Chapter 92.2 - The Reader and Protagonist Definitely Have to Be in True Love (1/2)

Chapter 92.2 The Reader and Protagonist Definitely Have to Be in True Love

Chapter Title – Reader: I want to see you become God.

A faint pulsation vibrated and diffused outward, like a heartbeat shaking the air. Xiu turned his head and saw that the angel statue was falling apart, the falling fragments turning into yellow clusters of light. The yellow light clusters trembled slightly, wandering in between Xiu and the God of Creation. Xiu couldn’t figured out what this meant.

The God of Creation raised his hand and the yellow light clusters quickly gathered around him and turned into countless angels that looked identical, as though they had come out of the same mold.

A sense of extreme danger pricked Xiu’s skin as though he was poked by countless needles. Xiu looked silently at the legion of angels led by the Creator. Each angel was almost as strong as the god of light. Therefore, it was as though he was now facing an army of gods of light.

The situation was desperate. The angels flapped their wings and, one after the other, launched an attack on Xiu.

Xiu sprang up, wings spread open, and the wounds on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even in the face of these terrible odds, Xiu’s attitude was still cool, calm, and domineering. By the time the first angel reached him, Xiu had more or less healed all his wounds. Xiu then changed his form. Angels are good at buffing and healing but their attack power is not very strong.

His heterochromatic eyes closed. When they opened again, they were amber-colored. The gnome raised his little hand and a giant eight-star mechanical puppet slowly rose, unstoppable.

The others were gone, but the Kabbalah and Old John did not disappear, though they were subjected to varying degrees of damage as a result of the verdict. Old John was completely incapacitated while some parts of the Kabbalah were destroyed, but it could still fight.

Xiu looked at his hand. Changing his form was very smooth this time. The fatigue he felt when changing his form was no longer present.

Xiu smiled. Small dimples dotted the white face. He looked unusually cute but also very dangerous.

No after effect …

“BOOM!”

Even the Kabbalah, which no one can rival, was in danger when thousands of “gods” attacked. Large chunks of the mechanical puppet fell off. Gears and metal parts flew everywhere. The gnome that the Kabbalah was protecting was suddenly nowhere to be found. The God of Creation perceived the fluctuation in space and turned around, but the God’s wings slightly impeded his movement and he was unable to avoid the attack.

The silver-haired, red-eyed dragonkin tore through space and stabbed with his dragon spear. The God of Creation’s wings were spotted with blood and torn white feathers.

Although it was surprise attack, Xiu wasn’t able to follow through since the God of Creation fled. Xiu’s ear fins twitched slightly as he smiled: “Trying to escape.”

At the moment he said the word “to” and before he said “escape,” the red-haired beastkin’s claws had already grabbed the Creator’s shoulders.

The God of Creation’s eyes reflected the image of Xiu. The beastkin’s lion ears were twitching and he had a bloodthirsty smile on his face, like a wild beast who had just captured his prey. Too fast! The beastkin are the fastest in melee combat. No other race can surpass the beastkin’s speed. However, even if caught, he is still the mighty God of Creation. The God’s expression did not change much. While the angels fighting the Kabbalah continued to drive it back, the nearest two angels lifted their light swords – one was poised to cut Xiu’s arm while the other was about to cut off Xiu’s head.

As the angel’s sword struck down, Xiu’s eyes did not blink. He seemed to be blind to the fact that his arm and head were about to be cut off by the light swords. Xiu’s claws stabbed into the God of Creation’s chest, closing around his beating heart.

“Shhhunk”

That was the sound of the swords that pierced the flesh and cut the bones, but also that of a heart being cut off from its blood vessels.