Perhaps it was the incessant energy flowing into the body.

Chen Shouyi keenly noticed that in the state of Giant Transformation, his mental recovery was extremely fast.

His spirit, which had just been drained half a minute ago, could now be faintly utilized again. Although it might only last for 0.1 or 0.2 seconds, it was undoubtedly the last opportunity.

Within the space of his mind.

A six-meter-long spear, emitting a faint silver light, hovered silently, radiating a glimmer. This inherited weapon of the four-armed giant had not been used since it was stored in the space.

…

Chen Shouyi clumsily defended against the opponent’s whirlwind of attacks. Though less than half the opponent’s height, he could exert nearly the same strength, indicating that his instinctive defense was far stronger than the opponent’s divine body.

Moreover, with the armor on him.

Just relying on fists and feet, it was hardly easy to kill him quickly in a short time.

“Evil creature, although you possess a powerful physique, you cannot understand the greatness of true deities. Six hundred and fifty-three million believers make my Divine Power inexhaustible,” the God of Light suddenly said. He emitted a fluctuating glow, and a dangerous aura gradually spread.

Chen Shouyi’s heart skipped a beat, and just as his mind wavered, he was heavily punched in the head, flying like a meteor.

The God of Light quickly caught up, grabbing his leg and slamming him hard onto the ground before he could react.

“Boom!”

A mushroom cloud exploded.

However, He dared not continue the onslaught. The power difference between them was not huge. If struck accidentally once, He would also get hurt.

Chen Shouyi took the opportunity to roll up and stand, his body swaying, blood gushing from his mouth.

He felt as if all his internal organs had been slightly damaged.

He couldn’t hold on much longer.

“Why do you hide in the Forbidden Land, when Tamu reveres the divine? Because you defied Tamu’s will!” the God of Light said, charging at him again and punching him away.

The opponent seemed to completely regard him as a creature from another world.

And indeed.

A ten-meter-tall giant.

At a glance, you could tell he wasn’t human.

At this moment, Chen Shouyi astutely noticed a barely perceptible pause in the God of Light’s movements.

It seemed to be disturbed by something.

“Opportunity!”

Chen Shouyi instantly linked his mind with the armor. In the next moment, his body burst forth at double the speed of sound, and his left fist punched toward its chest.

The God of Light’s eyes burned with astonishment and anger, but it seemed not targeted at Chen Shouyi’s sudden assault. Most of His mind was elsewhere, as if something had happened.

He indifferently raised his giant hand to block.

Just then, out of nowhere, a silver spear appeared in Chen Shouyi’s hanging right hand.

The mental impact of the spear nearly shattered his already depleted spirit. Fortunately, the armor and the Soul Pearl in his mind blocked it, greatly reducing the impact to one-tenth.

He slowly retracted his half-extended left hand.

Channeling all his strength, the spear in his right hand thrust fiercely.

He was already flying at double speed, and with the thrusting speed, it almost reached seven times the speed of sound. The tip of the silver spear emitted a blinding red glow.

This strike, long rehearsed in his mind, was meticulously prepared by Chen Shouyi.

The God of Light, who had been somewhat distracted, suddenly changed His expression, hurriedly tilting His head.

Yet it was a step too late.

The spear tip grazed His cheek, tearing open a golden wound.

Simultaneously, the mental impact of the spear surged into His mind.

The mind of a medium-level deity was extremely strong, yet it was utterly shattered in an instant. The backlash was so intense that even the spirit of the four-armed giant within the spear evaporated with a wailing scream, like mist in the scorching sun.

However,

He still inevitably lost focus for a moment.

By the time He reacted.

His entire body trembled.

With a “boom”, the spear tip pierced through His sturdy forehead.

Behind Him, Chen Shouyi’s mind was utterly exhausted, his entire body going limp as he collapsed to the ground.

He lay sprawled on the earth, feeling his brain about to split apart and his whole body in excruciating pain.

He was laughing wildly, blood spurting from his mouth.

Feeling elated!

The sky above was a clear blue, with wisps of cloud like cotton slowly changing shapes.

“No, no, this is impossible!”

The God of Light beside him let out a grievous howl, Divine Fire starting to rage uncontrollably, spewing from His features, warping the air from the heat.

For a deity, the brain still remained an important organ.

It housed the Divine Fire, divine rank, and Divine Soul. If destroyed, lighter consequences included slumber, while severe ones led directly to demise.

The fear of death made His mind tremble. He desperately wanted to leave here and return to the Divine Country.

He staggered to run, trying to escape.

The wildly laughing Chen Shouyi suddenly restrained his grin, turned his head, and coldly regarded the God of Light attempting to escape.

“Have I been forgotten, or am I being disregarded?”

His face turned vicious as he struggled, ignoring his wounds, swaying to stand, hurriedly pursuing: “Damn it, trying to flee!”

Though his speed was much reduced, the opponent was even worse, their reactions also somewhat sluggish.

In just over ten seconds, he caught up with the God of Light.

A massive twenty-eight-meter bone club was pulled from the space. In the next moment, he gripped it with both hands, roaring, and swept it heavily.

“Boom!”

The God of Light was struck squarely, sent flying through the air.

“Had fun beating me just now?” Chen Shouyi charged forward, loudly saying.

The God of Light, drenched in golden blood, attempted to stand up.

“Boom!” Chen Shouyi raised the massive bone club, slamming it down fiercely again, burying Him deep into the ground.

“Enjoy it? Speak up!”

“Boom!”

“So stubborn still?!”

“Die for me!”

“Die for me!”

Chen Shouyi spat blood as he continued to strike furiously.

Only feeling the pent-up frustration in his heart dissipate completely, his whole body relishing the satisfaction.

…

Rewind to half a day ago.

It was still the deep night in Moscow, the capital of Lucy Country, and all was quiet.

It was time for sleep, yet not everyone could enjoy it.

The disastrous news from the front had already arrived—over a million soldiers, utterly annihilated. For Lucy Country, with a population of only 150 million, it was heartbreakingly devastating, adding insult to injury, pushing it to the brink of unsustainability.

The men entirely spent, even the mightiest empire was bound to collapse.

More seriously, the possibility of harsh developments loomed.

Without showing a tough response to deter the God of Light.

They could possibly be next.

“Who agrees or opposes this scorched earth operation?” the president, seated at the head, scanned the room with his sharp eyes, speaking solemnly.

“Shouldn’t we first reach out to Yan Jing and Berlin?” the Minister of Internal Affairs hesitated, saying. It was too insane—this was a massacre, ensuring they would be condemned by history as criminals, executioners, leaving an infamous legacy.

“I’ll give you half an hour!” the president looked at him, saying blandly.

The Minister of Internal Affairs instantly fell silent, embarrassed.

Without international communication at present, how could he contact Yan Jing and Berlin in half an hour?

“Agree!”

“Agree!”

…

Several hours later, hundreds of missiles with loaded nuclear warheads launched from the border of Lucy Country and the Land of Radiance, soaring into the sky. They were to carry out a destruction plan at the border area between the Land of Radiance and Lucy Country.

Using massive nuclear radiation, they would carve out a natural boundary.

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