent mingles.
They have only one goal.
Tear that sinner who dared to blaspheme God to pieces.
Chen Ye was still standing in the same spot.
His hands-in-pockets posture remained unchanged.
The fastest longsword was less than three meters from his face.
He finally reacted.
There was no dodging.
It wasn't even about raising your hand to block.
He let out a very soft, extremely impatient sound from his nose.
"That's so slow."
The sound was very soft.
hum!
A golden aura emanated from Chen Ye's body and spread outwards.
This isn't the violent impact of Conqueror's Haki; it's more like the unfolding of a domain.
"puff!"
"Ugh!"
The knights and a humanoid demon at the forefront suddenly froze three meters away from Chen Ye.
The expressions on their faces changed instantly from ferocious killing intent to utter astonishment and pain.
Then, an overwhelming and terrifying force, which was impossible to resist, shoved them away from all sides.
Click!Click!
Those figures, moving several times faster than when they rushed towards them, were thrown backwards.
boom! boom! boom!
They slammed onto the ground in the distance like broken sacks, twitched twice, and then fell silent.
In an instant, it was a kill.
The entire charging formation came to an abrupt halt.
Everyone was gripped by that terrifying pressure that threatened to crush their souls into dust.
Those mindless, bloodthirsty humanoid demons let out extremely uneasy growls, instinctively sensing the scent of their natural enemies.
The entire room fell silent.
"A bunch of ants."
Chen Ye spoke again, his voice flat and without any emotion, simply stating a fact.
"Perfect, let me warm up."
The moment the words fell.
The previously invisible aura surrounding him began to glow with specks of golden light.
The light initially appeared as scattered fireflies in the darkness.
The next second, a spark ignited a prairie fire.
"What...what kind of light is that?!"
Behind them, Garin Sei, who had been keeping a cold eye on the battlefield, felt his heart suddenly clench the moment he saw that golden light.
An extreme sense of disgust and rejection, originating from the depths of his blood and from his life instincts, spread through his body like a venomous snake, making him feel unprecedentedly uncomfortable!
It was as if that golden light was the natural enemy of this kind of "god"!
The golden light flourishes.
To everyone's astonishment, Chen Ye's figure was completely enveloped by a layer of flowing golden flames.
His hair moved without wind in the flames, each strand burning with the sun's flames.
The pure white mask, bathed in golden light, appeared even more mysterious and sacred.
An aura brimming with domineering power, majesty, holiness, and freedom erupted from his body.
This aura was completely out of place amidst the cold and bloody battlefield around them.
God descended to earth.
[The initial transformation of the sun god!]
The moment the transformation was complete, Chen Ye's figure vanished from where he stood.
No, it transformed into a golden streak of light that was impossible to grasp with the naked eye, and charged into the enemy ranks that were still in a daze.
fast.
It's almost at its peak.
An elite member of the Divine Knights, having just recovered from the terrifying gravitational pressure, instinctively raised the famous sword in his hand.
His pupils suddenly contracted as he raised the knife halfway.
A golden light flashed past in his field of vision.
Click!
The famous sword in his hand snapped in two.
Then, an indescribable, terrifying force kicked him hard in the chest.
He felt no pain at all; his entire chest collapsed, and his internal organs were instantly shattered into a pulp by the violent force.
Like a baseball that had been knocked away, he crashed into the crowd behind him, leaving a trail of blood and instantly breaking the bones of three or four of his companions, who fell to the ground, unable to get up.
On the other side, a burly, muscular humanoid demon roared angrily, its hard claws whistling as it viciously clawed at the golden light.
But the golden light didn't even glance at it.
Just as the claws were about to touch him, the golden light shifted slightly to the side at an incredible angle.
A casual backhand elbow strike.
"Bang!!!"
Chen Ye's elbow struck the humanoid demon's jaw with perfect precision.
A terrifying force exploded the moment they made contact.
The head of the humanoid demon tilted back to its limit at an angle that defied physics, and the neck bones made a chilling "crack" sound.
Its massive body, as if hit by a train, flew backwards without resistance, flying a great distance before crashing heavily into the ground and remaining motionless.
massacre.
This was a complete, one-sided massacre.
Chen Ye's movements were so clean that not a single movement was superfluous.
There are no fancy moves, no unnecessary actions, only the most basic punches, kicks, elbows, and knees.
But each attack precisely targets the weakest point in the enemy's defenses, sweeping away so-called elites like trash in the most efficient way.
He swept away a bunch of ignorant ants who stood in his way.
From behind, Figaland Garin could only watch all of this unfold.
He watched his most prized subordinates, those inhuman demons, fall in droves before that golden figure.
His facial expression changed several times in just over ten seconds.
From initial rage, to disbelief and astonishment, to utter bewilderment...
Ultimately, all emotions dissipate into a gloomy atmosphere that freezes the soul.
monster!
This man wearing a white mask is a complete monster!
Relying on these subordinates to wear down the enemy is a complete joke.
Even though they can be resurrected!
But it's clear they can't even delay the other side.
They're just... giving away resurrection chances for nothing.
"Useless! A bunch of useless trash!"
Galin Sheng was roaring wildly in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface.
After extreme anger comes absolute calm.
He knew he had to do it himself.
Moreover, we must seize that one and only opportunity to strike decisively.
His gaze was fixed on the golden streak of light, his mind racing, analyzing every movement and habit of his opponent, searching for any possible weakness.
at last.
The opportunity is here.
Just as Chen Ye delivered a powerful whip kick, smashing the head of the last resisting humanoid demon like a watermelon, his body, due to the excessive force exerted, paused briefly in mid-air, as if his strength had been completely exhausted.
Now!!!
Two murderous glints instantly shot from Garin's blood-red eyes.
"die!!!"
A roar that came from the depths of his soul.
His figure vanished from the spot in an instant.
The next instant, he appeared behind Chen Ye.
fast.
The famous sword in his hand was unsheathed at some point, its blade wreathed in jet-black Armament Haki, along with an even more malevolent and ominous strange energy.
"The Judgment of God - The End!"
A ferocious and ecstatic smile appeared on Garin Sei's face.
He seemed to see the scene of this blasphemous sinner being completely shattered, soul and all, by his strongest sword strike.
go to hell!
Die! You scum!
Just as the sword's edge was less than a centimeter away from Chen Ye's back.
however.
In that life-or-death moment.
That golden figure, exhausted and defenseless in mid-air, that Chen Ye who always had his back to him.
Suddenly... he tilted his head.
Through that pure white mask, a pair of eyes burning with golden flames looked at him quietly, with a hint of mockery, a hint of amusement, and a hint of undisguised pity.
It's as if it's saying:
You've finally taken the bait.