The silence between the stars was completely torn apart at this moment, and the killing intent on both sides of the battlefield turned into a tangible tide, stirring up endless energy fluctuations. Magneto raised his hands, and the sound of metal trembling echoed in the void. His cold eyes swept over every warrior standing behind him, his voice low and firm: "Mutants! With our strength, with our blood, defend our future! All troops attack!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the members of the Brotherhood immediately responded. Mystique turned into a blue stream of light and was the first to rush out; Pyro raised his arms, and raging flames swept out like a tsunami; Nightcrawler disappeared from where he was, instantly appearing behind the enemy army, his dagger flashing with cold light; Beast roared, turning into a blue lightning bolt, stirring up dust all over the sky.
The opposite God Butcher Legion did not show weakness, Gel slowly raised his black blade, and scarlet flames burned in his eyes. His voice was like coming from the abyss, low but full of deterrence: "Butcher all the hypocritical gods, and welcome the true cleansing! All troops attack!"
The warriors of the God Butcher Legion acted instantly. The energy cannons on the shoulders of those semi-mechanized giants roared in unison, spewing out destructive black beams; assassins hidden in the void rushed towards the rear of the Mutants at an extremely fast speed; the Giant Hammer Warrior stomped on the ground, and the star rock beneath his feet was shattered into countless fragments, which were wrapped in dark energy and smashed towards the Mutant army.
The two armies instantly collided, and the explosion and energy collision made the entire galaxy tremble. Flames, ice, and electric light intertwined into a destructive picture, and screams and roars rose and fell one after another.
Just in the center of the battlefield, Dominic, however, shuttled through the crowd like a flash of lightning. The star rock under his feet was trampled to pieces, and the sound of explosions echoed on the battlefield. His speed was so fast that it was difficult to catch, and wherever he went, whether it was the assassins of the God Butcher Legion or the giant warriors, they were all sent flying, their bodies falling into the distance like kites with broken strings.
"What speed is this!" Pyro's eyes widened, and the fire ball in his hand almost didn't hold.
"This guy...is he a Mutant?" Mystique murmured in a low voice, her eyes full of disbelief.
At this time, Dominic had already broken through the front line and rushed directly towards Gel, the God Butcher. His fists burned with a scorching light, like a meteor falling to the ground, hitting Gel's face directly!
A hint of disdain flashed in Gel's eyes, and he swung the black blade in his hand forward, splitting out a deep black crack. A terrifying devouring force burst out from the crack, trying to swallow Dominic's fist and his body together.
Dominic sneered, his fist suddenly accelerated, directly shattering the crack, and the aftershock made the black blade hum. Gel's face changed, and just as he was about to counterattack, a strange figure suddenly appeared in the darkness beside him.
That was a god resurrected by the black blade, covered in black carapace, with ghostly green flames burning in its eyes. Its body was huge, with six black tentacles growing on its back, each tentacle exuding a suffocating pressure.
"The revenge of the true god..." The god's voice was low and hollow, as if coming from another World. It raised a huge palm and slammed it down towards Dominic, with such force that it seemed to be able to crush the entire Planet.
Dominic's pupils contracted slightly, and his figure flashed, narrowly avoiding the blow. The huge palm hit the ground, and the entire battlefield shook violently from the vibration, stirring up dust hundreds of meters high.
"Interesting." Dominic whispered, his fists clenched, and a raging fighting spirit burned in his eyes. His figure accelerated again, turning into an afterimage and rushing towards the resurrected god. The air was filled with the roar of energy, and his fist, with a scorching light, directly hit the god's chest.
The god resurrected by the black blade roared low, and the six tentacles suddenly opened, whipping towards Dominic like black whips. Each tentacle carried terrifying destructive power, easily tearing the surrounding space.
Dominic's movements did not stop at all. His fists collided with the tentacles, producing a deafening roar. The clash of the two forces distorted the surrounding air, and the other warriors on the battlefield stopped their movements one after another, looking at the center of the battlefield in surprise.
"This guy..." Mystique bit her lip, a complex look flashing in her eyes, "Is he really on our side?"
"He's too violent!" Pyro couldn't help but exclaim, and the fire ball in his hand gradually extinguished.
The battle continued, and Dominic's fists fell like a downpour, each punch carrying destructive power, shattering the god's carapace. Gel stood aside, watching all this coldly, a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth: "What an interesting little bug, but this is just the beginning."
The black blade in Gel's hand emitted a low hum, as if summoning some ancient and terrifying existence. He slowly raised the black blade, and a deep black crack appeared in the void. The mist surging from the crack condensed into countless black figures. These figures were the gods killed by the black blade, their bodies twisted, their eyes burning with ghostly green flames, their bodies covered with hard black carapaces, exuding a chilling aura of death.
The resurrected gods roared in unison, their deafening voices seeming to tear the entire battlefield apart. Their movements were uniform, and their sharp claws and tentacles rushed towards Dominic frantically, their killing intent turning into tangible coldness, causing the surrounding temperature to drop sharply.
Dominic stood still, his eyes slightly narrowed, a hint of playfulness on his face. He gently moved his shoulders, the crisp sound of his bones particularly clear in the silent space. He slowly raised his hand and pointed at the rushing resurrected gods, his tone full of disdain: "You dare to call yourselves gods with just this kind of lineup? It seems that the so-called gods are nothing more than this."
The resurrected gods were already close at hand, their claws and tentacles almost simultaneously falling on Dominic. At this moment, his figure suddenly disappeared, and the next moment he appeared behind a god. His fist slammed down, directly hitting the back of the god's head.
Boom! The immense force instantly turned the god into countless black fragments, and the shock wave swept around like a hurricane, stirring up dust all over the sky. Dominic did not stop at all, his figure shuttling through the battlefield like a ghost. Every punch and every kick carried the power to destroy the World, and the resurrected gods turned into ashes one after another.
"Is this the power of a god?" He sneered, his fists bursting with a scorching light, completely tearing the last god apart. He stood in the center of the battlefield, the surrounding black fragments drifting with the wind, leaving only countless deep pits and cracks on the ground. He slowly raised his head, looked at Gel opposite him, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "If this is your trump card, then you have disappointed me too much."
Gel's eyes suddenly turned cold, and for the first time, a hint of fluctuation appeared on his face. He put away his arrogance and disdain, and the black blade in his hand began to tremble, emitting a low whine. He stared at Dominic, his voice low and cold: "It seems that you are indeed not those hypocritical false gods, but a true god."
He slowly raised the black blade, and black mist began to envelop his body. His eyes turned scarlet, his pupils filled with endless killing intent and hatred, and his large black eyes glowed with a strange light. His body also swelled, as if merging with the black blade, and the aura on his body became increasingly terrifying.
The air seemed to be frozen, and the entire battlefield was enveloped by the pressure he exuded. He slowly raised the black blade, his voice roaring like thunder: "Then, let me, the true God Butcher, make you understand what the fear of a god is!"
The momentum exploded, and black energy waves swept out like a tsunami, and the entire galaxy seemed to fall into absolute darkness.
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