The first to attack should be the one farthest from me; his right hand was held behind his back, and his breathing frequency had increased by thirty-four percent—a clear sign that his body was craving more oxygen to unleash even greater power.

“Hmm, this fellow’s attack likely carries secondary effects like slowing, stunning, or even freezing. Furthermore, its priority is high, because among the remaining three, two have already begun their undefended charge-up and chanting. The Cardinal seems to be accumulating Holy Light, appearing overly confident in this marksman. The last man, though resembling a Berserker, has deliberately slowed his pace, preparing to anticipate my desperate counterattack…”

“Such a layered attack, perfectly interlocking—once unleashed, it will be utterly dazzling and impossible to handle. A synthesis of control, offense, and defense.” A maniacal smile played on Fang Senyan’s lips: “These four have certainly cooperated before; their coordination is flawless. If that’s the case, how splendid their expressions will be if the very first link in their chain suffers a critical failure?”

Just then, the final Contractor—the ranged attacker—activated a built-in skill on his gear, completing a summoning spell.

A colossal phantom mech descended from the heavens. It possessed a face as cold and hard as iron, yet lurking behind that icy exterior was an intense, savage cruelty! A terrifying pressure bore down, and a massive roar echoed through the space:

“Who summons the leader of the Decepticons? All that I see is sustenance for my hunger! My hunger is power! Peace through tyranny!”

This Contractor had actually summoned Megatron!

Following this, he extended his palm and tossed out a gem that looked vaguely familiar to Fang Senyan—it was Molybdenum, a rare ore brimming with immense energy. Upon seeing the gem, Megatron’s expression immediately turned greedy. The phantom devoured the Molybdenum and, after a loud roar, executed a backflip, tumbling and transforming in mid-air. Finally, it morphed into the incomparably famous Walther P38 silver handgun, dropping perfectly into the Contractor’s hand.

The Contractor then aimed at Fang Senyan, letting out a mocking, cold sneer, clearly feeling this action was something of an anticlimax, yet he pulled the trigger without hesitation!

High-Energy Shot!

However, the moment Megatron appeared, a blood-red light had already shimmered across Fang Senyan’s body, activating the potent Blood-Soaked Major General Armor. A dense, crimson aura enveloped him. Two words were spat out coldly from between Fang Senyan’s gritted teeth:

“Unparalleled!”

Unparalleled versus High-Energy Shot!

The Walther P38 war pistol conjured by Megatron was undeniably powerful, easily falling into the category of high-tier Legendary weaponry. At the moment of firing, it nearly blinded anyone watching. Of course, for a seasoned Contractor, it was little more than a momentary visual flare.

But just as the Contractor known as The Pharaoh finished his chant and was about to point his dark-gold staff forward, he realized the enemy was already upon him.

The man who had just been hit by the Walther P38 was standing right in front of him!!! He was supposed to have been knocked back, left howling in agony like an idiot, wasn't he???

“How is this possible…” The Pharaoh’s eyes instantly bloodshot. Yet, as a top-tier Contractor in this space, he recognized immediately that this enemy was also gravely wounded, with a scorched patch across his chest and abdomen, even exposing the white of his ribs. The Pharaoh instantly concluded:

“I cannot retreat! The enemy is clearly running on fumes. If I fall back now, not only will my current skill interrupt, but it will also disrupt the Cardinal’s charging attack! I only need to hold out for three seconds, and the Cardinal’s strike will complete. Rabin can also arrive to assist… If I falter, the entire attack chain will collapse!”

In that instant, The Pharaoh chose to complete his spell, convinced the enemy couldn't possibly finish him off within three seconds! What he didn't know was that he faced a monster utilizing True Luck alongside his activated Unparalleled state, and this monster wielded the dread-inducing Demonic Sword, Apophis!!

Three seconds was enough time for Fang Senyan to strike five times!

Scarlet light swept out fiercely, and the space itself seemed to tear with horrifying fissures. Fang Senyan showed no mercy, unleashing his Extinction ability without restraint. The first sword pierced The Pharaoh’s throat; the second drove into his heart!

The Scarab Swarm the Pharaoh had summoned tore at Fang Senyan’s flesh, but for him, this level of attack, while enough to terrify any Agility or Magic Awakening, was still within his tolerance. Moreover, the greatest threat of the Scarab Swarm was its tendency to burrow inside and breed, but under the powerful deterrence of the A-Virus, the scarabs fled in terror from his body; not a single one dared to burrow inside to lay eggs.

Millions of points of light annihilated in an instant. The stabbed Pharaoh’s eyes widened, seemingly ready to bleed, his expression of sheer horror facing Fang Senyan meant his three companions never saw it. Had they seen it, they would have instantly become far more cautious! Regrettably, until the moment he drew his last breath, The Pharaoh couldn't even send a single warning to his comrades!

The terrifying lethality of Extinction manifested instantly, yet because of its very low profile, the Cardinal, Fang Senyan’s next target, continued his steady chant. The natural composure radiating from him held an indescribable grace. Compared to the battered Fang Senyan, covered head-to-toe in blood and fire, the two stood at absolute extremes.

The last time Fang Senyan had encountered the Cardinal, he had been hatched from an embryo—born from extreme evil and filth into extreme holiness. He wore no garments; his robes were flesh forcibly grown into a perfect imitation of a priest’s cassock! From a distance, it was hard to distinguish, but up close, it was unmistakably grotesque.

This Cardinal, however, was clearly the genuine article, and his cassock was high-quality, radiating profound sanctity and solemnity. He held a holy scroll, from which milky-white characters continuously floated upwards. The air of pity for the world surrounding him was palpable, so dignified it inspired a feeling that he was utterly beyond desecration.

But Fang Senyan had already dispatched The Pharaoh in a flash of lightning, turning and charging, head down, toward the Cardinal!!!

The Cardinal who had once stood before him like an impassable mountain range, The Cardinal who had driven him and Aziz to desperate straits when fighting together, The Cardinal under whose command he had to struggle relentlessly just to survive!

The Cardinal’s chant finally completed. A colossal cross-shaped pillar of light, resembling a mountain range, smashed down upon the enemy before him.

This was the Cross of the Crucifixion, the very thing Fang Senyan dared not approach in the past! It manifested as a cross, dark and veined with bloodstains, carrying an indescribable, savage aura. The blood marks upon it twisted and writhed as if freshly made, giving the sensation that all creation was weeping!

This was the "Crucifixion Cross" magically simulated by the Cardinal’s divine power—the actual cross upon which Jesus Christ was executed while wearing the Crown of Thorns.

Upon this cross, even a god had perished! Such was the terrifying power it contained!

The current Fang Senyan, however, could withstand the blow head-on!

Upon impact, the cross instantly shattered as if frozen solid, dissolving into countless motes of light with a crackling sound. Yet, Fang Senyan’s momentum did not slow; it increased!

The Cardinal’s expression shifted slightly. He raised his Holy Tome once more, and the countless motes of light coalesced again. Even he managed to speak three words:

The Seven Deadly Sins!

In the next second, the giant toad embodying Gluttony, the flame giant embodying Lust, the boiling oil elemental embodying Greed, the dark leech embodying Envy, the whipping vine embodying Sloth, the twin-bladed axe embodying Wrath, and the spinning wheel embodying Pride—all manifested and hurtled towards Fang Senyan!

Although Fang Senyan was now less than five meters from the Cardinal, the moment the Seven Deadly Sins launched their assault, translucent, glowing manacles appeared on his neck, legs, and arms. The immediate impression given by these manacles was one of sheer size, brute force, and crude construction, steeped in a strong Medieval European aesthetic.

Thick chains extended from the other end of the manacles, all pulled taut. At the far ends of the chains were bound massive, Holy Light-shrouded relics: the Holy Bible, the True Cross, the Ark of the Covenant, the Crown of Thorns, and the Spear of Longinus. These five immense holy artifacts strained outwards in different directions, violently tugging to restrict Fang Senyan’s movement!

But then, the third eye in Fang Senyan’s brow suddenly snapped open! In that instant, the wind howled, and his feet drove violently into the floor, causing countless roots to snake out from beneath him, greedily and forcefully corrupting the flesh structure of Noah Space E. In the next second, the Sun Staircase appeared, though each of its plant tentacles bore a strange, watching eye.

The tentacles of the Sun Staircase did not thrash wildly as before but instead pierced the glowing rings and shackles binding Fang Senyan with the utmost precision and swiftness. With just a slight pry or a gentle tug, the chains disintegrated instantly.

It was a precision akin to picking a lock, effortlessly neutralizing the restraint. This was the Executioner’s true capability!

Immediately following this, Fang Senyan unleashed a lightning-fast Final Impact blow directly into the Cardinal’s chest. However, numerous astonishing divine runes surfaced on the Cardinal’s holy robe, canceling out the majority of Fang Senyan’s attack!

But this was only Fang Senyan’s initial wave of offense, and it had relied on equipment skills. As the Cardinal staggered backward, Fang Senyan instantly completed his recovery, a cruel grin splitting his lips:

“Get a good taste of hell, priest… Withering Impact!!” (To be continued.)