The power of a mortal can burst out is beyond the imagination of an extraordinary person. Mother Earth has witnessed a seemingly breezy but terrifying slash from Gmekros, so it will not make the mistake of underestimating the enemy again. Although it had always believed that the other party had no chance of defeating it, it was still unwise to allow the terrifying earthlings of this identity to drain the energy of its shield.

So it shot.

Without chanting any magic, its power has long since melted into the earth. The loose and damp soil of the ground quickly cracked, exposing hard, dry rock. There was a loud noise, and a giant hand of gray rock with sharp claw tips emerged from behind Grisenda, and with a violent vibration and a terrifying roar, the behemoth landed with lightning speed, creating a deep pit of smoke.

"Boom!"

It wasn't enough, Mother Earth mused in her heart.

Outside the hills, the huge and heavy clouds grew denser and denser, so low that they seemed to be about to hang to the ground. In the black mist, a faint, blue, shining light emerged. The light grew brighter and more violent, and finally coalesced into a thick white lightning bolt that pierced the ground in an instant, cracking the rocks inch by inch and destroying all the vegetation.

The hill was almost leveled.

But the tragic pause after the thunder did not last long, and the earth began to tremble again. When the next thick thunderbolt fell, the ground suddenly stretched out two huge hands that almost wanted to cover the sky, flew upward, and fell suddenly. But Ishidite didn't have a chance to touch the ground intact, and its bottom flashed with a thousand feet of white light. With a few bolts of lightning, an unstoppable thunderbolt blasted from the ground and broke through all obstacles above. Blue shadows flashed between the lightning and flint, and those stone hands paused, scattered and shattered into several boulders and fell, smashing out several deep pits.

"Is it worth paying with your life for the sake of the inevitable failure?"

Mother Earth hid in the shadows, and instead of moving her mouth, she used a strange magic to make a trembling sound. It knew that Grisenda had heard the question, but she didn't respond—maybe the nearly crumbling flash cracks had broken her vocal system, but maybe it was for something more complicated.

The dark clouds began to gather downward like a tornado, and the dark and cloudy air with a faint thunder light converged around the figure who was constantly stepping on the falling boulder, forming a terrifying and fantastical picture. The walls of the underground labyrinth had long since been destroyed, and most of the stones had been weaponized by Mother Earth: some like thorns, some like arrows, some like shields, but many more, they were piled up in the clearing beside the hills, getting higher and more intimidating.

Sometimes, big changes happen in a split second. Delirium-stricken Glicenta saw a mountain stacked through the crack in the claws one second, and the next it turned into a terrifyingly large giant.

A few kilometers away in the colony, countless colonists witnessed the incredible scenes that were happening in the distance. Everyone present, including Scheller, was shocked to the soul by this mysterious and terrifying monster. In the evening, the sky is about to get dark, the sunset and a touch of sunset wander above the vast dome, the orange-red clouds and the dark skyline reflect the faint starry sky, a terrifying puppet with no facial features and taller than a mountain is slowly raising its uneven head, and countless boulders seem to be attracted to the sky, making its upper body gradually stitched together. The unbelievable and shuddering scenery rises on the earth like a portrait of an irrational painter, intimidating all things.

At this moment, people from several kilometers away were shocked and frightened to see a slender blue lightning appear. Grimenda was expressionless, and without thinking, he rushed forward with a volley of boulders.

The giant roared—the sound of hard boulders squeezing against each other—and swung his terrifyingly large right hand, tearing at the deafening cracking of the air, and struck at the pitifully small Grisenda.

Glicenta—it's hard to tell whether it was Glicenta or the instinct of destruction who was controlling her body at this point—narrowed her eyes. The blue light in the cracks in the skin flickered for a moment, and then the man and the sword were like lightning—lightning should be said—and circled the outstretched stone hand several times at a speed so fast that it was not allowed to blink. If there is a great sage and a powerful person who can stand by unscathed, he will observe a graceful silk thread of blue-white halos spinning around the stone hand several times. But in fact, the so-called blue-white silk thread is still wide when viewed from the side - that is the trajectory of the blade of the Thundering Sword.

In an instant, there was a forest of rubble. Stonehand crumbled into a pile of smooth-cut stones along the path of the halo and fell from the sky.

In an instant, Grisenda slashed around her arm all the way to her shoulder. She had taken one of the terrible monster's arms away, but that wasn't the real way to defeat her opponent.

Mother Earth, who was hiding somewhere, was manipulating the huge stone giant while muttering in an increasingly nervous voice:

"It's too big, it's going to be exposed, it's going to be exposed...... I've been hiding here for hundreds of years, and all my plans can't be ruined in your hands......"

It regretted telling her so much, and even regretted why it couldn't get the information about its opponent clearer, and the battle was more fierce and powerful than it could have imagined. Hundreds of years ago, those demigods who underestimated the enemy made such a mistake and died under the sword of the sword master one by one, and today, everything that happens today is unacceptable.

"Who are you?"

It remembered the old surname that Gricenta had mentioned, and some bad premonitions arose.

Grisenda didn't respond to its question, her eyes fixed on a crater in the ground behind Golem. She was keenly aware that Mother Earth was hiding there. But it didn't take long to observe, and the stone giant's distorted face without facial features once again blocked her vision, making it clear that he didn't want her to have any chance to get close to the main body. Her chaotic brain was unusually calm at this point: she found that although the battle was fierce, Mother Earth herself had not switched places. Grisenda speculated that the other party could not move, and even though Mother Earth was not a threat herself—but she did not dare to vouch for that—the mountain-like Golem was still a formidable enemy.

Glicenta Malan held her sword up to the right side of her face, the tip of her sword facing forward, her feet on Golem's shoulders, and slammed towards its head. Her throat had been torn apart, but if she could, she would have uttered the word "ruling". Caught off guard, Mother Earth gave up this shoulder—and in order to save her head, Golem's other hand slapped hard at where Grisenda was.

"Boom!"

There was another loud bang that shook the sky. Boulders and boulders, boulders and thunderbolts collided together, and in an instant a vacuum was blasted almost in the center of the explosion, a wave of chaotic space, rippling in the void - but the ripple was not gentle at all, on the contrary, it swept away the trees, destroyed the hills, leveled the earth around them, and almost destroyed the Golem's sideways.

It's not enough.

The tip of Grisenda's sword stabbed upward, and countless dark clouds in the sky thundered again. Those blue rays of light gathered and agitated more and more, and finally under the guidance of the Thundering Sword, they converged into a blue-white hideous dragon.

With the swing of the long sword, the thunderbolt followed the direction of the tip of the sword and pierced through the stone giant's head, almost splitting its huge body in two. She circled around Golem's shattered body, shattering all the stones that could no longer gather.

Now is the time.

It was not so much another thunderbolt as a meteor mixed with thunder falling to the ground. The target of Glicenta's whereabouts is the manipulator hiding underground. This blow would have been almost unstoppable unless it had been a strong enemy. Her armor had long since been shattered by the battle and the surging energy, and the special cloak had been destroyed, except for the sword made of alien meteorite iron.

Thunder exploded in mid-air, just a few steps away from Mother Earth. A transparent shield that had been hidden blocked between the two sides, and for a moment Grisenda felt the horror of her own power reaction. There was another loud bang, and all she felt was the pain of her body about to explode—if she still felt herself—and then she saw herself fall to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

"Poor earthling, you will die here......"

Roars, explosions, and twists all came together. This is a huge tremor that is more terrifying, more terrifying, and more terrifying than an earthquake. It would be utter blasphemy for the merciful gods to allow such an ugly worm to be added to the ranks of the handsome and beautiful demigods—a collection of all greed and abhorrence, and its sheer size is enough to break anyone's psychological defenses. If Golem still has a human form and a hint of familiarity, then the colossal creature that now emerges from the ground will inevitably become a nightmare for anyone who dares to keep it in their memory.

Mother Earth is not as simple as hiding the lower half of her body in the ground and only exposing her upper body. It only reveals a tiny, tiny part of the body that other non-ordinary people can imagine. And now there is a huge demon scattered with scattered boulders on its body—a giant ant so huge that it pierces through the clouds and stands between heaven and earth. Looking at the six limbs and legs that were unimaginably thick, but pitifully thin compared to the body, and the countless hideous eyes that were far more than she had ever seen, Gricenta Malan instantly understood the truth that it had been hidden in the ground for hundreds of years and had not moved.

"Earthlings, your strength has been proven. If I had been given another chance, I would ask you to help me with a trivial task. But now it's too late. I've revealed my true identity, and Gmercross will come back to find me...... Even if I could get out of here like I did hundreds of years ago, you wouldn't survive tonight. Such an outcome is avoidable for both you and me. ”

Grisenda rose from the rubble. She was naked except for the horrible cracks—if the ring that still glowed steadily in a deep purple glow wasn't a piece of clothing. No one pays attention to her perfect form anymore. The tremendous power that has been unleashed to nowhere is being turned into an eternal blow. She was lifted by lightning like a goddess, and raised her sword above her head in the light of the slowly rising moon.

The blue-white halo rippled again, drawing a perfect arc. Darkness shrouded the land, and the stars and the moon shone a gentle light without dust in the earth. The arc of light begins at the top and falls step by step in front of her and then at her feet, forming a semicircle. The tip of the sword—or the tip of the pen—spun around, slid behind her back, and was about to return to where it started.

She drew a circle with her sword, and she stood still in the center of the circle. The beautiful blue-and-white circle was about to be stitched together, and it had somehow coincided with the full moon behind Grisenda. Mother Earth and Glicenta themselves knew that this was no coincidence, and both beings understood what a magnificent sight would arise when the flickering electricity on the Thundering Sword and the initial blue halo were spliced together.

This stunning picture is finally sublimated and frozen when the full moon is complete. Grisenda's torn throat quivered, muffled, and uttered a sentence that was weak and inconspicuous, but could bring back some inconsequential trifles:

"Thunder under the Moon......"

At the last second, Grisenda Malan remembered the trivial events that had happened on that ordinary night, and witnessed how the extremely beautiful sword qi with the swaying electric tail pierced the sky, sliced the transparent shield of Mother Earth, and sliced the hill-like insect-like creature into left and right pieces from top to bottom. The sound of the worm falling to the ground reached Ilmari dozens of kilometers away, and the colony a few kilometers away experienced an earthquake directly. The earthquake shook the walls of Clay's tomb and sealed the ancient tomb forever and completely in eternal silence, never to be set foot again for thousands of years.