Soul of Burning Steel

In the Xinghai Palace inside the world, countless cracks spread and closed, just like a piece of porcelain that keeps breaking and repairing itself.

On the outside, the real continent of Siberia is shaking violently, and earthquakes and tornadoes that make all living beings tremble sweep across the world.

All this is not only because the coordinates of the world are shifting towards the void maelstrom, but also because two great god-like existences are confronting each other at the core of the world.

Before the throne of authority, Fatrolvi looked at the iron giant who was gradually approaching, and looked at this powerful enemy who had no intention of giving up.

He couldn't understand why.

Why? He has no chance of winning, thousands of futures flashed in the eyes of the time mover, and among them, there are very few possibilities for the warrior to win-and even these few possibilities are now rapidly dissipating, and will soon disappear completely.

The more he peeped into the future, the more Fatelorvi understood Joshua's fighting methods. In just a few seconds, he had already fought and defeated thousands of Joshuas in the illusion of the future. , the opponent's usual fighting methods, commonly used techniques, instinctive punching strength and direction, the effects of various powers and abilities...Fatelorvi already knows all these things, even better than Joshua himself.

——Eradicate all the opponent's chances of winning? Of course he can! But Fatelorvi couldn't understand why he couldn't turn this 'future' into a 'reality'! He clearly has a huge advantage now, but he can't convert this advantage into a 'victory'!

Therefore, Fatlovi stretched out his hand again, and the galaxy giant pointed to Joshua, and the brilliance of millions of authorities began to emerge from the galaxy in his body one by one—this is the time that Fatlovi has emerged from the void for thousands of years. The essence of all the superpowers collected in the maelstrom can be seen, the brilliance of authority overflowing from his body, merging with the phantom of the steel python wrapped around him, and finally forming an illusory crown on top of his head !

The crown is engraved with ancient runes, and the twelve protruding sharp corners are inlaid with many gemstones of various colors. Countless steel particles condense into fragments, and even constitute the main body of the crown. On the dome of the star sea, divine stars hang down A blue light is connected to the crown, and it can be seen that at this moment, more than a dozen soul stars are suddenly extinguished.

"I see."

With the crown on his head, the time mover ordered in such a low voice: "The future should be like this."

hum! Accompanied by a slight humming, the stream of light containing tens of thousands of colors is centered on Fatlolvi, rushing towards all directions like a tsunami! Even the inner side of the world was completely covered by it in an instant. In the dreamy light of countless colors flowing at the same time, which could not be described in words at all, the dome of the star sea was also eclipsed, and in this seemingly harmless light flow In the midst of it, unspeakable dangers are rapidly spreading!

Thousands of years ago, a man who had mastered countless superpowers reached the inner side of the world with his own power. Here he saw the sleeping steel python and the huge throne of authority. It was magnificent and beautiful, attracting the attention of men. .

The man resents the inaction of the steel python, and also yearns for the power of world authority. Therefore, he uses his power born from the condensation of thousands of superpowers, a crown formed by the condensation of countless destroyed world fragments, Replaced, or merged with the authority of the Siberian world.

He saw and commanded the world: "This is how the future shall be."

Therefore, the sleeping steel python was rejected by the world and thrown out of the void as he wished.

And now, Fatrolvi once again used his most essential power! The place where the crown is filled with light is his world—in his world, the future he wants will definitely come!

The crown on the head of the galaxy giant suddenly lit up. He raised his finger, aimed at Joshua, and drew a dotted line in the air.

In an instant, countless super powers were activated simultaneously, attacking the fighters from every angle——at the same time, endless phantoms began to grow around the Iron Giant God, which were phantoms from his world line, representing another kind of future Perhaps, in just an instant, thousands of phantoms appeared beside Joshua, including the phantom of him being torn apart by strong gravitational waves, the phantom of him being decomposed into elementary particles spilling into the atmosphere, and the phantom of soldiers The phantoms that self-destruct because of various hidden dangers in the body, each phantom means the end of a soldier's defeat, and a future that Fatrolvi expects.

But Joshua turned a blind eye to this, and still walked with big strides, even though sparks shot out of nowhere from all over his body, and the degenerate material armor fell one by one—his calm breathing, and every breath, he would spit out something comparable to The fiery energy flow of the stellar corona, and with the exhaust gas generated by the high-speed self-regeneration, the originally damaged extraordinary modules in the warrior's body became more and more perfect.

The body of degenerate matter, the stellar reactor, the leap engine, and the authority of various steel forces, these extraordinary organs and modules are the foundation of the warrior's strength. Many gifts from battles, enemies, the world, and abilities derived from the sublimation of self-power have made Joshua, who has only been a legend for a few years, reach the level where he can stand shoulder to shoulder with the gods today.

Joshua originally thought that it was difficult to make qualitative changes in these abilities, and that only when he reached the next level would he be able to improve, but Fatrolvi's ability told him that he still had room to improve, his limit, and Not the real limit - between life and death, between infinite possibilities, Joshua has found the path to 'perfection'!

"..."

Towards the inner center of the world, the Seat of Authority of the World is one step closer. The steel giant who has already repaired himself is silent at first, and then whispers: "Is this the feeling of expelling all hidden dangers in the body?"

The fighters now feel that they are stronger than ever before.

Fartrolvi's ability to observe the future is an unbelievable probability operation system. As long as something is likely to happen by chance, then he can make it a reality as much as possible. Joshua, who thought that the energy circulation system in his body was already perfect, almost exploded on the spot. Countless seemingly insignificant small mistakes accumulated and occurred at the same time, even reaching the point where he could instantly kill a legend.

But that was a few seconds ago. Today's Joshua has repaired all these errors and brought them to perfection.

'What doesn't kill me only makes me stronger. '

Although it is still at a disadvantage now, those fancy little tricks can no longer disturb the progress of the giant god.

In the next instant, endless steel power erupted and spread on Joshua's body surface. It was an imbalance of high temperature and high pressure caused by the rapid formation of degenerate matter. The steel power danced like a helium flash in the inner hall of the entire world. , They are like sparks, even igniting and eroding the space. It is completely opposite to the power maintained by Fattorol. It is not the power to 'replace' the world, but a complete destruction, representing the destructive power of the 'end'!

That was the path Joshua chose.

The phantoms began to disappear. Thousands of phantoms of doom would appear every second, and they were dissipating at the speed of thought. Thousands, hundreds, ten, ones, within a breath, almost all the "possibles" floating beside Joshua Scattered, destroyed by pure power, all tricks have disappeared without a trace, leaving only the last few most stubborn world lines that have never been destroyed.

That is the future where Fatrolvi fought head-on with the warriors and won the battle-and this future is now illusory and ethereal, although it exists, it is crumbling!

The silver flame was burning quietly, and spread as the soldiers moved forward. The flame soared into the sky, and the intense light even shook the star network. Visions of the future nipped in the bud.

The soul stars were extinguished one after another, but they could not restrain the spread of the silver flame. Under the burning of this flame, the space was shattered, and countless spider web-like cracks began to spread. The violent energy flow from the inside of the world leaked into the Siberia continent through the gap, and suddenly, the high sky turned into a raging sea of ​​flames. Although there is no sun in the whole world, it is like daytime. Countless peaks and buildings are vaporized under the attack of this deadly energy flow Disappear and become the fuel of the giant gods!

"come!"

Looking at Fatrolvi, who is in front of the throne, with a crown on his head, who is using infinite superpowers to attack him out of thin air, Joshua, who is about to come to him, raised the corners of his mouth and strode forward: "Look, I will put this The world is completely burned, or you should use up the countless hoarded souls first!"

"Don't you have mercy?"

Seeing this scene, Fatrolvi didn't change his face. He continued to use superpowers to attack, but his tone remained calm: "You are an enemy of me to save them, but now you are destroying the world."

Between the words, the mountains in the eastern part of the Siberia continent had turned into a sea of ​​silvery white flames. This was the vision formed by Joshua's steel power eroding substances and converting them into the fuel he needed.

"You don't have mercy on your world, you don't have mercy on your people, why should I have mercy?"

Joshua sneered at this, as if mocking Fatrolvi's sudden kindness: "I don't care at all whether their world will be burned to the ground by my flames, or if every trace of my soul will be swallowed by you—— If human beings want to live, what does it have to do with me, what does it have to do with you?

"Since we don't care, let them go their own way after I kill you!"

—Call your gods, destiny, all your futures!

The iron giant clenched his four fists, and silver sparks flowed from his fingers: "Fatelorvi, today you are destined to meet destruction!"

I wrote it over and over many times, but I still feel that it is not perfect... I should have written the w word chapter directly, but I have a headache, so I will finish it tomorrow.