Chapter 575: Certain Kill

After Li Mochen's Blood Cherry Blade severed Mithra's head, it failed to completely annihilate the Time Lady's consciousness. She kept trying to break free from this time断层 and return to her divine kingdom. However, the sword intent of Li Mochen's secondary body, which contained several conceptual divine authorities, had severely wounded her divine soul. Mithra ultimately fell just short and could not successfully leave the time断层 she herself had created.

With Li Mochen's second strike, the Time Lady's consciousness completely dissipated from this mortal world.

At this moment, the 'Scarlet Dragon Armor' was already drawing upon the deity's power, while Li Mochen himself seized the divine shards scattered after Mithra's death.

Thanks to this time断层 that had almost severed all ties with the outer world, Li Mochen easily gathered the divine shards into his hands.

His face was flushed with excitement—this was the divine shard of a 'Law God'! Hidden within was a complete law of time. And as Li Mochen expected, these divine shards also contained Chronos's remnants. That power was originally meant to help Mithra ascend to the level of an intermediate god.

This was arguably his greatest gain from this Manhattan trip; compared to this, the mythic equipment in the form of a necklace left by the Time Lady was merely a bonus.

Yet this 'Mithra' necklace still possessed formidable power. It had only one ultimate 'Time Sequence' domain, but that alone made it worthy of the name mythic armament. Additionally, this 'Mithra Necklace' could help its user cast the spell 'Time Interception' and convert magical power into time sequence power to the greatest extent.

As for the other two quasi-mythic armaments, Li Mochen didn't examine them closely before tossing them into his void ring. He thought he already had too many mythic armaments and had no use for these two.

Magical instruments are not the more the better; their magical energy and fields interfere with each other, and the more accumulated, the more their power declines.

For ordinary people, using one or two mythic armaments is already the limit. Li Mochen, relying on his exceptional coordination ability and the 'Dual Element Mystic Transformation Art', could withstand three to four at once.

This was another advantage of the 'Dual Element Mystic Transformation Art'—it could simultaneously provide two different sources of magical power.

Next was to break free from this time断层. Li Mochen's secondary body, using the power absorbed by the Scarlet Dragon Armor, easily accomplished this. His innate spells 'Time Slow', 'Light Speed Movement', and 'Time Acceleration' had all been elevated to the level of divine authority under the influence of Lady Mithra's power.

Even if the Time Lady were resurrected now, she could not match him in time sequence manipulation.

But the moment he left the time-space断层, Li Mochen felt a gaze 'looking' at him from the depths of the boundless void, the Astral Realm.

The power and aura contained in that gaze were immensely strong; just one look made his body and soul feel as if they were freezing.

Li Mochen's mind was alert; he gathered all his strength to 'meet' that gaze. Then, after just an instant, the being hidden in the void withdrew its sight.

Li Mochen stood still, staring fixedly into the void until Anthony Braden, piloting Light Demon No. 8, came to his side.

"You killed Mithra? The one behind her is very troublesome, eighty percent likely Nyx."

Interrupted from his thoughts, Li Mochen looked sideways, equally unconcealed in his surprise: "I'm the one who's surprised. Thomas Milan died at your hands? But just a few hours ago, you seemed very uneasy in front of me."

He had even said it would take him over ten hours to break free from the curse of the God of Alchemy, Machinery, and Craftsmanship and enter the legendary rank.

Yet while he was still locked in fierce battle with Mithra, Anthony had already killed his enemy.

"I'm surprised myself."

Anthony's gaze was complex, containing nostalgia, sadness, relief, and other emotions: "Thomas Milan actually devoured the remnants of my father's failed attempt to become a Law God; he wanted to condense a Law God shard. But that old man had long guessed Thomas Milan would do this and left countermeasures. His magic patterns and magic arrays were so brilliant that the God of Alchemy was completely unaware, giving me the chance to counter. This should be my father's final help to me."

Then he looked at Li Mochen with gratitude: "But if you hadn't helped me kill the 'Processing God' Ivan Cote, the 'Magic Knight' Lancelot Rhodes, and the Time Lady Mithra, and had someone restrain the Astrology God Isadora McCas, I couldn't have killed him."

Li Mochen believed his words; Anthony's anxiety and tension hours ago didn't seem fake.

"The Astrology God wasn't my doing; the Magic Goddess had intended to hold back."

"But it was because of you that Her Highness changed her attitude. Anyway, my gratitude now cannot be expressed in words. I can only say this—"

Anthony gave Li Mochen a firm embrace: "Andre, from today on, the Braden family will be your eternal friend, and our alliance is unbreakable!"

"Even against Nyx?" Li Mochen asked with a smile. "You should know what kind of figure I've provoked, right?"

"Even against Nyx!"

Anthony was unconcerned: "If the Lord of Radiance dares to move against you, he will also be our enemy!"

His face was full of carefree laughter: "Andre, you should know that the so-called Braden family currently has only me as a member. I don't have so many considerations from all sides."

"Same here!"

Li Mochen also patted Anthony's shoulder heavily: "My Sun Group and the future Wiltonstein will be the most solid support for Light Demon Industries."

"So the Church of the Knowledge God ranking our alliance as the seventh largest secular power is quite reasonable, isn't it? But the ranking is still too low; I think fifth is most appropriate."

Anthony then asked with concern: "How's Atlanta? My intelligence director told me the situation with your main body is very good. But due to time constraints, I haven't had a chance to learn the details."

"It's almost over—"

A fierce glint appeared in Li Mochen's secondary body's eyes: "Next will be a massacre. They won't escape."

After returning to the normal world, his consciousness had synchronized with his main body, and he knew the situation there like the back of his hand.

...

Though in the eyes of Li Mochen's secondary body, the battle in Atlanta was nearing its end, to most people, it still seemed at a white-hot stage.

His battle with the Strategy God Garcia Feren and the Navigation God Rond Onassis was fierce and violent! Neither deity avoided his attacks; every sword strike, every blow was a direct clash!

The two types of conceptual divine authorities they each mastered were indeed no match for Li Mochen's powerful sword intent, even being crushed by it! But their strong divine source power, thick divine armor, and far superior strength ensured their bodies remained unharmed under Li Mochen's 'Dragon Blade Slash'.

Even as their source power was rapidly consumed under Li Mochen's sword intent, even burning, neither showed any sign of wavering.

Unlike the Time Lady Mithra, who struggled to accumulate divine power, both their churches had the support of wealthy supreme families to manage their affairs, each having millions of believers, so they had no fear of divine power depletion.

But after repeated exchanges and clashes, the confidence in their eyes began to fade, replaced by strong wariness and some shock.

Only they themselves knew best that the stalemate was just an illusion. Inside their bodies, their qi and blood were constantly weakening, and all cells were stiffening and freezing.

The death and freezing authorities that Li Mochen infused into his source power and sword intent were affecting their bodies in a subtle way. Each clash deepened this effect.

He was also trying to integrate his mastered forbidden spell 'Matter Annihilation' into his swordsmanship, using it more and more skillfully, making his already sharp strikes full of annihilation power, making their source armor even harder to defend against.

Even Li Mochen's swordsmanship itself was becoming more divine and unpredictable. When he struck, his trajectory was completely impossible to capture or predict, yet it was like mercury seeping into every crack, seizing every flaw, every weakness, piercing deep! Chiseling! Until they were hard-pressed and had to expend vast amounts of divine power to cope and resist.

"It seems your commander is ready to concede, two divine lords!"

Li Mochen's body was like a fleeting shadow, using the power of the 'Sky Scepter' to easily leap and flicker across the sky and various dimensions.

He struck with all his might while speaking with a smile, trying to provoke their nerves: "I'm curious, how do you two plan to escape from before my eyes? Or are you going to sacrifice yourselves for your families?"

At that moment, his blade light happened to strike Rond Onassis's back. After over a thousand rounds of direct confrontation, this was the first time the latter failed to block his sword momentum. The immense force not only smashed Rond Onassis into the ground, raising a huge cloud of dust, but also forcibly tore open the Navigation God's source armor, leaving a massive wound on his abdomen.

The scene silenced the entire battlefield. All the outlaws engaged in battle looked up, filled with surprise and disbelief at the high sky.

The Wiltonstein side was overjoyed, while the National Progressive Association, attempting an orderly retreat, was horrified—after all, in the previous three minutes, their two deities had been holding their own against the Light Demon No. 8. Their powerful source power blazed like torches, covering half the sky, with an imposing aura far stronger than Li Mochen, who scurried around like a little mouse.

This also plunged the magic tower outside the battlefield into silence again.

After a long while, Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, General Clyde Brown, let out a sigh.

"I must say, this is truly a terrifying sight!"

"The truth is indeed terrifying!" National Security Advisor Jenkinson Lee's eyes were also exceptionally solemn.

So even the combined might of the two deities was no match for Andre Lee Wiltonstein?

This new understanding undoubtedly overturned everyone's view of the battle situation and their expectations for the future.

In the sky, the Strategy God Garcia Feren's face was ashen. His source power, on the contrary, was even more dazzling, burning like a flame.

But anyone familiar with the divine realm could recognize that he was burning his own divinity and divine shard!

His timely intervention successfully prevented Li Mochen's follow-up pursuit. Rond Onassis's figure also shot back into the sky a thirtieth of a second later.

"Don't be too arrogant, Wiltonstein brat. It's not yet time for you to gloat."

His whole body was also burning with pale golden flames, and his two-handed great sword directly 'split' the sky, cleaving the thick clouds above in two.

But Li Mochen's figure had already completed a spatial jump before that, dodging this heavy sword strike.

"Starting to fight for your lives, right? But I guess you should now understand that you are no match for me. You are doomed! Three minutes, you have at most three minutes. I will cut off your heads, shatter your faith, and break your divine kingdoms! So—"

A line of blood suddenly appeared on Rond Onassis's neck. The wound nearly severed the Navigation God's throat, causing a gush of blood.

"Struggle hard, you two. This can give me more pleasure!"

Of course, he didn't want to continue this protracted battle with these two, but Li Mochen didn't mind using such words to shake their minds and find an opportunity for a killing blow.

Even if it only shortened the time to kill them by three minutes, Li Mochen could do a lot. Within those three minutes, he could send most of the National Progressive Association's demigods here to their deaths under his blade, or take the life of a magic user.

"But I doubt your source power, Mr. Wiltonstein, can last three minutes!"

Garcia Feren's eyes were cold, with a strange spiritual light flickering in his pupils—that was the derivative ability 'Tactical Insight' he obtained from his divine office after becoming the Strategy God.

But he could hardly lock onto Li Mochen's position or observe the latter's true state. The power of the Sky Scepter allowed him to complete flicker spells at a speed not inferior to the Night Void Lord, jumping back and forth in space and dimensions.

Yet even without a detailed view of Li Mochen's internal condition, Garcia Feren could still judge that Li Mochen's consumption was about one-tenth, or even one-seventh, of theirs.

Divine authority is not something that can be used casually; it also requires a vast amount of magical power as a foundation. And the more it is used in superposition, the greater the consumption.

The problem was that Li Mochen's source power was far from reaching their level.

"That question is a matter of opinion."

Li Mochen continued to closely pursue Rond Onassis's figure. The 'Dragon Blade Slash' was like a true venomous dragon, attacking all vital points of the Navigation God's divine body from all angles and corners. Each strike triggered 'Annihilation', each slash tore open the Navigation God's divine armor, leaving wound after wound on him. The sky and earth cracked, and dust flew on the ground.

Although he had struck over a thousand times in less than twenty seconds, Li Mochen's source power was abundant and vigorous, with strong momentum! The injuries also accumulated, gradually turning the Navigation God's complexion ashen.

At that moment, Li Mochen suddenly slowed the surrounding time, turned into light, shook off Garcia Feren who was trying to restrain him, and in a near man-sword unity, severed Rond Onassis's right foot, causing divine blood containing some golden blood spots to spray across the sky.

"I think no matter how I explain, it's hard to convince you, so I'll use facts to speak. Now it's your turn to answer, two lords. Who will fall here first today? The Navigation God, or the Strategy God?"

Garcia Feren did not speak, only responding with faster speed and fiercer attacks!

His eyes were shadowed. Li Mochen's 'answer' was equally strong and fierce. Time sequence magic was always the most consuming spell, even if it was Li Mochen's innate spell, yet he used it effortlessly, showing no strain.

And the last remark was full of provocation. Rond Onassis was undoubtedly a steadfast warrior, but in the face of death, even the proud hero 'Gilgamesh' had to bow his head.

At that moment, a thunderous 'boom' sounded in the sky. It was Lamberton Toreador, using his 'painted' forbidden spell 'God-Slaying Thunder' to blast a demigod's body to pieces!

Li Mochen, amidst his busy schedule, saw this scene and then curled his lips, seemingly gratified yet sarcastic: "It seems I have a loyal and capable subordinate!"

At that moment, his 'Dragon Blade Slash' once again severely wounded Rond Onassis. The blade light spanning a thousand meters forcibly severed the Navigation God's arm.

This scene clearly threw the National Progressive Association army on the ground into panic. The originally orderly retreat began to become chaotic and hasty.

Garcia Ferron also noticed that numerous legends and demigods from the Van Dyk and Van Pitt families, along with some elite Outlaw units, had begun to appear on the battlefield. This greatly relieved the pressure on the Wiltons and made their pursuit even more ferocious and aggressive.

The two ancient dragons also felt a great relief. Though still unable to break free, they once again covered the entire battlefield with their dragon breath and divine authority.

But what made Garcia Ferron's mind tense and his limbs cold was the fleeting glimpse he caught—using his 'Tactical Insight'—of the immensely powerful life force within Li Mochen.

—The latter was accumulating mana, gathering strength for a strike!

“Already sensed it?”

The curve of Li Mochen's lips became more pronounced: “Your commander is undoubtedly clever and decisive, but this time he has done a foolish thing! Too many deaths have occurred from just now until now. Especially those beast-blood warriors with nearly inexhaustible vitality—every second they are strengthening my power. So I am looking forward to this. I think the next strike will be difficult to muster the strength or opportunity to use again within the coming year—”

“Bastard!”

Ronde Onassis's mind finally collapsed at this moment. He did not fear, but instead burned his divine essence and divinity even more fiercely. Wreathed in golden flames, he fought back against Li Mochen with near-madness. His speed and power reached their limits, shattering the surrounding spatial walls and dimensional barriers. Yet the God of Strategy's face grew paler, as he saw his comrade striving to keep Li Mochen occupied before his death, trying to delay his own demise.

But this clearly played into Li Mochen's hands. His comrade failed to put more pressure on the latter; instead, within just five seconds, he sustained even more injuries. This left Ronde Onassis gradually unable to sustain himself, and the once glorious golden flames began to show signs of decline.

However, at that moment, an arrow light from the eastern sky caused Garcia Ferron's mind to relax slightly, giving rise to intense joy.

It was a purple-gold arrow that approached them at nearly superluminal speed. It forced Li Mochen to perform seven consecutive Flash spells before he could seize an opportunity to slash it into powder.

Garcia Ferron recognized it as coming from the Japanese archery god 'Nasu Masayuki', a medieval deity who rose to prominence a thousand years ago with his archery in the chaotic Warring States period of Japan, ranking among the top of Japan's 'eight million gods'. In modern times, due to the rise of gunpowder weapons, he gained more followers in Japan and once reached high divine status. Only after Japan was conquered by America and its military dismantled did this god fall back to lesser divine status. However, his foundation as a former high god remained, making him extremely powerful.

The Japanese pantheon is neither bound by the Eastern 'Severance of Heaven and Earth' nor the 'Treaty of Separation between Gods and Men'. But their strength is relatively weak, constrained by the major Eastern and Western pantheons, preventing them from acting wantonly in the mortal world.

His arrival gave Ronde Onassis some breathing room. Although Li Mochen's seven consecutive Flash spells took less than 0.1 seconds in total, and his flash points were all beside Ronde Onassis, during which he delivered at least thirty slashes, Nasu Masayuki's successive arrows still made Li Mochen's strikes less fluid and seamless than before.

Ronde Onassis also attempted to regenerate the limbs Li Mochen had severed.

To Garcia Ferron's great relief, the Sea God seemed to regain his composure after receiving support. He began to cooperate with Garcia Ferron, retreating while fighting under Nasu Masayuki's reinforcement.

Li Mochen narrowed his eyes and coldly glanced at the distant archer god.

—This guy is really annoying!

Although as an archer god, this 'Nasu Masayuki' was pathetically weak. He lacked even divine authorities like 'Sure Hit' and 'Lock On', not even matching Li Mochen in that regard. But his arrows were still very powerful and fast—so fast that Li Mochen couldn't shake or avoid them with conventional methods.

But at this point, Li Mochen was too lazy to say anything more. If words couldn't shake his opponent's resolve, he was not one to chatter.

Moreover, his preparations were complete. The deaths of tens of thousands of beast-blood warriors below, along with two demigods and five legends from the National Progress Association, had allowed him to accumulate enough power.

When Li Mochen stopped dodging and looked at Ronde Onassis with the gaze of one regarding the dead, the Sea God's already pale face turned ashen. His heart suddenly tightened and palpitated, an extreme fear spreading within him.

Beside him, the God of Strategy Garcia Ferron's pupils also showed terror. His innate spell 'Tactical Insight' revealed a horrifying scene on Li Mochen.

The latter began to rage like Onassis, his divine power blazing fiercely, golden flames surging over five hundred meters. Every sword and punch thereafter was wildly狂暴, draining every ounce of his strength.

But at this moment, Li Mochen's figure seemed no longer in this dimension. He still stood before them, yet in a position Garcia Ferron could not perceive. This caused Garcia Ferron's frenzied attacks and the archer god's seven consecutive shots to all miss completely.

Li Mochen also completely ignored these two. His innate spell 'Time Dilation' placed him temporarily on a different time level from the three before him.

This was not an ability gained after killing the Lady of Time, Mithra, but one he had always possessed, only never used due to insufficient mana and lack of necessity.

“Didn't I say so? The only reason I'm here today is to kill you all!”

As Li Mochen's words fell, the 'Dragon Blade Slash' transformed into a sharp and unparalleled blade light, along with his figure, like an illusory light, piercing forward.

—Dual Limit Technique: Ice and Fire Extreme!

At this moment, the two extreme forces of ice and fire disturbed spacetime, pushing his conceptual divine authorities of 'Shatter', 'Sever', 'Sharpness', 'Death', 'Armor Pierce', and 'Destruction' to their limits! Even within his sword intent, a more powerful divine authority containing more fate power and even touching causality emerged—'Sure Kill'!

This was a technique he had conceived ever since becoming Li Mochen and switching to the 'Dual Element Mystic Transformation Method', created specifically for his own cultivation method, and perfected through tens of thousands of strands of merit energy.

These three gods before him were fortunate to witness its first manifestation!

And an instant later, Ronde Onassis's entire body was split in two from the center by that blade light!