Chapter 222 Gods and Demons (II)
The thorough transformation of soul bones into metal does indeed remove the limiter, but this is not a plug-in. It does not mean that after the transformation one can become invincible and unstoppable.

If it is described by the intensity gradient, the improvement of soul bone metal can at most be regarded as an additional T1 talent, which is far from a qualitative change. The reason why it is crucial is that it has a constant special property and possesses an incredible resistance to chaos erosion.

The level cap has been lifted, but that doesn't mean everyone can reach it.

There are as many opportunities for promotion as one wants. The wave of chaos that Xu Li faces is so huge that it is suffocating, covering the sky and the sun, and is endless, but this also means incomparable danger.

As a bystander, Westhead watched Evening Prayer step onto the battlefield and experience bloody battles.

Nourished by blood and fighting, Evening Prayer became stronger at an alarming speed, but the high-level monks who underwent the transformation with her fell one after another in the battle.

[They have tried very hard, trying their best to resist the tide, save the people, eliminate corruption, and raid the enemy camp. They have all embarked on the road to death, either to increase their chances of victory or to satisfy their desire for self-destructive sacrifice.]

[I am not better or stronger than them. The only reason I survived is that I still have hope.]

[I have a reason not to fall down]

"Crash-"

The rain continued to fall, dripping continuously onto the steel fortress, adding a touch of gloomy coldness to the already chilly floating city.

The black rains that fell from the sky made the entire floating fortress seem dead silent. Not only did they bring corruption, they were also a precursor to the surging tide of chaos.

Another enemy attack is coming.

Therefore, all the soldiers hid quietly in the fortifications, waiting for the upcoming battle.

The only exception is a patch of white beneath the fortress’s main gun.

The gray-haired girl in white clothes curled up her knees, turned on the projection screen of the bracelet, and began to write in her diary with her fingertips.

"Seventh month, six hundred and forty year of Xuli calendar."

"Weiss, my love, I'm reminded of the day when I first met you. I remember it every day. It was a time without so many disputes. It was peaceful and tranquil. I really miss it."

"If there is sunshine everywhere and a clear sky in the future, I want to go see the sea, the unpolluted sea, and try the interesting games you once mentioned with you, and taste the food I have never heard of."

Writing down his expectations for the future, a barely perceptible smile appeared on Evening Prayer's quiet and delicate face. He kept stroking the hilt of the sword and whispered:

"Wait until everything is over. Wait until everything is over. We agreed on this."

"Rumble--"

The faint sound of thunder coming from the sky wiped out the only softness of the evening prayer.

There was a whistling sound coming from the thick clouds, and the opened Gate of Chaos spewed out chaotic creatures like dark clouds, which instantly covered the entire sky.

"Buzzing—"

Sharp alarms sounded throughout the fortress, and the fortress, which had been silent just now, woke up in an instant. Millions of legions began to mobilize in an orderly manner, preparing to meet the attack.

Evening Prayer took a deep breath, put on the mask placed aside, picked up the long sword, jumped off the main gun platform, and headed towards the edge of the fortress.

Compared to the fully armed soldiers, the monks in holy and simple white robes were particularly eye-catching. When Evening Prayer walked on the fortress avenue, countless fanatical and delighted eyes looked over at him.

"Fraternal Vespers!"

"The incarnation of God!"

"He's our hero!"

"The Vespers are here, the battle is in our favor!"

"Lead us to victory!"

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The cheers from her compatriots and comrades-in-arms came like a tide, but Wanchan turned a deaf ear to them. She just closed her eyes and adjusted her breathing. The soul bone metal all over her body glowed with a true red luster, and the girl's white and smooth skin was like cracked porcelain, with holy and mysterious true red cracks spreading.

"Huh..." When they arrived at the open space at the edge of the fortress, Evening Prayer exhaled a deep breath of white mist, opened his eyes and looked up at the sky.

The suffocating black clouds seemed to collapse the sky, and chaotic creatures that could not be counted by the naked eye swept down like locusts. The defenders of the fortress had already begun to vent their artillery fire.

Evening Prayer grasped the hilt of the Soul Bone Sword.

"Zheng——"

The moment the sword was drawn, the space and time of the entire airspace seemed to be frozen in this frame, and a majestic, shocking, indescribable blow was released.

"Zizzi"

The aurora, like a mixture of thousands of thunders and flames, rolled upwards and exploded at the very center of the Chaos Demon Army.

A torn red sword mark was like a black hole, violently tearing and pulling everything around it. A large number of monsters were torn into pieces in an instant, or annihilated on the spot, or burned into ashes and scattered.

The vast space in the sky seemed to be pierced, appearing like broken glass, with only the real red knife marks remaining.

An offensive that almost swallowed up the fortress was stopped by Evening Prayer's sword.

"Oh God, is this really something a mortal can do?"

"Wait, what is that?"

Before the soldiers of the floating fortress could cheer for victory, a silhouette so huge that it silenced everyone appeared from the dark sky.

It was a surging darkness, and its outline was like a majestic and ferocious beast.

Every time the darkness surged, the black clouds that gradually spread around became thicker. The overly powerful force even attracted thunder in the atmosphere. The moment the dark clouds reached a certain limit, lightning and thunder appeared in the sky. Deep purple lightning snakes snaked above the indescribable beast, releasing terrifying power.

The floating fortress that can accommodate a million legions seems pitifully small in comparison.

"Yes, it's the devil!"

"The devil who destroyed the country has not appeared for thousands of years. Why?"

"It's over! We lost! We're going to die, all of us!"

“HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHA!!!”

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Just by witnessing the huge shadow, the mortal warrior suffered a mental breakdown and fell to the ground in tears.

Some battle-hardened soldiers even fled with their heads in their hands or committed suicide by shooting themselves.

This terrifying demon is enough to destroy the spirit of mortals just by showing its outline.

Even those who were not mentally ill were trembling under the thick smell of corruption and could hardly maintain their fighting strength.

[As Chaos' offensive was thwarted time and time again, Chaos' offensive became more and more fierce, and the attacking monsters became more and more powerful, until the Chaos Source God who could trample on the mortal world appeared.]

[But even if he is the Chaos God who has never been defeated, the source of fear, the calamity of world destruction, he must be killed.]

Evening Prayer stepped on the void, using the layers of space as a platform for leverage.

"Bam—"

Along with the ripples stirred up in space, the sound of vibration and shattering was transmitted endlessly, and the large area of ​​void behind Evening Prayer's feet was directly shattered. Countless thick black cracks spread out, which was shocking.

The blade light swung in the air, like a giant hammer of wind, slammed into the giant beast. The surging dark fog around the Chaos Source God was split into two cleanly, and the entire sky began to shake violently.

Evening Prayer jumped onto the indescribable black mist body of the Chaos God and swung his sword firmly.

"Pfft-"

(End of this chapter)