“Die…” The golden-armored youth said coldly, pulling the trigger. The stylish barrel of the cannon trembled slightly before spitting out a dense swarm of light dots, fine as needle tips, rushing toward Yang Baiyu.

“…Hmph!” Seeing him draw a technological weapon, Yang Baiyu was prepared. He subtly circulated his inner energy, activating the protective shield on his armor.

A faint purple energy barrier enveloped him. As the countless light dots struck it, they merely caused slight ripples before vanishing.

“What!” The golden-armored youth’s face changed. His light-cannon rifle was an artifact from the ruins; it could riddle an 8000-level monster with holes, yet it couldn't penetrate Yang Baiyu’s energy shield?

He didn't realize that while the Light Base City was far inferior to the Celestial Alliance in terms of manpower—being a coalition formed from the remnants of dozens of former nations—they were nearly equal when it came to high-end weaponry. Yang Baiyu was clad in top-tier equipment.

His spear could assassinate monsters below the 10,000 level, and the energy layer on his armor could ignore any attack below that same level, weakening attacks exceeding 10,000 level by seventy percent, provided they didn't breach the ultimate limit. “Heaven-Slaying Formation, kill!” Standing at the formation’s core, Yang Baiyu roared, swinging his spear.

His entire aura surged, and he thrust a palm forward. An energy palm, three zhang in diameter, boomed as it charged toward the golden-armored youth.

Behind him, the 2,000 City Guards followed the sweeping motion, and instantly, a sky full of palm prints danced forth, converging and hurtling toward the golden-armored youth. Condensed with the strength of 2,000 City Guards, this palm strike was incredibly fierce.

The golden-armored youth’s expression shifted, and he quickly retreated. The other strong experts behind him couldn't pull back in time; all were struck by the palm prints, coughing up blood and plummeting down.

The large army below hastily raised their shields, forming a defensive posture to resist the myriad of palm strikes. However, the members of the City Guard Department were elites among men, possessing formidable physiques.

Despite their lesser numbers, the power they erupted was immense. The palm prints tore into the crowd, instantly blasting many away before they could even mount a resistance.

In a flash, the dense, black army was violently ripped open, leaving a gash marked by flowing blood and corpses strewn across the battlefield. All the generals rushed to adjust their formations to hold off the enemy.

Yang Baiyu laughed wildly, growing bolder with every fight. Simultaneously, above the palace, Yue Heng and his group were locked in a deadly tussle with the forces from the Divine King’s Mansion.

Looking up, over 300 members of the Mansion charged out of the palace, weapons in hand, lunging at Bai Long and the others. “Hmph, so many people, you’ll die!” Bai Long sneered contemptuously.

His figure moved like the wind, weaving through the numerous experts of the Divine King’s Mansion. His movements were ghost-like.

Facing these Mansion experts, who averaged around the 5000-level, he showed no panic, handling them with ease, striking two or three of them in quick succession. “You sneak attacked!” An expert exclaimed in shock and anger, his face flushed crimson.

“Sneak attack my foot!” Bai Long rolled his eyes and pounced. “Ganging up on me and still acting so arrogant!” His arm sliced through layers of blade shadows and clamped onto the man’s armor, flinging him away.

“I’ll fight you back!” Suddenly, a long cry echoed as a youth strode forward, a purple saber strapped to his back. His aura was wild, his eyes bewitchingly sharp as he stared at Bai Long, brimming with fighting intent.

“Come then!” Bai Long let out a cold laugh and met the challenge. The two engaged, battling fiercely, neither giving ground.

In the rear, 50 God-grade experts plunged into the army. These individuals were from the Xuanyuan Clan.

Although their combat techniques were not as refined as Bai Long’s group, their innate constitution far surpassed the others. Facing the experts of the Divine King’s Mansion, they were like adults dealing with infants, shaking and injuring the Mansion members with mere waves of their hands.

Samshit sat motionless on the Crystal Dragon Throne, his eyes narrowed, cold light flickering within them. He was inwardly stunned.

He hadn't expected such a small place as the Light Base City, with a total army of only 500,000, to harbor so many hidden masters, especially the 50 God-grade experts from the Xuanyuan Clan, each possessing strength exceeding the 10,000 level. The fight quickly turned into a rout for the Mansion’s forces.

In reality, the strength of the experts in the Light Base City was comparable to the Celestial Alliance; it was just their regular army that lagged slightly. If the top-tier experts on both sides were tied up, a single push from the lower armies could shatter the foundation of the Light Base City.

Even if the experts survived, the outcome would be disastrous. “You think you can bog us down with just your masters?” Samshit smirked coldly, ordering the two men standing motionlessly beside him, “Go summon the Divine Soldier Guard!

Also, release the vampire clan imprisoned by the Fire Civilization!” “Yes!” A man beside the Crystal Dragon Throne replied impassively, nodding, paying no heed to the fierce battle raging around them. His figure flickered, passing through the fray and disappearing behind the palace, descending into the depths via an elevator.

“Hmph.” Samshit squinted his eyes, gazing at Island Master Ziyun and the others. “Judging by your stature, you are clearly not Earthlings.

Soon, you will taste the might of my Blood Legion!” In North America, there was also a ruin of the Fire Civilization that contained many vestiges of prehistoric vampires. After Samshit acquired the ruin, these vampire remnants became his subordinates.

Puff! Puff!

Puff! Figures rained down from the sky like cannonballs, crashing onto the ground, spitting blood, their bones shattered, unable to move.

Some experts were batted away by the Xuanyuan Clan members and sent flying toward Samshit. However, before they could land, a protective layer materialized in the air above the Crystal Dragon Throne, deflecting the attacker away—truly terrible luck.

“Roar!” “Activate!” Roars erupted, like dragon cries tearing through the heavens. Over thirty individuals unleashed their Superman Mode, their bodies undergoing strange transformations: some bones thickening, others sprouting fangs, some developing bat ears, and still others whose eyes turned blood-red… A portion of the Divine King’s Mansion included Superman experts.

The Celestial Alliance’s true Superman Legion held back their killing intent until the final moment and had not activated their modes yet. Thus, among the Divine King’s Mansion experts alone, there were over 30 exhibiting the Superman Mode!

“This is bad!” Bai Long’s expression shifted slightly. He yelled toward Island Master Ziyun, “You retreat first, we’ll hold them off!” There were no Superman experts among the Xuanyuan Clan members.

Originally… Given the Xuanyuan Clan’s physique, their success rate for awakening the Superman Mode was ten times that of ordinary people. With the medicine from the Huaxia Base City, it could be raised to a certain percentage, making it 10% for the Xuanyuan Clan—one out of ten who took the drug would succeed!

However, since acquiring the Xuanyuan Divine Sword, Ye Chen had been hesitant to attempt it easily, deciding to wait until he could obtain medication that boosted the success rate above 60% before administering it to the Xuanyuan Clan. As a result, Island Master Ziyun and the others had not awakened the Superman Mode.

Furthermore, the stronger one was inherently, the less likely they were to inject foreign genes. If someone like Mo Luo were to fail, the loss would be immense.

Therefore, awakening the Superman Mode was usually selected from ordinary citizens; some who had nothing left to lose took the ultimate gamble. “Activate!” “Superman Mode!” Bai Long, Yue Heng, Mo Feng, Zhuge Fan, and Ye Zhu, five of them, muttered low commands and activated their respective Superman Modes.

Their auras grew even more bizarre. At this moment, even Island Master Ziyun, whose strength neared 100,000 level, was no match for them.

“Get ready!” Bai Long said solemnly. “Let’s start!” Yue Heng’s eyes blazed with sharp light as he took a step forward, charging out first.

However, another figure was even faster: Zhuge Fan! “Cockroach Superman!” Two black antennae sprouted from Zhuge Fan’s forehead, and his eyes turned pure black.

He fixed his gaze on the 30-plus Superman Modes opposite them. Among the opponents, Ant Supermen were the majority, with the rest being Bee Supermen and Fly Supermen!

In truth, Ye Chen’s Lightning Superman Mode evolved from a Fly Beast, which mutated into a Wind-Fly Beast, and then evolved again into the Lightning Beast! Fly Superman, First Stage: 15x speed amplification!

Lightning Superman, First Stage: 50x speed amplification! Entering the Cockroach Superman Mode, Zhuge Fan’s aura exploded.

The flesh and blood inside his body circulated violently, blood flow increasing 30-fold, and defense increasing 10-fold! Although the defense only increased tenfold, his limbs possessed infinite regeneration!

“Aaaargh…” Zhuge Fan charged out first, like a valiant soldier, like a knight riding to his death, channeling his full power toward the leading man on the opposing side! Under his original physique, an 8000-level boosted 15 times in defense meant a defensive capability of 120,000.

While the opponents had also activated their Superman Modes, their base levels were only between 4000 and 5000. Some, amplified for speed, only reached sixty or seventy thousand level.

Others were in Ant Superman Mode, amplified for 20 times power, reaching only eighty or ninety thousand level! Bang!

Bang! Bang!

The 30 Superman experts attacked in concert. Countless beams of light slammed into Zhuge Fan.

Upon entering Superman Mode, he had stored his entire set of armor in his miniaturized ruin space, wearing only ordinary attire. Under the barrage, his armor instantly disintegrated into dust.

He manipulated the energy within his body, condensing it into a layer of armor over his vital points. “Die!” A Rhinoceros Beetle Superman charged, his power amplified 30 times.

He delivered a punch that pierced Zhuge Fan’s chest, leaving a bloody mess with his intestines spilling out. “Heh heh…” The man piloting the Rhinoceros Beetle Superman smirked coldly.

“Smirk about what!” Zhuge Fan roared back, ramming his head forward. He grabbed the man’s neck with both hands and bit down, showing complete disregard for his own body.

“Leave the killing to me!” Yue Heng rushed in from behind, a sinister grin on his face, swinging his divine rod toward the man’s head. Under Mo Feng’s tuning, he had once fused genes with a completely black-furred ape beast.

He was greatly surprised that primates, not typically powerhouses in the animal kingdom, didn't just boost his power by 10 times, but unexpectedly by 30 times! The divine rod in his hand was taken from a ruin; its metal composition was unknown, but it was extremely hard and remained intact even when used in Superman Mode, enduring any blow.

With Yue Heng’s physique amplified 30 times, his strength reached roughly 240,000 to 250,000 times, and when he swung the divine rod, it seemed to cause the air itself to explode. The Rhinoceros Beetle Superman whom Zhuge Fan had grappled grew instantly pale with dread.

Knowing evasion was impossible, he immediately tightened his grip on Zhuge Fan, holding him fast, thinking, If this blow lands, we both die. I don't believe he’ll actually risk killing himself to finish me!

However… Yue Heng didn't hesitate for a second and brought the rod down, smashing the heads of both Zhuge Fan and the man he held into pulp!

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