Genius Noble With System
Chapter 284: Killing True God Peak Abyssal Behemoth

Chapter 284: Killing True God Peak Abyssal Behemoth

But he had no time to admire his strength, as it wasn’t an ordinary battlefield but the battle of the strongest; his strength still didn’t attract attention.

More abyssal monsters were already charging toward him, their howls filled with murderous rage.

His lips curled into a smirk.

"Good. Let’s see how much further I can push myself."

And with that—he vanished once more, stepping deeper into the battlefield.

He started slaughtering everything that came in his path. Due to space rules, his speed was unparalleled, and even in the chaos of battlefields, he still moved freely to destroy countless abyssal monsters.

SLASH! A monstrous abyssal fiend, ten meters tall, was bisected from the waist before it could even react.

BOOM! A gigantic abyssal serpent lunged at him, its fangs dripping with corrosive poison—but Apollo simply vanished, reappearing above it.

CRACK!

A casual flick of his fingers—and space itself shattered around the serpent, tearing it into pieces before it even realized what had happened.

The more he fought, the stronger he felt.

His space rules allowed him to dominate the battlefield—moving freely where others struggled, striking with terrifying precision, and disintegrating enemies before they could even perceive death approaching.

His spatial bindings locked down enemies like chains of reality itself.

His Spatial Blades cut through abyssal flesh like a divine executioner’s scythe.

But as time passed, the battlefield around him began to change. Other stronger creatures slowly started to notice him as he crushed countless abyssal monsters in his path.

And then—

ROOOOOAAAARRR!!!

A monstrous abyssal behemoth was fifty meters tall, clad in abyss-forged armour, and holding a massive war halberd wreathed in devouring shadows—descended upon him.

Its abyssal eyes locked onto Apollo, filled with murderous rage.

This monstrous being was among the closest to the Abyssal warlord, who rivalled the strength of Eternal gods.

It was not a mindless monster that had lost itself to the terrifying darkness of the Abyss, but a predator—one that stood closest to the Abyssal Warlord of the Eternal God Realm. Its strength easily surpassed most True Gods and could even be said to rival that of Peak True Gods.

Apollo’s expression didn’t waver. The air around him trembled as the abyssal behemoth descended like a falling star.

This was no mere abyssal creature—it was a true predator, one step away from the Eternal God Realm.

The battlefield stilled for a moment. Even other abyssal monsters nearby instinctively pulled back, unwilling to be caught in the devastating clash that was about to unfold.

The behemoth raised its war halberd high, the abyssal energy around it surging like a tidal wave. The sheer force of its aura sent cracks through the void, distorting space itself.

"I didn’t expect to meet a human here. Not to mention you are a puny human jumping too much. So now I quietly become my food, as I haven’t tasted human flesh for quite a long time."

Apollo’s smirk widened, his blue eyes gleaming with sharpness.

"You talk too much."

Before the abyssal behemoth could react, he vanished.

A sharp hum filled the air—Space Blade.

SLASH!

A thin, near-invisible spatial tear carved through the battlefield, aimed directly at the behemoth’s neck.

Yet—

CLANG!

The abyss-forged armour barely cracked, the monstrous creature standing firm. A low, mocking chuckle rumbled from its massive chest.

"Pathetic."

With unimaginable speed, the behemoth swung its war halberd—a black crescent of abyssal destruction howled through the air, distorting space itself.

His instincts screamed.

He twisted, shifting through space just as the halberd obliterated his afterimage. The sheer force of the attack created a space rupture, swallowing everything within miles.

Even Apollo’s teleportation was affected—he staggered slightly as he reappeared high above the battlefield, his heart pounding.

"Strong."

For the first time since he entered the war, he felt it—danger. But instead of fear, his blood burned with excitement.

The behemoth grinned, abyssal flames rising from its armour.

"You’re fast, but that won’t save you."

Apollo took a deep breath. Then—the space around him shattered. And in the next instant, he was everywhere.

Hundreds of spatial mirror images of him appeared around the Abyssal behemoth surrounding him in multiple layers of space, stopping him from leaving.

Thousands of spatial slashes rained down as every spatial mirror image attacked together, slicing through the battlefield like a storm of blades.

The Abyssal Behemoth’s eyes widened as the storm of spatial slashes rained down from every direction. Each attack carried a terrifying cutting force, distorting the very fabric of space around it.

Maybe ten or twenty couldn’t do any damage to the Abyssal behemoth, who himself had a strong body and was wearing armour but the numbers were in the thousands or even ten thousands.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The battlefield trembled as countless slashes landed, and this time they carved deep wounds into the behemoth’s abyss-forged armour. Black blood sprayed into the air, sizzling as it burned through the ground like molten lava.

Yet—despite the devastating assault—the behemoth did not fall.

Instead—

ROOOOAAAARRRR!!!

It unleashed a deafening roar, and a black shockwave exploded from its body, distorting space itself!

CRACK!

The countless spatial mirror images shattered, their remnants flickering out of existence.

Apollo’s real body barely managed to phase through space in time, reappearing above the behemoth. His golden eyes gleamed with interest.

"Not bad; you really have tough and thick skin. You didn’t die."

The behemoth roared, abyssal energy coiling around its halberd, forming a swirling black vortex. Its murderous aura intensified, filling the battlefield with suffocating pressure.

"DIE!!!"

With a single swing, the halberd tore through space, its abyssal energy creating an unstoppable black crescent wave that devoured everything in its path.

Apollo’s pupils shrank. "This one’s dangerous."

He didn’t hesitate.

Space twisted—and he disappeared.

But—

BOOOOOOM!!!

The abyssal wave detonated, creating a massive explosion that obliterated everything within a hundred-mile radius! The battlefield was swallowed in darkness as the space was shattered by the sheer destruction.

For a moment—everything was silent.

Then—

High above the battlefield, Apollo reappeared, unscathed. He glanced at his sleeve—a faint tear. The raw attacking power of the Abyssal behemoth was terrifying; even though his body have reached the fifth turn divine body, it would still be destroyed instantly if any attack from it landed, and then it would be game over for him.

But it doesn’t mean his fifth-turn divine body is weak; it just means his level is still at the stage of half-god. If he completed all the nine turns and broke through to void god to truly transform into a god body, only then would he be qualified to face these terrifying attacks.

He wasn’t planning to get hit.

His space rules pulsed around him, intertwining with his primal battle instincts and peak concentration.

The abyssal behemoth, sensing his defiance, snarled and raised its war halberd once more. The air trembled as the weapon pulsed with pure destruction, abyssal energy condensing into a singularity at its edge.

"Destroy!"

With an earth-shattering roar, the behemoth swung its halberd downward, unleashing a massive abyssal crescent wave—one that could cleave an entire small world in half.

Apollo’s blue eyes gleamed. The attack was too strong, but it wasn’t enough.

"Too slow."

—Shatter.

The moment the abyssal wave descended, Apollo vanished.

But not just his body.

The entire battlefield’s space fractured for an instant, and suddenly—

Apollo appeared behind the behemoth.

"I told you. Let’s see if you can handle this."

A chilling spatial distortion coiled around his hand as he pointed a single finger forward.

Then—

Snap.

With that tiny motion, space collapsed into a singularity.

—And the abyssal behemoth froze.

Its abyssal energy, its movements—everything stopped.

The power of the Absolute Space Rule.

Apollo smirked. "Checkmate." As he gathered all his strength.

Then—BOOOOOM!!!

A massive explosion erupted, and the surrounding space around the behemoth’s body exploded and shattered!

The abyssal behemoth’s armour cracked, abyssal energy convulsed, and its colossal form began to shatter like broken glass as the shattered space swallowed it into nothingness, making it disappear from heaven and earth.

Apollo floated in the air, his eyes reflecting the aftermath of his attack. The battlefield had fallen into a momentary silence in his vicinity—the sheer force of the spatial collapse had erased not just the abyssal behemoth but everything within its radius.

Nothing remained. No corpse. No lingering energy. Just emptiness.

The surrounding abyssal creatures instinctively took a step back, their predatory instincts screaming at them—this human was a monster in his own right.

He exhaled slowly, his body still thrumming with the overwhelming power of his space rules. Even though the fight had been brief, the sheer pressure from battling a Peak True God-level entity had pushed him to his limits.

He clenched his fists. "Still not enough."

His current power allowed him to erase beings like the abyssal behemoth but against an Abyssal Warlord? Against the true horrors of the Abyss?

He wasn’t there yet.

But he would be.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes as he turned his attention back to the battlefield. The war wasn’t over. Far from it. The abyssal tide continued to pour in, endless like a nightmare-given form.

But this was already his best, and already many eyes now had noticed him. From now on, it was going to become more difficult.

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