Qiao Qiao seemed to hear the buzz of the world.

Buzz –

In just an instant, with Qiao Qiao's palm as the center, an area spread.

The dazzling thunder, the overflowing light, and the god-killing spear have all lost their original brilliance in this area.

The thunder was silent, the splendor was dim, and the spears were rusty.

In this small area, the anomaly index has dropped to an extremely low value of less than double digits.

This means a reconstruction of the laws of reality.

The changes don't stop there.

The flesh and blood encompassed in the space no longer existed, only moss remained, and the composition of matter in the air changed, from a highly toxic fog to a clean air that could be breathed.

The power armor on Qiao Qiao's body lost a certain amount of activity and became heavy.

And Pheren. Stoker, the claws are gone, the hooves are back to their original shapes, and the horns on their heads are shattered.

Here, it is now a world that belongs to the [reality].

Starting from the most basic laws of energy, the rules of the composition and decomposition of matter, the laws of the operation of the world, everything, have been re-anchored.

This is the Einstein Augmented Reality Anchor.

As the name suggests, a miracle that enhances reality.

Feron. Stoker's eyes widened, and everything that was happening in front of him was beyond his comprehension.

What is it?

Where is this?

Who am I?

He couldn't sense the presence of the gods, and he couldn't use the strange powers, and it was as if they had been erased from reality.

He became a normal human again.

This feeling of emptiness didn't last long.

Qiao Qiao's fist has already come.

Smack-

The fist wrapped under the metal hit Faeron. Stoker's face.

Teeth and blood flying, Pheren. Stoker's entire face was twisted by his fists and he fell to one side.

Qiao Qiao closed the Einstein Augmented Reality Anchor at this time.

In an instant, the power armor became light again.

Feron. Stoke reverted to his horned demonic form.

But the wounds on my body have not gone away.

This is what Qiao Qiao saw, the future in three seconds.

He took a step forward and caught up with Fallon. Stoke.

Fists, swinging out like a storm.

"Eula, Ola, Ola, Ola!"

The fist that surpassed the speed of sound seemed to diverge into a myriad of arms, and landed on Faeron almost at the same time. Stoker's body.

With each blow, spiritual power penetrated the opponent's body.

The demon's charred skin jumps with white light.

Feron. Stoke was still in shock, the mysterious change just now was too much for him to accept.

Before he became a demon, he was a devout priest.

Firmly believe in God's salvation, go ascetic, and dedicate yourself to your faith.

However, it was because of this that he was ostracized by the rest of the church and betrayed by those he had saved.

Deeply feeling that mankind has lost the bathing of God's gifts. Stoker, who chose to degenerate into a demon.

Since there is no one to sanction them, it is up to me!

The existence of demons is a necessary evil for God, Pheren. Stoker, willing to bear the stigma for the sake of his faith.

But now.

That's all that just now.

God is dead.

Feron. Stoke realized.

Humanity has finally created something that can take over the power of the gods.

This is absolute blasphemy!

As God's favored man, he must be eliminated!

He regained consciousness.

Despite the fact that the body has been riddled with holes, Faeron. Stoker really woke up.

His eyes glowed red.

"Ahhh

Feron. Stoke roared.

He raised his hand and clenched his fist in response.

"It's useless......"

However, the first punch was caught by Qiao Qiao with one hand.

The other fist, too, was caught.

The two just looked at each other.

Qiao Qiao's head fell back slightly, and then hit it hard.

Click-

The sound of bones shattering was heard.

Feron. The horns on Stoker's head were literally broken this time.

His eyes were dizzy, and it was as if a mine had exploded in his brain.

Qiao Qiao's head hammer is not an ordinary head hammer.

It's a spiritual power head!

The blow just now directly smashed the excess spiritual power into Fei Lun. Stoker's mind.

Now, the spiritual power that belongs to Qiao Qiao is working with Fei Lun. Stoker's spiritual power swelled, entangled, and devoured each other.

"Huh?"

Qiao Qiao suddenly saw that in Faerun. In Stoker's head, there seemed to be a seed.

The seed is located near the forehead and is deeply rooted in it.

The seeds had sprouted, and the spreading roots had penetrated into Feren. Every nook and cranny of Stoker's body.

The black seeds were surrounded by Qiao Qiao's spiritual power, but they still maintained the depth of the pitch black.

"Professor Taketori, what is this?"

Qiao Qiao blasted Feron on the side. Stoker, so he couldn't get up, asked.

"Seeds? What seeds? ”

Professor Taketori brought up the picture that was synchronized with Qiao Qiao's vision.

"Huh? This is ......."

She was slightly surprised.

"I see, I see, it's no wonder that humans can degenerate into weirdness and use spirit-slaying at the same time......"

Professor Taketori seemed to understand something.

"Qiao Jun, that is the soul jade left behind by the weirdness of the old god level, and it is also Fei Lun. The source of Stoker's current strength. ”

On the side, Abe Shi looked at the data around Qiaoqiao's power armor and suddenly spoke.

"The numbers are climbing, and this guy is going to blow himself up?"

"Qiao Jun, leave quickly!"

Kurayama Ruishi shouted.

But in front of Qiao Qiao, Fei Lun, who was beaten to a bloody blur. Stoke, however, had already begun to swell.

He himself was in disbelief and didn't understand what was happening

In the center of his forehead, a slit opened, and pure black eyes opened from it.

Buzz –

Feron. Stoke suddenly turned into a mixture of flesh and blood, wrapped around Qiao Qiao, and tightly wrapped around his body.

Bang –

He exploded.

At first, it was a ripple that distorted space.

Everywhere the ripples went, the earth cracked, flesh evaporated, and monsters shattered.

Next, there's the vacuum.

The air of hell seemed to be drained, silence came, and all dust fell to the ground.

Finally, a black light pierced through the crimson canopy, dragging the world into the abyss of eternal darkness.

Outside the borders of hell, Professor Taketori hurried out of his tent.

She saw that in that black desperate situation, some kind of power was about to come out.

At the same time, the borders of hell have shrunk dramatically.

The two have reached a balance that is on the verge of collapse, and it is about to pour out.

Professor Taketori raised his hand.

In his hand, I don't know when I picked up a forked branch.

There are several colorful buds on the branches, which will not open, which is extremely pitiful.

Hmmm-

With a slight brush of the branch, the unsettling agitation disappeared instantly.

The borders of hell are like tame pets, and the light gradually dims.

At this moment, the border of hell has become extremely small, extremely small.

In the middle of the charred land.

"Wow!"

A man in power armor fell from the void out of nowhere.

Smash in the dirt.