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Chapter 122
chapter 079 part 2
A burly man, covered in muscles and tattooed with inexplicable blood-red patterns, was brandishing two axes, rampaging through the space battlefield. Even when facing fire demons, he would charge in with a ferocious and fanatical expression, wildly swinging his two axes.
Even covered in wounds, his face remained fervent.
"Kratos, the God of War... I heard that guy is an important research outcome of the World Tree's divine power... But what's with all this messy divine power on him?"
Seeing this guy, Clamp felt a headache. He had dueled this war maniac many times. Although he always won, it became increasingly difficult. The opponent's rate of becoming stronger was too fast!
With the entire Global Academy of Sciences giving Kratos a power-up, relying on the corpses of dozens of god races like Asgard, Olympus, and Maya, they subjected Kratos to insane human experimentation. And Kratos, the madman, was extremely enthusiastic about these experiments.
It was said he had nearly died countless times, yet his speed of becoming stronger was incredibly absurd. In such a short time, he had gone from a lowly mortal of Olympus to a formidable character capable of directly confronting Clamp.
Moreover, his madness and fearlessness were even more exaggerated and extreme than Clamp's; he was a lunatic, and thus he was bestowed the title of God of War by some. Among the Twelve Olympians, there was indeed a divine title of God of War.
"This chaotic divine power, with no discernible patterns... it's just too much..."
Clamp's head throbbed. How many god race divine power systems were mixed into this? The proportions of various divine powers in each attack were also different, making it utterly chaotic. Yet, this guy could adapt to it and even use this characteristic to disorient his enemies!
*Swish!*
Just as Clamp was in a foul mood, angrily leading his gladiator squad to tear apart another powerful fire demon.
A whip suddenly struck, instantly reducing two of his subordinates to scattered, broken parts. Flames surged, instantly incinerating these parts. Even Clamp himself, after frantically mobilizing all his energy reserves to resist, had half of his body shattered by the whip.
Terrifying flame divine power raged, continuously burning the remaining parts of Clamp's body.
"Enough! A bunch of useless trash, you can't even defeat an emerging species. I will act personally! Martin, get out here and atone for my father Surtur!"
Queen Sindr could no longer tolerate it and finally entered the fray herself.
This battle was truly ugly. Her proud fire demon army was actually being beaten into such a state by these robots? Not only could they not push forward, but they were also subtly retreating?!
A sense of unease subtly rose in her heart. The combat power displayed by these robots was simply too formidable. They clearly had no special powers like divine power or magic, yet they managed to beat her army into this state purely through their mechanical bodies and technological creations!
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Chapter 153
Queen Sindr's face was cold, her eyes blazing with endless rage. Like a meteor, she tore through the battlefield, sweeping aside countless fire demons and Transformers on both sides. Her flame divine power was incredibly violent, rampaging unrestrained across the vast battlefield.
She charged directly towards Cybertron.
*Slaash!*
A sharp greatsword cleaved down.
"Get lost!"
Queen Sindr had a cruel expression, catching the greatsword with one hand, but the powerful divine power emanating from the greatsword made her eyebrows twitch. Simultaneously, she lashed out with her whip.
Optimus Prime swiftly retreated, then swung his greatsword horizontally again, sending out a shower of sparks.
"This weapon carries the aura of Asgard. It seems you've acquired Asgard's divine artifact legacy. Hmph, interesting."
Queen Sindr lashed her flaming long whip, her face full of irritation, striking repeatedly and clashing with Optimus Prime.
Soon, Optimus Prime accumulated many dreadful wounds, and his shattered parts drifted away.
"I'm looking for Martin, not trash like you."
Queen Sindr said, annoyed.
Optimus Prime remained silent, about to continue his attack, but then his expression shifted, and he quickly retreated.
Queen Sindr snorted coldly, charging directly towards Cybertron. Martin was her true target: to kill Martin and free her father, Surtur.
"Martin, get out here, your Queen has arrived!!"
Queen Sindr's low roar echoed across Cybertron.
In an instant, countless surface heavy cannons rotated, roaring as they concentrated fire on Queen Sindr. Terrifying beams of energy converged, but after the tremendous explosion dissipated, Queen Sindr stood in space, an impatient expression on her face, flames burning around her, completely unharmed, gazing down at the metal planet below.
"What little dog is yapping? Are you so eager to become my dog already?"
Martin's expression was calm. In an instant, he appeared in outer space, confronting Queen Sindr from a thousand meters away.
"You're finally out," Queen Sindr's face flashed with excitement, and a cruel intent, "Although I don't know what method you used to enslave my father, don't think you can use the same despicable tactics to enslave me! And you no longer have the Infinity Gems; now, at best, you're just an ordinary Skyfather-level!"
As her words fell, her flame whip lashed out with a roar. All its terrifying flame divine power converged into this single whip, carrying the cosmic pressure capable of shattering star systems.
Martin's face remained utterly calm throughout. At this moment, he donned The Supreme Divine Armor and punched out at the incoming whip.
*Boom!*
The surging flame divine power, as if encountering terrifying atmospheric pressure, exploded with a roar. Streaks of flame spread, igniting brilliant sparks in the vacuum of space.
"Your father is on Earth, not Cybertron."
Martin said indifferently.
"I know he's on Earth, but only by killing you can my foolish father be free! Originally, he should have been the King of Muspelheim—of course, I believe I am more suited, but that is not a reason for you to imprison him!"
Queen Sindr's face was fierce as she continuously swung her whip, but she was astonished to find that no matter what level of divine power she used, she could not shake Martin in the slightest. His peculiar battle armor gave her an ominous feeling.
"Is this the battle armor you're so proud of? I'm afraid it's even more powerful than the Destroyer Armor. Hmph, how long can you hide in that turtle shell?"
Queen Sindr mocked, swinging her whip. Streaks of divine power converged, eventually forming an immense and terrifying flame that directly caused tremors throughout the Three Realms of Asgard.
This was a powerful strike from a Skyfather-level queen. It now slammed into Martin. Watching Martin being completely engulfed by the terrifying flames, Queen Sindr's face revealed a hint of excited frenzy.
(end of chapter)
A burly man, covered in muscles and tattooed with inexplicable blood-red patterns, was brandishing two axes, rampaging through the space battlefield. Even when facing fire demons, he would charge in with a ferocious and fanatical expression, wildly swinging his two axes.
Even covered in wounds, his face remained fervent.
"Kratos, the God of War... I heard that guy is an important research outcome of the World Tree's divine power... But what's with all this messy divine power on him?"
Seeing this guy, Clamp felt a headache. He had dueled this war maniac many times. Although he always won, it became increasingly difficult. The opponent's rate of becoming stronger was too fast!
With the entire Global Academy of Sciences giving Kratos a power-up, relying on the corpses of dozens of god races like Asgard, Olympus, and Maya, they subjected Kratos to insane human experimentation. And Kratos, the madman, was extremely enthusiastic about these experiments.
It was said he had nearly died countless times, yet his speed of becoming stronger was incredibly absurd. In such a short time, he had gone from a lowly mortal of Olympus to a formidable character capable of directly confronting Clamp.
Moreover, his madness and fearlessness were even more exaggerated and extreme than Clamp's; he was a lunatic, and thus he was bestowed the title of God of War by some. Among the Twelve Olympians, there was indeed a divine title of God of War.
"This chaotic divine power, with no discernible patterns... it's just too much..."
Clamp's head throbbed. How many god race divine power systems were mixed into this? The proportions of various divine powers in each attack were also different, making it utterly chaotic. Yet, this guy could adapt to it and even use this characteristic to disorient his enemies!
*Swish!*
Just as Clamp was in a foul mood, angrily leading his gladiator squad to tear apart another powerful fire demon.
A whip suddenly struck, instantly reducing two of his subordinates to scattered, broken parts. Flames surged, instantly incinerating these parts. Even Clamp himself, after frantically mobilizing all his energy reserves to resist, had half of his body shattered by the whip.
Terrifying flame divine power raged, continuously burning the remaining parts of Clamp's body.
"Enough! A bunch of useless trash, you can't even defeat an emerging species. I will act personally! Martin, get out here and atone for my father Surtur!"
Queen Sindr could no longer tolerate it and finally entered the fray herself.
This battle was truly ugly. Her proud fire demon army was actually being beaten into such a state by these robots? Not only could they not push forward, but they were also subtly retreating?!
A sense of unease subtly rose in her heart. The combat power displayed by these robots was simply too formidable. They clearly had no special powers like divine power or magic, yet they managed to beat her army into this state purely through their mechanical bodies and technological creations!
[More to come later. Please, dear readers, support with a few subscriptions!]
Chapter 153
Queen Sindr's face was cold, her eyes blazing with endless rage. Like a meteor, she tore through the battlefield, sweeping aside countless fire demons and Transformers on both sides. Her flame divine power was incredibly violent, rampaging unrestrained across the vast battlefield.
She charged directly towards Cybertron.
*Slaash!*
A sharp greatsword cleaved down.
"Get lost!"
Queen Sindr had a cruel expression, catching the greatsword with one hand, but the powerful divine power emanating from the greatsword made her eyebrows twitch. Simultaneously, she lashed out with her whip.
Optimus Prime swiftly retreated, then swung his greatsword horizontally again, sending out a shower of sparks.
"This weapon carries the aura of Asgard. It seems you've acquired Asgard's divine artifact legacy. Hmph, interesting."
Queen Sindr lashed her flaming long whip, her face full of irritation, striking repeatedly and clashing with Optimus Prime.
Soon, Optimus Prime accumulated many dreadful wounds, and his shattered parts drifted away.
"I'm looking for Martin, not trash like you."
Queen Sindr said, annoyed.
Optimus Prime remained silent, about to continue his attack, but then his expression shifted, and he quickly retreated.
Queen Sindr snorted coldly, charging directly towards Cybertron. Martin was her true target: to kill Martin and free her father, Surtur.
"Martin, get out here, your Queen has arrived!!"
Queen Sindr's low roar echoed across Cybertron.
In an instant, countless surface heavy cannons rotated, roaring as they concentrated fire on Queen Sindr. Terrifying beams of energy converged, but after the tremendous explosion dissipated, Queen Sindr stood in space, an impatient expression on her face, flames burning around her, completely unharmed, gazing down at the metal planet below.
"What little dog is yapping? Are you so eager to become my dog already?"
Martin's expression was calm. In an instant, he appeared in outer space, confronting Queen Sindr from a thousand meters away.
"You're finally out," Queen Sindr's face flashed with excitement, and a cruel intent, "Although I don't know what method you used to enslave my father, don't think you can use the same despicable tactics to enslave me! And you no longer have the Infinity Gems; now, at best, you're just an ordinary Skyfather-level!"
As her words fell, her flame whip lashed out with a roar. All its terrifying flame divine power converged into this single whip, carrying the cosmic pressure capable of shattering star systems.
Martin's face remained utterly calm throughout. At this moment, he donned The Supreme Divine Armor and punched out at the incoming whip.
*Boom!*
The surging flame divine power, as if encountering terrifying atmospheric pressure, exploded with a roar. Streaks of flame spread, igniting brilliant sparks in the vacuum of space.
"Your father is on Earth, not Cybertron."
Martin said indifferently.
"I know he's on Earth, but only by killing you can my foolish father be free! Originally, he should have been the King of Muspelheim—of course, I believe I am more suited, but that is not a reason for you to imprison him!"
Queen Sindr's face was fierce as she continuously swung her whip, but she was astonished to find that no matter what level of divine power she used, she could not shake Martin in the slightest. His peculiar battle armor gave her an ominous feeling.
"Is this the battle armor you're so proud of? I'm afraid it's even more powerful than the Destroyer Armor. Hmph, how long can you hide in that turtle shell?"
Queen Sindr mocked, swinging her whip. Streaks of divine power converged, eventually forming an immense and terrifying flame that directly caused tremors throughout the Three Realms of Asgard.
This was a powerful strike from a Skyfather-level queen. It now slammed into Martin. Watching Martin being completely engulfed by the terrifying flames, Queen Sindr's face revealed a hint of excited frenzy.
(end of chapter)
