Thinking of this, Zhao Yinshun had a vague understanding of the gap between himself and the ninth-level ceiling.

Six-dimensional contact...six-dimensional transformation...

In a sense, he is a weakened version of the saint template.

Although in terms of basic attributes, he is definitely as insignificant as an ant, but in terms of his ability to flip tables, I'm sorry, everyone here is rubbish!

He is so desperate that he resonates with infinite divinity and forcibly ascends the dimension. He can destroy the entire world before his body and soul collapse!

It's just that he has lost the "anchor point" of this dimension. He has no idea whether he can come down after entering the superdimensional state.

Maybe you can directly load a file and be reborn, maybe you have to be reincarnated and start a new game, or maybe you can only be a superdimensional observer outside the box.

Therefore, he really didn't want to give up this body unless he had to.

Because there is no upper limit to his growth potential, as long as he continues step by step, sooner or later he will surpass the ninth level [Emperor] and become the new ceiling of this world!

Even break the ceiling and enter a new realm - the tenth level!

What's more, the eleventh level, the twelfth level, the thirteenth level...

As long as he wants, he can climb the stairs step by step until... he returns to the supreme throne outside his dimension.

The messy thoughts were settled in his mind, and his empty and unfocused eyes were refocused. Looking at the group of shivering Fuso soldiers in front of him, Zhao Yinshun showed a cordial smile from the bottom of his heart.

Thank you for the gift of nature~

Looking at Zhao Yinshun's "weird" smile, all the Fusang soldiers felt that the hair on their bodies stood up. They felt that it was not a look at a person at all, but an old farmer looking at the harvest of food!

They...are food!

Overwhelmed by indescribable extreme fear, a group of Fusang soldiers screamed, some turned around and fled, some collapsed on the ground and urinated, and some even took the initiative to attack Zhao Yin while crying, "Don't come here!"

Shun rushed away with his sword.

After casually cutting a few crazy soldiers into pieces, Zhao Yinshun raised his eyes and raised the corners of his eyebrows slightly.

In the chaotic enemy formation, a huge magic cannon broke through the crowd, revealing a black muzzle pointed directly at Zhao Yinshun.

When the magic cannon appeared, the pupils of the Fuso soldiers following Zhao Yinshun on the other side of the city wall instantly dilated, and they ran away screaming.

"fire!"

Ignoring the friendly forces in the same straight line as Zhao Yinshun, the violent bore flames pushed an armor-piercing shell out at several times the speed of sound.

However, facing such an attack, the boy in white didn't even bother to move.

When~

The cannonball hit an invisible barrier an inch away from the young man's body. Amidst the harsh sound of metal twisting, a gilded shadow as thin as cicada wings flashed away. The high-speed rotating armor-piercing projectile hit the seemingly invisible barrier with just one poke.

The broken thin barrier instantly deformed, then ejected into the sky and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"…………"

After an awkward silence for a few tenths of a second, the panicked Fuso soldiers let out chaotic howls.

"Failed to penetrate enemy armor!"

"How can it be repaired? Reload it with high-explosive bombs!"

"Tear down the heavy cannon on the city gate! Blast him to death!"

…………

Seeing a group of Fuso soldiers busy loading ammunition, Zhao Yinshun, who was very close at hand, gradually knitted his brows.

Reloading in front of me?

You clearly look down on me!

So under the horrified eyes of the soldiers, the boy in white slowly stepped forward, walked up to the cannon unhurriedly, and looked at them with questioning eyes.

"Are you serious?"

It was only then that the soldiers who came back to their senses realized what a stupid thing they were doing, and subconsciously forced out a smile that was uglier than crying.

“Private Marseille with red bean paste…”

Huh~

He raised his hand and slashed off their heads with a sword, leaving the twisted smile permanently fixed on their faces. Zhao Yinshun kicked the magic cannon, and the arrogant force made the barrel into an L shape from the middle and rotated.

Then flew towards the city.

Seeing several tons of steel debris turning into a small black dot in the sky, Zhao Yinshun withdrew his gaze and looked at the Fuso soldiers who were running away frantically.

What about the Bushido spirit mentioned?

Just as he was about to teach these deserters what it meant to rather die than surrender, violent auras appeared in the induction.

boom!

The steel giant, which was more than four meters tall, jumped onto the city wall and blocked Zhao Yinshun with an indomitable momentum.

However, before he could say anything harsh, the young man in white suddenly disappeared from his sight, leaving only an afterimage passing by in the corner of his eye.

"Don't even think about it... uh..."

He turned around to chase, but his upper body turned around, while his lower body remained the same. Extreme pain was felt from all over his body, and the legendary magic knight realized that he had been dismembered into seven or eight pieces.

"Ahhhhh!!"

The heavy mana knight armor disintegrated and collapsed on the spot, red blood gurgled from a pile of broken scrap metal, and the dull screams of despair were still terrifying through the thick armor.

Seeing such an eye-catching scene as soon as they came up, the following mana knights could only bravely activate the blood demon and rush forward in fear.

"Melee combat type follow me to meet the enemy!"

With an angry roar, a giant mecha standing more than six meters tall fell from the sky. The giant sword as wide as a door panel roared with thunder under his swing. The blade wrapped with arcs and blood evil energy had not even reached the body, and the light

It was the escaped destructive power that crushed the masonry of the city wall into powder.

Seeing the giant sword that was cutting mountains and rocks being struck down on his head, Zhao Yinshun raised [Luohu] and swung it casually.

duang~

The slender [Rahu] looked like a toothpick under the enemy's giant sword, but the collision between the two produced consequences that violated common sense in physics.

The giant sword was broken from the middle like a toy, and the bone-chilling sound of metal twisting resounded throughout the sky. An irresistible and arrogant force came from the blade, making the six-meter-tall magic knight unable to hold the weapon with both hands.

The friction between the fingers and the sword hilt produced dazzling sparks, and the giant sword weighing more than a ton was instantly released from his hand, spinning and flying into the sky.

After losing his weapon, the magic knight's pupils shrank, he subconsciously twisted his waist and hips, and a huge metal fist hit the boy in white like a battering ram.

"Ha~"

The fist pressed against the strong wind to seal off the dodge space. Zhao Yinshun sneered and also clenched his fist and waved it forward casually.

Boom!

It was like two heavy trains colliding head-on. Centered on the point where the fists collided, the terrifying explosion shock wave exploded into a circle of spherical white mist visible to the naked eye, and then the transparent twisted air spread at several times the speed of sound.

It was like being run over by an invisible roller, the masonry cracked, and the flesh, flesh and bones turned into pulp.

The several magic knights who were charging with the captain only felt their heads hit the wall, and their heads were buzzing.

When they came to their senses, they saw that the tiny snow-white figure was motionless, while the six-meter-tall Magic Knight was flying backwards towards them like a discharged cannonball.

"team leader!"

Subconsciously trying to catch their comrades, several magic knights felt as if they were struck by lightning, and were shaken to the core by the overbearing power coming from their hands.

Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi ~

Four or five steel giants lunged and rubbed against the city wall. The combined weight of the hundreds of tons of war machines caused sparks and lightning all the way. Their feet plowed hundreds of meters on the masonry ground to offset the power of the white-clothed boy's casual punch.

"What kind of strange power does this riding horse have?"

Just now they saw Zhao Yinshun lowering a diamond star. Everyone thought he was some kind of magic turret. However, he was responsible for suppressing the blood evil of the entire army. How could he still have such great power?

"What is his rank?"

"Wufu!"

"He almost blew up the entire city defense formation with one move just now. Do you call this horse-riding martial artist?"

"Who else but a martial artist can crush a magic knight in close combat?"

"..."

"How can it be repaired! Is this Damin [Zhen Guo Gong]? What a monster!"

Seeing the young man in white holding a sword and flower, walking slowly towards him, cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of the most elite Fuso magic knights, as if they saw an irresistible ancient beast showing its ferocious fangs.

But at this moment, the young man in white suddenly stopped and looked towards the sky with something in his heart.

Above the city, a sea of ​​bloody demons rolled and squirmed all over the sky. Something seemed to be ignited at the core, and drastic changes suddenly occurred.

Under the [high-dimensional vision], the energy and spirit of nearly a hundred thousand troops roared in resonance, and the bright red blood evil particles transpired and collided. The entire sky burned like a sea of ​​fire, and a thick divine blood flame brewed in the center.

"Invasion is like fire..."

In a faint murmur, Zhao Yinshun narrowed his eyes and slowly lowered his head to look around him.
To be continued...