"It looks like today will be a fight to the death!"
Alan Folker furrowed his brows. Although he was now very powerful, the adversary he was facing was unpredictable!
His divine body was not perfect, and he had not yet fully unleashed its power. Winning would therefore be difficult, even perilous.
"You are a strong man, and you deserve that I use my final trump card, or else you will die here."
Lawrence glanced at Alan Folker, who was himself shocked, and a flicker of fear crossed his gaze.
His strength was at the peak of the early God King stage, just one step away from the intermediate level.
This step, however, represented a qualitative leap.
If he were at his peak, he would fear no one and would be capable of fighting even against a high-level Corolla.
Unfortunately, he was currently not strong enough to face an intermediate-level Corolla, and could even be killed instantly by the opponent. He therefore had to use his most powerful asset.
"The final trump card?" Alan Folker frowned. He sensed that Lawrence, before him, was about to deploy a fearsome ability.
"You are at the peak of the early God King stage, but I am not afraid. If you can use this card, then your strength should reach the intermediate God King stage," Alan Folker said slowly.
His words caught Lawrence's attention. Lawrence took a deep breath, and the magical power within his body awakened once more.
The next second, a massive skeletal shadow appeared behind him. The shadow exuded a deep resentment and appeared extremely hideous.
"The soul of a God King at the peak of the advanced stage!" Alan Folker's eyes narrowed. This man had sealed his own soul. No wonder he possessed the strength of a peak advanced-stage God King.
"Die!"
Lawrence roared and transformed into a meteor, charging towards Alan Folker. He swung his fists, causing a violent gust of wind that cut the surrounding trees in half and even swept away large swathes of leaves.
"Go!" Alan Folker clenched his fists, and two enormous wheels of golden light appeared between his palms before shooting forward.
Boom!
Enormous light waves collided between the two men, forming a massive energy vortex that distorted the surrounding space.
Pfft!
Lawrence spat out a mouthful of blood and fell backward.
Thud!
His body hit the ground, cracking the solid surface, but he still managed to keep his balance.
Alan Folker stomped on his chest with his foot, which contained infinite power, directly crushing his sternum and breaking his ribs.
Argh!
Lawrence couldn't help but roar in anger, and the magical elements within his body surged wildly, trying to resist Alan Folker's power.
However, the more he resisted, the fiercer Alan Folker's power became, and the heart in his chest seemed ready to burst at any moment.
Boom!
Crack!
Finally, Lawrence could no longer withstand Alan Folker's suppression and spat out another mouthful of blood. His torso was flattened by Alan Folker's force, his ribs were crushed, and his internal organs were severely injured.
Snap!
To finish it, Alan Folker struck Lawrence violently, definitively shattering his chest and causing his heart to explode.
"You are the second human to shatter my heart. You have reason to be proud." A smile appeared on Lawrence's face, and his body began to slowly collapse.
It was the sign that his vitality had been exhausted.
"Death tastes good, doesn't it?" Alan Folker curled his lips into a sneer. "But I can't bring myself to let you die like this. I want to purify your soul and make you my absolute slave. You will suffer torture eternally, until your death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his right hand. An enormous magical barrier appeared before him, directly enveloping Lawrence's soul.
"No, I don't want to be your slave. I am not a god yet and I never will be!" Lawrence's soul roared, trying to break the barrier and escape Alan Folker's control.
Alan Folker sketched a devilish smile. "You want to escape? It's not that easy. Sooner or later, I will devour your soul. You can no longer use your strength now. I can easily kill you. Submit to me obediently, and perhaps I will consider letting you go."
"Don't even think about it!" Lawrence roared angrily, and his body exploded once more.
But this time, the explosion was contained by the magical barrier.
After Lawrence's body shattered, dust fell and turned to ashes.
It was his last remaining spark of consciousness!
"That was your last chance!" Alan Folker watched his body disappear indifferently, then slowly closed his eyes to enter a state of cultivation.
He knew the relationship between him and Lawrence was irreconcilable.
As the proverb says, there is always a mountain higher than the other.
He was now just a small hill. Before the summit, he was but a grain of sand, as insignificant as dust.
Boom boom boom...!
Lawrence's body transformed into a black smoke, but it did not disappear. Instead, it directly invaded Alan Folker's body.
"What's happening?" Alan Folker was astonished.
But before he could react, he was instantly overwhelmed by an explosion of demonic energy.
"No! How is this possible!" Alan Folker's body darkened, and he felt a tearing pain.
"Ah! I won't give up!" Alan Folker screamed, struggling with all his might, but in vain.
"NO!" His scream echoed as his body was instantly torn to pieces, transforming into an endless rain of blood that spread in all directions.
At that moment, a black shadow appeared in his mind.
"Alan Folker, you are truly very strong. Even I was no match for you. However, your soul is mine, you can no longer escape!" Lawrence's voice echoed in Alan Folker's wavering consciousness.
Horror overwhelmed Alan Folker. Had his soul been destroyed?
His consciousness became blurred, as if he was being pulled into another world.
Open your eyes... and you might still see the light.