Chapter 467: The Sword of Almighty
"In this world, there are abilities that you can't copy."
Xingle said this, stepped on the beach, and looked at Yamozhuo, the confidence and smile on his face made Yamozhuo feel like he was being underestimated.
"I am Amozhuo, and what my master gave me is the power of this ability to copy, I can copy the ability of all races, aliens, gods, and superpowers, there is no ability that I can't copy."
Amoro stood up and made such a declaration, as if to say that he was an omnipotent god, but after hearing this, Xingle only had the urge to laugh, because he knew very well...
Omnipotence, but the delusion of the loser, does not exist, God can't, God can't, neither can their originator, so there is never any so-called 'omnipotence', it's just some kind of foolish delusion.
A machine, also with?
"When the stupid words are done, it's time for me to send you to the oven and make you accept your end."
As he spoke, Xingle raised the sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Yamozhuo, and even the battle intent on his body began to appear extremely boiling.
"As I said, I'm able to replicate all abilities, including your bugstar virus antibodies and armament."
As he spoke, his body fluctuated, and a silver-gray long sword with the same structure as the Gashakon King Sword appeared in his hand, and he said to Xingle:
"I'll take your..."
ββββββοΌοΌοΌ But before he could finish speaking, a sword light had already flashed, and a sword cut off Yamozhuo's right hand, and it was cut off without even counting the time.
βοΌοΌοΌβ The siren roared wildly, Yamozhuo immediately rose into the air and distanced himself from Han Xingle, the scene just now was really weird, as if if if he didn't pay attention, his head would be cut off, it was terrifying.
How could it be... The system doesn't know how?! Is there really an ability that I can't replicate?!
No! I'm Amozhuo, and I don't have a power that I can't copy, and there's no ability I can't copy!
As if to negate such an outcome, countless missiles and planetary bodies appeared around Amozhuo's body, and they shot out all of them at Xingle below, trying to kill Xingle on the spot.
"Innocent!"
As soon as he pulled the trigger of the Gashakon King Sword, which had already been activated, the ultimate ability of the Gashakon King Sword was immediately activated, for the sake of his master.
The pale lightning suddenly flashed in front of Xingle, forming a barrage net, knocking down all of Yamozhuo's attacks, all of them into particles of energy, without any residue.
ββββββοΌοΌοΌ And in this particle of light, a rope of silver light wrapped around Xingle's arm, and at the other end, Amozhuo pulled the rope to pull Xingle up, wanting to destroy it, but Xingle just said softly:
"Purse."
ββββββοΌοΌοΌ A wave affected the entire planet, and then, the line that kept the entire planetary time flow stopped.
Everything stopped, time in the true sense of the word, stopped.
The flying sand solidified in mid-air, the waves of the sea froze like ice sculptures, and the seagulls flying in the sky froze lifelike like specimens.
People can't move, and everything that comes over is as if it's lost momentum, and it doesn't stop at any point.
This is not a speed inconsistency caused by ultra-high speed, this is a real phenomenon of time stopping, and Xingle has done such a thing with just a few words.
"......" Seeing everything that happened like this, Xingle silently grabbed the silver light rope wrapped around his arm, asked it to let go of his arm, and then looked at Yamozhuo, who was looking down at him in the sky, but was also frozen, turned his holy sword into a burst mode, and silently walked directly under Yamozhuo.
Smackββ! With a slight snap of his fingers, countless swords of light appeared around Yamozhuo's side, not in the form of a circle, but in an all-round way without dead ends, and the tips of the sword were all aimed at Yamozhuo's body, but they hadn't been pierced yet.
"Restart."
ββββββοΌοΌοΌ In this instant, the world resumes the flow of time.
ββββββοΌοΌοΌ Thousands of swords of light immediately burst through Amozhuo's body, causing Amozhuo's body to immediately malfunction and fall towards the sand below.
Falling to the sand, Amozhuo was just about to get up, but the muzzle of the railgun had already reached him, and the energy on it had been filled.
βbangοΌβ
ββββββοΌοΌοΌ The light of the starlight burst out, striking and scorching Amozhuo's body, sending him flying out in a daze, and the sparks like a short circuit sent Amozhuo flying more than ten meters away again.
Seeing that Yamozhuo fell down and rolled on the sand, and the nanomechanical recovery speed of his body was getting worse and worse, Xingle indifferently looked at Yamozhuo who was easily toyed with by himself, and said bluntly:
"You said you're going to kill me? Just by virtue of... You? β
"......" Yamozhuo didn't speak, he didn't notice what was going on just now, his system had already concluded that as long as he didn't figure out what Han Xingle had just done, he didn't have much chance of winning.
Yes, there is not much chance of winning, this is the conclusion that Yamozhuo has reached, obviously, he still thinks that he has the power to bring down Han Xingle, but... He didn't understand what Xingle's current ability was.
"More data is needed...!!"
Standing up again, the Yamozhuo in front of him immediately had red eyes, and his hot eyes shot fiercely, and he shot at Xingle in a wave.
And Xingle looked at the hot gaze that was about to shoot in front of him, and he didn't blink his eyes, and then, something unexpected, appeared.
ββββββοΌοΌοΌ In the next moment, the space in front of Xingle was distorted, no, connected.
The thermal gaze seemed to enter some kind of spatial gap, plunging into nothingness, and then, on the side of Amozhuo's head, a hot gaze came out of it and hit Amozhuo's face, interrupting the use of Amozhuo's abilities.
"It was... Connecting the spaces? I see, you've connected the spaces, and that's what you're capable of. β
As if he finally understood, Yamozhuo said the trick used by Xingle, thinking that these strange attacks of Xingle were all done by connecting the space, in that case, he would copy this ability to fight against Xingle.
As soon as Yamozhuo, who had regained his body, raised his hand, countless spatial ripples appeared beside Xingle, and he was about to emerge from it.
"You're so funny."
Xingle just said this, and then... The direction in which the spatial ripples were aligned, immediately turned to the direction of the sub-demon.
"What...!!"
Spatial ripples directly connected to the deep sea penetrate tens of thousands of tons of water pressure in the direction of the air.
ββββββοΌοΌοΌ The high-pressure jet of water is a natural weapon that can be destroyed even by metal, and the impact of the water jet directly broke through Yamozhuo's body, and before he could even resist, his body was pierced by dozens of jets of water.
βοΌοΌοΌ Connecting the Spaces... Controlled?! β
The repulsed Amozhuo was holding the wound in his body that was being urgently repaired, and the system was urgently calculating and analyzing what had just happened, what the hell was that... Could it be that he controlled the spatial link that he had unleashed... No, it's distorted the space where the space connection port is located.
"You said you knew... You simply don't understand, what you intend to copy! β
Xingle raised his hand in anger and waved at the air in front of him, and a surging cyclone immediately stirred up at the feet of Amoro, and in just an instant, a very small tornado lifted Amoro into the sky.
"Death Blaster!!
Raising the railgun in his hand, the muzzle of Xingle accumulated a different blue light, it was not the light of the starlight, but the light of the dragon, it was... Drakemon's Death Blaster.
ββββββοΌοΌοΌ Pulling the trigger, the bursting wave of dragon energy hit the Almozhuo in the air, slamming into the body of the Almozhuo, causing a powerful explosion in the air.
βοΌοΌοΌβ Returning the Gashakon King Sword to Holy Sword Mode, Xingle immediately swung his blade, and several Oriental Dragons composed of blue light immediately appeared around him, and with a wave of Xingle's sword, all of them rushed towards the falling Yamozhuo in the sky.
βοΌοΌοΌβ
ββββββοΌοΌοΌ Before he could defend himself, the dragons bit him down and knocked him to the ground.
"Show me... How much can you replicate, the power of the Almighty Sword? β
Raising the holy sword in his hand, a cyclone immediately formed, condensing the scattered energy in the air together, not only that, but even spinning at high speed, spinning into... A blue whirling ball of light.
"The ugly words are said before, some abilities you can't copy, and some abilities, if you copy them, it won't have any effect."
Xingle finished speaking coldly, and then the ball of light in front of him, which was originally only the size of a baseball, immediately swelled up, directly turning into the level of a construction iron ball, and Xingle slammed it even harder and threw the ball over.
ββββββοΌοΌοΌ The explosion immediately sent a huge amount of sand into the sky and sprinkled it on the road along the coast of Los Angeles.
βοΌοΌοΌβ Yamozhuo fell on the beach, and there were still many wounds on his body, although his own nanomachinery was repairing the wounds, but if it continued like this, the nanomachinery would not have time to repair it.
ββββββοΌοΌοΌ Green crystals appeared in the body, and new nanomachines were created directly in the body of the sub-demon.
"Don't give up yet? You're going to have to hold on a little longer, I've been slashing demons for days, and I need something fresh to chop up. β
In the smoke, Xingle's leisurely strolling figure walked over, not stained with ash on his body, and the holy sword in his hand shone brightly.
And in the eyes of Amoro... The threat level of Xingle is rising rapidly......