299: Chapter 299 Holy War

Everything has its Laws of existence and change; this is what we call Law.

No matter how tyrannical its operation or how strong its destructive power, as long as one masters the Law, it will behave obediently.

Of course, mastery is not just empty words; it is a capability.

Tang Long had previously obtained the power of Law in the Divine Ruins, but it was very weak, with only one point on his interface.

Even this single point of the power of Law is a height that countless cultivators dream of, or even cannot reach.

This point of the power of Law allowed him to have a certain tolerance for the Dragon God's power and the Power of the Sun, but it was not mastery, and he encountered a huge crisis.

However, at this critical juncture, the Mad God lent him a divine form like timely rain.

The divine form is the embodiment of the power of Law, and the divine forms of the gods are collections of massive power of Law, and also the authority of the gods.

Normally, no god would lend such power to others.

When losing their divine form, their strength would also be greatly weakened, and if attacked by other gods at this time, it would also be very dangerous.

However, the Mad God is a madman.

So He lent it, and without any control, let Tang Long use it at will.

But now, by borrowing the divine form of the Mad God, Tang Long's power of Law was suddenly greatly expanded.

The Power of the Sun, which had almost burst his Qi space before, now flowed out naturally and circulated according to his will.

And intentionally or unintentionally, he let these Power of the Sun transform into their proper forms.

The golden humanoid phantom woven from golden flowing fire, with layers of ripple-like halos appearing behind its head, stood forty to fifty meters tall, basically exactly the same as the Sun God in the illusion of the Gods' Banquet in the Divine Ruins.

It's just that Tang Long didn't see the Sun God's face clearly at that time.

The face of this humanoid phantom looked seven or eight parts like himself.

After the new divine form stabilized, Tang Long looked at the ground.

"Your Excellency Badamon, you should be careful too."

Badamon was now petrified, his brain almost crashing, thinking he was highly likely to have fallen into a hallucination.

Even if Tang Long did indeed manifest a divine form, the divine form is not clothes; it's impossible to change it just because you want to.

Even the gods have to condense it according to the types of Laws they have mastered.

But this Tang Long...

He had just used the divine forms of the Barbarian Ancestor and the Crystal Concubine separately, and now he had actually changed into the Sun God's form?

???

Even the Mad God himself couldn't possibly have mastered so many Laws, right?

I don't believe it, it must be fake! It's a hallucination!

He thought in his mind that this was all a hallucination, but when Tang Long's attack arrived, his body made the most honest reaction.

The golden light released by Tang Long pierced through the Void Realm as if it were tangible, while Badamon was the exact opposite; layers of black and white colors rapidly overlapped in front of him, becoming thousands of layers in the blink of an eye.

Under the impact of these two great powers, the ten-thousand-year permafrost was easily crushed like tofu, and the thick clouds that originally covered the sky were punched through with a huge hole.

The scattered golden light swept across the ground from time to time, and the Alien God army, which stood still without command, was also swept down piece by piece like wheat by the golden light that swept over from time to time.

Such dazzling light, even the surviving Blue Blood Clan Elder dared not look anymore, and could only cover their eyes and turn their heads.

The golden light was aggressive, and the black and white colors were constantly tearing.

Tang Long approached and pressed down rapidly, and Badamon's figure was slowly sinking into the ground along with it.

After a while, when the golden light dimmed, he was already standing in a large pit dozens of meters deep.

Badamon was gasping wildly, still maintaining the posture of holding his hands up.

His body was riddled with holes, especially the black part, which was like heated chocolate, almost melted.

However, he stared at Tang Long above the big pit and suddenly laughed.

"Amazing. Your Excellency Tang Long... cough cough... you are truly amazing."

"If you could perform such an attack again... no, even if it lasted another ten seconds, you would have really killed me."

"The Venerable God Kovaf can actually control the Power of the Sun; he is worthy of being the God of Wisdom. And you, being able to withstand such power, are worthy of the title of Saint."

"However, borrowed power is borrowed power after all."

"Such terrifying power also has a terrifying consumption."

"I believe that at this moment, your power has been completely exhausted, but you have not been able to kill me."

"If I were to counterattack, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to withstand it, so I won this battle."

"Now, I hope the Venerable God Kovaf can keep his promise and not block me from leaving."

Tang Long landed on the edge of the pit, golden light still flowing on his body, but the divine form had indeed disappeared.

This blow had indeed consumed more than 90% of his Power of the Sun.

It must be admitted that Badamon was also unimaginably strong; under a destructive power that almost rivaled a tactical mushroom, he could still stand.

A true Saint is indeed terrifying.

However, as for letting him go...

Tang Long rolled his eyes, "Your Excellency Badamon, are you sure you won?"

Badamon's remaining half-face trembled, his thoughts turned rapidly, and he quickly said: "No, no, no, I mean, if we continue to fight, I might win. If everyone stops now, you still have the upper hand, Your Excellency."

Tang Long smiled, "I'm afraid I cannot agree with this statement. Losing is losing, winning is winning."

"I believe you also know something about my boss; he cares about face."

"If things aren't made clear, do you think you can leave?"

Badamon was also resigned.

Kovaf is a madman; he was defeated by the Alien God several times, but in the end, he insisted that he had won. Why did he have to show off and insist on arguing about winning or losing in front of Him?

It seemed that Tang Long on the other side shouldn't want to fight this battle either; he should also have been forced into it.

Forget it, he was indeed too seriously injured.

He didn't know where he was injured, but he felt extremely uncomfortable and even wanted to vomit.

Let's cooperate and bow his head to admit defeat; saving his life is more important.

So he quickly replied, "Your Excellency Tang Long, cough... it is indeed my loss."

"Tell the Venerable God Kovaf that I am convinced of my defeat, and I am seriously injured."

"If he has no other instructions, I must go back to recover from my injuries."

Tang Long nodded repeatedly, "Your Excellency is indeed a sensible person."

"But there is a custom in my hometown where the defeated party needs to compensate the victor with some benefits to demonstrate the honor of the winner."

"If there is no result, wouldn't this fight be in vain?"

Badamon grinned, enduring the discomfort of wanting to vomit, "According to you, Your Excellency, what price should I pay?"

"Just give something symbolic." Tang Long shrugged, then thoughtfully, "I saw the black flags your subordinates took out earlier; they are not bad and can be taken as spoils of war."

Badamon thought to himself, you really know how to pick.

Those black flags are creations of the Alien God; although they are defective products, they can form a special field, enough to suppress all strong enemies up to the Liberation Realm of Spirit Map, and can still be called Divine Artifacts!

Hmph! Even if I give them to you, can you use them?

But he dared not refuse now; saving his life was paramount.

Tang Long was right; like a madman such as the Mad God, if you don't give him some spoils, you really can't fool him.

He just reached out slightly, and the four black flags flew over quickly and landed beside Tang Long.

"Your Excellency Tang Long, can I go now?"

Before Tang Long could speak, Princess Lai Anniya suddenly appeared on the other side of the pit and shouted at him.

"Tang Long, he killed my father, don't let him go!"

Badamon's expression changed drastically, and Tang Long couldn't help but gasp.

He wasn't afraid of bad things, he was afraid of bad people.

Didn't this tiger woman check the situation before trying to commit suicide?

Tang Long immediately scolded, "Shut up!"

Princess Lai Anniya asked in shock, "What did you say!"

"I said shut up! What are you women meddling in men's business for! This is a Holy War between Saints! Is it your place to dictate it!"

Princess Lai Anniya's big eyes were full of shock, but this shock turned into disappointment in the blink of an eye, and then from disappointment into hatred, and the anger almost gushed out.

She quickly gave up on talking to Tang Long and turned to the four Elders behind her.

"Elders, it seems we really shouldn't count on outsiders; we have to avenge this ourselves! Are you willing to fight with me!"

Before the four Elders could speak, Tang Long on the opposite side spoke loudly again.

"According to the agreement between me and King Laita, after completing the baptism, I am the new King of the Blue Blood Clan! Four Elders, are you going to disobey my orders?"

Princess Lai Anniya was almost beyond anger, turned her head and sneered.

"You? New King? Are you worthy? Who will submit to you?"

"Of course I am worthy! I defeated the strong enemy, and I reversed the clan's destruction!"

"If King Laita were still alive, I wouldn't be in a hurry to make him fulfill his promise. Precisely because he is dead, I am now the new Blue Blood King!"

"Four Elders, I want to ask them, does the Blue Blood Clan's promise still count, do you acknowledge me as the new King, and will you obey my orders?"

"If you don't acknowledge it, that's fine, then from now on, I have no relationship with the Blue Blood Clan. Your survival has nothing to do with me."

"You better think it over!"

The four Elders couldn't help but fall silent.

King Laita did indeed mention the agreement with Tang Long.

Wait for him to complete the baptism, obtain the Holy Dragon Power, and then marry Princess Lai Anniya to him. If he could resolve the Blue Blood Clan's crisis and Seal that Alien God source, let him be the new King.

Now, it's unclear whether Tang Long has obtained the Holy Dragon Power, but he defeated the Alien God's Saint and temporarily resolved the Blue Blood Clan's extermination crisis.

At such a time, do they really want to turn against him?

Besides, the black and white giant in the pit, although beaten very badly, was not dead yet.

If Tang Long lets go, can they really win?

Having just found a glimmer of survival, they are going to fight to extermination again in the blink of an eye? The four Elders dared not make such a decision.

They were silent, but Badamon dared not delay any longer.

"Your Excellency Tang Long! I won't meddle in your clan's affairs, farewell!"

He exerted a little force and leaped out of the deep pit.

But as soon as he landed on the ground, before he even took a second step, he felt a churning in his stomach and suddenly vomited a mouthful of white, sticky substance.

He immediately grabbed his throat with his only remaining large white hand, making weird wheezing sounds, and unconsciously turned to look at Tang Long.

"What... have you done... to me... "

Tang Long breathed a sigh of relief, then spread his hands.

"My power is a bit mixed. What pierced your body just now is not just the divine light of the Sun."

Badamon screamed again, and the white eyeballs on his black face suddenly burst, and a small dragon head poked out from them.

But when this dragon head extended outward, it immediately broke off, fell to the ground, and turned into a piece of white, greasy substance.

Next were his ears, and that big mouth could no longer be held shut, and similar things were constantly crawling out of it too.

The white half of his body was becoming increasingly bloated and twisted, and it was unknown what terrible changes were happening inside; within a few seconds, it was almost no longer human-shaped.

Princess Lai Anniya and the four Elders were stunned.

And at this moment, cold light flashed in Tang Long's eyes.

He flew over at the fastest speed and waved his hand, releasing a golden Spirit Blade.

Badamon's huge head fell directly from his neck, and even after rolling a few times on the ground, it suddenly let out a wild roar.

"You didn't keep your promise~~~~!"

Tang Long was knocked back several flips by the roar, his ears and nose bleeding from the shock.

After watching for a while longer, seeing that Badamon had completely disintegrated, he finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

An Elder asked in shock, "Tang Long, what is going on? How did he die on his own?"

Tang Long wiped the blood, laughed, "You shouldn't fail to recognize this, right? Isn't this the Holy Dragon Power?"

"What! Holy Dragon Power? How is this possible?"

"How is it impossible? The true function of the Holy Dragon Power is to stimulate."

"If it's just a little bit, it can amplify certain characteristics in the human body into talents."

"If it is a lot of Holy Dragon Power, even carrying the power of Law and invading the body... Badamon has just demonstrated it."

Several people were dumbfounded listening to this.

Princess Lai Anniya couldn't help but ask, "So... even if we didn't do anything, he was already dead? Is that why you stopped us?"

Tang Long sneered, "Thanks to your stupidity, you helped me buy more time; I should even thank you."

Princess Lai Anniya was left silent by the retort.

As long as she recalled it slightly, she understood that Tang Long was originally just dragging for time.

And her impulsiveness almost disrupted Tang Long's plan.

So... she felt incredibly guilty now.

In fact, Tang Long wasn't sure just now that this Holy Dragon Power could kill Badamon.

Because the Holy Dragon Power is too special, and it's not even suitable for combat.

But as long as it could make him lose control, even if it was just discomfort or distraction, he would have a chance to launch a fatal blow again.

However, this Holy Dragon Power is truly terrifying; now it seems even more terrible than the Power of the Sun.

Previously, his consciousness went to Earth, while his body remained under the Holy Lake, absorbing too much Holy Dragon Power, which caused the Power of the Sun to be extremely catalyzed.

At that time, his Qi space was almost filled up; if he hadn't summoned the Mad God in time, he would probably have died ten thousand times more miserably than Badamon.

It's hard to believe that Badamon, who wasn't even killed by extreme destructive power, was actually burst to death by the power of growth.

But after the venting of this battle, Tang Long finally stabilized.

At this moment, inside his Qi space, a Sun Spirit Core like a small sun was steadily hanging there.

In the center of the core, there was faintly a small dragon shadow coiled within.

And the Spirit Rings outside the core had now all turned into small dragons of various colors, circling around the core.

Although he confirmed it again and again that they were still Spirit Rings, their lifelike appearance still made Tang Long's face twitch.

The Holy Dragon Power had completely changed his entire Qi space!

No wonder the outside rumors called it Dragon Fetus; these two words are quite appropriate.

After steadying his mind a little, he called out to the four Elders.

"Let's go. Let's go Seal that source of the Alien God and end this war completely."

But just at this moment, the Void Realm suddenly shook.

A pure black color swept over from the distance, and wherever it went, everything turned into black!

That black was darker than the night, covering the ice, snow, and land, covering the sky and starlight, making one feel incomparably suffocated.

And at the same time, a corresponding piece of white also appeared from the direction behind them, spreading rapidly towards the black.

The difference was that there was a white shadow in the middle of this white.

It was like a lonely shadow, walking in the desolate, boundless white.

In front of Tang Long, at the same moment, countless figures appeared, as if they had suddenly arrived here from countless time and spaces, and then slowly merged into one.

Tang Long's vision disappeared, and he could no longer see anything.

But he clearly knew that the figure before him was the true body of the Mad God!

The white behind him was probably the legendary White God!

And what that darkness represented, of course, could only be the Alien God!

So Tang Long couldn't help but feel a shock; what is the situation with you big shots?

How come there was no sign at all, and you all suddenly rushed out; is this going to be a direct God War?

Can you let me take a leave of absence first?