Chapter 211: Calling for backup? Watch me blast your turtle shell to pieces!
The hunk of iron finally panicked.
He realized he had severely miscalculated the human in front of him!
Without a word, he abruptly raised the warhammer in his hand and pointed fiercely toward the depths of the Universe.
A brilliant golden light instantly broke through the shield and soared straight into the clouds.
This was a distress signal!
As long as the pillar of light burst open, all nearby members of the Celestials would rush over to provide support.
Boom!
The golden light exploded with a bang in space, resembling a breathtakingly beautiful firework show, dazzling and eye-catching.
"Earthling, you're done for!"
"Prepare to wait for death right now!"
"I've already called for backup!"
The The Eliminator shouted at the top of his lungs, though his tone reeked of a guilty conscience.
"Let me go right now, and everything is negotiable."
"Otherwise, when all my brothers arrive, I'll definitely grind you into dust!"
This guy was talking the toughest talk, but his hands were acting extremely cowardly; he hurriedly crammed another huge mouthful of energy into the golden shield in front of him, making the light barrier even thicker.
Rayne was full of question marks:???
What the hell is he playing at?
Aren't you hailed as the number one assassin of the Celestials?
Aren't you an executioner specially responsible for slaughtering advanced civilizations?
With this cowardly virtue, how on Earth did you manage to live until today?
Rayne was completely dumbfounded.
Having fought for so long and seen all sorts of villains, he had truly never seen such a spineless coward.
A high-and-mighty antique of the Universe, and this is his quality?
Seeming to sense the contempt in Rayne's eyes, the The Eliminator snorted a heavy breath from his nostrils.
"Country bumpkin, what the hell do you know!"
"This is what I call teamwork."
"When the main force arrives, I'll definitely make you pay."
The abacus in his mind was clicking loudly.
He was indeed arrogant, but he wasn't a fool.
The brat opposite him was truly freaky, and his spell power was outrageously strong.
If they really fought one-on-one, wouldn't it be a huge loss if he risked his life?
Flipping over in a small ditch, where would he put his face if word got out?
Besides, when facing tough nuts, the Celestials always believed in group beatings above all else.
Rayne couldn't care less what the hunk of iron was scheming in his heart.
Hearing this crooked logic, he was simply speechless to the extreme.
What the hell kind of teamwork is that!
To justify ganging up on someone with such righteousness—today he truly gained some insight.
No wonder he could survive in the dangerous Universe for so long; this thickness of skin was definitely comparable to a city wall!
Rayne curled his lips speechlessly.
He swung his large sleeve abruptly.
Instantly, hundreds of ink-black longspears densely materialized in front of him.
Pure dark magic was foolproof against living creatures, and could easily corrode even pure energy bodies.
It was just a bit troublesome when facing an enemy hiding inside a turtle shell refusing to come out.
Swish, swish, swish!
More than a hundred black spears tore through the vacuum and roared out.
Pfft, pfft, pfft!
Muffled impacts sounded one after another, resembling dense arrows piercing fiercely into a wooden target.
In the blink of an eye, the golden light barrier was bristling with pitch-black spear shafts.
The The Eliminator hiding inside had literally turned into a glowing giant hedgehog.
"Hahahaha!"
"Don't waste your effort!"
"Just with your scrap metal, you can't break through my defense at all."
"Obediently wait to die!"
The The Eliminator laughed audaciously, frantically mocking through the light shield with the ugly expression of a villain who had achieved his ambition.
"Aren't you rejoicing a bit too early?"
A trace of banter appeared on Rayne's face.
He pushed his hands forward again.
Over a hundred brand-new dark spears condensed once more in space.
Without a single word of nonsense, the second wave of black spears surged forward along the exact same trajectory!
A shocking scene appeared.
The spear tips of the new round accurately and flawlessly struck the tail ends of the previous batch of spears, without even half a millimeter of error!
Only at this moment did the The Eliminator suddenly wake up to reality.
The first batch of weapons that had just pierced into the shield actually withstood the impact of his divine power, pinning in place completely undamaged!
"You plotted against me?!"
A chill abruptly surged from the bottom of the The Eliminator's heart.
This human was too insidious!
He hurriedly mobilized the divine power within his body frantically, attempting to forcefully squeeze the foreign objects out of the light barrier.
However, the pitch-black spears were like steel nails hammered firmly into rock, unmoving.
The violent golden light was like waves crashing against a reef; aside from splashing a few sprays of water, it could not cause the slightest destructive effect on the black spears.
"Your reaction is quite slow."
Rayne's eyes were full of mockery.
The first batch of black spears was equivalent to chiseling out armor-piercing grooves.
The second wave of attacks following closely behind carried terrifying kinetic energy and gave a fierce shove!
Pfft!
The indestructible ultimate light shield was instantly pierced completely like fragile window paper.
Boom!
Over a hundred spears detonated simultaneously inside the light shield.
A thick black fog instantly permeated, and countless eerie black magic patterns frantically climbed and spread along the golden light wall.
"What the hell!"
"It's the purest dark corrosion!"
"Mere humans, how are they worthy of mastering this level of energy?!"
The The Eliminator was scared out of his wits.
He watched helplessly as his proudest defense was turning black and rotting bit by bit!
He desperately squeezed his physical limits, attempting to dispel the magic patterns.
But the result was despairing.
He had to consume a thousand times the foundation to barely offset even a trace of the black fog.
The gap in quality was simply as vast as the heavens!
If he fought alone here, in less than a few seconds, both he and the shield would dissolve into a pool of black water.
Fortunately, reinforcements were not far away.
Crossing the vast star sectors, he clearly sensed the energy support transmitted across space by his companions.
Waves of majestic divine light were injected into his body across space, forcefully sustaining his state for another wave.
With the buffing addition, the crazily collapsing light shield finally stabilized its footing, barely forming a tug-of-war with the black fog.
"Hunk of iron, stop stubbornly holding on."
"Cornered struggles are meaningless."
Rayne's breezy and calm voice drifted over once more.
He turned his wrist.
The third wave of black spears flashed into existence out of thin air, roaring down toward the turtle shell once again.
This time, he couldn't be bothered to pierce at all.
As soon as all the spears touched the light wall, they detonated violently.
The black gas filling the sky directly merged into the surface of the shield.
The expansion speed of the magic patterns instantly doubled, and in the blink of an eye, half of the light shield had completely turned into a pitch-black dead zone.
The violent dark magic power roamed frantically on the light wall.
Resembling a fierce beast with its bloody maw wide open, ready to swallow the big hunk of iron hiding inside in one gulp at any time.
Looking afar.
The surrounding vast starry sky was originally dotted with countless dazzling stars.
But at the center of this battlefield, all starlight seemed to have been forcibly cut off by the black fog.
The eerie thing was.
This darkness was bottomless, yet it lacked the slightest hint of malicious venom.
Instead, it exuded an indescribable grandeur and contradiction.
Of course.
This was merely the intuitive feeling of an onlooker.
Take Nick Fury, who was now slumped in the S.W.O.R.D.office, for example.
As the dual head of S.H.I.E.L.D. and S.W.O.R.D., he held the world's top resources and black technologies in his hands.
In the past when Earth faced various crises,
this Director always stood at the very front, strategizing and resisting desperately.
But what about now?
Nick Fury stared intently at the combat footage on the big screen.
Suddenly feeling that the second half of his life had completely lost its goal of struggle.
Whenever aliens invaded before, he could at least rack his brains to figure out a counterattack plan.
Today, however.
He could only instruct the Agent to brew a cup of hot coffee and bring a plate of donuts.
Like a melon-eating spectator watching a movie, sitting comfortably on the leather chair, appreciating Rayne's one-sided fancy beating.
If Rayne pulled off some cool combo, he could even clap and cheer along.
Fury sighed.
Feeling that he had fallen to the point where not even a shred of a super Agent's dignity was left.
There was no other way!
Rayne this kid's combat power was simply too unreasonable!
With this kind of monster holding down the scene, what else could this mortal Agent do?
Chapter 212: Arrival of the Celestials! The Judge Who Caves Instantly!
In the cosmic battlefield.
Rayne had no idea that his casual fight had actually driven the S.H.I.E.L.D. Director into a career depression.
His mind was now completely focused on the prey before him.
Relying on his perverted spiritual power.
He had already clearly captured that deep within the Universe, more than a dozen massive energy fluctuations were hurtling at high speed toward Earth's coordinates.
The corners of Rayne's mouth curved slightly upward.
He casually snapped... ahem, he casually waved his hand.
Hundreds of pitch-black spears materialized before him once again, surrounding the The Eliminator impenetrably.
At the same time.
His hands moved at lightning speed, continuously tapping into the void.
The space within a radius of one million light-years instantly twisted violently, and then bizarrely smoothed out again.
Immediately after.
Rayne gently swiped his finger toward Earth behind him.
A layer of thin mist immediately rose on the surface of the azure Planet, looking blurry, as if a cheap filter had been added.
Until Rayne added a few more rays of magic light.
Earth returned to its original clear appearance, as if nothing had happened.
After finishing this set of disguises.
Rayne clapped his hands with satisfaction.
After confirming that the pocket formation he laid out was flawless, he looked forward again.
"It seems that those guys from the Celestials aren't putting any heart into their journey at all."
"We must add some heavy ingredients for them."
A trace of playfulness flashed in Rayne's eyes.
As soon as his voice fell.
The black mist surrounding the The Eliminator suddenly became as frantic as a wild horse, turning extremely violent.
Freely squeezing and infiltrating towards the inside of the light barrier.
This move yielded immediate results.
Rayne instantly sensed that the speed of the dozen or so auras rapidly approaching from afar had suddenly doubled more than over.
In the blink of an eye.
A dozen brilliant lights like meteors cut through the darkness and steadily stopped in the void not far away.
More than a dozen huge, uniquely shaped steel giants instantly blockaded the entire star sector.
"Release him immediately!"
Before people could even stand firm, a majestic low roar had crossed the vacuum to reach them.
The voice carried an irresistible magic.
Hearing this command.
In Rayne's mind, an uncontrollable thought popped up to directly withdraw the magic before his eyes.
However, in just half a second.
The powerful spiritual barrier crushed this influence to pieces, and Rayne instantly sobered up.
He sized up the other party with quite a bit of surprise.
"You are The Judge?"
"That's right, it is I."
"Lift the magic immediately and let go of the The Eliminator."
"Otherwise, we Celestials will definitely fight you to the death!"
The Judge's tone was icy, exuding a condescending sense of oppression.
Rayne didn't even bother to acknowledge him.
"Word follows law?"
"The unique skills of you Celestials really have some tricks."
Rayne smiled and commented, taking the posture of commenting on a junior.
Seeing that Rayne actually ignored the warning, The Judge's expression immediately sank to the bottom.
Too lazy to talk nonsense anymore, he directly gave a look to his companions beside him.
Several Celestial members understood tacitly and immediately joined forces to make trouble.
Colorful divine lights blasted out, fiercely slamming into the black mist wrapping around the The Eliminator.
Under the joint bombardment of several top powerhouses.
The dark divine power casually arranged by Rayne was finally forcibly worn away and dissipated bit by bit.
Rayne did not stop them either; he crossed his arms and quietly watched the show.
As the black mist dispersed.
The tattered golden shield on the outer layer of the The Eliminator finally saw the light of day again.
Seeing that reinforcements had arrived.
This guy directly resurrected with full HP on the spot!
"The Judge! You guys finally arrived!"
The The Eliminator roared excitedly.
Immediately afterward, his back straightened instantly, and he once again recovered that arrogant and insufferable look from the very beginning.
"Earth kid, you are completely done for!"
"Kneel down and kowtow right now, voluntarily become our slave, and this lord might still consider sparing your life."
"As for the crappy Planet behind you, it must be burned to ashes today!"
The arrogant mechanical voice echoed in space.
This haughty appearance was simply like two different people compared to the coward who was frightened into frantically calling for backup just now.
Rayne:???
Good fellow.
Rayne directly called out good fellow in his heart.
Why do the Celestials always produce such top-tier oddballs?
Seeing reinforcements arrive, he immediately felt that the sky had cleared, the rain had stopped, and he was invincible in the world again?
No matter how speechless Rayne was.
The The Eliminator's desire to show off was simply off the charts.
"The Judge, don't dawdle with him!"
"Let's all go together!"
"To deal with scum who practice evil Black Magic, we don't need to talk about any Universe Jianghu rules at all!"
"Let's fight shoulder to shoulder and kill him directly!"
The The Eliminator shouted so passionately and righteously.
But.
The harshest words came out of his mouth, but his movements underneath were extremely honest, not even moving forward half an inch.
Not only did he not rush forward, but instead he desperately poured a large mouthful of divine power into the golden shield in front of him, thickening his turtle shell by another circle.
Rayne watched with the corners of his mouth twitching wildly.
Is this guy really not an Earth transmigrator?
This style of talking full of justice while actually gang-banging shamelessly has truly inherited the essence of villains from major sects!
Truly amazing!
"Shut your mouth!"
Before Rayne could open his mouth to mock.
The Judge on the side really couldn't listen anymore, and turned around to roar angrily.
Usually didn't think this guy had a problem.
Looking at him today, he was simply an extreme specimen missing a brain stem!
Seeing The Judge lose his temper, the The Eliminatorshrank his neck and obediently closed his mouth.
Having driven back the teammate of a pig.
The Judge turned his head, and in his eyes looking at Rayne, there was actually a bit less arrogance.
"This mage, why don't we turn hostility into friendship and make peace right here?"
"Our people haven't caused any substantive damage to your Planet."
"Let's just consider this a misunderstanding."
"If you feel unhappy inside, I can order him to apologize to you in person."
The Judge's tone was very peaceful.
Not only did it lack the condescending coercion from just now, but it also exuded a humble desire to smooth things over.
Rayne raised an eyebrow, somewhat amused.
"Apologize?"
"That's a rare occurrence."
"I've never heard of the tyrannical Celestials lowering their heads and admitting their mistakes to others."
"Are you planning to stabilize me first, and then call more people to find trouble after running far away?"
Rayne stared at The Judge with a smile, unceremoniously poking through the other party's possible small thoughts.
The Judge's heart jumped violently.
But on the surface, he was still as steady as Mount Tai, without showing the slightest flaw.
"How could that be?"
"We came with plenty of sincerity to reconcile."
"His offense just now was definitely an unintentional mistake."
"Why don't you raise your hand high and spare him?"
Patiently, The Judge tried to persuade him earnestly once more.
Others only knew his code name was The Judge, whose sole job was to issue judgment orders.
But very few people knew that he also had an extremely heaven-defying hidden unique skill — short-range future prediction.
Just when he arrived in this star sector earlier.
A strong sense of life-and-death crisis inexplicably surged in his heart.
That creepy intuition was something he hadn't experienced for countless epochs.
The last time he had this feeling.
It was when facing the cosmic entity Annihilation.
This Earth mage in front of him couldn't possibly be more terrifying than Annihilation, right?
The Judge felt his scalp tingle inwardly, and very obediently chose to bow his head.
Chapter 213: Planet-Destroying Cannon? Crushing It From Afar To Show You Fireworks!
Reyn looked at the group of alien tin men in front of him.
Suddenly, the corners of his mouth split into a grin, and he laughed out loud.
"An apology?"
"It looks to me like you don't even have the slightest sincerity in making amends and admitting your wrongs!"
Reyn asked with a smiling expression.
"No sincerity?"
"How could that be? We are here to apologize with one hundred percent genuine sincerity."
"The Celestials have never been this polite to any civilization before."
The Judge's tone remained very calm, trying to continue stabilizing the situation.
"That's right! This is the first time in history."
"We've already taken the initiative to bow our heads, do you still want to push your luck?!"
Seeing the leading big brother looking like this, The Eliminator beside him immediately sensed that the wind direction was wrong.
Even the boss was cowed?
Just how freakish was this human across from them?
Thinking of this, The Eliminator immediately changed his expression, put away his previous arrogance, and put on an unlucky look as if he had suffered a great grievance.
"An apology?"
"Is this how you Celestials apologize to people?"
Reyn sneered, mercilessly tearing apart the opponent's disguise.
With a wave of his large sleeves.
A huge holographic projection screen suddenly appeared out of thin air in mid-air.
What was displayed on the screen was impressively the deep space several light-years away.
Three giant cannons with exaggerated shapes and full of sci-fi colors were locked tightly onto Earth's coordinates.
Next to the giant cannons, three Celestial members were rapidly operating the consoles.
Even a blind person could tell.
These three cannons had already finished charging and were ready to fire at any time.
The destructive fluctuations emitted by the muzzles made even Reyn feel a little startled just looking through the screen.
The high technology of the Marvel Universe has always been unreasonable.
For example, Tony Stark, a mere mortal, could build a battle armor capable of fighting Thanos head-on just by hammering away.
Alien higher civilizations had a deeper foundation, and the weapons of slaughter they created were naturally even more outrageous.
Like the legendary Beyonders.
They could even use purely technological weapons to erase timelines, reboot the multiverse, and even dare to wrestle with the Supreme Living Tribunal.
Once technology develops to its extreme, its destructive power is equally terrifying.
Reyn was one hundred percent sure.
These three gathering-power giant cannons could definitely blow Earth into cosmic dust in an instant.
Shouting about peace negotiations with their mouths.
But secretly setting up Planet-destroying cannons to cleanse the ground?
Did they think everyone else was a three-year-old child?!
"Now, what excuses do you still have?"
"Surely you aren't going to tell me that these three cannons were set up by passing temporary workers and have nothing to do with you, right?"
Reyn stared at them with a mocking face.
The Judge's expression instantly turned gloomy to the bottom of the valley, his lies pierced on the spot, and the scene was extremely awkward.
But The Eliminator beside him was like he had been injected with chicken blood, his eyes glowing.
"The Judge! Since you had already set up the Proto-Darkness Annihilation Cannon long ago, why didn't you tell me earlier!"
The Eliminator shouted excitedly, then turned his head to look at Reyn again.
The grievance on his face was swept away, and he put on a smug and arrogant expression again.
"Humph! Earth bumpkin!"
"Open your eyes and look clearly! This is the ultimate weapon from outside the multiverse!"
"Just press the button, and it will easily burn your crappy Planet into glass beads."
"If you don't want your entire civilization to be erased, kneel down right now and kowtow to apologize to us."
"If your attitude is good and you honestly become our slaves, we might still consider sparing your dog's life!"
The Eliminator turned his nostrils to the sky, so arrogant that his tail was almost cocked up to heaven.
Looking at his virtue, it was as if these three Planet-destroying cannons were built by his own hands.
"Do you really think you've already won?"
Reyn looked at this group of clowns with a half-smile.
"Do you think you still have a chance to turn the tables?"
"Locked by the laws of the Annihilation Cannon, even true gods cannot hide!"
"Even if you tear open space and escape into a different dimension, the artillery fire will bite onto you tightly!"
"Right now, other than kneeling and surrendering, you have nowhere to go!"
The Eliminator became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he had already seen Reyn's miserable appearance of kneeling and begging for mercy.
Seeing that their trump card was exposed, The Judge and other members couldn't be bothered to pretend to be good guys anymore.
They successively tore off their hypocritical masks, expressionlessly exuding cold killing intent, locking onto Reyn tightly.
The corners of Reyn's mouth curved into a brilliant smile.
"I knew it."
"You Celestials are full of bad water from top to bottom."
"However, if you really think you can secure me with a few broken cannons, then you are gravely mistaken!"
Reyn slowly raised his right hand.
The surrounding starry sky instantly rippled with eerie fluctuations.
"Ding!"
"Your [Multiple Mirror Dimensions] has sensed the host's vast spiritual power and has completed an over-quota expansion!"
"Your [Multiple Mirror Dimensions] has successfully enveloped a Universe of tens of millions of light-years in radius!"
"Warm prompt: As long as the host's spiritual power is perversely sufficient, you can refine the outer Universe into your own private domain at any time!"
"In the mirror World, you are the absolute master, and the laws of space are at your disposal!"
The crisp system broadcast sound exploded in his mind.
This was precisely the inescapable net Reyn secretly laid out the moment he went out.
This vast cosmic space had long been unknowingly dragged by him into the Mirror Dimension.
This bunch of tin men.
Had become turtles in a jar without realizing it themselves.
If he hadn't controlled the absolute vision of this space in advance.
How could he have discovered so quickly the small actions the Celestials were hiding a few light-years away?
Glancing at this group of Celestial members like looking at idiots.
The smile at the corners of Reyn's mouth grew even richer.
"Since the guests have already arrived at the door, why not invite you to watch a free fireworks show?"
"Since you aren't speaking up, I'll take it as your silent consent."
"Everyone, open your eyes and appreciate my performance!"
Just as the words fell.
Reyn made a distant grab toward the void.
The vast laws of space gathered crazily following his action.
A few light-years away.
The airspace where those three giant cannons were located.
It was as if an invisible, formless divine mountain smashed down fiercely from above the firmament!
The three Celestial members guarding beside the console didn't even have time to react.
They were instantly crushed by the terrifying spatial pressure to kneel on both knees.
If the armor on their bodies hadn't been astonishingly hard, this blow could have pressed them into three iron pancakes.
They barely saved their lives.
But the high-tech Planet-destroying cannons next to them didn't have such hard bones.
Under the absolute spatial compression, the sturdy barrels and bases instantly twisted and deformed like plastic toys.
The forcibly compressed energy core lost control on the spot, directly triggering a catastrophic series of sympathetic explosions!
Boom boom boom!!!
Like tens of thousands of active volcanoes erupting simultaneously.
An extreme-glaring destructive fireball exploded with a bang in the cold depths of the Universe.
This was the ultimate weapon used to destroy Planets, and the power of the explosion was naturally Earth-shattering.
The dazzling white light instantly penetrated countless galaxies, illuminating half the Universe as bright as daylight.
Reyn slowly retracted his right hand.
Looking at the Celestial members ahead who had been frightened silly, he asked unconcernedly:
"How is it?"
"Are you all satisfied with this fireworks show?"
The scene was dead silent.
All members of the Celestials widened their eyes, unable to squeeze out a single word for a long time.
What the hell kind of heaven-defying means was this?!
Across a distance of several light-years, without even moving a single finger.
They directly crushed their ultimate weapon from afar?
Is this something a single-entity life form can accomplish?
Even if a creation god made a move, the commotion wouldn't be much more than this!
Members with top-tier strength like The Judge could at least forcefully maintain composure.
As for The Eliminator, who had been shouting the most fiercely just now, the armor on his face was about to twitch and deform at this moment.
His legs went soft, and he sneaked a few steps back behind his companion.
Desperately squeezing the remaining divine power in his body, he poured it madly into the golden shield in front of him again.
Forcefully thickening his turtle shell by a large circle.
Looking at this thickness, it was practically a few shades thicker than his shameless skin.
The Judge stared closely at Reyn, his expression under his helmet solemn to the extreme.
"Human, are you really planning to fight us Celestials to the death?!"
Hearing this accusation of turning things upside down.
Reyn was almost amused to the point of anger.
He was minding his own business drinking tea on Earth, yet this bunch of cosmic troublemakers insisted on running over to blow up Earth.
And secretly set up cannons to launch a sneak attack.
Now that the cannons were crushed and they saw they couldn't beat him.
They actually had the face to jump out and question whether they were going to fight to the death?
Having lived for so long, Reyn had truly witnessed for the first time a creature that could push shamelessness to such a pinnacle degree.
"That's right."
"Today I am indeed going to fight you to the death."
"However..."
"It's you who die! I live!"
Reyn's tone was icy cold, and his killing intent erupted abruptly.
He slammed his hands together fiercely.
The surrounding Mirror Dimension twisted crazily.
The Celestial members who had just gathered together were forcibly pulled apart by countless invisible giant hands, instantly falling into completely different independent spaces.
Although they could see each other across the transparent spatial barriers, they were completely unable to contact each other, let alone join forces to defend against the enemy.
The battlefield was completely severed!
This was the overbearing nature of [Multiple Mirror Dimensions], locking the door to beat the dog, defeating them one by one!
Chapter 214: Do They Share Turtle Shells Too?
Kamar-Taj has always dominated with spatial spells.
It has been the rule passed down since Sorcerer Ancient One.
Naturally, Rayne's mastery over spatial power had also reached the pinnacle.
One could even say that spatial spells were his most terrifying trump card.
With just a casual wave of his hand,
the tightly clustered members of the Celestials were instantly and forcibly separated.
The Judge violently extended his arm.
The surrounding energy was instantly brought completely under his control.
He fiercely threw a punch forward, the violent coercion seeming to tear apart heaven and Earth, crashing straight into the spatial barrier set up by Rayne.
However,
space merely rippled for a moment before remaining completely intact.
A trace of mockery appeared on Rayne's face.
"Lord Judge."
"You surely don't really think my spells are that easily broken, do you?"
"You guys aren't still dreaming that with a casual wave of your hand, you can shatter spells and instantly kill your enemies, are you?"
"Surely not? Surely not?"
Rayne's voice echoed within the grand hall.
The Judge opposite him had a face ashen with anger.
Not only was this brat before him abnormally powerful, but his mouth was also vicious enough to piss someone to death!
What kind of freak was he anyway!
Did he really think he was invincible just because he knew a few spells?
They were the dignified Celestials, couldn't he give them some face!
The Judge stared dead at Rayne with a gloomy face.
"Young man, don't be too arrogant."
"The Universe is vast, and you aren't the only one proficient in the spatial laws."
"It's best to keep a low profile!"
The Judge let out a heavy snort.
There were many members of the Celestials.
Everyone was born carrying a unique ability.
Moreover, their power was incomparably formidable.
In the team present today, there happened to be a spatial master.
Codename The Shuttler.
He was the person in the entire faction with the deepest understanding of spatial mysteries.
The Judge deeply believed that as long as The Shuttler made a move, he could definitely instantly dismantle the blockade before them.
He turned his head and gave The Shuttler an encouraging look, counting on him to quickly step in and save the situation.
"The one you're muttering about couldn't possibly be this guy right in front of us, could it?"
Rayne raised an eyebrow.
He raised his hand and pointed casually forward, and a Celestial expert fell out of thin air right in front of him.
This person's hands were in a state of virtualization, deeply thrust into the deep spatial layers.
Who would have thought,
the deep spatial layers had long been completely locked down by Rayne with formidable magical power.
This unlucky bastard had actually gotten both of his hands firmly stuck inside.
Now he couldn't pull them out even if he wanted to.
He could be seen kicking his feet desperately into the empty midair, leaning his body far backward.
He used all his strength, yet his hands remained completely motionless.
"Did you Celestials run all the way over here just to perform acrobatics for people?"
Rayne really couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark.
Hearing this,
even The Judge depressedly reached out to cover his eyes.
How humiliating.
It was simply humiliating to the utmost degree.
However, when The Judge looked at Rayne again, there was a hint of horror in his gaze.
The Shuttler was practically the biological son of the spatial laws!
Relying on his unique skills, he had once successfully slipped away under the pursuit of the cosmic deity "Infinity," and not even the five major creator deities could do anything about him.
But right now,
he was actually trapped tightly within a spell, unable to even pull his wrists out!
What kind of heaven-defying spell attainment was this?
This brat was simply a thorough monster!
Having reached this point, The Judge instead forced himself to calm down.
He stared dead at Rayne, his entire face filled with frost.
"Sorcerer, you are indeed outrageously strong."
"Looking across the entire multiverse, you can be considered a top-tier existence."
"But have you really thought it through, to fight the Celestials to the bitter end?"
The Judge questioned in a cold voice.
Rayne smiled indifferently.
"So what if I fight to the bitter end?"
"Opposing us—"
"You are guilty!"
The Judge declared with a solemn face, word by word.
Just as his voice fell,
Rayne instantly sensed that something was slightly wrong.
The surrounding space—
the entire sea of stars seemed to begin showing strong repulsion toward him after The Judge spat out those words.
He could clearly feel the thick malice cast by all things in existence.
Even the magic power that usually flowed smoothly had now become obscure and difficult to manage, as if falling into a quagmire.
"This is somewhat interesting."
"You can actually make heaven and Earth target me."
"However, what is the point of playing these tricks?"
"In front of true absolute power, all shackles are mere decorations!"
Rayne's body suddenly shook violently.
The entire starry sky shook violently along with it.
Immediately after, a roaring sound of chains being violently snapped apart by brutal force echoed in his ears.
Rayne instantly felt his body lighten, and all restraints vanished into thin air in an instant.
Such overbearing law suppression was actually forcibly blown apart by him relying purely on hard strength!
The Judge's eyes widened to the size of saucers instantly.
This brat...
was too fierce!
He went toe-to-toe with the Universe's underlying operational rules relying merely on his own power.
The crucial part was that he even won!
This was simply preposterous to the extreme!
When did such an abnormal freak pop up on Earth?
Weren't Earthlings personally crafted by their Celestials?
The Judge now wished he could grab the colleagues responsible for seeding life back then and loudly question them.
What on Earth happened?
How could they cobble together such an unbridled freak!
Forget it.
Right now was clearly not the time to dwell on the reasons; saving his own life was the top priority!
The Judge clenched his teeth.
"I sentence you to be guilty!"
"I sentence you to accept severe punishment!"
"I sentence..."
The Judge chanted at a rapid speed.
Rayne only felt a mess of various negative statuses crashing onto him one after another.
Tearing, slowing, suffocation... all sorts of varieties.
If an ordinary person were standing here, just the stacking of a few statuses would be enough to instantly kill them.
However,
Rayne nowadays had long stepped into an unfathomable realm.
He could no longer be considered a mortal body in the conventional sense.
Like all top-tier mighty figures, his existing flesh-and-blood shell was merely a disguise.
In reality, the most basic particles composing his torso had long transformed entirely into pure energy.
These so-called judgment statuses...
weren't even considered tickling to him.
Furthermore,
he was too strong.
Strong enough to far surpass The Judge.
The absolute suppression of realms directly turned these trashy things into a joke.
Rayne grabbed casually.
Dense clusters of over a hundred sharp, ink-black spears materialized before him.
"Power is the source of everything."
"These fancy tricks you play are alright for bullying the weak."
"Wanting to deal with me is purely a daydream!"
As his voice fell,
Rayne flicked his fingers casually, and the over hundred black blades whistled and shot explosively toward The Judge.
The violent dark magic power churned and boiled in the starry sky.
"Law Domain!"
Frightened pale, The Judge's body wrapped in armor suddenly shrank into a ball.
A massive amount of cosmic origin laws poured out crazily from his body.
The space around him instantly turned into an absolutely exclusionary defensive barrier.
Countless threads of laws, resembling sharp daggers one by one, blocked firmly in front of the blades.
Regrettably,
it was utterly useless.
Incomparably pure dark divine power,
terrifying power originating from the deepest part of the World.
If it were really so easily blocked,
Chthon the Elder God wouldn't have made all mighty figures across the entire Universe terrified at the mere mention of his name.
The law threads snapped one after another, resembling hemp ropes forcibly torn apart by gigantic force.
Crisp cracking sounds resounded through the entire void.
The Judge was sweating profusely with anxiety, his figure retreating wildly backwards.
Various dazzling lights intertwined continuously before his eyes.
Yet the violent spears were like a bulldozer, unstoppable.
All obstacles blocking the front were ruthlessly penetrated.
Seeing that the situation had completely spiraled out of control,
this dignified Celestial member was probably about to be poked into a hornet's nest, firmly nailed to the wall like a tattered rag.
Hum!
The Judge had retreated to a dead end, with nowhere left to evade.
Just at this moment,
he was not pierced through by the spears.
A gleaming golden shield abruptly lay horizontally before him.
This shield was carved out of the exact same mold as the defensive means previously used by The Eliminator.
"After all this fuss, do you guys share even this turtle shell?"
Rayne raised his eyebrows, his tone carrying heavy mockery.
Meanwhile, The Judge hiding behind the shield had a face so ugly it reached an indescribable degree.
Chapter 215: Heaven-Defying Armor-Piercing! Ryan really didn't expect these members of the Celestials to be so good at pulling tricks.
The trick that The Eliminator had just used earlier, the big boss in front of him actually knew it too.
A golden light barrier slammed down over his head, looking exactly like an oversized turtle shell.
"What's wrong? When beaten into a frenzy, do you only know how to shrink into your shell?"
Ryan spoke with a face full of mockery.
"Ignorant bumpkin of Earth!"
The Judge shouted back at the top of his lungs, "This is absolute protection bestowed by the God, do you understand the rules?"
"What the hell use are rules?"
Ryan sneered with disdain.
"A hard fist is the absolute truth. You have so many rules, why are you currently being beaten down by me like a stray dog?"
The Judge was instantly silenced.
He was so furious inside that smoke was practically coming out of his head!
If he couldn't actually beat him, he would have loved to pin Ryan to the ground and rub him fiercely, letting this kid in front of him see why flowers bloom so brightly and redly.
Gloom hung all over The Judge's face, his eyes staring straight at Ryan like poisoned daggers.
Ryan couldn't be bothered to talk nonsense, and suddenly raised his arm upwards.
Hundreds and thousands of pure black sharp blades materialized out of thin air.
Swish, swish, swish!
The sharp blades tore through the air, transforming into a sky-filling violent storm, smashing head-on toward the golden light barrier.
However, the shield propped up by the big boss was clearly much thicker than that of The Eliminator.
The defense power simply skyrocketed in a straight line.
After a flurry of clanging noises, all the sharp objects blasted out by Ryan were shaken into pitch-black smoke.
The Judge didn't budge at all, and instead became cocky.
"Mage, don't waste your effort, with you alone you simply cannot break through my defense."
"If you can smash it to pieces, I'll write my name backwards from now on!"
Ryan glanced at The Judge as if looking at an idiot.
Who lent this guy his confidence?
Had he forgotten how miserably The Eliminator had been beaten back then, to the point of shamelessly sending out a distress signal?
"Ding!"
"Your dark weapon has successfully analyzed part of the divine power barrier laws."
"Absolute penetration attribute acquired, the next attack will definitely shatter the target's defense."
"Prompt: Your dark weapon is asking for spellcasting remuneration based on its current performance, please consider carefully."
Ryan's head was full of question marks.
Good grief!
Not only did it learn to reach out for benefits, but it also started raising the price on the spot?
As expected of Black Magic, this IQ was simply soaring upwards!
Its skin was even thicker than a city wall.
Ryan cursed inwardly while clenching his back teeth.
"Choose any of Tony Stark's out-of-print collector's edition magazines you want, now smash him to death for me!"
As soon as those words fell.
Ryan abruptly waved his right hand.
"Damn!"
Ryan himself was startled quite a bit.
He had long known that this Black Magic was an old pervert.
But he never expected that for a few crappy magazines, this guy could actually go crazy to this extent!
A terrifying giant pillar a full meter thick instantly spanned across in front of him.
The surface of the pillar was engraved with densely packed, profound runes.
Gorgeous and intricate magic patterns wound around it, and the sharp tip at the front flashed with a soul-capturing black light.
Clearly dark to the core, yet it was so dazzling that people couldn't look directly at it.
Just taking a couple more glances made Ryan feel a stabbing pain in his eyeballs.
His mouth twitched violently a few times, and he abruptly waved his hand.
The terrifying giant pillar exploded outward with a boom!
Like a sudden clap of thunder on flat ground, the starry sky wherever it passed was collapsing wildly.
Even time and space were completely torn apart, and the giant pillar arrived in a flash, slamming fiercely into the golden light barrier.
Puchi!
It was just like piercing a soap bubble with a needle.
The indestructible golden light shield instantly shattered into spots of light filling the sky.
The Judge was frightened out of his wits.
What the hell kind of thing is this!
It was clearly the same move, how could the power differ by a hundred thousand miles?
This was supreme great power bestowed by the Living Tribunal, how could it be poked and broken just like paper!
The black giant pillar had a momentum like a rainbow, resembling a shooting star tearing through the night curtain.
The Judge didn't even have time to harbor the thought of dodging before his chest was fiercely pierced through.
The incomparably hard armor of the God was actually more fragile than silken tofu in front of the giant pillar.
Surging dark divine power began to run wildly amok inside The Judge's body.
The innate shell of the Celestials was being rapidly corroded.
Countless bewitching black veins crawled all over his body, exuding a bizarre sense of beauty.
But The Judge felt that death was better than life.
His entire body was ice-cold, and his perception of his physical body was being rapidly stripped away.
It was just like getting ALS on Earth.
He could only watch helplessly as he turned into a senseless puppet.
Fear.
A long-lost sense of horror instantly overwhelmed The Judge's nerves.
The feeling of life completely slipping out of control was simply driving him crazy!
He looked toward Ryan with eyes full of terror.
This method was too terrifying!
This was definitely the exclusive ultimate skill of Chthon the Elder God!
By what right could an Earth native utilize Chthon's origin power?
Could he be Chthon's number one lackey?
Or perhaps Chthon had already kicked the bucket, and all his power was sucked dry by this kid in front of him?
The Judge's brain spun at high speed, desperately guessing various possibilities.
At the same time.
The violent energy had already spread to his head.
The torso wrapped under the heavy armor was on the verge of turning into an empty shell.
Ryan immediately sensed that something was wrong.
The opponent's life aura was rapidly withering!
"As a dignified big boss of the Celestials, are you going to kick the bucket in such a cowardly way?"
"I always feel it's not that easy."
However, Ryan always believed that a follow-up strike was the kingly way.
He raised his arm once more.
Another pitch-black spike condensed out of thin air, shooting straight toward the center of The Judge's brows.
If this strike hit solidly, even a true God descending to Earthwould have to bite the dust on the spot.
Hum!
Ryan's eyes widened abruptly.
The fatal spike unexpectedly stalled steadily in mid-air.
He could clearly perceive it.
It was a majestic mental power so thick it condensed into substance, forcibly fixing the attack midway.
The entire scene seemed to have been pressed with a pause button by someone.
Ryan clenched his fists fiercely!
The spike hovering in mid-air instantly detonated!
With a loud rumble, the violent black fog exploded into a huge mushroom cloud.
The Judge was blown flying by the terrifying Impact, blasted into a disheveled mess.
The indestructible mental barriers around him were also forcibly torn open by brute force.
Although The Judge looked extremely battered, Earth-shaking mutations were happening to his body.
The pitch-black energy that had invaded his body was forcibly driven out, and his shriveled shell refilled once again.
What was even more terrifying was that his aura surged wildly like a volcanic eruption.
At this very instant.
A trace of coercion truly belonging to ancient Gods finally emanated from this guy's body.
Ryan raised his eyebrows.
These alien mecha people, when they can't beat you, they can even power-up on the spot?
The Judge, having steadied his figure, unexpectedly recovered his high and mighty, composed posture.
"The reason why we Celestials can awe the entire multiverse relies on absolute hard strength."
"As long years have passed, it seems you ants have long forgotten awe."
"You simply cannot comprehend what true greatness is called!"
The Judge completely lacked the miserable state of just being pinned to the floor and rubbed.
Overflowing confidence was radiating outward from his entire body.
"I am the One! I am the Many!"
"I am all things!"
"The vast Universe is merely the manifestation of our will, and all matter is merely the aftermath of our power!"
"We are the God!"