The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 511 - 401: I’m Not an Ordinary Niu Ma_2

Chapter 511: Chapter 401: I’m Not an Ordinary Niu Ma_2

However, Liu Zheng only showed a look of disdain.

"Playing god and messing with ghosts."

Not to mention that these attendants were already dead, even when they were alive, they weren’t followers of Guna.

The thought of Guna manipulating them to flatter him made him want to laugh uncontrollably.

Seeing his mocking expression, Guna became even more furious.

He pulled on the flag, and the attendants immediately flew up, swooping down at Liu Zheng like vultures.

"Reincarnate in a different world in your next life."

He sighed, swinging a hoof towards the sky.

With no specific technique, just sheer violence, he unleashed a punch as fierce as an industrial fan.

The momentum of the attendants was instantly stopped by the punch, hanging in the air.

But as Liu Zheng’s Fist Power was about to reach them, the fluids in their bodies suddenly floated up, forming a colorful shield.

"Pfft!"

The Fist Power struck the shield, making an indescribable sound.

The impacted area bulged upwards, directly exploding an unfortunate attendant into pieces.

However, even as his hoof had completely sunk into the concave formed by the shield, the shield remained incredibly tough.

"Disgusting."

Feeling the slimy wetness at the tip of his hoof, Liu Zheng showed a look of disgust.

"A Straight Punch didn’t work, huh? Then try this."

He stepped back with his right hind hoof and stomped down fiercely.

"Boom!"

The sound of the stomp, like a cannonball exploding, shook the entire room.

The smaller pieces of furniture were lifted off the ground, and decorations like vases and cups shattered all over.

"Hey!"

Using the rebounding force, Liu Zheng exhaled and swung his left front hoof across his chest, his right front hoof thrusting skyward, striking the shield again.

It was one of the Twelve Cannon Hammers, the Sky-reaching Cannon!

"Pfft!"

The sound of the hoof clashing with the shield was still hard to describe, but this time the shield didn’t arch up high; instead, it was directly blown upwards by the shaking Fist Power, sending all the attendants flying into mid-air, then crashing down heavily.

The consolidated shield turned into a puddle of filth, and those attendants reverted to a pile of motionless corpses.

"Your turn now."

Liu Zheng lowered his hoof and walked toward Guna at a leisurely pace.

He had enjoyed watching videos of mini ponies for a while, so he had learned their way of walking.

Needless to say, it was much more elegant than the way Niu Ma walked.

Guna didn’t respond, just silently watched him.

As Liu Zheng passed the puddle of filth, it suddenly recongealed into a shimmering cylindrical body, lunging at him.

"This again, just can’t teach an old dog new tricks."

Without even lifting his eyelids, he directly slapped the cylindrical body into a spray of water.

The formless Qi Force blew the water droplets away, not a single drop landing on him.

Guna’s expression darkened as he watched the scene.

In fact, the earlier attendants playing as living dead and the whip of filth were just feints; Guna’s real intention was to deposit some of that filth on Liu Zheng.

However, Liu Zheng’s casually swung punches always came with wind, what was originally a flaw in not being able to control his own strength incidentally created a massive advantage.

Of course, even if he could precisely control his strength, he would still intentionally produce a gust with his punches.

Having mingled in Metropolis for so long and having witnessed the hazards of "Blood Healing" in Yate, he wouldn’t let these clearly questionable fluids touch him.

"Such a troublesome mortal."

Guna spoke in a chilling tone.

"You gods are the real trouble. Like you, don’t you also have a lesser-known form of Guna?"

"Why do you want to play games, why not just play directly with the lesser-known Guna? You two are of the same spirit, whatever games you play are up to you, even if you play yourselves to death, no compensation needed. Why bother us mortals?"

As Liu Zheng spoke, he approached Guna.

"I said you’re going to die, are you ready now?"

He raised his hoof and asked.

"It is you who will die, mortal!"

Kunguna suddenly straightened up, and the flag he raised pierced toward Liu Zheng like a spear.

"No way, you’re supposed to be a God, why are all your moves so dirty?"

He retorted sarcastically while swinging his hoof.

The collision of his hoof and the enemy’s "eye" unleashed a gust that made the wind flitter unceasingly through Kunguna’s robe.

"Thud! Thud! Thud!"

Liu Zheng was pushed back three steps by the recoil, while Kunguna stepped back only one, sending a beauty’s corpse into a scattered Blood Fog.

From the number of steps they retreated, this round was greatly in Kunguna’s favor.

After all, it was just strength imitated from a cosplay outfit, not a perfect replica.

And the opponent was a legitimate God, and a local from Metropolis, not some country bumpkin from Yate.

However, Liu Zheng looked completely unfazed, just rotating his hoof casually.

Kunguna, on the other hand, stared solemnly at his flag, where a clear hoof print was embedded right in the eye.

"How is that possible?"

His tone was filled with disbelief.

This wasn’t a tongue, but his flag, essentially a conglomerate of Divine Power.

Mortals might harm Him, but cannot alter the shape of the Divine Power.

Now that His flag bore a hoofprint, it meant the structure of that section of Divine Power was destroyed.

"How could a mortal possibly injure a God?!"

Kunguna exclaimed.

"No way, have you been dumbing down your brain by staying too long in the countryside?"

Liu Zheng said, speechless.

"You might bluff outside, but aren’t there a bunch of mortals in Metropolis who could beat you down?"

Even he, a low-grade version of Niu Ma, was exchanging blows back and forth with Kunguna, let alone Niu Ma himself.

As for the Legendary delivery man, probably one punch could make him crap out.

"Insulting a God, death!"

His vulnerability wounded, this time Kunguna was truly enraged.

He plunged both hands into his bulging belly, then tore it open right there.

A fetus version of Kunguna burst out, attached with a long umbilical cord, and charged at Liu Zheng.

"Holy shit!"

He was shocked for a moment, then hastily waved his hoof.

A fast and sharp thrusting punch hit right on the top of the fetal Kunguna’s head.

Usually, the skulls of infants aren’t tightly fused, so there are many gaps, called fontanelles.

The diamond-shaped gap formed by the joint sutures between the frontal and parietal bones on the top is called the anterior fontanelle, the largest one.

Therefore, pediatricians and experienced elderly often advise not to touch an infant’s head carelessly.

However, Liu Zheng’s hoof tip felt no softness, it was like stepping on a titanium alloy steel plate.

"Hiss!"

He pulled back his hoof, leaning on three legs as he retreated voluntarily.

In fact, the strength of the fetal Kunguna wasn’t great, but his cosplay Niu Ma’s Constitution was much inferior to the original.

So, just now Liu Zheng ended up causing himself a minor fracture.

"Feeling the power of a God, mortal? Your cheaply forged body, how could it compare to my natural Divine Body."

Kunguna said proudly.

"That self-satisfied look on your face suits a clown more than a God."

"Value-wise, our battle seems less like between a God and a mortal and more like between a normal person and a clown."

"No wonder you can only come here to vent in this countryside bathhouse instead of enjoying yourself in the heavenly Tian He frequented by Divine beings like Amaterasu omikami."

"Could it be because you’re both ugly and nasty, so you’re barred from bathing in Tian He?"

"So pitiful, so pitiful indeed, shunned by other Gods, only able to split yourself in two to play alone."

"Probably no God willing to pair with you either, right? The fetus must be of your own creation as well, right?"

"For a pathetic God like you, better go find some unseen corner and quietly kill yourself, might even slightly lower the mortality rate of the Metropolis."

"After all, thinking about dying like you, nobody would be willing to die themselves."

Liu Zheng spoke rapidly, yet each word clearly entered Kunguna’s ears.

"Mortal, I want you dead! Ahhhhh!"

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