Yafeiluna wiped the palm of her hand, erasing the blood and seawater from the corner of her mouth.
"In the name of the Lord!" the remaining two wraiths were summoned from the void, with their scythes already battered and worn.
Hede retreated to Yafeiluna's side, gasping heavily, an arm gone, his sleeve torn, blood pouring out.
"All my subordinates are dead," Hede said, panting.
"It's okay," Yafeiluna took a deep breath, "the Lord will bless us."
Hede gave a bitter smile, raised the knight's longsword in his hand, and said unwillingly, "If only I had a little more time to subjugate more people with the 'Induction Ceremony'..."
The war reached its finale; the Austrian army, which was historically destined to win, was entirely annihilated.
The Piedmont army surrounded the two, and massive bat rays swam through the air like shadows of demons.
Water elves stepped on the waves, sneering at the two of them.
Sea elves looked down from above, surrounded by their followers, gazing at the two captives.
"Surrender, or death?" The trident, glinting with cold light, pointed at them.
Yafeiluna didn't answer; she chanted a spell, and a thin blue membrane appeared out of nowhere over her, Hede, and the two wraiths.
The sea elf put away the trident and ordered, "Kill!"
Boom!
A roar like a mountain cry and tsunami—bullets, cannon fire, waves, thunder, and earth-shattering forces swirled toward them.
Yafeiluna and Hede didn't even have the desire to resist.
How could they resist?
Crack!
The sky suddenly exploded with a deafening noise.
All those who were besieging them were stunned into a blank mental state.
The two wraiths let out silent roars, and in an instant, just a moment, they turned into two ten-meter-tall shadow demon gods.
One of the shadow demon gods reached out, grabbed a small mountain of dozens of meters and threw it, the earth shattered, and numerous Piedmont soldiers and water elves were crushed to pulp—Mountain Bearer!
"What have you done, Maria!" the sea elf roared, unable to stop his terror.
Hede was equally incredulous, standing at the feet of the demon god like an oversized rabbit.
A narrow escape from the jaws of death, once again a blessing was bestowed by the Lord; Yafeiluna relaxed, her whole body without strength, she sat powerlessly on the corpse of a horse.
Tiredly, she waved her hand and the two demon gods stepped forward, passing by her side.
The sea elf raised the trident high, and fifty meters of sea water crashed down thunderously.
The other shadow demon god, with a mere point of his hand, made the sea water part for them—Water Immersion!
"No!"
The eyes of the two demon gods turned crimson, the air twisted with heat, and the sea elves looked like ornamental fish in a bathtub.
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Now, in Song City, at a café terrace with a view of the sea.
"Watch this!" Li Qianxia focused on the spoon, her clear eyes turning red, and two red beams melted the spoon into molten iron.
"I am now Superman too!" she said proudly.
"Hand." Li Changzhou reminded.
"Ah!" Li Qianxia cried out as the molten iron dripped from the spoon handle onto her hand.
Before Yang Qinglan could release her cold air, Li Changzhou's eyes emitted two blue-white beams, vaporizing the molten iron on the spot.
This was a laser beam.
The blue laser had the strongest frequency and the highest temperature, at least 25,000 degrees Celsius.
Anything hit by this laser beam would vaporize instantly, making it arguably the most merciful way to kill, as there wouldn't be even a moment of pain.
There was also something very miraculous about it—the beam itself didn't radiate heat, perhaps as a way to protect Li Changzhou himself, so it instinctively limited the laser's effects.
The temperature on the terrace only rose slightly because of the vaporization of the spoon.
As expected, the consumption of this move was astonishingly huge.
"I really must be a god," Li Changzhou collapsed into the chair, awed by his own power and benevolence.
"Just arrived and I hear someone being self-absorbed," said Turquoise Pool as she walked in, followed by a woman in her early twenties who looked quiet and pretty, wearing high heels and resembling a manager of sorts.
The manager lady instantly focused on Li Changzhou's eyes.
His pupils were still bright at the center, fading to dim around the edges, like the dimming effect at the edge of the Sun.
Turquoise Pool sat down at the round table, glanced at Li Changzhou and said, "Did you get even more handsome?"
"Getting handsomer is my lifelong pursuit," Li Changzhou replied with a smile, a bit astonished inside.
It had been a week since his breakthrough, during which he had fully adapted to the changes brought by the Divine Body, repressing the radiance that came with it, but Turquoise Pool still noticed something different about him.
To say he was repressing the radiance of the Divine Body wasn't accurate.
His true form was now the Divine Body, but he maintained the former human body's size due to inability to cope and habit.
As the "Honey Jar World" expanded and its Life Force grew more vigorous, with vegetables and meat, abundant in Qi, flowing ceaselessly, it was still too low-level for the Divine Body; even if he sat there and ate from morning till night, it wasn't enough to sustain it.
Outside the "Honey Jar World," Li Changzhou felt even worse, as the modern world's air was far worse compared to it, lacking in Qi.
No wonder legends of ancient times spoke of Spiritual Mountains and Immortal Islands.
"This is your share," Yang Qinglan placed a ten-centimeter tall Jade Bottle on the table.
Turquoise Pool reached for it.
"Is this the jade I provided?" she asked with a smile, pulling out the wooden stopper, taking a sniff, "The wood is no simple matter either."
It was a branch from the colossal trees of the "Honey Jar World."
She poured out one "Jade Pill," sniffed it, and then passed it to the manager lady beside her (a nickname Li Changzhou privately gave her).