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Compared to the insignificant lifespan of a human being, a hundred years, the value of immortality is far, far greater—for which he is willing to give anything to win the affection of these ants.
Fortunately, today, he no longer needs to suppress and hide his feelings.
Looking at those countless humble, insignificant yet familiar gazes, and at everything he had earned through his life as a "human being," Brad only wanted to destroy it completely.
"Is this what it feels like to be a god... How interesting."
The steel head of the God of All Weapons swayed slightly. Brad knew how shocking and despairing it was when faith collapsed and crumbled before one's eyes, and a sense of anticipation and pleasure rose in his heart.
He pondered the most memorable method for these ants, aiming to shatter his image as a glorious pope in an instant and expose them to the cruel and treacherous truth—
A building caught his attention.
That dilapidated, sieve-like old building stood out starkly among the many buildings in the working-class district, and even the darkness of night could not conceal it.
Thinking of the symbolic significance and status that building held in the hearts of these commoners, Brad, embedded within the God of All Weapons, cruelly squeezed a smile of pleasure onto his face:
"Use it to spread my fear."
Rumbling--
On the ground, the steel giant strode forward, leaving cracks in the road ahead, until it arrived at the orphanage marked with a blood-red cross.
As fear began to creep into the eyes of the common people, the steel arm gathered terrifying power and slammed down on the Morning Dew Orphanage!
……
underground.
Painful groans began to echo throughout the underground through the strips of cloth.
Thanaus twitched his nose slightly, savoring the gradually thickening stench of blood in the air, a look of satisfaction on his face at the hellish scene before him.
In just one minute, the bloodthirsty essence can extract all the blood from these children's bodies, making it the most precious raw material for him to make blood crystals, instead of relying on accumulating small amounts of blood that do not affect health, as before.
His desires were never limited to cultivating Dane, a dark hero; they also included a massive army of assassins, capable of suppressing the kingdom's elite forces!
"What are nobles and grand dukes? They are just a large piece of bone bestowed by the royal family... I am not so easily satisfied."
A crimson glint flashed in Thanaus's eyes: he had orchestrated the old king's critical illness, he had guided the rebellion of the third prince, Hester, and for some reason, Prince Ota was reluctant to choose a queen; the remaining royal, Kalia, was also a weak mortal...
And now, it's as if a goddess has favored them, causing the strongest warrior in human history, Mino, and Prince Ota, their strongest right arm, to be captured by the demons.
"The days of hiding in the shadows of the kingdom like rats, never seeing the light of day, should come to an end—"
Thanaus smiled and looked up at the head that was showing some unusual movement.
Then we saw the clear, bright sky, carrying a gigantic mechanical fist that smashed the entire ceiling...
Chapter 219 My power is above yours!!!
boom--! ! !
A shiver emanating from his very soul caused the previously relaxed Thanaus to suddenly feel a chill run down his spine, his pupils contracting sharply as his battle instincts detected an intense danger! Instantly, a surge of blood energy erupted from his body as he tried to protect himself.
"No, that's not good—"
The next moment, Thanaus suddenly thought of something and watched as countless foundation stones fell towards the "blood" in the underground plaza.
His eyes widened, and he hurriedly dispersed his blood energy, turning it to envelop the overwhelming pile of rubble.
Connect! Transform! Develop! Develop!
In the nick of time, countless pebbles were swept aside, and a terrifying gust of wind, along with the shockwave, slammed into Thanaus. His lungs churned, and a mouthful of blood gushed from his body.
"Cough, cough cough!!!" Thanaus's chest heaved violently, his eyes filled with shock and anger.
Who is it? Who wants to sabotage his dark plan to dominate the Kingdom of Kur?!
Raising his head, Thanaus felt a devastating rage for the first time: no matter how enormous a being was, it would have to think twice before trying to hinder his ambitions!
The Morning Dew Orphanage was completely reduced to rubble, with a large hole smashed through its foundation, allowing people in the underground plaza to see the night sky and moonlight through the hole.
From a perspective akin to looking up at the sky from the mouth of a well, Thanatos saw a colossal giant, as large as a small mountain, composed of mechanical parts…
His expression froze on his face.
……
"Ah ah--!!!"
Screams, a mixture of panic and fear, spread through the crowd.
Brad reveled in the chaos and disorder he had created, knowing that after his punch, the image of the Pope in the hearts of these ants would be shattered, replaced by... a terrifying mechanical god.
Bang, thud, thud—the violent sounds of collapse raised thick clouds of dust, and the entire ground of the Morning Dew Orphanage shattered completely.
Although he had controlled the force, this punch was still more powerful than Brad had imagined. It truly lived up to its reputation as the Minotaur, the supreme masterpiece embodying the crystallization of human wisdom.
If Mino is the strongest hero in human history, then the Mino Machine is the strongest weapon on the entire continent!
Ironically, minnows bring endless light to humanity... while minnow machines bring endless harm, enough to remind these people of the fear of being dominated by power.
The surroundings gradually quieted down, and the chaotic noise subsided, making Brad, who had been engrossed in the moment, feel somewhat uncomfortable and bring him back to his senses.
Um?what's the situation?
Brad looked down and found that the fear in the waves of gazes had disappeared, replaced by a fixed stare at one spot.
On the ground that the God of All Weapons had just shattered, a massive underground cavern was revealed, and a thick stench of blood immediately filled the air, causing countless civilians to turn their gazes in shock.
"My God... what is that?! There's such a space underground at Morning Dew Orphanage?!"
"So many children, I recognize them, aren't they orphans from Morning Dew Orphanage?!"
"What's going on?! Why are they all living in this place... No, that's not right! They're all tied up!"
"Hiss!!! It's blood! How cruel! Who is drawing blood from these children! It's so evil!"
"Look! There's a person over there!"
Brad was stunned. Things had taken an unexpected turn. Were people conducting such inhumane experiments underground in the capital? Although he didn't care about such things, it was just too inappropriate.
His gaze fell to the ground, quickly locking onto the shadowy figure wearing a blood-red mask—
……
Their most secret place was shattered by a sudden attack. The enormous mechanical giant, which looked particularly huge from an upward angle, filled their field of vision, leaving the Thanausians stunned for a moment.
Then came a huge crowd of onlookers, as if they had gathered nearby from the very beginning.
Above his head, the mechanical giant withdrew its massive hand. Thanaus's blood-red eyes were especially sharp in the night, and he quickly realized that it was a truly holy and radiant entity composed of countless sacred artifacts.
And at the giant's heart, although the appearance had changed somewhat, it was undeniably recognizable:
It was the most sacred and noble person in the kingdom, the Saint of Vessels, whom Nathanaus had always refused to meet.
Thanaus's eyes were filled with deep horror: he never expected that this old codger would have such terrifying abilities!
Amidst the flurry of emotions, the mechanical giant above him, Brad, turned his gaze toward him.
An attack that pierces straight into the earth... a mechanical giant, incomparably holy and capable of overcoming all... Pope Brad of the kingdom...
Countless clues strung together in his mind, and in a flash, a thought suddenly leaped into Thanaus's mind:
—They're coming for me!!!
The unease that had been lurking in his heart since the noble selection finally erupted at this moment. Without any hesitation, Thanaus suddenly burst out with the deepest crimson blood energy, flew out of the underground square, and prepared to escape into the distance!
He knew he no longer cared about the blood he was so close to drawing. His sixth sense, which allowed him to see into people's hearts, told him that Brad looked at him as if he were an ant, a speck of dust: clearly, the other man had murderous intent!
"No matter what you are, leave yourself here!!!"
An extremely indifferent voice, accompanied by a mechanical engine-like hum, enveloped everything from all directions.
Thanaus's initial display of power, instead of fleeing, immediately drew Brad's attention and anger.
He has become a god; wherever his gaze falls, that is his domain! How dare an ant swagger and act arrogantly under his nose? This is a provocation!
The massive mechanical right hand unleashed a surge of powerful force, slamming fiercely towards the blood-red shadow.
Thanaus's senses were heightened to their peak by the surge of blood energy, as if time had slowed down to a standstill. His pupils constricted: "What terrifying driving force, such a vast area! At this speed... I can't dodge it!"
Since the activation of the God of All Weapons, he has become the first person to directly face a dimensional reduction attack. Thanaus felt that this mechanical giant was... somewhat outrageous. How could human power be so overpowered?!
but--
"My strength is far superior to yours!!!"
Even though he was slightly shocked by the power that clearly came from the Holy Church, Thanaus remained calm and proud. His eyes were bright and red, and his blood energy was gathered in his body as he charged straight at the mechanical giant arm.
Thanaus's confidence stemmed from the primal force within him, a power a level above both humans and demons:
This is enough to make up for the difference in strength between himself and the mechanical giant. Even if the opponent comes with great force, his own blood energy can have a devastating effect.
"Let me show you the terror from the abyss..." Thanaus raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
At the heart of the Minotaur, Brad's face showed deep confusion: watching the blood-red masked man who was about to flee suddenly turn around and—like a conspirator, crash headlong into the man's punch, which was imbued with the power of the "Decadent Weapon"!
Like a devastating blow, the crimson light shattered inch by inch.
“——What?!”
Chapter 220 Double Strike! A Single Battle to Fame!!
Thanaus encountered his first setback in his life.
A mouthful of blood spurted from Thanaus's mouth. He felt as if he had crashed into a wall made of mithril, and his blood energy was shattered!
"Nani?!"
Thanaus's eyes widened in terror, sensing that the power gathered on the giant mechanical arm was not only immense but also terrifying, capable of corroding anything inanimate.
The weapons stacked with sacred artifacts couldn't possibly unleash that level of power, so the problem lies with their pilots:
"Brad, this iron-blooded pope who has lived for a hundred years, actually possesses power comparable to a god?!" Thanaus's eyes widened in shock, followed by a chill of fear. He couldn't win, he absolutely couldn't win...
If it were just Brad, that would be one thing, but the other party is also wielding a colossal object composed of countless holy artifacts from the Holy Church. This is even worse than a gang attack!
Using such a terrifying weapon against yourself? Is it really necessary?!
Clutching his chest, Thanaus's face paled even more. He gritted his teeth, and the red light in his eyes rapidly faded—the next moment, he transformed into an even faster streak of red light, escaping completely into the distance!
This completely bewildered Brad, who momentarily forgot to intercept the mysterious person again. In a daze, the person had already disappeared into the darkness of the capital.