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Chapter 768 - 432: Hundred-Headed Shooter·Apocalypse

Chapter 768: Chapter 432: Hundred-Headed Shooter·Apocalypse

Can three Demigods stop his vengeance?

What a preposterous statement!

However, every player besieging him did not underestimate him.

They could all feel the deep-seated hatred and resentment within him.

Endless malice seemed to take form, and countless wailing souls let out silent roars behind him.

He had come for vengeance, and any enemy standing in front of him would be swallowed by the Evil Black Mud.

"Evil Black Mud... is as unyielding and resolute as his true self. No wonder it forged such a troublesome existence. It even harnessed the Black Mud Divinity." The handsome youth whispered with a sigh.

He had once studied the Black Mud Divinity with his Contractor during the Seven Kings War, but the twisted malice was not something that humans could control.

It was the embodiment of all human malice, and the user must first bear that endless malice and distortion.

However, this power had created a figure who was close to being an Evil God.

What should he be called? The God of Hatred and Vengeance?

"Chen Tianjiao... do you know his true self?" A player glanced at the handsome young man.

"Well, he’s someone like a relative to me." Chen Tianjiao clasped his hands together and took the lead in launching an attack.

Divine Fire: Primordial!

The extreme flames turned into a pillar of fire that skyrocketed from the mist, erupting with the power that a natural disaster should possess. The ground around them was instantly liquefied.

However, a dark shadow gradually spread within the soaring pillar of fire.

A black, bizarre sphere adorned the top of the Crying Hero’s head. The sphere was covered in cracks and was in tatters, but it brought a tremendous sense of oppression. The approaching Divine Fire was violently devoured by it.

"God Sin, for Divine Weapons!" A Demigod frowned.

One by one, tall figures crawled out of the Black Mud. Their dark flags fluttered without wind. On their pitch-black armors were divine patterns in teal. This was an army of God Slaying soldiers endowed with Divinity.

"Endowed with Divinity?" A Demigod exhaled, indicating that this was difficult to handle.

As for the Crying Hero, despite having the protection of Old Lead, his body had still sustained terrible injuries.

However, a tide-like Black Mud surged from the severed end of his missing right hand.

The Black Mud covered the ground, climbed up the buildings, and seemed to be devouring everything in the world.

Then, a deep, terrifying laughter echoed through the fog.

The soldiers endowed with Black Mud Divinity let out silent roars, and their Chainsaw Axes rang in unison, forming an indestructible barrier.

"I admit you are strong, but this alone is not enough to keep you alive." A Demigod sneered, the flowing light in his hand flickered. A powerful divine power was gathering, and intense lightning flashed in the sky outside the mist.

A Demigod’s cloak swayed, and a strong air current began to condense.

Chen Tianjiao raised his hand again, gathering even stronger flames than before.

Afterwards, all the Demigods stopped their attacks.

Because the ground was shaking, and the buildings covered in Black Mud in the distance were being lifted from the ground.

Black Mud gushed from underground like a fountain, quickly hoisting the buildings.

"Did you think I came all this way without doing anything?" The Crying Hero laughed loudly, streams of Black Mud endlessly gushing from his broken arm.

"How dare you!"

The Thunder Demigod charged towards the distance in an instant, having perceived the Crying Hero’s plan.

The Storm Demigod vanished from the spot without a word.

They quickly rushed towards the floating buildings covered by the Black Mud.

The buildings were originally made of ordinary materials, but at the moment, under the cover of Black Mud, they had been endowed with Divinity.

And the Crying Hero... had the ability to strengthen long-range output!

If these divinely-endowed houses were to smash down from hundreds or even thousands of meters up in the sky, the destruction would be unimaginable!

This was akin to dropping meteorites on Yanyun City, with a population of 400,000 people!

This was the Hundred-Headed Shooter·Apocalypse!

In Great Tang, the Crying Hero had used this technique to kill several of God’s Chosen and hundreds of thousands of creatures.

Under Heavenly Punishment, all beings are equal!

He was the God of Sin and Vengeance!

At this moment, he was about to unleash Heavenly Punishment here.

And the Demigods, they had to destroy all those floating buildings as quickly as possible.

If they still wanted to stop the Crying Hero, their fate could go without saying.

He knew he couldn’t match three Demigods, not even one.

But he had always triumphed over the strong by being weak. With his exceptional battle talents, even Blood River was delighted.

Once he found out he was a Terror Devil, he had already left Black Mud everywhere.

All for the sake of surviving the hands of these Demigods.

He had only one goal, to kill one person.

"Go and protect them, all of you. Otherwise, that despairing pain will spread to your souls." The Crying Hero laughed, but his laughter sounded like crying.

"Otherwise... it will be too late."

"Hahaha."

"What a pitiful performance." Chen Tianjiao did not leave but instead spoke softly to the Crying Hero, "Li Changhe, will you really release this technique here? In Yanyun, where your friends and family are gathered. Here, where Xiao Nan and Chen Yu are. Will you release this technique that will kill them? Your General Mountain, your friends, and your brothers. They are all in Yanyun."

After all his teammates had left, Chen Tianjiao uttered the Crying Hero’s real name.

The Crying Hero’s body paused at the mention of his true name, and his calm voice responded, "It’s been so many years since someone called me by that name... You seem to know me well. Who are you?"

In Great Tang, everyone who knew his name was already dead. No matter how he begged or cried, they were all gone.

Only he was left.

It had been a very long time since he had heard his name.

It had been too long.

"Chen Tianjiao. In normal circumstances, if we were to meet, you’d have to treat me well." Chen Tianjiao glanced at the still-floating buildings in the distance, "You could consider me your brother-in-law."

"Hahaha, Chen Yu and I don’t have that close of a relationship."

"Xiao Nan... could be considered my cousin."

Now that things had reached this point, what was the use of saying all this? The Crying Hero’s cold voice came from underneath the pitch-black Bronze Mask, "Do you want to bet on whether I’ll kill them or not? You’ll be disappointed then. You know me, and I know the official side. I will definitely release Heavenly Punishment, and you will definitely give up killing me to stop Heavenly Punishment."

"That’s right, I’ll definitely go and stop it." Chen Tianjiao whispered softly, "From this perspective, you and I should be considered the same kind of person."

"And I... have already lost everything. Everything I wanted to protect is gone." The Crying Hero spoke coldly, "But you still have them, so you will definitely go and stop it. And I can survive. Go."

Immediately after, he waved his hand.

In the distance, the tall buildings crashed downinstantly, smashing to the ground with the force of a catastrophe.

Hundred-Headed Shooter·Apocalypse!