205: Chapter 205 A Decisive Strike Against a Dominator!

The Great Demon swallowed Wang Ce's left shoulder.

This was a twisted ritual for a malevolent god's descent.

Its hundred-meter-tall massive body began to twitch violently.

The sound of bones exploding echoed across the sea, a dull thud that tightened one's heart.

Countless black tendrils drilled out from its body surface.

The tendrils rapidly intertwined, forming a thick layer of black chitinous bone armor directly outside its rotting chest cavity.

Its size surged again.

One hundred twenty meters, one hundred fifty meters!

Even more terrifying changes occurred.

In the surrounding sea area.

The seven Ancient God-Demon Corpses, previously floating silently, suddenly had blinding red light ignite in their empty eye sockets.

Seven crimson pillars of light shot skyward.

They converged in mid-air into a massive, twisted net of light, continuously pouring death energy and power into the Abyssal Great Demon's body.

The aura emanating from the Great Demon climbed steadily.

It completely broke through its original rank, and black cracks subtly tore open in the surrounding space.

"Is this a wisp of a god's split soul?" Chen Du exhaled a smoke ring, flicking the cigarette butt into the sea.

On the tilted deck of the judgment.

Wang Zhen looked at the terrifying figure reaching up to the heavens and earth, his psychological defenses completely collapsing.

Run! Must run!

What son, what Sleepless City hegemony, I just want to live now!

He scrambled on all fours towards a spare lifeboat at the edge of the ship's rail.

He stumbled and crawled, his posture extremely pathetic.

A cold snort boomed in his mind.

"Want to leave? Have you asked the Master?"

Li Yaozhi stood on the Shadow Walkway.

Her slender fingers pushed up the black-framed glasses on her nose.

Her long legs, clad in black stockings, slightly parted, and her right hand clenched tightly into a fist.

"Ah—!"

Wang Zhen let out a mournful scream.

The blood-red rune on his brow instantly became scorching hot.

The curse power directly stripped him of his body's control.

He stood up stiffly, his legs uncontrollably striding towards the bow of the ship.

Li Yaozhi's fingers danced.

Wang Zhen was thus controlled, standing firmly in front of all the soldiers, becoming a perfect taunting meat shield.

"Spare me! Please spare me!" He frantically begged for mercy, tears and snot streaming down his face.

Chen Du didn't even look at him.

He flipped his wrist.

A bone gold cleaver, entirely black and exuding a chilling cold, appeared in his palm.

He adjusted the collar of his trench coat and took a step forward.

The black shadows beneath his feet churned with him.

The shadows climbed upward, forcefully erecting a pitch-black long bridge in mid-air that led directly to the Great Demon's face.

His leather shoes echoed dully as they stepped on the shadows.

Chen Du walked unhurriedly, carrying his blade.

The Abyssal Great Demon sensed the provocation.

Its two crimson eyes, the size of water vats, locked onto the man on the bridge.

Its giant maw opened, spewing a thick smell of sulfur and putrefaction.

"Die..."

Heavy, overlapping hoarse syllables squeezed out from the monster's leaky throat.

Its right arm lifted high.

That massive palm, covered in barnacles and bone spurs, descended upon Chen Du with the force of a collapsing mountain.

Shadow instantly covered the entire shadow bridge.

The wind pressure made Chen Du's trench coat flap wildly.

"Do you really think a burst of power will turn the tide?"

Chen Du's eyelids slightly lifted.

His originally lazy eyes suddenly ignited with two dazzling golden flames.

Tyrants Gaze: Eye of Truth, activate!

The surrounding scenery rapidly faded in his vision, turning into a canvas of gray and white lines.

His gaze penetrated the thick layer of black chitinous bone armor.

It pierced through the churning death energy and putrid flesh.

He looked directly at the soul essence of this Overlord Rank monster.

Deep within the Great Demon's chest cavity.

A fist-sized black crystal was throbbing wildly.

A distorted, Gaping Monstrous Face was imprinted on the crystal's surface.

That was the god of fear's mark! It was the source of all power for this mountain of flesh.

"Found you."

A cold smirk played on Chen Du's lips.

His peripheral vision caught a glimpse of a gray-white ball of flesh huddled in the corner.

Ghoul Mao Mao.

This guy had been playing dead on the deck since the battle began, its bone spurs trembling like a Parkinson's patient.

"A soldier trained for a thousand days is used for a single moment. Go!"

A pitch-black shadow swept past its back, transforming into a large foot that fiercely kicked Mao Mao's round butt.

"Heh heh?"

Mao Mao's massive two-and-a-half-meter body shot directly towards the Great Demon's descending palm.

It flailed its claws wildly in mid-air, its dead fish eyes filled with confusion.

Bang!

The giant palm struck its target.

Without any suspense, the Ghoul's body exploded into a bloody, mangled mess in mid-air.

"He'll be a good man again in twenty-four hours."

Chen Du's heart remained calm as he quickly seized the opportunity.

Borrowing the half-second that the Great Demon's attention was diverted by Mao Mao.

Chen Du moved.

The shadows boiled frantically.

All the power within him surged forth.

"Break for me!"

He made a grasping motion with one hand and swung it upwards fiercely.

The shadow bridge supporting him immediately disintegrated.

Countless black shadows converged and twisted in mid-air, instantly forming a giant Shadow Warhammer thirty meters long!

Chen Du's mind stirred.

The massive warhammer, with a piercing shriek that tore through the air, slammed heavily onto the Great Demon's chest armor.

Boom—!

The deafening roar drowned out the howl of the waves.

That layer of chitinous bone armor, strong enough to withstand a battleship's main cannon, cracked open with a bottomless fissure under the brute force of the shadow giant hammer.

The crack rapidly expanded, and black bone fragments splattered everywhere.

The moment its chest cavity was exposed to the air.

Chen Du bent his legs, and the shadows beneath his feet burst open.

He shot forward like an arrow released from a bowstring, rushing into the Great Demon's body through the crack.

The stench of decay was overwhelming.

All around were wriggling, disgusting tumors of flesh.

Chen Du didn't dodge or evade.

His golden eyes locked onto the black crystal.

The bone gold cleaver was raised high.

A white light representing Judgment was attached to the blade.

True damage that ignored all energy defenses!

"I don't care if you're a god or a demon, in front of my ship, you all have to kneel!"

A single slash descended!

Without any obstruction.

The sharp bone gold cleaver precisely cut into the black crystal.

Crack.

A tiny crack appeared on the crystal's surface.

Immediately after, the cracks spread like a spiderweb.

"No..."

A roar of unwillingness and despair emanated from within the crystal.

The distorted, Gaping Monstrous Face struggled violently, then shattered with a crash.

The boundless black energy completely dispersed.

Chen Du kicked off the Great Demon's ribs, his body flying backward.

He landed steadily on the newly solidified shadow bridge.

He took out a clean handkerchief and meticulously wiped the black viscous liquid from the blade.

Behind him.

The Abyssal Great Demon's massive one-hundred-fifty-meter body suddenly froze.

The crimson light in its eyes flickered like a candle in the wind, beginning to extinguish.

The evil god's rules that sustained it completely broke.

Rumble—

The terrifying mountain of flesh lost its vitality.

Its enormous body tilted backward, crashing heavily onto the black ocean surface.

Tens of millions of tons of seawater were stirred up.

Forming a hundred-meter-high wall of water that swept outwards in all directions.

The red light in the empty eye sockets of the seven Ancient God-Demon Corpses also dimmed, returning to their previous dead silence.

The entire scene was silent.

Only the whistling of the wind across the sea could be heard.

On the deck of the judgment.

The remaining Sleepless City soldiers stared blankly at the collapsed mountain of flesh.

Then they looked at the young captain, holding his blade with a lazy expression.

Clang.

A soldier's rifle dropped to the ground.

Immediately after, there was a chorus of weapons falling.

All the soldiers' knees buckled, and they fell to the ground, kneeling.

Their gaze towards Chen Du was no longer that of a survivor, but of a living god who controlled life and death.

Wang Zhen was also released from control.

He slumped on the deck, gasping for breath.

He understood.

The sky of Sleepless City had fallen.

On ferry no. 0819.

Lin Keke chewed gum, blowing a pink bubble.

It popped with a smack.

"The captain's a bit handsome," she mumbled softly.

Tang Ran, carrying her Spiked Club, grinned wildly.

Xia Mo silently put away her blade, her cold eyes filled with fervent adoration.

Chen Du put away his cleaver and walked back to the ferry deck along the shadow bridge.

As soon as he stood firm, a storm raged in his mind.

[Ah ah ah ah ah ah!]

The monstrous mouth on the cover of the sacrifice notebook was wide open.

Blood-red text pulsed wildly:

[Overlord Rank evil creature corpse!]

[I'm rich! I'm super rich!]

[Feed me! Quickly, feed me!]

Chen Du discarded the handkerchief.

He turned around and spread his arms.

His gaze swept over the boundless expanse of monster bones.

"Then, prepare to receive the spoils of war."

"Sacrifice, begin!"

Boom!

A black pillar of light, impossible to see with the naked eye, shot skyward from the deck of ferry no. 0819.

Piercing straight through the clouds!