Chapter 757 - 347: Do You Know Why the Mimicry Master Doesn’t Dare to Imitate Deadpool?

With the furious assault of Lu Wenwu, whether it was his illusion or not, the movements of the God of Justice and Judgment seemed to become more agile.

Beam after beam of dazzling light condensed in the void, piercing towards another giant like a raging dragon.

"Faith and miracles..."

Lu Wenwu punched each one, exploding the war spears condensed from Holy Light consecutively.

His eyes never left the body of the God of Justice and Judgment, and any minute change did not escape his gaze.

"With the death of the followers, without the amplification of fervent prayers throughout the city, His great power has gradually declined a bit... but the wisdom assimilated by faith and the Law has somewhat returned..."

It’s hard to say whether this is good or bad.

But in the current situation, regaining a portion of reason is far better than allocating all skill points to power.

In the first few minutes of the battle, it was purely Lu Wenwu single-handedly pounding a sandbag.

Until the Holy City of Light beneath his feet was completely destroyed, the followers mostly died, the God of Justice and Judgment barely gained a tiny bit of battle intelligence, no longer simply releasing that stuck divine art like a machine.

On the Dharma Divine Ring, the balance scale solidified, rising with scorching Holy Light that penetrated through the heavens and earth.

The mighty divine power like the stairway to Heaven tore apart the regrouping clouds, stirring the magic power and elements between heaven and earth.

Vast quantities of elements collided at the ruins of the Holy City, some fortunate followers who had not yet died finally regained a little reason from the peculiar fulfillment brought by the Divine Descent.

But only a little.

They watched with wide eyes as their already ruined bodies became fuel for the burning Holy Flame, birthing some sort of invisible black airflow.

These airflows seemed to be the resentment of the resentful souls who died unjustly in the city, pouring into the body of the God of Justice and Judgment from the most secret corners.

His originally pure golden eyes now bore a black star.

Within that gaze filled with divinity, a hint of human emotion finally emerged.

It was... fury!

Holy Light flowed like liquid over his body, seemingly the blood of the God.

Wherever the Holy Light passed, the fractured armor surged with waves, squirming and growing new armor to cover the God’s body, as if it had life.

"Heretic, judgment!"

Suddenly, in the empty right hand of the God of Justice and Judgment, a flame longsword entirely composed of Holy Flame appeared.

Countless rays of light erupted from the divine ring behind Him, transmitting along His arm, finally bursting from the tip of the flame longsword.

"Die!"

The intense sword light exploded, as if a super-nuke had detonated on this wasteland.

This strike had completely overshadowed the sun’s brilliance.

Even people hundreds of kilometers away from the Holy City of Light couldn’t help but look up, seeing the second sun rising.

The blinding torrent covered Lu Wenwu’s body, unparalleled light and heat instantly engulfing him.

Yet, when everything gradually dissipated, Lu Wenwu’s perfectly proportioned golden body still stood there, sneering at the culprit behind the attack.

The elemental gang wind formed by the shattering of Wind Elements swept over the ruins of the Holy City.

Standing in the pit blasted by this strike, the dragon scales on Lu Wenwu’s body remained as bright as new.

The black and red aura swirled, the turbulent Purgatory Dragon Breath flickering and burning.

He seemed not to have suffered a scratch.

"God of Ascension to Divinity Tier..."

Lu Wenwu reached out, gently brushing his left chest.

There, embedded, was a Law of Judgment fragment composed of Sword Intent and Divine Power, wedged in his dragon scales with unrivaled Defense.

After removing it, the dragon scales rapidly repaired at a visible speed, restored to pristine condition in the blink of an eye.

"The level of purity is somewhat disappointing to me."

The smile on his face disappeared at some point, stepping forward with large strides towards his opponent.

This heavy step made the earth tremble, the terrifying Power tearing apart the element waves that had just regained some serenity.

Countless Holy Flames burned fiercely on this wasteland but couldn’t hinder Lu Wenwu at all.

"Heretic!!!"

The blackness in the eyes of the God of Justice and Judgment increased.

Divinity continually receded, the human desires and emotions of that part growing.

He roared angrily, slashing the second sword, third sword, fourth sword!

Numerous mushroom clouds and explosions rose on Lu Wenwu.

This Power, enough to instantly destroy a city, struck on those heavy dragon scales yet could barely break through their surface Defense.

Only the strongest attacks that fused Law and divine Power could barely penetrate a line through the dragon scales.

Yet it was merely a line, barely harming Lu Wenwu’s body.

Lu Wenwu just walked through countless streams of divine art, stepping through flames and lightning, slowly but surely walking up to the furious God of Justice and Judgment.

A punch, swung out!

The Military Killing Fist was unrivaled in slaughter, the fist added with the Demon God Battle Lance penetrated the opponent’s chest instantly, bursting through the back.

The body of the God of Justice and Judgment stumbled backward and fell, the massive empty space in His body continuously spraying faint golden liquid Holy Light.

A God, such an ultimate life-form born from the fusion of faith and Power, inherently exists to distort the concepts of reality.