The choice now fell into the hands of Warband Leader Calga.

Facing the decision before him, Calga appeared somewhat anxious. Indeed, the resistance to allowing a Judge to participate in this matter was less than to an Alien, but what they were doing still made Calga hesitant to some extent. However, he soon had no time to think.

With the thunderous collapse of the dome, dozens of Death Claws descended from the sky. The Chaos Army broke through Makulag's air defense system, fearlessly charging into the Sanctuary where the Progenitor Father was slumbering.

Of course, the Warband Leader would not allow these filthy traitors to commit any acts of desecration against Kiriman. He quickly led his soldiers in the fight against the enemy before him. Meanwhile, Duanmu Huai and Kor exchanged a glance, swiftly determining their next move.

But faster than them was Evelyn.

Taking advantage of the moment when the Limit Warriors who were monitoring her shifted their attention to their fallen comrades, the God's Envoy of the Death God Army suddenly accelerated towards Kiriman's throne. She swung the Death God's Sharp Blade in her hand towards Kiriman's Stasis Field, but was repelled by a sudden golden barrier.

"Die, damn Alien hybrid!"

At that moment, Duanmu Huai's roar came from behind Evelyn. In truth, out of vigilance against these deceitful Alien Rascals, Duanmu Huai never took his attention off them. Therefore, when Duanmu Huai noticed Evelyn's movement, he immediately understood what she intended to do—these lowly, filthy, despicable creatures attempted to create a fait accompli to follow their prophecy, forcing them to act according to the Spirit race's prophecy.

These rascals always resort to such lowly tricks!

Duanmu Huai, like a roaring beast, leaped forward straight at Evelyn. Meanwhile, Vissachi, the ultimate sycophant guarding the God's Envoy of the Death God Army, roared, wielding his sword to block Duanmu Huai. However, this was meaningless. Duanmu Huai completely ignored Thousand Faces' sharp sword technique and charged into his arms, bringing his body, shattered like a rag, continuing toward Evelyn.

At this moment, Evelyn finally realized that things were going wrong. She underestimated Duanmu Huai's vigilance and hatred towards Aliens, and with the suddenly appearing strange barrier stopping her further actions, she had to abandon her original plan and turn to evade Duanmu Huai's attack.

The latter shot past Evelyn's afterimage like a cannonball, crashing into the throne's steps. Duanmu Huai lifted his head, gazing at Kiriman in the Stasis Field, then reached out his hand.

In the next moment, the world before Duanmu Huai changed.

He saw the faint soul light within Kiriman and, attached to it, the murky purple flame. It coiled like a venomous serpent around Kiriman's soul, ready to bite. With just one bite, it could completely devour and destroy the last little glimmer.

The Stasis Field delayed this process for ten thousand years until Duanmu Huai's arrival.

"Get out of here!"

Along with Duanmu Huai's roar, the power of destruction poured forth violently, directly penetrating the Stasis Field protecting Kiriman. At the moment when the purple flame-formed serpent was about to close its mouth, it was forcibly pulled away from Kiriman's fragile soul light, screaming and resisting. However, in the face of the God of Destruction's infinite power, this was meaningless. Soon, the purple blasphemous serpent was completely shattered, leaving not a trace as it was thoroughly consumed by destruction.

"Kor!"

With Duanmu Huai's call, the Great Sage hurried over. The iron box by his side quickly unfolded, enveloping Kiriman within.

Duanmu Huai glanced back and, confirming that Kiriman was safe, turned his attention back to Evelyn. The latter clearly already knew that her mission had failed, now glaring resentfully at Duanmu Huai. However, for her anger, Duanmu Huai was indifferent. The Spirit race's despicable creatures should have been thoroughly exterminated from the universe, starting from here!

Duanmu Huai flung aside Thousand Faces' corpse hanging on him like a ragged cloak, raised his Warhammer, and roared as he rushed toward Evelyn once more. The artillery of the Chaos Legion fired at Duanmu Huai, but he didn't care. Now, Duanmu Huai only wanted to kill this damn, lowly, disgusting, revolting Alien, allowing their entire race to be destroyed under the shadow of extinction!

The Destruction Magic appeared before Duanmu Huai, transforming into a roaring torrent, directly blowing away the Black Legion blocking his path, and continuing toward Evelyn. The latter, holding the Death God's Sharp Blade, stared coldly. The power of spiritual energy gathered around her, then transformed into a massive wave colliding with the oncoming destruction!

"Boom———————!!"

The collision of these two immense forces directly demolished half of the Holy Temple, affecting even the Limit Warriors and the Black Legion who were engaged in the melee nearby. However, Duanmu Huai had no time to apologize to Warband Leader Calga. Holding his War Hammer, he stared at the figure emerging in the storm—an effeminate Spirit race with a purple sheen, holding a sharp blade and pale long hair, resembling the Obsessive Sin.

The incarnation of the Spirit race's Death God—Incani.

Among the Spirit race, known for their drug use, riddles, and hiding in the corners of the universe waiting for death, there is a prophecy that when all Spirit race members are completely dead, the Spirit race's Death God will be born and completely eliminate their eternal nemesis, the Obsessive Sin.

However, ironically, despite the fact that the Spirit race could easily achieve this by collectively slitting their wrists, they persist with the notion that an idle life is better than death. To Duanmu Huai, the Spirit race's hatred for the Obsessive Sin was evidently just that superficial.

It fits the Spirit race's characteristic of wanting to hitch a ride without paying.

Incani is a part of this Death God incarnation. But clearly, Duanmu Huai doesn't care about the Spirit race's prophecy, nor does he care about the life and death of the Spirit race. In his view, all Spirit race members deserve to die, even their gods are no exception!

"Prepare for a good death!"

At the appearance of Incani, Duanmu Huai once again charged forward, the destructive Spirit Light surrounding him fully exploding, colliding with the Death God's incarnation's spiritual energy storm.

They crashed like two meteors. Yet, an avatar with merely a fraction of the Death God's power was obviously not a match for the God of Destruction. Duanmu Huai's Warhammer smashed onto the Death God's Spirit Blade in Incani's hand, then continued forward. The two plunged through the gigantic hole in the Holy Temple, falling toward the battlefield of Makulag.

The Spirit race's Death God's shriek in Duanmu Huai's ears was insignificant, about as threatening as a mosquito's buzz. Perhaps they were once the rulers of this universe, but now, they are just the pests of this universe—and pests deserve to die!

"Bang!!"

The Spirit race's sharp blade shattered under the Thunder Warhammer's blow, and with the obstruction lost, the Warhammer continued forward, plunging directly into the chest of the Death God incarnation. The Black Flame of Predetermined Death exploded at this moment, and Incani let out a sharp scream!

It is the embodiment of Shinigami, but it also cannot escape this predetermined death that can slay gods!

Bring death and destruction to Shinigami!!

Incani could feel the souls of the Death God Army screaming, they too were suffering from the erosion of the black flames and the curse of pain. The relentless flames of destruction burned fiercely, throwing the souls of the spirit race into the furnace of the Tribunal, leaving not a speck of ash.

"No----------!!"

Feeling the spirit race souls he preserved being obliterated, Incani let out a painful scream, angrily raising his hands to grasp at the God of Destruction in front of him, while Duanmu Huai stared coldly at him, with not a trace of pity in his eyes.

Aliens must die!

Whether their flesh!

Or their souls!

"Kill-------------!!"

Duanmu Huai's war hammer pierced through Incani's chest, nailing him firmly to the ground. Incani also grabbed the long handle of the war hammer in return, but this did not hinder Duanmu Huai. He released the war hammer, raised both fists, aiming at the spirit race's Death God.

"Bang!"

The first punch smashed down, driving Incani's head directly into the pit in the ground.

"Bang!"

Another punch followed, smashing Incani's already extremely ugly nose to pieces.

"Bang!"

The third punch tore open Incani's skin, blasting the muscles beneath into fragments.

Then Duanmu Huai clenched his fists tightly, lifting them high. At the same time, Incani's other hand suddenly extended, stabbing towards Duanmu Huai's chest!

The Shinigami's sharp blade pierced Duanmu Huai's power armor, stabbing into his chest.

As long as it exerts just a bit more force, seizing that heart-------

"Bang!!"

Duanmu Huai's fist smashed down heavily, directly shattering the head of the spirit race's Death God embodiment. The black flames of predetermined death surged once more, instantaneously devouring everything around.

The screams of the Shinigami embodiment abruptly ceased, and the waves stirred by the subspace fell silent once more at this moment.

"Mad........."

Duanmu Huai rose from the black flames, looking at his damaged armor.

For the second time, or perhaps this is just the power of the Galaxy God, even if it's just an embodiment of the spirit race's Death God, it can find a way to break through my defense---this isn't surprising, after all, the spirit race is considered an ancient race second only to the Ancient Saints, a starved camel is still bigger than a horse, Duanmu Huai understands this logic.

However, at least a part of the spirit race's Death God was killed, so it wasn't a loss.

Duanmu Huai raised his head, scanning the surroundings.

Hmm......this place has been completely blasted into fragments during his battle with the Shinigami embodiment.......

..............

Kiriman should still seek compensation from the spirit race.

When Duanmu Huai returned to the Sanctuary, the Black Legion had already been destroyed. Duanmu Huai immediately spotted the Blue Elf standing among the corpses, holding the Emperor's Sword, with a lost and bewildered expression. When the latter saw Duanmu Huai, he also showed a surprised and astonished look.

"Yo, Kiriman."

Looking at Kiriman ahead, Duanmu Huai, carrying his war hammer, raised his hand to him.

"Long time no see."

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