Stronger with More Jobs-Chapter 400 - 219: Slaying the True God

"Roar---!!!"

The dragon’s roar shakes the universe, overpowering the howl of the storm!

Where the Dragon Form Sword Aura passes!

The ground is plowed into bottomless lava trenches.

The airborne charges are wildly drawn in, transforming into countless small thunder snakes merging into the dragon’s body.

With the supreme will to burn everything and judge the heavens and earth!

It fiercely crashes into the bone-eroding storm of destruction!

Target!

Right at the storm’s edge, that gray stream of light on the verge of being swallowed by the gray-white wind pillar.

Erosion!

"No---!!!"

Erosion feels the terrifying aura of destruction behind him and lets out a cry of despair!

He frantically channels spatial power in an attempt to construct layer upon layer of space barriers before him!

At the same time, he desperately drills deeper into the storm’s center!

Rumble---!!!

The Dark Gold Thunderfire Dragon Form crashes fiercely into the gray-white storm that connects heaven and earth!

Time seems to stretch at this moment.

The core of the Dragon Form Sword Aura, burning with tribulation fire and thunder, filled with the will of destruction, clashes with the furious natural forces within the storm, enough to erode bones and destroy souls, wildly colliding and crushing!

A blinding light instantaneously devours everything!

Centering at the collision point!

A huge hole with a diameter of a hundred meters is forcibly blown out from the "trunk" of the gray-white storm!

Countless thick gray-white wind pillars are instantly torn apart, evaporated.

The turbulent energy streams, like uncontrolled flood peaks, sweep madly in all directions!

Stirring the bone powder on the wasteland into giant waves tens of meters high!

The storm emits a deafening wail.

Like a primordial giant beast severely wounded.

A few moments later.

The blinding light slowly dissipates.

At the edges of the blown-out giant hole, the storm still spins madly, trying to heal the wound.

But at the hole’s center, only chaotic uncontrolled energy streams roar.

That gray stream of light...

The space of the area where Erosion was located...

Has completely disappeared!

Completely annihilated into the most primitive void by the destructive collision!

[Congratulations on killing "Dark Erosion·Reincarnation Body," obtaining part of the space origin.]

[Detected material for profession advancement, would you like to choose profession advancement?]

A line of cold prompts silently appears on the map.

Fang Qingyu, supporting himself with the Dragon Sparrow, kneels on one knee on the scorching bone powder ground, gasping heavily.

The dragon transformation state has long faded, the dragon scales covering his whole body have disappeared, and the dragon horn atop his head is gone.

His bare bronze torso is covered with intersecting, deep wounds visible down to the bone!

The edges of the wounds, the remaining dark spatial energy writhes like a living being, hindering the self-repair of the dragon blood.

Dark golden blood continuously drips, burning small pits into the gray-white bone powder.

Fang Qingyu raises his head, eyes like melted gold, looking through the wild energy streams and the gradually healing storm hole at that void.

Confirming that the twisted existence has completely disappeared.

Only then does he slowly exhale a breath filled with the taste of blood.

Then he turns around with difficulty.

His gaze falls toward the rear.

Jiang Wei’s tiny figure has somehow already returned to the ground, regaining that harmless demeanor.

She’s calmly walking over to him.

As if the entity that wielded the power of burning world destruction and heavily injured the divine reincarnation wasn’t her at all.

Fang Qingyu watches Jiang Wei come to stand in front of him, her small face tilted upward, clear big eyes looking at him.

His gaze briefly lingers on her intact goose yellow dress.

He also senses the aura of hers, although reserved, is even more profound and vast than before...

Fang Qingyu’s mouth twitches minutely.

Resisting the intense pain of his wounds, he asks:

"You..."

"Have you already advanced to Tier Two?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wei tilts her small head slightly, her clear big eyes seemingly flashing with a hint of... confusion?

As if Fang Qingyu asked an incredibly foolish question.

Her small mouth slightly open, holding a lollipop, her voice soft and calm, naturally countering:

"This..."

"Is it strange?"

Fang Qingyu: "..."

He looks at the innocent seven or eight-year-old girl in a little yellow dress before him.

A seven or eight-year-old... Tier Two??

Isn’t that strange?!

Fang Qingyu’s mouth twitches fiercely.

But then, as if he remembers something, he looks at Jiang Wei’s clear eyes...

Then thinks about his own Dragon Fist Grandmaster, Dragon Blood Transformation.

Fang Qingyu falls silent.

Alright...

Perhaps he is somewhat strange too.

However, if everyone is somewhat strange, then... it’s fine.