"Do you also wish to dance?"
At these words, Fang Mo's expression suddenly turned cold, and his aura became terrifyingly overwhelming.
"Ah!?"
Many lesser adventurers turned pale as if a mountain was pressing down on them, making it extremely difficult for them to breathe.
However, adventurers' teams are always a mixed bag.
There are always some who just goof off.
But there are also those who are remarkably powerful.
Under Fang Mo's oppressive aura, some adventurers became even more aggressive, especially those fearless berserkers who charged at Fang Mo with their weapons, shouting madly.
Seeing this frenzied charge, Fang Mo couldn't help but think they looked like the Allied Shinobi Forces.
With a disdainful smile, Fang Mo also charged forward alone, mimicking Uchiha Madara. Upon contact, countless adventurers were sent flying by his brute force, bones cracking all around.
Once he was amidst the crowd, Fang Mo didn't even use his Manyullyn Cleaver. Against these adventurers, he could defeat them with a single punch, even those wearing high-strength equipment couldn't withstand a single move from him.
A berserker leaped high from a distance and aimed a devastating strike at him. Fang Mo didn't even bother to dodge, delivering a forward kick that left a huge dent in the berserker's chest, sending him flying like a cannonball. The berserker tumbled across the sand for hundreds of meters before his head buried into the ground, motionless.
At that moment, a giant spider appeared in the sky.
This was Nicholas the Spider Prince's tactic, summoning spiders to attack enemies.
But Fang Mo merely raised a hand and punched the spider, instantly reducing it to a cloud of blood mist.
"What...?!"
Everyone was stunned by his terrifying strength.
Just then, a robot began to crawl near Fang Mo's feet. It was a mechanic's device meant to explode. Noticing the mechanic preparing to detonate it from afar, Fang Mo lunged forward, appearing in the center of the crowd like a phantom.
The next second, the detonation commenced. With a loud explosion, dust filled the air, swallowing many adventurers.
Yet at the moment of the explosion, Fang Mo was already a hundred meters away.
Without using weapons or any special abilities, merely physical attacks, Fang Mo was reducing the adventurers' numbers at an unbelievable rate.
A martial god suddenly appeared in front of Fang Mo, shouting and concentrating all his power into his legs for a powerful kick. Fang Mo simply pointed a finger, and with a crack, the martial god's leg shattered completely.
Fang Mo's attacks grew even faster. He crushed elemental spirits underfoot, tore apart storm robots with his hands, and used Nicholas as a weapon, smashing him around like a ragdoll.
The adventurers' screams echoed across the battlefield, which had turned into a hellish scene. Even long-range attacks were useless against Fang Mo.
Someone threw a shuriken, but without looking, Fang Mo caught it and threw it back, embedding it into another adventurer's jaw.
Even control skills were futile.
A poison master threw a web, but Fang Mo charged through it, dragging the poison master for hundreds of meters.
As for the Asura's evil light wave array, it shattered like foam upon touching Fang Mo.
"What kind of monster is this?!"
In the face of this overwhelming power, many adventurers lost the will to fight and collapsed. But some elite adventurers continued to fight bravely.
Amidst the battle, a white light slashed Fang Mo's wrist, causing his health bar to flicker for the first time.
"Hmm?"
Intrigued, Fang Mo turned to see a determined figure. From his attire, it was clear he was a ghost swordsman, wearing exquisite armor and carrying five swords, with a lightsaber in his hand.
"A double-crossing soul?"
Fang Mo looked at him with interest, "You managed to break my defense... Must have spent a lot, right?"
The ghost swordsman remained silent, his face stern, exuding a sharp sword aura. With a low shout, two rows of sword blades formed wings behind him.
"A second awakening?"
Fang Mo raised an eyebrow.
"Evil being, we will destroy you today!" declared the ghost swordsman solemnly. "Take this!"
With his words, swords flew towards Fang Mo, enveloping him. But before Fang Mo could respond, the ghost swordsman shouted, "Now! Get down!!"
The adventurers immediately ducked.
At the same time, two bright beams flashed, piercing through the desert and hitting Fang Mo's position.
"It's the ancient particle cannon!"
The adventurers cheered, recognizing its power. The impact caused the ground to shake, a massive crater forming, with a mushroom cloud rising.
But it wasn't over.
A shout echoed, "Gaboga!!!"
Mechanical devices appeared, opening a temporary portal from which a giant iron fist emerged, crashing into the crater like a comet.
With a resounding boom, everyone felt as if their hearts were struck by a heavy hammer.
"Success...?"
Upon seeing this scene, the adventurers breathed a sigh of relief. The monster was terrifying, even more so than Apostle Delezie, destroying nearly the entire adventurer legion in an instant.
However, just as the adventurers began to relax, Iris's expression suddenly changed dramatically.
"No!" Iris exclaimed in shock. "Adventurers! That thing isn't dead yet!"
"What!?"
"Impossible!!!"
The adventurers were incredulous and instinctively turned towards the crater.
What they saw immediately alarmed them.
The giant mechanical arm, which was originally suspended in mid-air, was eerily stuck in place.
Yes, this gigantic mechanical arm was called the "Fist of Gaboga," from an ancient robot named Gaboga. It was initially designed as a weapon against apostles. Although the plan was never executed, this robot's destructive power remained terrifying. Some mechanics could summon its arm to attack, known as the Fist of Gaboga.
Even the Tyrant King Bakal, who once ruled the Heavenly Realm, would be stunned for a while if hit by this deadly iron fist unexpectedly.
Since the main body of Gaboga could not be summoned, the arm would usually retract after the attack, awaiting the next summoning.
But now...
This arm was inexplicably stuck here.
As the dust cleared, the adventurers finally saw what was happening in the crater.
Fang Mo stood unscathed, holding the giant alloy fist of Gaboga with his five fingers dug into it, keeping it in place.
As the adventurers looked at Fang Mo, he slowly spoke.
"Gaboga?"
Fang Mo chuckled disdainfully. "Just a pile of scrap metal hidden in another dimension."
Saying this, he exerted force with one hand.
A chilling sound of metal tearing filled the air. The indestructible Fist of Gaboga began to break apart from the arm, split in two by Fang Mo, and crashed heavily into the desert ahead.
"Boom!"
The weighty mechanical arm hit the sand, raising a storm of dust.
However, contrary to the deafening roar, the onlookers were silent, a sense of despair growing within them.
"You've thrown quite a few awakenings at me."
At this moment, Fang Mo spoke again, "Since that's the case, I should return the favor."
With that, he brought his hands together.
Like a perfect replication of Madara Uchiha's move, Fang Mo took a deep breath and exhaled forward.
"Fire Release: Great Fire Annihilation."
An endless sea of fire spewed from Fang Mo's mouth, sweeping forward like a doomsday tide, engulfing the entire desert in a scorching inferno. Even the sand began to soften and melt, with screams echoing all around.
"No! Adventurers!"
Iris, panicking, began to cast spells urgently.
A chill emerged, and countless giant ice crystals fell from the sky, forming a wall before the adventurers. But alone, she couldn't hold out. The ice evaporated almost instantly upon impact.
She quickly shouted, "Adventurers, pull yourselves together!"
For some reason, Iris's words seemed to have a magical effect, awakening many panicked adventurers. Many wizards quickly used ice magic to resist.
Elementalists, Ice Mages, and others combined their efforts, with ice crystals bursting everywhere and ice walls rising from the ground. Adventurers gathered and Qi Masters released energy shields together, barely surviving the apocalyptic flames.
After this wave, more adventurers collapsed from exhaustion.
In fact, few adventurers were still standing on the battlefield. Fang Mo glanced around, finding only a dozen left, the rest either unconscious from exhaustion or possibly dead.
"Not continuing?"
Fang Mo smiled at the remaining adventurers. "Actually… Hell is quite a sight too."
"You..."
Hearing this, the adventurers gritted their teeth. Fang Mo seemed intent on destroying the world, and they had to stop him.
But as they prepared to charge, a voice suddenly rang out nearby.
"Look here, you evil fiend!"
Iris's voice came, and Fang Mo turned, stunned.
Iris stood on a distant dune with three Sword Saints and an adventurer resembling a female Ghostblade, alongside a small, troubled mage in a snowman suit.
Yes, it was the summoner.
In the heat of battle, Fang Mo had forgotten about her. But now, these people had taken her hostage.
"Stop, or I'll kill your companion!"
The female Ghostblade pressed her sword to the summoner's neck.
"Oh, then go ahead."
Fang Mo shrugged. "I'll just revive her afterward. No big deal."
"…Revive?"
One of the Sword Saints, Aganzo, trembled.
"Don't believe me?" Fang Mo said. "Try killing someone and I'll show you."
"You…"
"Stop, you evil fiend," Iris declared. "Apostle Delezie was destroyed two days ago. Give up your plan to collect apostle power. Your dream of destroying Arad is impossible!"
"You what!?"
Fang Mo couldn't contain his rage, cursing, "You killed Delezie!?"
"Destroying the evil apostle is our duty..."
"Shut up," Fang Mo interrupted, drawing his sword. "Negotiations are over..."
"Phase two begins now."