To reach a higher level than the Martial God level was to gain control of the Force of Nature, which was not something that could be achieved by simply borrowing the Force of Nature.
It was Li Zhedao's world, and everything around him was Patroclus's enemy.
The immortals were all stunned. They were all powerful immortals, and that was why they felt hopeless.
The Immortal King's Soul Energy was far more powerful than Li Zhedao's, and his body was immortal. However, Li Zhedao was no longer a human being after entering the Dao of Heaven.
At least at this moment, he was not a human being.
Only a god could use the Force of Heaven.
A gust of wind blew, and a huge white ball appeared in the air. It was a wind formation formed by the pure Force of Nature.
No matter how powerful Patroclus's Soul Energy was, it would eventually run out, and the Wind God's Strangulation would not stop until he was dead.
Li Zhedao didn't look happy at all. He knew that the power of Heaven came at the cost of one's life. The power of God was not something that humans could use casually, but it was worth it to have a chance to kill Patroclus.
He was worthy of being a disciple of the Li Clan and worthy of being a descendant of the clan.
Everyone needed a reason to live, and it didn't matter what others thought or what the truth said. Humans were only humans because they were worth living.
In the midst of the Wind God's strangulation, Patroclus's spiritual energy seemed to be growing weaker and weaker. Even with the Heavenly Energy reverberations being altered, Patroclus was unable to borrow any Heavenly Energy, and yet he was still able to hold on for so long. In this world, perhaps only Patroclus could do so.
The Wind God's Sword shot into the Wind God's Strangulation like a bolt of lightning. It was the final blow to Patroclus, ending the greatest tragedy in human history.
Clang!
Boom!
A silver light exploded, lighting up the sky. Patroclus's Spear of the Immortal King hit the Wind God's Sword, and then the spear spread out like a lotus.
"Martial God Li, this is just the beginning. Why do you think it's over?" Patroclus's body swayed.
Li Zhedao sighed. It was a pity that Lin Fan was still able to withstand the attack, but it was a pity that he was still a spent force. One more attack and he would not be able to withstand it.
The Divine Wind Sword returned to his hand, and the power of the heavens and the earth gradually formed. However, Patroclosu seemed completely unaffected. "As a Godking, I have an ability that I don't really like, but I can't get rid of it. I can remember any kind of power that is used in front of me, including … the Heavenly Dao."
Boom …
The same Wind God Strangle was formed, but the feeling Patroclus gave off was obviously different. The collision of the same power made the sky and earth change color. Countless wind blades flew out, and even the dark gold Zergs couldn't withstand it. They were directly cut into pieces and flew everywhere.
The Force of Nature was pulled by a large amount. The sky was filled with dark clouds, lightning flashed, and thunder rumbled. Nature was using this method to balance the use of this power.
Boom …
Poof …
Li Zhedao and Patroclus were still standing in the air, but both of them were injured. Li Zhedao's injury was incurable, but Patroclus's body was gradually recovering.
Li Zhedao's face finally turned serious. If he wanted to defeat Patroclus, he had to deliver a fatal blow. Otherwise, Patroclus would only grow stronger and stronger.
Li Zhedao could feel his life slowly slipping away from him. He couldn't allow Patroclus to become more powerful.
Absolutely not!
Li Zhedao pointed his sword at the sky, and bolts of lightning fell from the sky. Patroclus's expression didn't change at all. He seemed to be enjoying the artistic manipulation of power.
"The ultimate level of the Tactics of the Wind God is the mutual destruction of the enemy. How beautiful. Unfortunately, this is also the eternal tragedy of mankind."
No one knew what Patroclus meant. The Celestial Race's army kept retreating. The Zerg retreated in fear. The Celestial Race's might wasn't something they could resist.
The Zergs were indeed afraid of humans. Humans were the scariest creatures they had ever encountered in the universe. Their civilization was not very advanced, and their bodies were weak. However, the power of evolution was terrifying.
The most powerful power that the universe had bestowed upon a civilization was the power of evolution.
The air was filled with wind blades. Under the control of the strongest Wind God Technique, even the air itself was a sharp weapon. Patroclus was still admiring the scenery as he steadily accumulated energy in his body.
Li Zhedao's hair fluttered in the wind, and the sword in his hand had turned into a beam of light. His body was emitting a blinding light, and his body was turning into energy.
What Li Zhedao needed, and what mankind needed, was to unleash the most powerful attack he could.
The fate of mankind had once again reached a turning point.
From afar, Li Shiming could see that the entire battlefield had been engulfed in a violent energy storm. Even though they were far away from the battlefield, they could still feel it.
Even Patroclus was able to withstand the power of the Heavenly Dao!
Amidst the thunder and lightning, Li Zhedao's body turned into a ball of light, and the storm of energy began to slaughter all the creatures on the ground. Even the legendary creatures could only defend themselves and retreat in the face of such pressure. Ordinary insects had already been cut into pieces, and they didn't even have time to make a sound.
The Unity of Man and Sword!
A beam of light, the eternal light, shot toward Patroclus. It was the only thing left in the world. The earth was evaporated, and the storm in the sky was concentrated on Patroclus. In the blink of an eye, the world had disappeared, and the only thing left in front of Patroclus was the sword.
What was the Heavenly Dao?
What was perfection?
What was a spear?
What was a god?
In the light, Patroclus thrust his spear forward. It was the only spear in the world.
Boom …
Time and space turned pale in this collision. It was a collision of divine power.
After a long time, when the immortals stood up again, there were not many living beings around them.
It was drizzling from the sky, like the weeping of the gods.
Patroclus was there, and so was Li Zhedao.
Li Zhedao reached out his hand to catch some of the rainwater, but the rainwater passed through his hand.
The Einherjar had a satisfied smile on his face. "Right and wrong, success and failure are all turned into nothingness."
A gust of wind blew past, and Li Zhedao's body became blurry and disappeared with the wind.
Patroclus was the only one left in the world. His eyes were closed, and blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth. His Heavenly Dao had reached the pinnacle.
The Divine Wind Blade lay in the puddle of water …
Li Shiming spat out a mouthful of blood. His father had lost. The sky was filled with another type of law. The Divine Wind Blade had failed, and his father's aura had completely disappeared.
Li Shiming's heart-wrenching roar resounded in the sky. An eye for an eye!
Li Zhedao had been defeated and killed.
The news was like a dark cloud covering the earth. Who could stop Patroclus now?
Despair and sorrow spread across the earth.
It was the same for the warriors far away in space. The smiles on the faces of the people who had just tricked the insect were gone. Was there anyone in this world who could restrain Patroclus?
Even Li Zhedao, who had mastered the Heavenly Dao, could do nothing about it.
This feeling of helplessness made everyone feel helpless. They had lost faith in the future, and no matter what they did, what could they do?
Patroclus would always be an insurmountable obstacle.
Even Samantha, who was good at calming herself down, couldn't help but feel depressed. How could this continue?
After Li Zhedao's death, the situation on earth had worsened. Those who had been determined to resist the Immortals began to think about surrendering.
If not for the fact that the Immortals only wanted the best, the situation would have been out of control.
However, how long could the situation last?
There was no way to hide the news. Lie Jingtian stood at the top of the mountain quietly. Li Zhedao had also left.
Li Zhedao, Andreas, and Lie Jingtian had fought against each other for more than half of their lives. They were the three most powerful men of the human race, and they were also the ones who understood each other the best.
Glory, power, and strength, no one knew better than the three of them.
Andreas was gone, and now Li Zhedao was gone as well. What was the future of the human race?
Lie Jingtian was nowhere to be seen.
The news spread like wildfire on Mars. Even the Dark Ones couldn't ignore Wang Tong's name. Meanwhile, Halmond was in the Palace of Darkness, watching Wang Tong's battle footage in front of him.
The Zergs had wasted too much time on the human race. The universe was boundless, and there were countless lives waiting for them to conquer.
"That's all." Moye said lightly.
"Respected King of Darkness, his actual strength should be a bit stronger. This is already invincible in the normal realm. Only you can deal with him personally."
Halmond said respectfully. He didn't dare to show any disrespect in front of the Dark Lord. Instead, he was even more cautious than when he was in front of Patroclus.
"Then I will wait for him here. If he is able to come, I will try to kill him."
Moye didn't seem to be affected by Patroclus's victory.
Meanwhile, the Battle Wolf was resting. The death of Evil Su had turned the tide of the battle, and the Battle Wolf had successfully entered the core of the Zergs' territory.
However, the news of Li Zhedao's death still affected everyone's mood.
Patroclus was already so powerful, so what if he could defeat the Dark Ones? It would only attract more powerful Immortals.
This was probably where most of the Martian warriors were at a loss. However, the members of the Battle Wolf Regiment were not at such a level. There would always be a way out. Everyone could only sigh.
The Protoss were originally immortal. If Patroclus's power continued to grow like this, there would be no way to stop him. It would be great if he suddenly changed sides at this time. Some people would occasionally dream unrealistically.
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