The battle had already transcended the realm of brutality, entering a bewildering, almost eternal cycle of attrition and destruction.
From space, looking down at the Sui Xie (Debris) planet's surface, which was covered in a fungal mat, a tiny black light spot acted as the eye of a storm. Around it, for several kilometers, a death zone constantly cleared and instantly refilled.
Mark Grayson's figure moved and flickered at high speed within it. Each appearance was accompanied by a terrifying burst of kinetic energy, as vast swathes of Trigg clones were pulverized and exploded like straw hit by an invisible giant hammer!
His heat vision, like the brush of the God of Death, carved out massive, instantly vaporized furrows in the surging enemy tide with every sweep.
His freezing breath created large crystalline but deadly ice sculpture forests, which were then shattered by new enemies.
His fists and feet became the most primal tools of destruction, without any fancy moves, only absolute power and speed, tearing everything that dared to approach into its most basic particles!
He seemed tireless, the Viltrumite's ferocity completely unleashed, battle instincts dominating everything.
The number of clones seemed endless. They stepped over the remains of their companions, expressionless or with a unified insane smile, surging forward one after another.
But strangely, they couldn't truly break through the defense line formed by Mark alone!
That figure seemed to have become an invisible, insurmountable chasm. No matter how Trigg's flood impacted it, it could not cross the line!
Under this extreme pressure, Mark instead entered a profound combat state.
His senses became sharper, his power flow smoother, and he even gained new insights into the use of heat vision and freezing breath.
He no longer just clashed head-on but began to calculate angles more precisely, utilize each attack more efficiently, maximizing enemy casualties while conserving stamina.
He grew stronger with each fight!
In his golden pupils, a cold flame burned—the ultimate calmness in the face of destruction, and the ultimate contempt for his enemies!
This eerie balance, this scene of one man fighting an army with apparent ease, thoroughly enraged the Trigg watching from afar.
"Useless! All useless!"
Trigg let out an angry shriek. The Old One energy on him fluctuated violently, and the surrounding space twisted with it.
"Even with infinite numbers, without quality that can end, it's just futile consumption!"
He couldn't wait any longer!
Every second he delayed, Mark seemed to become more formidable!
Moreover, deep down, he felt an instinctive fear and jealousy of Mark's power, which seemed inherently capable of restraining and destroying them!
"All of you, get out of my way!"
Trigg's true body roared, suddenly transforming into a dark red stream of light and personally joining the battle. Wherever he passed, the clones respectfully made way.
The true showdown began now!
"Boom!!!"
Trigg's true body and Mark's fist collided for the first time without any fanfare!
A terrifying roar, far exceeding anything before, like two small asteroids colliding, erupted suddenly!
A visible shockwave spread outwards in a ring, instantly pulverizing all clones within several hundred meters, regardless of friend or foe!
Even the thick fungal mat and rock layers beneath their feet were scraped away by a thick layer!
Mark's figure slid back several tens of meters for the first time before he stabilized himself.
He felt the slightly numbing vibration from his fist, and his molten gold pupils slightly contracted.
Such immense power!
Far exceeding Trigg during the Alliance era, even more refined and... strange than the power of the Third Old One Avatar he had previously destroyed!
Trigg's true body also floated back a distance. He shook his somewhat twisted and deformed arm, but the arm recovered almost instantly under the 蠕動 of dark red energy.
A more savage and excited smile appeared on his face.
"Do you feel it, Mark? This is the true power bestowed by the gods! Beyond fragile flesh and blood! You cannot comprehend such greatness!"
Before he finished speaking, he lunged again!
Faster, stronger!
His attack methods also became extremely tricky and vicious, no longer confined to form. Fists, feet, claw attacks, and even sharp bone spurs or tentacles condensed from Old One energy occasionally burst from his body!
Mark focused on responding, raising his speed and strength to new levels.
Their battle instantly escalated to a fever pitch!
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Each collision made the earth crack and the sky tremble!
They fought from the ground to the air. Wherever they passed, space seemed to wail, leaving lingering energy trails and vacuum cracks!
The aftershocks of the battle raged like a natural disaster across this already crumbling planet. Huge cracks spread across the surface, volcanoes were forced to erupt again, and the atmosphere was stirred into destructive storms!
This was a true, insane struggle between cosmic-level combatants!
Trigg not only greatly increased his own power, but he also cunningly directed countless clones to launch suicidal attacks, disrupting Mark's rhythm, and even using their bodies as shields to create opportunities for himself to attack Mark!
Though Mark was brave, two fists could not defeat four hands, let alone countless hands plus a vastly powered-up Trigg. Wounds began to increase on his body, and blood splattered across the sky.
Failing to block in time, Trigg landed a heavy punch imbued with corrupting energy fiercely into his ribs!
"Pfft!"
Mark violently spat out a mouthful of blood, his body slammed into the ground like a meteorite, creating a huge crater!
"Hahahaha! Do you see?! This is the difference!"
Trigg hovered in the air, letting out a wild, arrogant laugh. Countless clones surged towards the deep pit like locusts, attempting to completely overwhelm Mark.
Just at this critical moment.
"Roar!!!"
A white, whirlwind-like figure and a lithe figure enveloped in bronze light, like two sharp daggers, suddenly tore through the clone encirclement from the flank of the battlefield, rushing towards the crater where Mark had fallen at an astonishing speed!
"Mark!!"
"Grayson!"
The White Lion's roar and Ruijia's anxious shouts rang out simultaneously!
They had arrived!
The White Lion was like a mad tiger in a flock of sheep. Its claws and fangs became the bloodiest harvesters, leaving severed limbs and broken bodies everywhere!
Ruijia, meanwhile, wielded her massive bone staff. Each swing carried the immense power to shatter mountains and crack stones, along with a certain shock energy, sending swathes of clones flying and shattering!
Their sudden entry instantly disrupted the rhythm of the clone army, buying Mark precious time to catch his breath!
Mark leaped out of the crater, seeing the two blood-soaked, fighting allies who had come to support him, a flicker of genuine surprise and joy in his eyes!
A warm current and new strength seemed to surge from his heart, dispelling some of his fatigue!
"How did you get here?!"
Mark shattered several lunging clones with a punch, forming a triangular defensive formation with the two of them back-to-back.
"Nonsense! Were we just supposed to watch you play the hero alone?!"
Ruijia slammed a staff into a flying clone attempting a sneak attack, shouting angrily, but the concern in her eyes was undeniable.
"Trigg!! Your life is mine!!"
The White Lion completely ignored the other enemies, his crimson pupils fixed on Trigg's true body in the air, letting out a roar of vengeance.
With the two of them sharing the burden, Mark's pressure greatly reduced!
He let out a long howl, his fighting spirit soaring again!
"Good! Then let's go together! Fight our way out!"
The battle formation formed by the three of them was like an efficient killing mill!
Mark was responsible for head-on clashes and large-scale clearing, Ruijia for flank protection and breaking through defenses, while the hate-filled White Lion, like a mad dog, clung to Trigg and the strongest clones, exchanging blows despite his own injuries!
With their tacit cooperation, they actually managed to stabilize the situation, even starting to push back!
Trigg's clone army, for the first time, showed clear, organized casualties and... signs of retreat!
"Damn it! You wretched bugs!"
Trigg in the air was almost driven mad with rage!
He hadn't expected these two to appear suddenly, nor had he expected their addition to make Mark unleash even greater combat power!
This couldn't continue!
Trigg's eyes became extremely sinister and vicious.
He abruptly shifted his target from Mark, locking onto the furiously killing White Lion and the vigorously wielding Ruijia!
"Since you're looking for death! I'll start with you!"
He roared, pushing his hands forward violently!
A torrent of dark red Old One energy, far denser and more foul than before, like a bursting dam, mixed with the shrieks of countless vengeful spirits, blasted towards the White Lion and Ruijia respectively!
This strike contained most of his power, greatly amplified by the Old One, and was incredibly malicious!
"Watch out!"
Mark's pupils constricted, wanting to help but being relentlessly entangled by more clones!
The White Lion, caught up in the thrill of killing, was caught off guard and directly hit by the dark red torrent!
"Pfft—!"
His massive body was struck as if by a high-speed warship. The bone armor on his chest instantly shattered, blood mixed with internal organ fragments gushed out, and he slammed heavily into the ground in the distance, his fate unknown!
Ruijia's situation was slightly better. She timely held her staff across her body, roaring as she unleashed all her biological energy to form a shield!
"Boom!!"
The dark red torrent slammed into the shield. The shield only held for a second before it shattered!
Ruijia was hit hard, blood oozing from her mouth and nose. She was blasted away, her staff flying from her hand and landing in the distance. She struggled but found it difficult to get up, clearly having suffered extremely severe internal injuries!
The situation instantly reversed!
The glimmer of hope they had just seen was mercilessly extinguished.
The biggest threat, Mark, was still there, but his two most important helpers were instantly incapacitated!
"Hahahahaha!"
Trigg's true body hovered in the air, looking at the two instantly defeated figures below and Mark, who was surrounded, letting out a triumphant and cruel maniacal laugh.
"Do you see, Mark! This is the consequence of defying the gods! Now, only you are left! I will personally... slowly... dismantle you, little bug!"
Countless clones, like a black tide, surged towards the isolated and helpless Mark once more!
Mark stood amidst the ruins, looking at his heavily wounded comrades on the ground, at his arrogant enemy, and at the endless tide of foes.
He slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. In his molten gold pupils, the last trace of warmth faded, leaving only an absolute zero-like coldness and... an impending, world-shattering fury.
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