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Suppression Spirit Blade fully unfolded, and combined with Demon Skull, it broke through the defenses of these giants with higher efficiency in a ripple-like manner, crushing them.
After giving up the chance to escape, Amohan completely calmed down, coldly watching Wang Long and Dragon Man rush in, unable to withstand their assault.
“War God Flag, rise!”
The fierce battle intent surged once more. This time he had calculated the distance of Wang Long and the others' charge; even if they turned to flee immediately, it would be too late.
Wang Long narrowed his eyes, not expecting to underestimate this artifact. Its power not only blocked his Eighteen Layers of Hell and Yellow Springs but also significantly influenced the entire situation.
Fortunately, it seemed that this flag artifact had a limited effect on individuals; otherwise, Wang Long would have to be wary of whether this guy would take advantage of the situation to counterattack him and Dragon Man.
Moreover, the Suppressing Spirit Sword was also one of the artifacts. Although its power could not compare to that of the War God Flag or even Eighteen Layers of Hell and Yellow Springs, when combined with Demon Skull, it could still exert a terrifying effect within a certain range.
Several generals who had charged forward to intercept Wang Long suddenly felt their rising battle intent suppressed by another force. As their momentum weakened, Wang Long did not hesitate to throw a punch, sending one Giant General flying. He then gripped the wrist of that general, targeting a vital point.
“Uh, what do you want to do!” The Giant General suddenly felt as if all his strength had vanished.
Wang Long revealed a cunning smile and effortlessly lifted his body, swinging him like a giant shield.
Surprisingly, given the strong defensive capabilities of the Giant Clan, it was indeed quite handy. At least he didn't have to worry about being smashed by two punches.
What was even more troublesome was that many giants hesitated due to his identity; many were afraid to use their full strength, allowing Wang Long's breakthrough to be even smoother than when he had used the Suppressing Spirit Sword before.
On the other side, Dragon Man was also affected by the War God Flag. In other words, Amohan could not control the range of its influence at all.
The heavens and earth trembled.
Ripples made it impossible for those from the Giant Clan to resist. Before Wang Long even reached them, they had already collapsed on the ground, unable to withstand any longer.
The countless warriors that once stood between Wang Long and Amohan were being broken through by Wang Long and Dragon Man at a visible speed.
"This time, you two are seeking your own deaths! Let me show you my power!"
Amohan felt the pressure above the Eighteen Layers of Hell and Yellow Springs growing heavier, suffocating him. At this moment, instead of being forced into a position of helplessness, he decided it was better to fight back while he still had some strength left.
If he couldn't feast at the Five Cauldrons, he would at least cook at the Five Cauldrons!
He took out his most prized battle axe and abandoned Wang Long, charging straight at Dragon Man.
His intelligence had already informed him of Dragon Man's identity. Just as Wang Long wished to take his life, if he could kill Dragon Man this time and manage to escape, then Wang Long's side would lose their "righteousness," becoming a hopeless rabble.
More importantly... if he achieved this goal, he could retreat calmly without worrying about the losses here or how many hearts he had lost—because by then, he would be the sole focus of people's hearts.
"Stop boasting! Who dies is still uncertain!" Dragon Man gripped his giant axe. Although he faced a renowned giant warrior who had already seized the position of Giant Spirit God, he had harmed the previous Giant Spirit God and obtained his power through collusion with outsiders. Just this alone was enough to ignite all of Dragon Man's fury. No matter how strong Wang Long was or how great his power, he could not escape the deadly axe strike from Dragon Man!
Clang!
The two top experts of the Giant Clan clashed without any tricks, creating a terrifying momentum that immediately stirred the Spiritual Essence battle intent. The surrounding members of the Giant Clan could not withstand the aftermath of such a high-level confrontation and screamed as they were sent flying.
Dragon Man and Amohan held nothing back. After testing each other's strength and confirming that neither was inferior to the other, they exchanged axe strikes one after another.
As time passed, Dragon Man's disadvantage in weaponry became apparent.
Although during his rise to power, Dragon Man had managed to forge a powerful Divine Axe using extraordinary treasures from his unmatched martial prowess in another region, that did not mean such a weapon could compare to Amohan's weapon forged from the combined resources of an entire large tribe.
"Shen Walking Dragon Technique!"
At this moment, Wang Long also arrived at the scene and threw the Giant Clan general he had captured out with a single motion. He focused his hands and directly unleashed the Shen Walking Dragon Technique, which had the greatest impact on the Giant Clan.
The anomaly in the heavens and earth occurred as Wang Long combined his Shen Walking Dragon Technique with the Eighteen Layers of Hell and Yellow Springs, creating an effect that altered the mechanisms of the world through illusion!
Countless bolts of lightning gathered in the sky, seemingly ready to unleash the strongest punishment from heaven and earth upon anyone who displeased him!
"What is this technique!"
Although Amohan had extensive combat experience with the divine race, his opponents had never been of the caliber of the Four Great Sect Leaders.
Now, with Wang Long's strength combined with the Eighteen Layers of Hell and Yellow Springs, he had reached a level comparable to that of the Four Great Sect Leaders.
At least this current technique that altered the might of heaven and earth absolutely possessed such power.
For the first time, Amohan felt a sense of fear.
Even though he was now referred to as the Giant Spirit God, he did not possess the true strength of a Giant Spirit God!
Surrounded by countless Death Warriors, Amohan felt as if there was no force in the world that could save him.
Everything depended solely on himself!
With no intention of facing it head-on, Amohan recalled the War God Flag and vigorously shook it to ignite the battle intent around him, concealing his own fighting spirit.
This was perhaps the most "pathetic" way to utilize an artifact like the War God Flag.
Meanwhile, he kept weaving through the crowd without any clear direction to avoid being caught by Wang Long.
However, with this, he could no longer control whom he would rush beside.
Clang!
Instinctively raising his axe to block, he felt a numbness in his arms. When he looked up, he realized that somehow he had charged right next to Dragon Man!
Amohan finally revealed a flaw created by Dragon Man's power!
"Phantom World Thunder!"
The thunderclouds in the sky gathered together, illuminating the sky with a purple hue. When a blinding Eerie Light flashed across the sky, Purple Lightning descended with countless illusions simultaneously!
Do not think that those phantom thunders only served to affect Amohan's judgment; this power could also directly impact the brains of ordinary experts. Even if you merely experienced the illusion of being struck by lightning, this illusion would penetrate your brain and cause substantial alternative damage!
Not to mention the real Purple Lightning.
"Roar!"
Although he had just clashed hard with Dragon Man, at this moment, concerning his own life, Amohan roared and gathered all his strength to desperately dodge to the side.
However, his body was jolted by the residual force, causing him to falter.
Just as Amohan sensed something was wrong, the Purple Lightning struck his body.
At the same time, Wang Long and Shadow flashed beside him with astonishing speed.
An incredible sword aura surged forth; even the residual sword wind made the surrounding Giant Clan hesitate to approach!
As the sword light swept through, Amohan was unable to recover from the overwhelming power of Purple Lightning, and his head was severed from his body!
"Amohan is dead!" Wang Long grasped Amohan's head and flew into the air with his sword. "He was never the so-called chosen one of the Giant Spirit God! He is a traitor of the Giant Clan! And Dragon Man is the true champion. Are you still prepared to oppose your war god?"
The entire battlefield fell silent, everyone staring blankly at Wang Long. The members of the Alliance of Tribes were both shocked and delighted. Although they had sensed this victory when experiencing Wang Long's ultimate attack, seeing it happen right before their eyes filled them with an indescribable joy.
On the other hand, Amohan's followers could not even articulate their feelings in this moment.
It was no longer fear.
Their minds were completely blank; they dared not think, could not think, and instinctively did not know what to think.
They could only stare blankly at that familiar head.
In their hearts, there was only one thought.
It's over...
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