Swallowing the Stars: Starting with the Giant of Light

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When I become a saint or a king, I won't be any worse off than I am now. The only problem is that I might lose the protection of the God-King, and I won't be able to obtain some things that can enhance my strength.

"Yes!"

Luo Feng, disguised as an assassin, replied with a slightly agitated tone.

However, he felt a little disdainful. This siege was not only carried out by the God King himself, but also by the majority of forces on the Origin Continent. It was unrealistic to think he could escape.

It even involves realm beasts; who knows, there might even be a god-king secretly watching them.

As for the exposure of his formless and shapeless talent, Luo Feng now has powerful backers, and the 100,000 times gene is not a secret in the Origin Continent; it has already spread far and wide.

He revealed his genetic talent, but at most he was only regarded favorably by many god-kings.

"Ok!"

Saint 31 was quite satisfied; perhaps it wouldn't be bad to take this opportunity to completely break away from the organization.

After all, although the organization has good promotion channels, the competition is fierce and very brutal.

If it were any other god-king power, the Chaos Overlord could be fine as long as he paid a little attention. However, within the organization, even if one reached the Saint rank, the mortality rate remained high.

It's not that no one wanted to leave the organization, but they were all eliminated. Now, with the entire Origin Continent's forces watching, even the King wouldn't dare to make a move. This is the best opportunity yet.

"With other Saint-level beings drawing fire, my chances of escaping are high."

Saint Thirty-One, along with Luo Feng, gathered a group of people who had made the same choice as him along the way, and they all became his subordinates.

A successful retreat can serve as the core of a force, and if problems arise, subordinates can be sent to buy time.

After gathering a group of subordinates, it wasn't surprising that Luo Feng, disguised as an assassin, was among them.

"What exactly is his goal? He seems quite confident in escaping."

Luo Feng pondered in his heart, and therefore did not act rashly. Formless and shapeless can only simulate divine power genes, but cannot steal memories.

"arrive!"

Soon, the group arrived at a large hall. Looking at the undamaged magic array in the center, Saint Thirty-One smiled.

"Ultra-long-distance teleportation array!"

As a proper evil organization, the first thing to consider when it is established is naturally to retreat.

Therefore, a long-distance teleportation array was built at the very bottom of the city long ago, allowing people to teleport directly away.

Only a select few core members knew about this matter and the location of the teleportation array.

Saint Thirty-One, who has already reached the Saint rank, is naturally qualified to know.

"Thankfully, the magic array is working properly!"

Saint Thirty-One nodded, but just as he was about to activate the magic array to escape, he discovered that a Heaven-rank assassin had suddenly emerged from the crowd.

"Is he the one I first encountered? What does he want?" The thought had barely crossed Saint Thirty-One's mind when his eyes widened in disbelief.

"So that's how it is; they wanted to escape using teleportation!"

Luo Feng looked at the magic array in front of him and charged forward without hesitation. Holding the Blood Shadow Blade, he unleashed his full divine power, comparable to the power of a Chaos Overlord, and slammed it hard into the base of the magic array.

Although there is a blockade from the outside world by the Chaos Rulers, and there may be God Kings in the shadows, eradicating assassin organizations is their job, so they can't just wait for the higher-ups to take action, otherwise what would be their purpose?

"cut!"

The dazzling blade light illuminated the eyes of everyone present, severing the magic array and extinguishing the hope in the hearts of some.

"stop!"

Saint Thirty-One roared, but he had only just broken through to the Chaos Ruler level, how could he possibly stop Luo Feng's sword at such close range?

boom!

Countless fragments of metal and rock burst forth, and the meticulously arranged ultra-long-distance teleportation array shattered instantly, with no possibility of repair.

"you wanna die!"

Saint Thirty-One, his face full of anger, did not ask why; he could tell at a glance that the other party was definitely one of the intruders in disguise.

The two sides are completely opposed, and there is no possibility of communication.

However, Saint Thirty-One still felt some regret. If he had known this would happen, he would have ignored everything and gone straight to the teleportation array to leave, no longer coveting any treasures or subordinates.

"Lord of Chaos!"

Luo Feng regained his composure, gripping the Blood Shadow Blade, his eyes fixed intently on Saint Thirty-One.

His greatsword was already thirsting for blood, eager to be stained with the blood of the Lord of Chaos.

"Shh!"

At the same time, the Chaos Armor was activated, and the power of its domain directly covered the surrounding void, leaving no one present unscathed.

"kill!"

Saint Thirty-One held a black dagger in his hand. Although he was filled with boundless rage, he acted very calmly, first sending his men to probe, find out the details, and create an opening.

Luo Feng's act of destroying the legendary array directly enraged everyone present, and his determination to kill them all became clear.

To survive, you must eliminate the other party!

"kill!"

Immediately, the assassins present, outnumbered and outmatched, chose to force their way forward.

Due to the influence of the chaotic domain, a joint attack is actually the best approach.

shhhhhh!

A series of attacks, each with minimal fluctuations but extremely sharp, hurtled towards Luo Feng.

"Water and fire are merciless!"

Faced with the encirclement of the crowd, Luo Feng unleashed a single attack, combining his sword light with his chaotic domain, creating countless forms from one.

Instantly, countless blades of light filled the domain, like a torrent of water and an inexhaustible flame, engulfing all life in the surrounding area.

Faced with an attack akin to a natural disaster, the assassins were instantly engulfed in endless light, like floating duckweed, easily annihilated with a mere slap.

For Luo Feng, a single strike would suffice against mere Void True Gods and Eternal True Gods.

"die!"

Then, at that moment, a beam of light mingled with the various attacks, targeting Luo Feng, who had just unleashed a strike.

The old force has been exerted, but the new force has not yet been generated. That almost imperceptible moment is also a flaw.

"I've been guarding against you for a long time!"

Luo Feng spoke, his gaze sharp as lightning, directly locating the initiator of the attack.

In an instant, Saint Thirty-One discovered a divine eye appearing in the void before him, and his will was severely impacted.

"Do you think you're the only one who knows the secret arts of willpower?"

Saint Thirty-One roared, and an invisible sword of will directly collided with the eye of will in front of him.

In a clash of wills, Saint Thirty-One was shocked to discover that his will was inferior to that of his opponent.

Just as Luo Feng made his move, Saint Thirty-One also discerned the opponent's realm; he was merely an Eternal True God, yet he could unleash power comparable to a Chaos Ruler.

In this respect alone, he is already an unparalleled genius.

"The Eternal True God is comparable to the sixth level of the Chaos Tower; he is yet another genius."

Saint Thirty-One was somewhat jealous; after breaking through to become a Chaos Ruler, this was all the strength he had achieved.

“However, there is a decisive gap between the Chaos Ruler and the Eternal True God, and the advantage still lies with me,” Saint Thirty-One thought to himself.

However, just as he was about to escape into the void and attack with his assassination skills, he discovered that his opponent had already rushed up.

"We've found you, don't even think about leaving!"

Luo Feng's main purpose in using the secret technique of will was not to deal with Saint Thirty-One, but to drag him out from the shadows.

Although his strength is comparable to that of the Chaos Ruler, the level of danger is completely different when facing an assassin hiding in the shadows.

"Leave me alone!"

Having found the weakness, Luo Feng naturally wouldn't let the opportunity slip by, and immediately drew his sword and moved towards the direction of Saint Thirty-One.

Saint Thirty-One's assassination techniques are extremely sophisticated, making it difficult even for the Chaos Domain to detect his traces. However, once someone gets close, even the most ingenious concealment techniques become ineffective.

boom!

A dagger clashed with the Blood Shadow Blade, and Saint Thirty-One's chaotic power erupted, attempting to force Luo Feng back.

However, the latter ignored the warnings and used the Chaos Domain to forcefully suppress his own body, and then countless sword shadows slashed down.

The flashes of swords came in waves, giving Saint Thirty-One no chance to catch his breath.

"Damn it!"

Saint Thirty-One was furious. Although as the ruler of chaos he would not have any weaknesses, assassination was still the most suitable way to fully exert his power.

As a result, under Luo Feng's strong pressure, Saint Thirty-One not only failed to gain an advantage, but instead fell into a disadvantageous position.

A true ruler of chaos was instead suppressed by an eternal true god.

"We can fight, we can even..."

After a few exchanges, Luo Feng became more and more confident, and his attacks became more and more ferocious and powerful.

It even guided the attack, engulfing other assassins in the vicinity.

Before they knew it, only the two of them remained on the battlefield; the rest of the assassins had perished in the aftershocks.

Insufficient strength means you can't even withstand the aftershocks of a powerful opponent.

"This can't go on. I have to get out of here as soon as possible."

The more they fought, the more anxious Saint Thirty-One became, and the Chaos True Spirit also felt the terrifying pressure coming from above.

This time, the intruder was not just one person; there was an even more terrifying entity involved.

He didn't even need such a powerful figure to intervene; if another Chaos Ruler were to arrive, he would be completely without hope.

"I cannot die here; I must become the king."

Saint Thirty-One roared in his heart, and the chaotic space within his body burned like flames, while the power in his hands became incredibly fierce.