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"Yes, recently a sorcerer dressed in black has appeared in the martial arts world of Jiangnan. He is causing chaos in the martial arts world with his sorcery. The Azure Dragon Hall and the White Tiger Hall have sent people to drive him away, but they have all failed. On this occasion, I request the leader's permission to send the Five Absolutes Hall to completely eliminate this scourge of the martial arts world."

The one being respectfully addressed was a young girl... or perhaps that's not the right way to address her. At least in the memories of the few who knew the truth, this being, known as the "Cult Leader," had lived for over two centuries. In addition to having the title of "Reigning Supreme in Martial Arts," she was also one of the few god-slayers in this world.

A god-slayer is a being who, in human form, kills a god.

Given such an existence, one should be extremely cautious. If possible, this elder would never want to set foot in this area again. However, the "man in black" was indeed quite skilled. Not only did none of the martial arts masters sent by the Azure Dragon Hall survive, but even the elite sorcerers of the White Tiger Hall suffered heavy casualties. As a last resort, he had no choice but to seek help from the leader of the Five Prisons Holy Sect, who had not left the mountain for decades.

"The man in black? Ling*meng⑹>Dad~ Jiu Wu Dad〇} is O Qia."

A clear and melodious voice rang out. Compared to the Five Hells Holy Sect Leader, a god-slayer who had lived for over two centuries, her voice was clearly more in line with her appearance and age.

"I heard from my men that he's looking for the strongest martial artist in Jiangnan?"

The elder below trembled: "This... I have indeed heard of it..."

"It's been a long time since we've seen someone this interesting."

Rising from his seat, the leader of the Five Prisons Holy Sect spoke with interest: "The martial arts world in Jiangnan is lifeless. It's a good thing to have such a newcomer. Since he wants to meet the strongest martial artist in Jiangnan, then let him meet him..."

The voices of the group (〔六〒）灵〥陾②san【死把岜斯说后声渐远了，半晌，当长剝専头起头，当前了空空了：“祸事……祸事啊……”

The power of the gods is never something that mortals can withstand. Similarly, the power of a god-slayer who seizes the power of the gods by killing them is something that this world cannot withstand with every move. This elder can already imagine the scene of the entire Jiangnan region and even the entire land trembling in her hands. As for that "man in black"?

Humans never care how they kill an ant.

Ragnarok: Chapter 406 - A Battle of Wits and Death (The End)

Name: Lin Yi (Information)

No.: 0

Power: 3007

Constitution: 2994

Agility: 3012

Spirit: 3144

World rule analysis completion rate (10%)

"I've become stronger, but I've also become colder."

Looking at the attribute that had soared to over three thousand, Lin Yi suddenly had this thought, to which the main god provided a conclusion.

As the information content of the information body increases, the information body will spontaneously transform into the ontology.

"Including my mental state?"

[Correct judgment]

"In other words, if I keep supplementing myself like this, one day I will become a second 'me'?"

[Correct judgment]

"Very good, then the 'me' as the information entity becomes dissatisfied with the original 'me' and raises the banner of resistance to oppose him. Thus, a magnificent multidimensional war begins, and so another long story unfolds."

[This is a flawed judgment; the information entity possesses the same will and goals as the subject, and there is no possibility of conflict.]

"But in my memory, there seem to be quite a few developments like this?"

This time, the Lord God's answer was exceptionally concise.

They are human beings.

Because we are human, we seek to realize our self-worth, which drives us toward the path of rebellion... while the sun only rises in the east and sets in the west, and the tide does not recede when it rises, nor does it linger when it recedes.

His thoughts wandered aimlessly until he encountered the "girl" before him.

"Logically speaking, I should have gone to find you sooner, but emotionally, I would rather we never meet, so that my mission would never be completed, and I would remain just me, instead of becoming 'me'."

The "nonsense" that came during their first meeting made the "girl" who had come with certain expectations frown. If there were such a thing as a favorability rating, such a unique opening line would probably deduct fifty percent from her current level.

"You're the 'Man in Black'?"

"Including the two I just mentioned, I have killed a total of 173 people from the Five Prisons Holy Sect in the past three days, including 143 martial artists and 30 sorcerers, so you don't need to worry about finding the wrong person."

Since they had already met, and further delays wouldn't change the outcome, they might as well make things quicker—with this in mind, Lin Yi adopted a martial arts stance.

If the opening remarks lowered the Five Prisons Holy Sect leader's favorability by 20%, then the subsequent "confession" lowered it by another 50%. That is, seeing the "black-clad man" make that fist stance, otherwise he probably would have already delivered a palm strike.

Upon witnessing Lin Yi's actions, the leader of the Five Prisons Holy Sect suppressed his anger and asked coldly, "You want to challenge me?"

"I challenge the strongest martial artist in Jiangnan. Are you?"

"...The one who reigns supreme at the pinnacle of martial arts, that's the title they gave me, though I've never acknowledged it." Though he said this, the arrogance in his tone was impossible to conceal.

It's no wonder, after all, she is a god-slayer, a being who kills gods in human form. It would be strange if she didn't have this much pride.

but.

"But I don't believe it."

Luo Hao frowned, meeting Lin Yi's suppressed anger and questioning gaze with a smile: "In literature, there is no first place, but in martial arts, there is no second. When it comes to martial arts, isn't it only after a fight that we know who is stronger and who is weaker?"

"..."

"..."

"Ha...hahaha—good! It's been a long time since I've seen such a pure martial artist. In that case, let me, Luo Hao—the leader of the martial arts alliance in Jiangnan, come and see just how far your martial arts have come! Please!"

"please!"

Take a step forward, clench your fist with one hand, and without much calculation or thought, just like a person—a martial artist with a fanatical and absolute loyalty to martial arts—and throw your fist.

"——————"

As fists and palms clashed, an invisible force compressed the air, causing it to burst outwards. Nearby trees were snapped in half and swept into the sky by the raging wind.

Then, a violent shockwave erupted.

With fists, palms, knees, feet...

With a knife, with a sword, with a blade, with a breath...

Things that once flourished on this land but disappeared without a trace under the impact of the times have reappeared in this form after a thousand years, and their essence has never changed.

Fighting, killing.

Martial arts are the art of killing.

The brief exchange, amidst a violent shift in atmosphere, destroyed everything around it. From a distance, it looked like a miniature eye of a typhoon forming at its center. Just as people in cities two mountains away were about to witness this scene, the two intertwined figures suddenly separated. One flew into the sky, while the other crashed directly into the foot of the mountain.

With a deafening roar, a figure in the center of the billowing dust tried to break free, but the "girl" who had soared into the sky had already completed her mission.

"The Twelve Divine Palms of the Flying Phoenix!"

In an instant, the entire base of the mountain, along with half of its slopes, was crushed and collapsed by an invisible "force." The violent energy shook the structure of the land, and the tremor could be felt even in cities more than ten kilometers away.

After a while, the dust settled.

Having landed on the remaining half of the mountaintop, Luo Hao, his face slightly pale, looked down at the bottom of the palm-shaped depression that had collapsed more than five meters horizontally, where a figure was getting up.

"Is this your 'kung fu'?"

The figure wasn't loud, but as a god-slayer, Luo Hao had no reason not to notice it. However, she felt an urge to pretend she hadn't heard it.

Over two hundred years of mental cultivation allowed her to control this impulse. The "young girl" calmly said, "The Twelve Divine Palms of the Flying Phoenix, this is my skill as the leader of the martial arts alliance."

Stepping on the ground that had turned to dust, Lin Yi looked up—she stood atop the mountain: "Ha, the pinnacle of martial arts..."

What are your opinions?

"Yes, you've reached the pinnacle of martial arts, but you're not using 'martial arts'."

"——————!"

"Wearing the skin of 'martial arts,' it is essentially the power of a god-slayer. Such an anomaly, who is neither a martial artist nor a god-slayer, has stood in this position for two hundred years... Martial world, martial world, whose martial world is this?"

Looking coldly at the figures at the foot of the mountain, who were as insignificant as ants, the martial arts alliance leader had lost her last bit of patience, but her remaining willpower still made her speak: "As a martial artist who can still maintain purity in this era, you have the opportunity to leave your last words."

"Last words? Yes, they were indeed last words."

His gaze shifted from the mountaintop to the sky—compared to the ground, the mountain was so high, yet compared to the sky, this land, this wound, and even this entire world were but a drop in the ocean. At that moment, Lin Yi suddenly realized something.

"Everyone has a martial arts dream in their heart, but as long as it is a dream, there will eventually be a moment when you wake up."

Embrace the sky, then bury yourself.

When the self that dreams of martial arts "dies," which self will "awaken"?

Returning to the third update

Ragnarok: Chapter 407 The Prelude to Ragnarok

When I opened my eyes, all I saw was a chaotic and disordered light.

It took 0.01 seconds to capture, 0.01 seconds to organize, and 0.01 seconds to make a decision. Then, at 0.1 seconds, it looked at the Godslayer on the mountaintop, whose expression remained unchanged at 0.1 seconds.

"earth."

Simple words only cause the vibration of the vocal cords to disturb the air, but if they are imbued with spiritual energy and will, then they can disturb not only the air... but also the laws of nature.

At the mountaintop, before Luo Hao could react to the sudden change in the aura of the martial artist below, he noticed the abnormality of the mountain beneath his feet.

"No, not just here—"

Looking around, the land within a five-mile radius of the mountain was cracking and trembling violently, then detaching from the ground and "falling" into the sky in a scene that would never happen in nature.

Needless to say, the culprit behind all this is right below.

"Could it be a god-slayer?!"

No matter how strong a martial artist is, that's all there is to it. Even a sorcerer couldn't cause such a large-scale change in the landscape. Only someone who has killed a god and seized divine power could create such a scene so easily.

"Is the power to control the land on a large scale the power of the soil or the power of the land?"

As Luo Hao was pondering this question, just as she leaped from the collapsed mountaintop, intending to unleash her powers in battle, she heard another voice amidst the trembling atmosphere.

"fire."

"—!"

Flames burned silently, enveloping Luo Hao before she even realized it. The entire sky, with the crumbling earth as its base, looked like the aftermath of the apocalypse from afar. However, all of this was just a harbinger.

Raise your hand towards the sky, and point your fingertips at the figure in the center.

"All things return to one—"

The raging magma and boulders were pressing madly toward the center, and a second sun seemed to form on the earth's surface. However, just as its light and temperature reached their peak...

"Turn to ashes".

Close your eyes.

At the same moment, all satellites located in the Northern Hemisphere captured that "tiny" scene on the vast celestial body.

The clouds that had been pressing down on the sky were suddenly dissipated, revealing a faintly shimmering point of light below, which then dimmed and disappeared again a few seconds later.

surface.

The heatwave and impact were kept two meters away. It took a full half minute for this indiscriminate sweep to end. When Lin Yi opened his eyes again, the light he saw was much more monotonous than before.

Lin Yi likes this monotony because it represents simplicity.

"Earth, fire, and powers similar to black holes...?"

A weak voice came from the scalding magma. Looking in the direction of the voice, one could see the dying god-slayer.

"Their physiological structure seems to be quite different from that of humans."

A small spatial teleportation directly bridged the ever-growing distance between them. Lin Yi hovered in the air, more than half a meter above the magma, watching the god-slayer die little by little.

If it were an ordinary human, not to mention the high temperature of over 0 degrees Celsius, the almost zero oxygen in the air would be enough to suffocate them to death. However, the god-killer in front of us is indeed alive. It is possible that if we take her to a safe place now, she might be able to "come back to life".

Seeing the still unmoved "Black-Clad Man," this god-slayer who had lived for more than two worlds finally gave up his last hope and turned to ashes in the violent pressure of energy and power... Just like that, the world's only remaining god-slayer was gone.

The god-slayer is dead, but the powers left behind by the gods remain.

Lin Yi, who didn't quite understand the world's high-level system, didn't know whether this was a common phenomenon or an exceptional one, but he could still sense that the powers that had emerged because their original owners had died were instinctively seeking a new owner.

With a mindset of nine parts exploration and one part curiosity, Lin Yi reached out his right hand and grabbed it.

In the instant of contact, Lin Yi gleaned four core elements from the complex flow of information.