Chapter 1 好强

So strong, ridiculously strong. Zhang Yuanqing lowered his head and looked at the Thunder God Suit on his body, suddenly feeling that the suit wasn't so appealing anymore.

He didn't seize this opportunity, instead casting Thunder's Fury from afar, summoning a storm of lightning to engulf the High Priest.

*Rumble rumble*

Streaks of ferocious, tree-like lightning fell like torrential rain. They bared their fangs and claws, they flaunted themselves wantonly, interspersed with lightning pillars as thick as water tanks, filled with a destructive aura.

The High Priest's body was constantly struck by lightning and enveloped by thunder pillars, his pure white robes burned away, his strong body charred and carbonized.

Zhang Yuanqing transformed into starlight, appearing above the High Priest's head, and brought down the Pumpkin Hammer, smashing it fiercely towards his crown.

"Bang!"

The High Priest's head, paralyzed all over, cracked open, blood and brain matter spraying out as he fell powerlessly towards the ocean.

Zhang Yuanqing quickly looked at the girl, hoping she would take the opportunity to beat a drowning dog, but found the girl standing blankly, letting the opportunity to strike the enemy pass by.

Why is she just standing there, having strength but no wisdom? Zhang Yuanqing frowned inwardly.

*Splash!*

White waves surged from the sea surface, and a sea beast resembling a giant whale burst out of the waves, opening its huge mouth filled with sharp teeth.

Cynthia, who had been lurking in the sea, swallowing the priest for a long time, finally seized the opportunity to strike, successfully pulling the High Priest into the ocean.

The sea is the domain of sea demons.

As the sea beast swallowed the High Priest, the sea surface returned to calmness, with slight undulations.

Zhang Yuanqing and the two goddesses overlooked from the high sky, silently waiting for the result.

The girl with pure black eye sockets, looking at Sekhmet, spoke her first words since birth, "My heart can only beat a thousand times..."

Only a thousand heartbeats? That's 10-15 minutes... Zhang Yuanqing was not surprised by this, it was even expected.

Sacrificing a Cupid to summon a peak Lord-level creature is inherently unequal.

But if this super life form has a time limit, it's reasonable. It's powerful, but silly, with obvious intellectual deficiencies. In 15 minutes, no, in 10 minutes, I have to cooperate with her to kill the High Priest, otherwise it means the dungeon strategy fails...

If Cynthia could continue to seriously injure the High Priest in the sea, that would be great...

Just as Zhang Yuanqing thought this, he saw the calm sea surface suddenly rise with violent waves, giant waves rising tens of meters high, one wave after another, white foam like white dragons and snow lions.

After a while, streams of scarlet blood gushed out of the deep blue sea water, quickly spreading and dyeing the surrounding sea area red.

A corpse of a sea beast, pieces of limbs and minced meat, floated to the surface.

"Boom!"

A golden light rushed out of the ocean. The High Priest emerged from the seabed, the laurel crown on his head was gone, his white hair fluttered, his naked body was muscular and full, and the aura emitting a faint golden glow had dropped a lot, and the spiritual power fluctuations were not as good as before.

Zhang Yuanqing anxiously overlooked the sea surface, but still didn't see Cynthia come out.

"She's dead!" the naked girl said.

"The sea told me." Hearing this news, Sekhmet became sad. After Cupid and Erlik, she lost another sister.

Zhang Yuanqing was furious, blood rushed to his head, and the death of his beloved caused his rationality to completely collapse. His eyes turned red as he transformed into starlight, and teleported behind the High Priest. He threw a punch... *bang bang bang bang, smack smack smack*...

Amidst the explosions of air currents, Zhang Yuanqing, wearing the Thunder God Suit, only lasted for ten seconds before being beaten to pieces by the High Priest and kicked away like a sack.

Sekhmet flew over to hug her lover, rolling with him in the air to dissipate the force. She said urgently, "Amini, my dear Amini, are you alright?"

She looked down at her lover's broken body, her eyes filled with tears, his bones fractured all over, and his internal organs were severely burned.

His flesh was severely carbonized. In her opinion, such exaggerated injuries were fatal even to a god.

"Let's play it safe..." Zhang Yuanqing said, spitting blood.

"What?" Sekhmet asked blankly, "Temporarily avoid the limelight!"

Zhang Yuanqing responded, his desire to survive extremely strong.

The full of anger and indignation just now had dissipated cleanly, and strong rationality reoccupied the high ground.

Sekhmet hugged her lover and jumped away.

The High Priest's eyes swept over the two who had escaped, and he reached behind him, wanting to draw an arrow for a long-range attack. Suddenly, he abruptly sidestepped.

A huge wind blade brushed past him, cutting out a "gully" of a dozen zhang long on the sea surface.

*Whoosh whoosh*, wind blades roared, forming a rain of coverage without dead ends. The girl still seemed to have the ability to cast wind blades.

The High Priest chanted in a low voice, and a light golden light formed a spherical barrier outside his body, constructing a field that was not subject to infringement.

An ear-piercing, dense explosion immediately came, and the wind blades, like raindrops, collided against the surface of the spherical barrier, creating dense ripples.

The girl with empty eyes opened her arms, and the airflow gathered and compressed in front of her, forming a sharp weapon hundreds of meters long, the tip of the knife directly resting on the surface of the spherical barrier.

The girl pushed her palms outwards, and at the intersection of the knife tip and the spherical barrier, an empty space of different attribute spiritual powers competing against each other was formed, evenly matched.

In the distance, Zhang Yuanqing, injected with two tubes of life source fluid, gathered all the thunder attribute spiritual power in his body towards his right hand, interlacing and condensing it into a bright blue, dazzling thunder spear.

Stepping on the Eight Steps, he threw it with all his might. The thunder spear shot away like lightning, leaving behind a trail of electric arcs wreaking havoc along the way.

The thunder spear carried a 50% probability of inevitable penetration, as well as ninth-level thunder power, striking from the side.

The spherical barrier broke the original balance, and the three forces triggered a terrifying explosion. Lightning, hurricanes, and golden light spread out, colliding and exploding with each other in the process. The aftermath swept across dozens of miles.

Zhang Yuanqing and Sekhmet were far enough away, and when the aftermath reached them, there was not much destruction left.

He released the Thunder God Suit and said, "Sekhmet, you go and join Monia, don't actively participate in the battle, unless there is an opportunity to seriously injure the High Priest."

After speaking, he took out the Natal Spiritual Moon and wore it on his forehead, letting the vine-like black patterns spread across half of his face, and then disappeared from Sekhmet's sight.

In this way, he could both avoid the High Priest's golden arrows and quickly recover from his injuries with the help of the Natal Spiritual Moon's amplification.

In the upcoming battle, he could only play support. The main output would be entrusted to the girl created by the Original God.

Sekhmet wasn't even curious as to where her beloved man got this fancy invisibility trick. While paying attention to the battle, she flew towards Monia further away.

The High Priest, whose Law Domain was broken, decisively changed from defense to offense, turning passivity into initiative, drawing a golden arrow and shooting it at the girl.

"Hiss!"

The golden light streaked across the sky, so fast that even high-level observers couldn't avoid it, but it shot through only the girl's afterimage.

Her real body appeared behind the High Priest, holding a bronze shield in one hand and a lightning spear in the other, the spearhead heavily chopping down.

The High Priest held the bow in his hand horizontally, blocking the spearhead in the incoming plasma. He reached out and quickly plucked the bowstring with a small amplitude.

With a sharp sound, a faint golden light turned into an arrow and pierced through the girl's brow.

Obviously, this trick of spiritual power automatically condensing arrows was something the girl had never seen before. She lacked similar experience, so she couldn't avoid it.

The girl's head jerked back, a charred hole appearing in her forehead, and her pupils dilated.

The High Priest had already noticed that this girl possessed the powers of wind, thunder, war god, void, and sea demon domains, like a monster forcibly pieced together by the powers of multiple gods.

The disadvantage was that she couldn't skillfully control her powers and had almost zero combat experience.

Just like now, a small trick caused the girl to briefly lose consciousness.

The High Priest kicked her into the sky, drew the fifth arrow, notched and drew the bow, and a golden light flashed.

The girl screamed, golden flames erupting from her seven orifices, being lit into a golden torch.

Her life, her spiritual power, evaporated quickly in the flames.

The High Priest did not let go of any opportunity to win, and drew the last golden arrow from the quiver on his back.

Suddenly, a figure wearing purple-gold armor appeared from behind the High Priest, the right fist with sharp spikes on the knuckles hooking and hitting his temple.

The High Priest lightly moved the bow, *crack*, and opened the fist, a headbutt crashing into the enemy behind him.

Melee was the fastest way to repel the enemy.

"Crack!"

The head of the person behind him instantly exploded, like a package filled with demon artillery, and the helmet and mask covering the head also exploded into purple-gold liquid in the first instant.

The headless corpse fell into the sea.

The High Priest was stunned. The enemy was weaker than he imagined. The powerful armor contained a weak ant, no, a Netherworld creature that had already lost its life.

He realized that he had fallen for a trick. If it was such a weak ant, he would never have missed the opportunity to kill the girl.

Just then, the High Priest felt his energy and blood begin to decline, his spiritual power was dim as if polluted, his armpits exuded a stench, and at the same time, a twisted figure emerged a dozen meters away.

That figure seemed to be performing some kind of powerful dance, appearing just in time to complete the final ending, and then, he bowed to the yellow gourd floating in front of him.

"Please turn around, treasure."

In an instant, a white light shot out from the gourd mouth, with eyebrows and eyes, sharp and unparalleled. It pierced the High Priest's brow with an unstoppable and unavoidable speed, rolling white.

The High Priest's eyes dimmed, and he stood there like a wooden chicken.

The white light rolled, but it didn't cut off the High Priest's head. Even though this peak Lord consumed a lot of spiritual power and physical strength, and suffered serious injuries, he still couldn't kill with one blow.

Seizing this opportunity, the girl transformed into lightning and flashed in front of the High Priest, grabbing a thunder blade from the void.

Electric lights flashed, "*poof poof*" in succession, the High Priest's head flew up first, followed by his arms and legs leaving his body, the body being cut in half from the waist.

Finally learning to sneak attack, the girl recited a solemn and solemn decree: "Forbid self-healing."

A bronze-colored light flashed, and the rules of the dark were established.

The corpse pieces that were originally going to re-condense instantly lost their activity and fell powerlessly into the ocean.

Zhang Yuanqing came out of invisibility and shouted at the girl, "Be careful behind you."

A golden light pierced out from the girl's chest, it was a sharp arrowhead.

The girl's eye sockets, nostrils, mouth, and ear holes spewed golden flames. She stiffly turned her neck and saw the golden High Priest behind her.

This High Priest, who had lost his physical body, was like a nascent soul, holding the last golden arrow in his hand. After being hit by the arrow three times in a row, the girl's body could no longer hold on. In the golden light, she quickly carbonized, melted, and looked at the High Priest, a trace of confusion flashing across her childish face.

"Why... I still... can't beat you..."

The High Priest's aura was extremely weak, but his soul exuded a powerful momentum, and said in a deep voice, "Of course you can't beat me. Your power comes from sacrifice. They sacrificed essence and blood to the Original God, and the Original God created you, but do you know the essence of the great divine powers? Have you gradually comprehended and cultivated the divine powers step by step? You are just a fake who gained power through unorthodox means."

"Why do you think you can beat me? In front of a real strongman, you are just a small..."

The following was too abbreviated to understand.

The girl raised her hand with difficulty, condensing a thunderball with her last strength, and pressed it on the High Priest's chest!

*Boom!*

The most masculine and yang thunderball exploded, thinning the golden light on the High Priest's body, almost collapsing his nascent soul.

The girl's slender body disintegrated inch by inch, turning into ashes, disappearing like smoke.

He raised his right hand high and pierced the golden divine sword into the High Priest's crown.

The power of the Sun God exploded in the High Priest's body, igniting his nascent soul.

The High Priest, who was already like a candle in the wind, turned his head to look at Zhang Yuanqing, his eyes filled with shock: "You, you are the son of the sun?! No, the sun can't have offspring, you, you are a heretical believer who stole the power of the sun..."

In the lingering sound, the High Priest dissipated in the golden flames, and Zhang Yuanqing heard the Lingjing prompt in his ear.

*Ding! Congratulations on completing the single-player Lingjing mission--The Submersion of Paphos Island, number 05, difficulty level S. The rewards are being settled!*