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176: Chapter 176 Eight Billion Damage!

Swish!

The earth-shattering explosion expected did not occur!

That black-and-white pillar of light expanded in mid-air.

Like a hot knife through butter, it instantly pierced through the Shivas Manifestation's massive body.

The azure light screen of the system flickered frantically before Lu Yuan's eyes, scrolling a long string of breathtaking blood-red numbers.

[Calculating final damage...]

[84,000 Base Attack x 350% Stats Attack Bonus x 5x Limit Charge x 10x Tyrants Rage x 2x Noah Overclock x 64x Lord Multiplier!]

[Ding! This attack dealt final damage: 1,881,600,000 points!]

One billion, eight hundred and eighty-one million, six hundred thousand!

This was an astronomical figure enough to drive any player at this stage, or even any Abyss Lord, to despair.

When the black-and-white light pillar struck through the Shivas Manifestation, there wasn't even a millisecond of pause.

With its momentum undiminished, the pillar of light shot straight into the sky ten thousand meters up.

Buzz—

High up in the firmament, the light pillar suddenly exploded and then rapidly collapsed, briefly forming a small black hole in the sky.

The thunderstorms and dark clouds that originally filled the sky were suddenly pulled and swallowed by this terrifying suction.

Finally, accompanied by a dull secondary explosion.

The black hole dissipated.

The sky cleared completely.

Sunlight once again spilled over the wilderness.

And the high-and-mighty Avatar of the God of Destruction in mid-air hadn't even released a single starting skill.

Just like that, it turned into countless floating specks of nothingness in the breeze.

Completely vanished.

...

Meanwhile.

Within a divine space filled with chaos and pressure.

The true form of Shiva, sitting cross-legged in the void, suddenly jerked backward, nearly spitting out a mouthful of divine blood.

His majestic face instantly turned pale.

"Shiva, what happened to you?"

A deity nearby, shrouded in golden light, noticed the anomaly and asked with a face full of astonishment.

Shiva steadied himself, and from those eyes capable of piercing the void, a terrifying rage erupted.

"Damn human!"

Shiva gnashed his teeth, his voice shaking the surrounding space until it faintly began to collapse.

"My avatar was actually dispersed by a human from the lower realm!"

As soon as these words were spoken.

The entire divine space fell into a deathly silence.

All the surrounding deities watching widened their eyes and let out cries of disbelief.

"What?!!!"

"How is that possible?"

"How could an ant from the lower realm possess the power to slay a god?"

"Could they have mastered a God-Slaying Weapon?!"

Shiva wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his gaze becoming incredibly ruthless.

"Although the avatar that descended to that low-level wasteland only had half a percent of my true divine power."

"But this damn human actually dared to injure my divine body!"

Shiva stared fixedly at the void, as if he could pierce through the planar barriers to see Lu Yuan's blood-colored chariot.

"Human, you better not die at the hands of those trash."

"When you enter the center of the world, this god will surely make you experience what true despair and destruction are!"

...

Wasteland World, center of the battlefield.

Inside the cockpit of the red wolf heavy tank.

Lu Yuan looked at the completely clear sky, but his brow was furrowed deeply.

The avatar had dissipated.

However, he stared at the system panel for a long time and didn't see a single kill notification.

"Where's my multiplier?!"

Lu Yuan slapped the control console, his face full of annoyance.

"Noah, what's going on? Is the system bugged?"

The mechanical voice of the AI Noah quickly sounded in the cockpit:

"Reporting to Master."

"Upon scanning and determination, the target just destroyed was merely a projected avatar composed of pure energy, not the physical body of an Abyss Lord."

"Therefore, the Devour Stacking mechanism of the main gun could not be triggered."

Hearing this explanation, Lu Yuan rolled his eyes hard.

"Damn! I looked forward to that for nothing!"

"I thought I could double the damage again!"

Lu Yuan curled his lip, looking at the Indian Army in the distance who were scared out of their wits, a flash of disdain in his eyes.

"This bunch of Indians from Area I are really trash."

"They act invincible when talking big, but in the end, they can't even summon a physical monster with a health bar."

"They're not even as useful as those Japanese for contributing to my stats!"

Since this group of cultists couldn't provide him with any attribute output, there was no value in keeping them.

Lu Yuan snorted coldly and with a wave of his hand, grabbed the communication microphone.

"All forces, hear my command!"

Lu Yuan's voice, like the judgment of a death god, spread across the entire battlefield.

"Charge with me!"

"Leave none alive!"

"Rumble—"

The engines of the Red Wolf Army erupted with a sky-shaking roar.

One hundred and fifty thousand steel chariots, like hungry wolves breaking their chains, frantically pounced on the opposing Area I camp.

As for that Immortal Modi, who had always acted superior and thought he could control everything.

He didn't even survive the first wave of fire saturation.

He, along with his luxurious golden chariot, was instantly blown into scattered bits of meat by the overwhelming armor-piercing shells.

The Shiva God was dispersed, and the backbone, Modi, was dead.

The remaining hundreds of thousands of Indian troops completely collapsed.

Facing the world-destroying fire coverage of the Red Wolf Army, they threw down their armor and fled in madness.

For the next three full days.

The Red Wolf Guild army turned into tireless hounds, carrying out an unstoppable sweep and pursuit across the wilderness.

...

Three days later.

The mopping-up operations for the remnants of the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere finally neared an end; the situation was settled.

Leaving external matters to his captains, Lu Yuan finally enjoyed a rare moment of leisure.

He stretched, turned to leave the cockpit, and returned to the dimensional villa inside the tank.

By his count, it had been four or five days since Xia Li was seriously injured and fell unconscious.

Lu Yuan took out clean medical bandages and high-grade restorative ointment for external use from his system inventory.

As was his routine, he prepared to change the medicine for the heavy patient.

Holding the medicine in one hand, he gently pushed open the bedroom door.

"Huh?"

Lu Yuan was stunned.

The large, soft bed was empty.

There was no sign of Xia Li at all.

Only strips of bandages stained with dried blood were tossed messily on the bed.

Just then.

The door to the attached bathroom clicked open from the inside.

A cloud of misty steam, mixed with the fresh scent of shower gel, slowly wafted toward him.

Lu Yuan subconsciously looked up.

Their eyes met.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment.

Xia Li appeared before him.

At this moment, she was wrapped in nothing but a pure white bath towel.

Under the reshaping of her "Sleeping Beauty" talent through destruction and rebirth, not only had her injuries healed.

Her skin was like the finest mutton-fat jade, glowing with a rosy luster.

Her long, damp hair was draped over her snowy shoulders.

Crystal water droplets slid down her collarbone and into that deep cleavage.

Her long, straight legs were partially visible beneath the towel.

It was truly a stunning picture of a beauty emerging from the water.

Xia Li clearly hadn't expected Lu Yuan to come in at this time either, and she froze on the spot.

She stared blankly at Lu Yuan.

Her gaze swept over the medicine and bandages in his hand, and a wave of indescribably complex emotions surged in her heart.

She knew exactly how badly she had been injured.

She also knew how terrifying the cost was to pull her back from death's door in this cruel Wasteland World.

Without a doubt, she had been saved again by this dense, unromantic man, Lu Yuan.

And it was the kind of rescue where he spared no expense and gave his all.

Thinking of this.

The coldness in the eyes of this habitually aloof and tsundere Ice Mountain Queen suddenly melted like spring snow.

The corner of Xia Li's mouth curled into a breathtakingly mischievous smile.

She didn't scream or hide in panic like an ordinary girl.

Instead, she took a step forward with her long legs, bringing that intoxicating scent of shower gel as she actively leaned in.

"What? Haven't seen enough?"

Xia Li's voice carried a rare hint of laziness and flirtatiousness.

She stood slightly on her tiptoes, closing the distance between them until her warm breath almost brushed against Lu Yuan's chin.

Looking at the stunning face so close at hand.

Lu Yuan's Adam's apple bobbed. He quietly turned his head away, then revealed a simple, bright smile.

"Ahem, since you're awake, that's perfect."

Lu Yuan solemnly held up the medicine bottle and said righteously.

"To save you this time, I've completely emptied my pockets."

"Dozens of Golden Legendary-grade potions—don't you think you should reimburse me for the bill?"

"This cost me quite a bit of..."

However.

Before Lu Yuan's straight-man debt-collection speech could finish.

A soft, warm sensation suddenly pressed against him without warning.

Xia Li closed her eyes and used her lips to directly block all the rest of his mood-killing words.

"Mph..."

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