Chapter 150 You are right, but this is...
Now that the strategy was finalized, Westhead and Myvana traveled light and headed straight into the Bright Forest.

These two are both cheating characters. Although they seem to be at the [Paragon] level, the strength of their T0 talents has already exceeded the limitations of their level, and there is no problem in considering them as [Hero] level.

And they are not ordinary [Hero] levels, each of them has a secret weapon and each of them has an unexpected surprise.

As soon as he stepped into the realm of chaos, Westhead chose to start the game without saying anything.

Westhead gave up thinking and left everything he saw, whether it was the twisted and withered bushes or the ferocious and hideous fallen beasts, to his instinct to deal with.

Spirit of the weapon, activate!
My [Shadow Life] and I are so familiar with each other, it is reasonable to be able to kill the enemy with one click without using the brain, right?

You're right, but this is [Shadow Life]! It has high true damage to Chaos, special attack effects for basic attacks, multiple attack judgments, permanent supreme red blades, and an attack range longer than Nima's urn. The mana consumed is not a big deal for [Withered Glory Yang], and the flame of extinction released by charging is just ah ah ah!

In addition to Westhead, who has a spirit sword in the katana, Myvana is also a heavyweight.

Westhead seldom saw Miss Knight take action. In order to restrain her desire to kill, Myvana would always kill instantly without any murderous intent. Even if she did not activate the power of [Cursed Blood], she was still a warrior who had reached the pinnacle of [Knight's Hundred Arts].

The moment the silver sword flashed, those mid-level monsters that even Westhead found difficult to deal with were cut off immediately. At Westhead's special request, he was responsible for the finishing blow.

The vanguard team consisted of two people, one was for clearing out the crowds, the other for sniping, without any hesitation or fear, and everywhere they passed was left with scorched earth and ruins. At first glance, it was unclear who was the chaotic side representing the end.

He headed straight towards the core of the Bright Forest, cutting through thorns and bushes along the way, killing along the sea of ​​monsters, completely ignoring what was behind him and seemingly forgetting to leave a way to retreat.

However, no matter how efficient the killing was, the number of Chaos Monsters far exceeded their output threshold, and their progress was gradually stopped. The two men were like being stuck in a quagmire and unable to move forward.

"Weiss, we're surrounded."

Myvana and Westhead faced off back to back against the sea of ​​monsters coming from all directions, the wolf-eared girl said calmly, stating a fact.

"Right, so that's enough for here."

At this moment, Westhead suddenly stopped releasing the Extinguishing Flame, looked up at the sky, and shouted loudly:

"Have you seen enough? How much more slaughter do I have to do before you come out?!"

"Or are you too scared to face even the end of your strength? Coward!"

As the provocative words fell, the dark sky covered with dark clouds suddenly flashed with scarlet light, and a black shadow emerged from the distant mountains.

Then the falling object hit the ground directly, transmitting the shock to the earth.

"Boom boom boom——"

I saw that above the deep and terrifying woodland, cracks appeared out of nowhere, forming black and red veins that emitted an ominous glow.

With the black and red veins on the ground as the center, countless strange energies in the dark with a dead gray color turned into black mist and gushed out from the cracks in the ground. After these strange energies came into contact with nearby substances, no matter whether it was dust or rock, bone or metal, no matter what it was originally, it would be covered with a layer of living flesh and blood film at the moment of erosion.

The giant beast that walked out of the haze caused by the shock wave was worthy of its name [God of the Turbid World]. It stared at Westhead with its scarlet eyes, and its sharp jaws opened and closed, spitting out scorching molten fire. Its voice was extremely hoarse and low, so unpleasant that it was outrageous.

"A spent force? I thought you guys were still able to handle it."

He can actually talk!

Westhead was somewhat surprised. He saw the full appearance of the Devourer and then sneered at this [God of the Turbid World]:

"Isn't this what you want? We are both trapped now, with no way out. If you want to keep us, this is the best opportunity."

"You took the initiative to step into the trap? To you, is this behavior called sacrifice? Descendants blessed by the filthy Holy Spirit, haha, you are quite interesting."

The Devourer shrugged his shoulders and laughed playfully:

"It doesn't look like the offspring of that filthy and cowardly creature. And what you hold in your hand... Tsk tsk, it's such a filthy existence, but it doesn't look like a creation of the gods. For you mortals, it seems to be a taboo, right? No wonder the original domain was destroyed so easily." "You talk too much."

Westhead interrupted, saying that although the Devourer in front of him looked very much like a Chaos Monster, his behavior was incredibly restrained. He did not attack immediately, but instead started chatting.

"There's no need to hide your murderous intent. You and I both know exactly what we are going to do."

Westhead raised his shadow, the bright red blade pointed at the wild god:
"You won't let us go, and we won't let you go, so let's fight."

That's right, the reason why Westhead rushed into the deep end with Myvana was that he deliberately stepped into the trap.

The purpose is to lure out the God of Turbidity and Desolation.

The prey that fell into the trap was the direct blood of the Bright Holy Spirit, the supreme leader of the Qinghui Army, and could use the Absolute Flame to efficiently purify the thorn in the heart of chaos.

And the other one is the sealed body cursed by the source god that the chaotic creation is obsessed with. Once this seal can be broken, the cause of returning to the original state will take great strides forward. This mission rooted in the soul of the chaotic creation is above all else.

But temptation is relative. For Westhead, isn't the God of Turbidity who commands all the monsters in the Bright Forest also a target he desires to eliminate?
As long as the Devourer can be eliminated, it can be considered that the recovery of Qinghui Territory has been successful.

The decapitation tactic is the best shortcut to victory in this extraordinary world - there is no other.

In short, everyone was greedy and ran in both directions.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a shame. I actually really like communicating with you guys. It can help me improve my wisdom."

The Devourer stretched out his huge claws and laughed wildly:
"Well, let's fight! I want to feast on your flesh, blood, marrow, and soul!!"

"Everything is dedicated to the Mother Goddess! To restore the original state!"

The beast's movements were so agile that they were totally disproportionate to its size. Amid a fierce sonic boom, it instantly appeared in front of Westhead and swung down with its sharp claws.

"clang--"

The impact caused by the sound of metal collision formed a circular ripple that spread out and absorbed the heavy blow from the huge wild god.

"Click——"

Westhead felt his hand bones broken immediately, and both arms were cracked and bleeding.

The Devourer's stats are actually higher than mine!

But he should be above himself indeed. Even if he is the worst God of the Turbid World, he can at least be regarded as a close-to-legendary existence. Even if he is not as good as the legendary one, he should be invincible below the legendary level.

The sharp blade of the Devourer pressed against the bright red sword blade, and the shadow creature surrounded by thunder kept melting the minions of the God of Wilderness, making a sizzling sound like grilling meat on a grill.

However, this had little effect on the God of Wilderness. Even though he suffered real damage that directly hit his soul, his chaotic face was distorted by extreme pain, but he was still able to hold up his body and not fall down, and even said in an intoxicated tone:

"It hurts. Haha, what a delicious pain. You are worthy of being the most blasphemous creation."

"But you want to defeat me with just this blasphemous creation?"

"Of course not. I'm not that naive and arrogant."

Westhead raised his lips slightly, and then shouted:

"Myvana!"

(End of this chapter)