Chapter 1505 - 1506: So Powerful, It's Inhuman
Yang Fei's heart was filled with both pride and sorrow.
Over the past year, he cultivated the Nine Extremes, evolving from a mere Dark Force warrior to a powerful being capable of standing up to all gods.
If he had such strength a year ago, how could the Evil Dragon Brothers have met such a tragic end?
The flames of hatred in Yang Fei's heart burned fiercely; he would not allow the Pluto Couple, his enemies, to escape.
He let out a long roar, and the Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army shot forth, transforming into a long rainbow, piercing directly toward the rolling Pluto Couple underground.
Yang Fei utilized the power of the Tortoise Mirror, calculating Persephone's rolling trajectory with precision.
The Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army emitted a dazzling glow, about to pierce through the hearts of the Pluto Couple.
Pop!
At that moment, Ares lunged forward, his massive form shielding the Pluto Couple.
The Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army penetrated his back and exited through his chest, its blood-soaked tip dripping with blood.
Hades and Persephone were both stunned.
Ares weakly waved his hand: "Go, we can't possibly kill the Magic Shadow, return and inform the Heavenly Father..."
As he spoke, Yang Fei had already charged to Ares' rear.
He grabbed the hilt of the Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army and kicked Ares' body, sending it flying.
Ares' enormous body crashed down three zhang away.
Yang Fei, holding the Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army with a presence like that of a Heavenly God, charged up to Hades, his longsword raised high, then stabbed downward.
Hades, already missing a hand and severely injured, saw the longsword descending and cried out, hugging Persephone and rolling away to escape.
Hades and Persephone were both True Martial Masters.
But they never imagined that, facing Yang Fei directly, they were no match for him.
In an instant, the three Main Gods were all beaten like dead dogs.
Yang Fei's longsword stabbed into empty space, and he laughed coldly: "Where do you think you're going? Pay back the life of my Evil Dragon Brother."
As he spoke, his figure transformed into shadows, instantly catching up to the Pluto Couple from behind.
"Quick, the three Main Gods can't all fall here."
At that moment, Ares shouted, his large hands gripping Yang Fei's feet from behind.
Yang Fei struggled twice but couldn't free himself from this bull-like figure; he turned around, raised his longsword high, and stabbed down.
Ares, with eyes bloody red, stared fixedly at Yang Fei, without a trace of fear, his mouth wide open, breathing heavily.
This delay allowed the Pluto Couple to escape far away.
Yang Fei let out a deep breath, pausing his stabbing momentum, with the Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army against Ares' throat.
"Give me a reason, and I might spare you."
The intense killing intent on the Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army made Ares' throat dry, but he chuckled coldly.
"Not all gods are heartless, selfish. We are gods, but I know that in the eyes of mortals, we're just a bunch of monsters."
With that, Ares' fierce eyes softened.
"All the warmth I've felt in this life comes from Hades."
"If it wasn't for him recommending me to Zeus to inherit the Divine Crystal, I would still be wandering the streets of New York right now."
Yang Fei nodded: "Good, I'm satisfied with that answer."
"You weren't involved in the Amazon Jungle battle, nor have you stained your hands with my brother's blood, so I'll spare you."
Ares was stunned, looking at Yang Fei in disbelief: "You're not going to kill me?"
Yang Fei turned and strode away with his longsword.
"I respect a good man who prioritizes loyalty, so this time I'll let you go."
"If you dare to obstruct my vengeance again, my Heavy Sword of the Destroyed Army wouldn't mind taking another life."
Ares stood there, dumbfounded, watching Yang Fei's departing figure, then suddenly shouted.
"I swear by the name of the gods, I owe you a life, and you can take it whenever you wish."
Yang Fei didn't turn back, his figure quickly disappearing into the jungle.
Back at Kuchen Base headquarters, the aerial surveillance had returned to normal.
The military map of the Northwest Jungle was enlarged by Walker, clearly displayed in front of everyone.
Upon their first glance into the jungle, everyone gasped in shock.
The blue dots on the map remained, slowly moving toward their target.
However, the ominous red dots had vanished completely as if they never existed.
Everyone exchanged glances.
Did it mean that in less than five or six minutes, the Golden Tri-Leaf Special Forces had already been knocked out?
General Walker switched the map to a three-dimensional mode.
In this mode, the map scaled to a one-to-one ratio, allowing everyone to easily view the conditions within the jungle.
However, the jungle was eerily silent, with no signs of a battle having occurred.
Filled with doubt, Walker suddenly noticed black smoke rising nearby; he immediately adjusted the coordinates and expanded the map.
What first caught everyone's attention were the incomplete corpses of two Genetic Warriors, burned beyond recognition by the fire.
Their enormous bodies, even after going berserk, still looked extremely terrifying.
"Damn, they used fire!"
Everyone glanced at each other, chills running down their spines.
At this point, they began to understand.
The once invincible Golden Tri-Leaf Special Forces were likely doomed.
Soon after, they found seven or eight more bodies in the jungle.
Some had completely mutated, half-human and half-beast.
Even looking at the corpses, one could sense the formidable and ferocious combat power of these Genetic Warriors.
No one could imagine the fate of their own Special Forces team if they encountered such monsters beyond human strength.
Yet, all these monsters had perished!
This group, touted as the most fearsome God-level Special Forces of the era, with investments exceeding a hundred billion US Dollars, had been entirely wiped out in the Birch Forest!
General Walker trembled all over, his excessive excitement and fear causing his fingers to quiver.
This made him frequently err in locating Smith's corpse.
Finally, Walker found Smith's body under a birch tree.
This world-renowned Special Forces King, rumored to possess Demi-God strength.
At this moment, he leaned against a birch tree, his head hung low, motionless.
Smith's head had been shot open, with his exposed skull leaving a long trail of blood mixed with brain matter on the brown trunk.
Everyone noticed a blood hole on his shoulder, a wound from being stabbed by Military Spikes.
This meant that this strong figure had been nailed to the tree trunk with Military Spikes and then shot in the head in a face-to-face duel.
This outcome shocked everyone; who could have killed Smith in a one-on-one fight?
Unanimously, everyone thought of that grinning yet incredibly powerful figure.
The Evil Dragon Yang Fei!