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#465 - Chapter 454: God's Fall (Part 1)

Buzz buzz buzz!

The Soul Shatter continuously spread, one after another Fallen Angel turned into ashes, using their bodies to deal massive damage to Anun.

Fierce damage numbers constantly appeared above Anun's head, overlapping to form a terrifying torrent of data.

"Damn it, you lowly ticks, you will pay the price!"

"The wrath of the gods is not something you can withstand."

Such an extraordinary attack was too much even for Anun to bear. He was furious, wishing he could tear Jiang Han to pieces on the spot.

But at this moment, even as a pseudo-god, he could only passively endure under such a relentless bombardment.

Moreover, even if he struggled to escape the range of the explosions, the attacks from the Mythic-grade pet and the King of Apocalypse would immediately follow.

Then, endless explosions would once again engulf him.

This cycle repeated, with interlocking offensives that caused Anun's health to plummet rapidly, soon falling below fifty percent.

And this was only because he was powerful enough; otherwise, an ordinary pseudo-god would probably have been reduced to ashes under the repeated self-destructions.

Despair.

This was probably the first time Anun had felt this emotion since he gained consciousness.

"No, you can't do this."

"I am a god, an existence that all should revere. If you stop now, I can give you rewards."

"Stop!"

Anun's expression showed visible panic, and his tone gradually softened from the initial arrogance.

There was even a hint of flattery in his voice.

"So, the so-called gods also fear death."

Jiang Han curled his lips and sneered.

But in his heart, he was secretly shocked. After all, this was the first time he had seen such a large-scale and sustained Soul Shatter.

Even so, Anun could still hold on until now. How much health did he actually have? It was simply unimaginable.

Pseudo-gods were indeed extremely powerful beings.

"I do not fear death, but the world needs the rule of the gods."

"Otherwise, all things will wither, and everything will become food!"

"You need us! Understand?"

"This is a gift!"

Anun roared, the horns on his head were scorched and bent by the divine fire, and the black shell was cracking, making slight "crackling" sounds.

"..."

"These gods are really shameless enough."

"If you're afraid of death, just say so, why make it sound so refined and detached."

"Tsk tsk, not even as good as ordinary people."

This time, not only Jiang Han, but even Arthur Lant and the other onlookers couldn't stand it anymore, and they began to mock him.

Anyway, the King of Apocalypse's position was very clear: he was going to fight against this Anun. As his loyal subordinates, although they couldn't help much in this level of battle, they could contribute by trash-talking.

"What do you know! We represent the highest will. If it weren't for our mediation, this world would have been destroyed long ago!"

"Not only are you not grateful, but you are also so ignorant and foolish!"

Anun was furious, and a tyrannical aura of destruction burst out from his body, sweeping in all directions.

Unfortunately, this power could not penetrate the encirclement of the Fallen Angels. All he could do was be angry.

"The highest will?"

Listening to Anun's roar, Jiang Han was thoughtful.

It seemed... under this despair, Anun was revealing some special information?

"The God Tree represents the highest will. You are just a bunch of pseudo-gods, how dare you speak such arrogant words?" Jiang Han said coldly, with disdain in his eyes.

"God Tree?"

Anun sneered, "That's just a special life form in the Lost Continent. Can it also represent the highest will? You are just a frog in a well."

"If the God Tree can't represent it, then can you?"

Jiang Han's attitude was still disdainful, but a strong curiosity rose in his heart.

"We, of course, can!"

Anun nodded, "I don't know what that annoying tree told you, but even if it can represent anything, it can only represent the Lost Continent. In front of the true master, what is it?"

"Master? What is that?" Jiang Han asked.

"It is a true creator god, the supreme being who can control everything. He is omnipresent, and the survival of this world is just a matter of his thought."

Anun's face was fanatical. At this moment, his eyes were extremely similar to those of Arthur Lant and others when they knelt before the King of Apocalypse.

It was as if he was not a high and mighty pseudo-god, but a devout believer, with a fanatical worship of the so-called master.

He paused, then his voice spread far and wide, deafening, even drowning out the continuous explosions in the canyon.

"And we are the ones who have truly come into contact with the master's will."

"Our actions are all in accordance with the master's will."

"Now, you are attacking me, you are fighting against the supreme being. Even if you succeed, you will inevitably be liquidated in the future, and destroyed along with this world."

"At that time, your death will be extremely miserable!"

When he said these words, Anun regained his arrogant posture of looking down on everything, and his tone was extremely arrogant.

"I see..."

Jiang Han rubbed his chin, his thoughts racing.

Originally, he thought that the existence of pseudo-gods was already the top tier, but according to Anun, such a powerful group seemed to be worshiping something?

The master's will?

It sounded quite scary.

But Jiang Han didn't care, and asked calmly, "Anything else?"

"Isn't that enough?"

Anun said, "With your level, knowing this much is enough. If you face the truth directly, you will die in despair."

"Sometimes, it's better to be a little confused."

"So, you are unwilling to reveal more." Jiang Han said calmly.

"That's enough." Anun smiled contemptuously, "Believe me, stopping now is the most correct choice you will ever make, otherwise you will regret it."

Jiang Han said "Oh" softly, then waved his hand indifferently, "Then you should go die."

"You!"

Anun's face changed drastically. He thought that after saying so much, this human would stop, but he didn't expect his attitude to be so firm!

This made him feel both despair and anger.

However, what awaited him, besides Jiang Han's cold gaze, was only endless divine fire.

"You will regret it!"

"You will definitely regret it!"

Anun shouted in despair, without the arrogance he had when he called himself a god, because at this moment his health was less than a quarter left.