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Liu Ziming smiled slightly: "I am the person you are looking for!" His words caused a stir throughout the room.
Chapter 265 Battle against the Lightbringer Amon!
The army of light warriors stared in stunned disbelief at Amon, the messenger of light, who had lost an arm.
They weren't shocked by Liu Ziming's strength, because the abilities he displayed from the moment he appeared were enough to demonstrate his exceptional power, and everyone was already at ease with Liu Ziming's strength.
What shocked them was that Liu Ziming's methods were too bizarre, considering that the twelve puppets were created by the Lightbringer Amon.
Now, however, Liu Ziming used him to kill Amon and even successfully cut off one of Amon's arms.
However, in the very next moment...
"Pfft...!"
A gunshot rang out, and the shocked expressions on the faces of the soldiers below turned into disbelief.
Because a seventh-tier peak knight had somehow managed to slip into Amon's blind spot and vanish into the void and mist.
Just when the battle was at its most intense, this peak seventh-tier knight rode out on his horse and pierced Amon from behind!
Fresh blood gushed out from the cylindrical wound, about the size of a bowl.
It turned into red raindrops that fell on everyone's faces.
Everyone felt a trace of warm blood on their faces, and their eyes were filled with disbelief.
They stared in utter shock at what was happening in the air.
Ammon, the Messenger of Light, is dead?
Liu Ziming stood atop the giant fiery dragon in the air, looking heroic and dashing. He never actually made a move, and only twelve seventh-tier knights were attacking him.
This scene was truly stunning.
Liu Ziming pondered. Amon seemed to be completely dead, but the magic barrier had not disappeared, which Liu Ziming found strange.
Just as the punitive expeditionary force was thrown into disarray once again.
Boom... Boom... Boom boom boom... Rumble rumble...
The earth suddenly trembled, and a series of tectonic movements began.
The earth cracked, mountains and rivers collapsed, and the distant river dried up.
As these terrifying scenes unfolded, the ground beneath their feet suddenly shattered, followed by countless golden rays bursting forth like fireworks, magnificent and dazzling. Within this boundless golden light, a terrifying phantom slowly emerged, emanating a hoarse voice: "Very well, a clown dares to rival the moon's brilliance! Kid, you deserve to die this time!"
His words were filled with boundless arrogance, and the phantom within the golden light suddenly unfurled its wings! "It's General Ammon!!"
A highly skilled member of the expeditionary force caught a glimpse of it and exclaimed in surprise, "A stand-in?"
Liu Ziming smiled slightly: "It seems I've been underestimated."
It turns out that Amon never fought in his true form from beginning to end. If Liu Ziming hadn't destroyed Amon's fake body, he probably wouldn't have shown up yet. "Interesting."
The gold gradually dissipated, leaving only Amon standing in the air.
Unlike before, this Amon's wings are not bare wings, but real white feather wings.
Amon looked at Liu Ziming and sized him up with a playful expression.
As soon as he finished speaking, no more strange phenomena appeared on the earth; it seemed as if everything had been frozen in time.
Even the sound of the wind vanished at that moment.
Amon's gaze fell on Liu Ziming, and a terrifying aura surged out, crushing in all directions.
Even the Light Expeditionary Army felt an endless despair at this moment. A terrifying sense of oppression followed, suppressing the group of monster players and making them unable to move.
Similarly, Liu Ziming also felt a sense of oppression at this moment. "Half-step to the ninth level!"
The punitive expeditionary force went completely berserk. Amon truly lived up to his reputation as the chosen one of the gods; he had achieved such terrifying feats! "Interesting, no wonder he was so arrogant!"
Seeing that Liu Ziming was not affected by his full power, Amon laughed, a very arrogant laugh.
"It is said that the more powerful a demon is, the more nourishing its blood and flesh are. So I have decided to cut off your limbs and drain your blood to brew wine!" As he spoke, Amon licked his lips.
Amon looked down at Liu Ziming with disdain and spoke recklessly, as if he were looking at an ant, an ant whose fate could be changed at will and easily crushed.
The moment he finished speaking, Amon moved.
Its speed instantly surpassed the speed of light, and it suddenly charged towards Liu Ziming, leaving only a series of afterimages in its place.
Wherever it passed, the air was crushed and exploded.
The sounds of explosions were intermittent.
Liu Ziming stood still, looking at him coldly.
The next second, the other party was right in front of you.
Amidst the other party's disdainful gaze, Amon raised his fist high.
A terrifying force slammed into Liu Ziming.
However, just as the opponent's fist was about to arrive, Liu Ziming's eyes suddenly opened, met his gaze, and he threw a punch. His dragon-like body, combined with the use of a powerful skill, caused his fist to ignite the air, making his fist, engulfed in flames, resemble a golden sun.
It moved faster and became more powerful, with the faint sound of continuous dragon roars emanating from it.
"wrong!!"
Amon's eyes widened instantly, and nine dragon roars emanated from his fist—a power comparable to that of a nine-headed dragon!
A single punch could withstand the power of nine dragons; this was something a mere eighth-rank cultivator couldn't possibly accomplish. "You're not even eighth-rank, you are..." However, before he could finish his sentence, Liu Ziming's fist had already arrived, slamming into him, sending him flying backward at an even greater speed than before. Boom boom boom... Boom boom boom boom...
In an instant, he struck the nearby rubble and ruins, the terrifying power allowing him to penetrate countless obstacles and the sonic boom he generated turned hundreds of miles of rubble into dust.
The next moment, Liu Ziming's figure disappeared from the top of the giant dragon's head.
When he reappeared, he was directly above Amon.
At this moment, Amon looked extremely disheveled. If it weren't for divine protection, he would probably have been killed instantly with a single punch.
He lost this physical confrontation!
Liu Ziming stared coldly at Amon below. He had no intention of stopping there. He slightly raised his fist, his terrifying blood energy boiling within it, unleashing his level six power skill once more. The power was even more terrifying than that of an ordinary dragon. Countless black lightning bolts intertwined in the sky, dense black arcs tearing everything apart with terrifying force. Dragon roars echoed through the air, further stirring the surrounding air currents.
Amon's pupils contracted, and he looked at Liu Ziming in horror, opening his mouth as if to say something.
Liu Ziming's fist was about to strike. "Enough!"
Suddenly, a thunderous sound echoed from within the clouds.
Chapter 266 One punch that shocked the world, suppressing Amon!
As a booming sound echoed from within the clouds, thunder roared in an instant.
The overwhelming power was like the end of the world, but Liu Ziming ignored him completely and showed no intention of stopping.
As his fist descended, the swirling air currents and streaks of energy in the air roared loudly as they crashed down towards Amon. Boom…
In an instant, fist and head made contact, and Amon's skull shattered, sinking deep into the ground. The white and red matter scattered, but the shockwave remained undiminished, and a terrifying explosion swept outwards.
The shockwave swept everything away, engulfing everything; boulders shattered, and earth and wood crumbled.
Amidst the horrified gazes of the punitive expeditionary force, Amon crashed directly into the ground. "No, no, no...please...don't...don't...don't kill me!"
Under the protection of the divine light, Amon's head was still quite resilient and recovered once again. However, his face was now deathly pale, and he stretched out his hands in terror and helplessness. The fear of death completely suppressed his original arrogance.
At this moment, he was no longer the arrogant man he had been before; he was filled with fear and helplessness.
"Too late." Liu Ziming shook his head and sneered.
In Liu Ziming's dictionary, once you make a move against me, you become my mortal enemy. He can only be at ease when his enemy is dead!
As the saying goes, "cut the weeds and wipe them out at the root," and Liu Ziming has always done just that.
Seeing Liu Ziming raise his fist once more, and the air currents swirling again, the sheer terror of his physical strength filled him with utter despair. He gritted his teeth and cried out, "You can't kill me, the God of Light..." *Boom!*
The force pierced through the opponent's head in an instant, and with undiminished momentum, it penetrated the earth, penetrating dozens of meters underground. The terrifying force that suddenly erupted smashed a deep well-like hole in the ground, and the entire earth emitted a dull sound like the striking of a large bell.
With the two of them united, shockwaves surged once more, churning the surrounding earth like the shockwave of a nuclear explosion. "You killed me! The God of Light will punish you!!"
Amon's body recovered once more. He glared at Liu Ziming and said viciously, but even his harsh words couldn't hide the immense fear in his eyes. "It's alright, let him come. I'll beat him up too!"
As he spoke, Liu Ziming threw another punch, and a terrifying shockwave rose up once more, the earth resounding with a dull thud like a great bell being struck, continuously.
Because each sound proves that Amon has been restored once again.
After more than ten repetitions, Liu Ziming wiped the sweat from his brow and looked at the already dead Amon on the ground, coldly saying, "Hmph... I've never seen such a troublesome opponent as you. If you weren't dead, I would have thought you were an unkillable cockroach." The terrifying force spread wildly outwards, flattening everything in its path, including mountains, vegetation, rivers, and rocky hills.
At this moment, the surroundings were perfectly flat.
The surging air currents only gradually subsided after traveling a hundred miles.
At this moment, countless people held their breath.
Even the terrifying phantom in the clouds fell silent at this moment.
The entire scene was eerily quiet at that moment, with only the sound of the wind and the beating of everyone's hearts remaining.
In the distance, the group of soldiers who had been looking forward to watching Amon slay the demon were now dumbfounded, their mouths agape, so wide they could have hit the ground.
Originally, Amon's worshippers.
They were shouting and cheering from the sidelines.
They wanted to see Amon kill Liu Zimo, and then, under Amon's leadership, they would wipe out the entire Demon Forest.
However, they saw that Amon was powerless to fight back in Liu Ziming's hands, being rubbed on the ground, and they even heard Amon begging for mercy.
You must know that Amon is a servant of light, a messenger of light. After being baptized by the God of Light, he has the potential to become a god and a true angel of light!
But what happened at this moment shattered the hearts of countless people.
"How could this be... No... No... How could this happen? How could the Lightbringer Amon be defeated by a monster?" "Impossible, it must be fake, it must be fake." "Amon was defeated just like that?!"
The faith in the hearts of countless people, their backbone, once suppressed the Heartbreak Mountains alongside the previous Pope, the Thunder Knight.
The God of Slaughter, Amon, who could slay 300,000 demons with a single thought, is gone just like that?
The most ruthless killing god was defeated just like that, without any suspense.
With just one punch, he was sent flying backward.
After the second punch, his skull shattered, he looked miserable, and begged for mercy.
They refused to believe, and dared not believe, that Amun was a messenger of light!