The chaotic power condensed, compressed, and condensed again on the sword, finally turning into a hundred feet long purple sword radiance.
The sword light traversed the heavens and the earth, hovering high above the square, like a purple divine punishment hanging above everyone’s heads.
The first sword attack hit the target.
A streak of purple sword light swept across the square, and wherever it passed, golden holy light melted like ice and snow.
The armor, weapons, and flesh of hundreds of divine cultivators were shattered into pieces.
There were no screams, no wailing; everything happened in silence.
The Flames of Chaos devoured everything, turning holy light, spiritual power, divine soul, physical body, armor, and weapons into nothingness.
Hundreds of people died with a single slash of the sword, leaving nothing but a streak of golden light floating in the air, like golden snow falling soundlessly.
The second sword attack hit the target.
Another hundred feet long sword beam swept across the area.
This time, before the sword light even fell, the sharp sword energy alone made hundreds of people lose their balance.
Those with lower cultivation levels were instantly blown away by the sword energy, thrown into the air and crashing into their comrades.
That sword light followed closely, slashing them, along with their weapons, formations, and restrictions, into pieces.
Hundreds of other people died.
The third sword attack hit the target.
The last group of divine cultivators finally fell.
They were not the lowest ranking soldiers of the Protoss nation; each one was a carefully selected elite force, and each one had experienced countless battles.
But at that moment, their resolve had been completely crushed.
Some people started running away, some knelt down in surrender, and some collapsed on the ground shaking.
But the purple sword light did not stop; it sweeps and devours everything.
Less than ten breaths.
Three thousand elite troops died.
Only one person remained standing in the square—Wei Pengkun.
Wei Pengkun stood amidst piles of corpses and a sea of blood, his entire body trembling.
His golden armor was stained with the blood of his comrades, and the Spirit Slayer Holy Sword lay on the ground, its blade broken in half.
His legs felt weak, his knees trembled, and finally he couldn’t take it anymore and collapsed to the ground.
He looked up at the boy holding the woman, his eyes filled with indescribable fear.
Ten breaths.
Three thousand elite troops died in battle.
This isn’t a battle, this is a massacre.
“Any last words?”
David walked over to him and looked at him from above.
The purple eyes remained motionless, as if they were staring at an ant.
Wei Pengkun’s lips trembled and his teeth chattered.
He wanted to say something, but only a gurgling sound came out of his throat.
After being silent for a long time, he finally managed to say a few words: “David, you cannot kill me. I am the leader of the Divine Alliance. If you kill me, the Divine Race will not let you get away with it. Both Supreme Elders are Golden Immortals; they will”
“They’re dead.”
David’s voice was calm, as if he was talking about a trivial matter, “After all, even if they were here, they couldn’t save you.”
He raised the Dragon Slayer Sword, the tip pressed against Wei Pengkun’s chest.
Wei Pengkun’s eyes widened, his pupils reflecting the purple sword light.
He felt the presence of death, something more ancient than any force—chaos, emptiness, the end of all living things.
He opened his mouth, wanting to beg for mercy, negotiate, threaten, say anything that would allow him to live.
But David didn’t give him any more time.
The tip of the sword was gently extended.
Chaotic flames burst out from the sword, burning Wei Pengkun’s entire body.
Purple flames began to spread from his chest, devouring his flesh and blood, holy light, and even his soul.
Wei Pengkun let out a shrill scream that echoed through the main hall, the square, and the sky.
His body writhed, struggled, and disappeared in flames.
The power of the holy light was like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun before the flames of chaos, unable to withstand it for even a moment.
The shouting stopped suddenly in an instant.
Wei Pengkun, leader of the Divine Alliance, helmsman of the strongest power on Sixteenth Heaven, who led hundreds of thousands of cultivators and ruled the Northern Territory for tens of thousands of years, had turned into ashes. A gust of wind blew, and the ashes scattered and flew away, leaving no trace behind.
David sheathed his Dragon Slayer Sword, glanced at the pile of ashes floating in the wind, then turned and walked out of the main hall.
Behind them, the main hall of the Protoss Alliance began to collapse due to the flames of Chaos.
Golden holy light runes exploded in flames, and the array built over tens of thousands of years was burned to the ground. The beautifully carved murals and statues representing the glory of the gods were all devoured by the flames.
The flames rose to the sky, turning the entire sky golden red; The towering flames could be seen from hundreds of miles away.
FAQ NovelQ: What is the significance of the “Great Hall of the Divine Alliance”?A: The Great Hall of the Divine Alliance is presented as the central power hub of the Sixteenth Heaven, implying it’s a highly strategic and heavily guarded location.Q: What does Wei Pengkun’s demeanor reveal about his confidence?A: Despite his outward pronouncements and armed stance, Wei Pengkun’s pale lips, trembling hands, and anxious eyes suggest a deep-seated fear and a crumbling sense of authority.As the dust settles on this dramatic encounter, the true cost of power and the unwavering bonds of loyalty are put to the ultimate test.
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Q: What emotional moment kicks off ‘A Man Like None Other Chapter 6517’?
A: The chapter opens with a deeply emotional reunion between David and Jiang Xuelan, emphasizing unspoken feelings and a powerful display of protective energy as they embrace.
Q: What kind of challenge does David face upon his return from the dungeon?
A: Upon returning, David is met with an even larger, formidable force of thousands of divine cultivators and renewed magical restrictions, orchestrated by Wei Pengkun, highlighting the immense scale of the opposition.
Q: How does Wei Pengkun react to David’s presence in ‘Chapter 6517’?
A: Wei Pengkun, despite his visible fear and trembling, attempts to maintain authority by verbally challenging David from behind his reinforcements, setting the stage for a tense standoff.
What are your thoughts on David’s next move against such overwhelming odds, and how do you think this reunion will impact the unfolding battle?