jdhmnovel Chapter 213: The King's Soul Destroys the God, and the God Fears the Might of Hell
Chapter 213: The King's Soul Destroys the God, and the God Fears the Might of Hell
Wang Hun looked at the angry Feather-Horned Gods, his eyes revealing determination and fearlessness.
"Whether you believe it or not, this is the truth. I, Wang Hun, will use the power of these gods to protect the Hades and make you pay for your invasion."
The three Feather-Horned Gods were furious and condensed their spears again. The broken spears began to recover and rushed towards the King's Soul.
Wang Hun immediately exerted the power of the Vajra Realm to strengthen his body and prepare to meet their attack.
When the Feather Horned Gods approached, they all used their full strength to thrust their spears at Wang Hun. Wang Hun calmly raised his arms and used his body to resist the attack. With a few loud bangs, the Feather Horned Gods' attacks were easily blocked again. Their spears broke and their arms were numb from the shock.
"How could this be? Your body is so strong!" a feather-horned god said in surprise.
Wang Hun smiled slightly, "This is the power of the Vajra Realm. The arrogance of you gods will make you pay a heavy price."
Although the three Feather Horned Gods were shocked by the powerful strength of the King Soul, as warriors of the God Clan, they would never give up easily. They adjusted their status again and prepared to launch a more powerful attack.
The three Feather Horned Gods were shining with light, and their divine power was constantly gathering. They looked at each other, and once again expended their divine power to gather their spears, their eyes filled with reluctance and determination.
Then, they threw their spears at the same time, and the spears spun in the air, flying towards the King's Soul with great force. At the moment the spears flew out, a Feather Horned God used a special divine power technique to make the spears suddenly accelerate in the air and change their trajectory, becoming elusive.
Wang Hun's eyes focused, and the divine power of the Vajra Realm on his body shone even brighter. He stood firmly in place, ready to face this round of attack. When the spear approached, Wang Hun quickly swung his arm, gathered the divine power in his arm, and easily smashed the spear with a powerful punch.
After the spear was shattered, the three Feather Horned Gods did not give up. They rushed towards the King's Soul again, trying to attack him at close range. One of the Feather Horned Gods used a fast-moving technique, moving around the King's Soul like lightning, looking for an opportunity to attack. The other Feather Horned God continuously released small divine power shocks from a distance to distract the King's Soul.
Wang Hun was not afraid and started a not-so-intense fight with them. In the battle, Wang Hun made full use of the advantages of the power of the Vajra Realm, and easily resisted the attacks of the Feather Horned God with his powerful physical strength and defensive ability.
Wang Hun did not simply retreat and defend himself, but like a tiger, he gave them a fierce and powerful counterattack.
The three Feather Horned Gods were defeated by the King Soul's fierce attack. They were beaten back several times by the King Soul's punches and kicks, like a violent storm. The powerful impact caused shocking cracks to gradually appear on their arms, and the originally solid crystals also shattered one after another, as if they were broken fine porcelain.
Their wings, which symbolized the glory of the gods, were now covered with wrinkles and looked tattered. After this fierce battle, most of their divine power had been consumed, like a candle in the wind, shaky and ready to fall.
They stood in the distance with difficulty, their bodies standing weakly, like dead trees destroyed by a storm. Their eyes were full of fatigue and despair, and their former arrogance and confidence had long disappeared.
Wang Hun looked at the three Feather Horned Gods and knew that he could not let them waste his time. He narrowed his eyes slightly and began to try to concentrate the power of the Vajra Realm on several key parts, namely his arms, waist, legs, and especially his powerful fists.
As the divine power gathered, Wang Hun could feel his body filled with powerful strength, like a volcano about to erupt.
The Feather Horned Gods also felt the terrifying aura emanating from the King's Soul at this moment. They knew that they were powerless to resist. A Feather Horned God said in a trembling voice, "Let's run." The three of them seemed to have a telepathic connection and turned around to flee tacitly. Their figures looked so flustered, which formed a sharp contrast with their previous majestic appearance.
Wang Hun would never give them a chance to escape. He felt that his divine power had increased enough, and a firm light flashed in his eyes. He said in a deep voice: "Vajra Realm Divine Power, Gold and Silver Fists."
Then, his entire figure flew out like a flash of lightning, with powerful defense and attack power. In the blink of an eye, he faced a Feather Horned God.
The three Feather Horned Gods were horrified, two of them ran away without hesitation, while the remaining one mustered up his courage and roared, "Damn human!" Then he tried his best to gather his divine power and threw out the spear. Wang Hun remained calm, waved his hand lightly, and easily shook off the spear with his divine power.
Wang Hun's fist was like gold, emitting a dazzling light. He punched the Feather Horned God in the chest. With a loud bang, countless crystals spurted out of the mouth of the Feather Horned God. The chest shattered instantly, and the entire chest was completely destroyed. It was unknown whether it was alive or dead.
Then, Wang Hun threw another punch, which was as bright as silver and hit the Feather Horn God's abdomen. Under the impact of this powerful force, the entire god was shattered into countless pieces and scattered all over the ground.
The other two Feather Horned Gods looked back and saw this scene, their eyes filled with extreme fear. They once again sped up their escape, wishing to immediately disappear from Wang Hun's sight. Wang Hun caught up with them in a flash, and at this moment, the two Feather Horned Gods were startled and wanted to turn around again.
However, Wang Hun would not let them turn around successfully. This time, he concentrated his strength mainly on his legs and said in a deep voice, "Bronze Leg." He concentrated his energy and kicked a Feather Horn God in the head. The powerful force caused the Feather Horn God's entire head to shatter directly, and his body fell to the ground powerlessly.
The last Feather Horned God successfully turned around and tried to escape. But the King Soul would not let it escape either. He caught up with it in a flash, gathering strength in his legs, and used another "Black Iron Kick".
The kick hit the head of the Feather Horned God, and the entire head shattered instantly, and the body fell to the ground powerlessly. Wang Hun stood there, looking at the remains of the three Feather Horned Gods on the ground, without any mercy in his eyes.
The three Feather Horned Gods were once the pride of the Gods, possessing great power and a proud attitude. However, in front of the King Soul, their arrogance was completely shattered. The King Soul used his own strength to prove that even lowly humans can possess power that surpasses the Gods.
A breeze blew across the battlefield, raising a cloud of dust. Wang Hun's tall figure stood firm in the wind, like an unshakable monument.
His eyes were as firm as steel as he looked towards the battlefield in the distance, where the Hades warriors and the Gods were engaging in a fierce battle, like two ferocious beasts fighting each other, and he was about to throw himself into this thrilling battle once again!
The remains of the three Feather Horned Gods lay there quietly, becoming witnesses of this war. Their defeat would also serve as a wake-up call for the Gods, letting them understand that aggression and arrogance would inevitably come at a heavy price.