thefictionvixens Chapter 82 The End of the Ancient Times
Chapter 82 The End of the Ancient Times
The last remaining Kirieloid looked on in disbelief as his companion vanished in the blink of an eye, turning into blue flames.
"You...you're clearly not a powerful being, how could you possibly defeat us Kirieloids?!"
"You talk too much nonsense." Caul turned around.
"Since you like calling yourselves gods so much, then I will send you back to see your gods."
Kaul leaned forward slightly, his leg muscles tensed suddenly, and the ancient alloy floor beneath his feet cracked instantly.
"Hellfire Bullets! Die!" The leader of Kirielod was in a state of extreme panic. He frantically gathered a dark blue hellfire in his hands, far exceeding the amount his companions had just produced, and unleashed it at Kaul like a machine gun.
But Kaul showed no intention of avoiding it.
The King's Cloak suddenly billowed in front of him. The cloak that had once withstood thousands of planet-destroying cannons from the Magma Empire, even now at his life-size, was by no means something that mere Hellfire could penetrate.
The blue fireball struck the red cloak, but it vanished without a trace, leaving not even a scorch mark.
"This is impossible!" the leader screamed.
The moment the cloak fell, Kaul's figure appeared before him like a ghost. Without any fancy lighting or unnecessary movements, Kaul's left fist, imbued with the ferocious power of the "Fire Dragon Fist" from the Cosmic Beast Fist, slammed into the abdomen of the Kirielod leader.
"Bang!"
A visible white sonic boom cloud burst open in the air.
"Ugh!" The Kirieloid leader's body was sent flying like a cannonball, smashing through the thick defensive wall of the shelter and crashing directly onto the ruined street outside.
He clutched his abdomen in pain, feeling as if his internal organs had been completely shattered by that punch.
"Too weak. You third-rate trash think you can stir up trouble in this era?" Caul, sword in hand, slowly emerged from the hole, looking down at him. "If the catastrophe of the ancient times was orchestrated by a bunch of trash like you, it would be the greatest insult to me, a Reonic."
"Don't be so arrogant, you alien!"
The leader of the Kirieloids let out a fierce roar. He knew that if he were in his full-body form, he would definitely be beaten to death by this young man who was like a demon god.
"Kirieloid, O God, grant me the power to purge heretics!"
With a frenzied roar, blue flames shot into the sky, and the leader's body rapidly expanded amidst the flames. In the blink of an eye, a gigantic Flame Demon Warrior, fifty-two meters tall, with bulging muscles and a bizarre, laughing-crying mask on his face, stomped heavily on the streets of the ancient city.
The sheer power granted by his gigantic form restored the Balrog Warrior's confidence. He looked down at Kaul, who lay on the ground like an ant, and let out a smug laugh: "See that? This is the posture of a god! No matter how skilled you are, before absolute size and power, you're nothing but a worm that can be crushed at will!"
Kaul stood still, looking up at the enormous demon god, a cruel sneer curling at the corner of his mouth.
"Comparing sizes? Have you forgotten what my job is?"
Kaul planted the Lion Sword in the ruins beside him and slowly raised the Reonics Battle Device, which emitted a dark golden light. The red light in his eyes burned as if it were real at that moment, and a terrifying mental force that made the entire city ruins tremble erupted.
"Xiao Yan! Get over here!"
"roar--!!!!"
With a furious roar that pierced the sky, a huge black shadow smashed through more than a dozen tall buildings in an extremely savage manner from the distant battlefield, crashing down in front of Kaul amidst billowing dust and the mangled corpse of Zoga.
That was Gorba, Little Rock, who had merged with Melba's wings.
At this moment, Little Rock was covered in scorch marks left by Zoga's energy blasts, but its eyes were more ferocious than ever. Under the unrestrained Reonic spiritual power of Kaul, this ancient monster had completely transformed into the purest killing machine.
"Tear him apart, don't leave him with a single intact bone." Caul's voice was as cold as ice.
"roar!"
Xiao Yan didn't need to make any extra movements. With a sudden flap of its wings, its massive 60,000-ton body, like an out-of-control heavy armored vehicle, hurtled towards the Flame Demon Warrior, skimming along the ground.
"A mindless beast!" The Flame Demon Warrior conjured a massive Hellfire Bullet with both hands and hurled it at the charging Little Rock.
"Push through!" Caul gave the unquestionable command through the mental link.
Little Rock showed no intention of dodging. It lowered its head and rammed its head, covered by a hard rock shell, into the Hellfire Bullet.
"Boom!" Blue flames exploded on Xiao Yan's head. The intense pain caused Xiao Yan to roar furiously, but this did not make it back down. Instead, it completely aroused the ferocity within it.
It braved the shockwave of the explosion and rushed to the Balrog Warrior, its thick arms tightly wrapping around the warrior's waist. The massive Golza head suddenly rose and bit down hard on the Balrog Warrior's shoulder.
"Ah!!!" The Flame Demon Warrior let out a shrill scream as blue light particles gushed out wildly from his wound.
"End him," Caul coldly pronounced his sentence.
From Xiaoyan's mouth, a purple ultrasonic beam erupted instantly at point-blank range, piercing directly through the Flame Demon Warrior's shoulder and half of his chest. Immediately afterward, Xiaoyan's thick tail lashed out like a steel whip, striking the Flame Demon Warrior's knees and forcing his massive body to his knees.
A one-sided crushing defeat with no suspense whatsoever.
Under the absolute dominance of the Reonics, even the Kyrielords, who considered themselves gods, appeared so fragile and vulnerable in the face of a true war behemoth.
Kaul drew his Lion Sword, not even glancing at the Flame Demon Warrior who had vanished into a shower of blue light. His gaze was fixed on the blood-red sky above, now a veritable meat grinder.
"The real hell has only just begun."
...
If someone asks, what is the end of the world like?
The ancient core city at this very moment is the best answer.
The sky had been dyed a despairing dark red, the clouds were torn apart, and everywhere there was a clash and collision of purplish-black and golden light.
The once magnificent ancient structures—pyramids, temples, and towers—collapsed in droves like fragile building blocks during this civil war among the giants of light. Unquenchable fires raged across the land; the cries of civilians, the wailing of alarms, and the roars of the giants in battle mingled together, composing a destructive symphony.
This isn't about fighting monsters.
Monsters have no intelligence; they only destroy things based on instinct.
But now, those fighting each other in the sky and in the city are former comrades-in-arms, ancient warriors who have mastered superb fighting skills and destructive beams!