He didn't know if the dead gods in the painting were real or not, but this wasn't the time for him to feel sorry for the state of the universe. The right thing to do was to pursue the enemy while they were victorious.
Chen Guang watched as the cyclones charged into the formation of the God Emperors. Like bowling pins, they tore dozens of famous God Emperors into pieces in an instant. Then, they used up all their energy and slowly dissipated.
Although these were only projections and not the real body, the fact that Chen Guang had killed dozens of God Emperors in one move still shocked Yu Ting and the others.
Even the ten God Emperors felt that if they were the ones standing in front of the cyclones when they were at full power, they probably wouldn't be able to stop it either.
But when they turned their attention back to Chen Guang, they wanted to curse him out loud.
Chen Guang was still floating there, but compared to before, he had both his hands raised in the air. What was even more hateful was that there were at least ten similar cyclones floating in front of him at the same time.
These cyclones kept tumbling between his hands, as if he could throw them at them at any time.
Fortunately, the Gods had never seen juggling before. Otherwise, they would immediately recognize that Chen Guang was imitating an acrobat who threw balls. But other people could at most throw five or seven cyclones, but Chen Guang was throwing fifteen at the same time.
Each of these fifteen cyclones was equivalent to a bomb. Moreover, Chen Guang had to continuously use his new inner force to maintain their balance. At the same time, he had to add more fire to the cyclones. It was much more difficult to perform.
"Everyone, don't panic. The best part is yet to come."
Seeing the Gods looking at him in shock, Chen Guang grinned and said coldly.
As the saying went, those who were not of the same race must have a different heart. Although he didn't know why these God Emperors hated him so much, Chen Guang didn't plan to negotiate with them. It was time to put an end to them.
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Guang flicked his fingers. Fifteen "killer weapons" with the same power as the previous cyclones flew out of his hands and towards the Gods.
The Yu Ting gods no longer showed any carelessness on their faces. They finally unleashed all of their trump cards.
Yu Ting's body collapsed with a loud bang. He simply turned into a field of lightning and spread out. It was as if he had covered all the gods.
The bodies of the Eight Divine Emperors collapsed as well. A golden divine seal descended from the sky and enveloped the place where the Gods were standing.
It was the same for the other six Divine Emperors. Each of them used their own techniques, and in an instant, the platform on which the gods stood was shrouded in a hazy halo.
The halo looked like a divine seal in all directions, but it was also covered with Yu Ting's lightning. It also contained the different powers of the other six super strong God Emperors.
Below the halo, the bodies of the God Race exploded one after another, turning into the most fundamental energy, leaving behind only a wisp of consciousness.
In the blink of an eye, the figures of over nine hundred God Emperors disappeared at the same time, leaving only a mirage-like circle of light.
The Gods here were projections. They were bodies formed by the combination of divine power and rules. They could condense into a physical body, but they could also collapse into fundamental energy.
Now, in this transitional zone, divine power was abundant. As long as the divine will of the God Race still existed, they could restore their bodies at any time.
The dozens of God Emperors who had died under Chen Guang's cyclones did not have this chance. The divine will preserved in their projected bodies had been completely crushed into the most fundamental energy, and could no longer be restored.
This time, the Divine World Scroll appeared above the heads of the Gods again. It was bigger and clearer.
The city that could still be seen before looked like a tiny pixel on the new Divine World Scroll.
However, this pixel was not like a real square on a computer. If one's vision was good enough, they could constantly enlarge things in their eyes. They could still see the panicked God Race fleeing in all directions in the city.
At this time, Chen Guang could see it clearly. The fifteen cyclones he had shot out were about to hit the scroll, but his attention was on the God Race in the scroll.
Chen Guang just watched as his cyclones crashed into the scroll. In an instant, the mountains and water inside were smashed into pieces. Countless God Race scurried around like headless flies.
This scene was no better than the scene of humans facing the end of the world in the movies.
Chen Guang came to a realization. The so-called Protoss were nothing more than intelligent lifeforms that lived in another world.
Perhaps they had a longer lifespan and could fly. Perhaps they had three heads and six arms and possessed more power. Perhaps even a child could have one or several lower planes for him to play with.
Perhaps the plane of a child's toy was as big as the Earth's universe, with the same number of living creatures.
But in the face of the crisis of extinction, the God Race was no different from humans.
On second thought, online games were very popular on Earth nowadays. Many young people had more or less played them. They were either role-playing games like MMORPGs, or the Three Kingdoms strategy games, where players managed a few cities or even a country. There were even Star Wars-type simulation games, where a player could even create an interstellar empire and rule over countless planets.
Could it be that what we thought was just a simple game was actually a fictional world and life that actually existed in the first place?
Otherwise, if the computer games of this era could be made into a prototype, who knew what the games would be like decades or centuries later?
If computers produced artificial intelligence and programs had feelings, the NPCs that were originally set in the game would think that they were really alive. Then, in the eyes of the NPCs in the game, would the players on Earth also be God Race?
Chen Guang had never thought that he would have so many strange thoughts in his mind when he saw the city, which was as small as a speck of dust, being destroyed. It was so small that a normal person could only see the little people fleeing in panic with a high-powered microscope.
It was really strange. If the God Race really existed, then in their eyes, he should be the NPC that was created. If they cut off the computer's power supply, they should stop working. Otherwise, if they pulled out the hard drive and threw it into the pool, he, the NPC, would die a horrible death.
But now, it was clear that the NPC had rebelled. With a slap, he created a rumbling cyclone. When the cyclone fell into the painting, it became a space-time vortex that could tear everything apart. Then, the God Race, who were supposed to be high and mighty, became stray dogs. They were even dragged into the vortex miserably. They were most likely dead.
Finally, when the cyclone completely destroyed the painting, Yu Ting and the other God Emperors who were standing below were in big trouble.
Previously, a single cyclone had killed dozens of God Emperors on the spot. Now that a total of fifteen cyclones had entered the painting, the circle of light formed by the God Emperors became much dimmer in no time.
Then, the huge circle of light suddenly exploded, turning into hundreds of small light orbs that scattered in all directions.
Chen Guang's cyclone chased after the God Race. It did not disperse until it destroyed hundreds of small light orbs.
Although he did not see the corpses, Chen Guang knew that he had killed hundreds of God Emperors with one slap.
He suddenly lost his respect for the God Emperors.
Even if they were just projections, they were all real God Emperors.
When Yu Ting and the others reformed their bodies, Chen Guang had a complicated expression on his face. He took a deep breath and said, "The God Emperors are nothing more than this."
Yu Ting's face no longer had the arrogance from before. Instead, he looked uncertain.
"Now, I even suspect that you were deliberately sent here to die."
Chen Guang said again.
If the God Emperors were here in person, no matter what Chen Guang said, they would not be shaken. But now, Yu Teng and the others were only projections, and they were tainted with human characteristics.
As soon as Chen Guang said this, the youngest and hot-tempered God Emperor of Eight Directions immediately gave himself away.
His brows were tightly furrowed, and his heart was similarly puzzled.
The origin of the Divinity World had given them such an important mission. It wanted them to kill the rebels who could shake the foundation of the Divinity World, the source of all evil. But why did they only let the mighty God Emperors send their projections that were only ten billionths of the strength of their true selves?
Even if the rules were slightly loosened so that their projections could reach one ten-thousandth or even one billionth of the strength of their true selves, they would not be cut into pieces like vegetables.
Although Chen Guang said this provocatively, his eyes never relaxed as he looked at the expressions of the God Emperors.
At this time, Chen Guang felt very uncomfortable.
It was said that people had seven emotions and six desires, joy, anger, sorrow, and joy. This was normal, but now standing in front of him were real Gods.
These gods were now frowning and pondering like humans, bewildered and uncertain.
This meant that their hearts were shaken, and they might even have guessed something.
At the same time, something else happened to Chen Guang.
The hundreds of God Emperors who had died did not leave nothing behind. Instead, like the God Race who had died in the Slaughtering World, they turned into Origin Energy and floated in the air. However, they were absorbed by Chen Guang, filtered, and then floated out of his body.
This was a very subtle change. Yu Ting and the others could not see it, but Chen Guang knew it.
It was not the first time. He was very familiar with it.
Previously, when he had just entered the True Force Realm and killed the four God Emperors, something similar happened. Chen Guang knew that there must be something extra in his body, but he did not know what it was or what it could be used for.
However, this was not the time to think about these things. It was more important to resolve the trouble in front of them first. "In any case, you should be on your way now. If I have the chance to go to the Divine Realm in the future, I don't mind paying you a visit."
As he spoke, Chen Guang raised his hand again, but this time, he did not use any of the martial arts he had used before.
He clenched his hands into fists and raised them high above his head. The new version of internal strength surged from all over his body and gathered in his fists. Then, it gradually condensed in the air above his fists.
This time, it was not a cyclone. Instead, it was like a supernova that had just been bred by the universe.
Chen Guang did not know why he came up with this move. It was just a sudden idea in his subconscious. His intuition told him that using this new version of internal strength could achieve the strongest power. He could kill all the God Emperors who had been haunting him before.
Opposite him, Yu Ting and Ba Fang's expressions changed at the same time when they saw this move.
Yu Ting exclaimed, "This … this is …"
Ba Fang's reaction was more complicated. He seemed to be a little excited and a little afraid. He only murmured, "Impossible! This is impossible! "
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