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Chapter 1061 Li Chengfeng: It seems you are no longer a Xel'Naga, but a human.

Although Li Chengfeng might criticize Xel'Naga's appearance, the power contained within him was undeniable.

Samir Duran, as a lesser Xel'Naga, was already incredibly powerful, and with the added blessing of the Dark God Amon…

Ordinary Primarchs are no match for this bastard.

It is estimated that only a Primarch who has fully comprehended and accepted the nature of his own warp could possibly fight him to a draw.

Fortunately, standing in front of him was...

He is Li Chengfeng's clone.

While he couldn't simply drag Amon out of Kalari and mash him into takoyaki, beating up a minor Xel'Naga was a piece of cake.

Li Chengfeng looked at the other party's red and black body, which was constantly glowing with a red light that represented its corruption... and then clenched his fist.

Prince Valerian was dumbfounded.

He had mentally prepared himself for the other person to be a shapeshifter...

But who knows, Dr. Narud's true form doesn't even have a human shape!

"Oh my god! That scared me to death!"

Valerian shouted as he ran toward the door.

Although he was not a coward, he sought to die a worthy death, rather than dying needlessly in the aftermath of the battle between the two monsters.

Li Chengfeng did not stop him.

On the contrary, she greatly admired Valerian's style.

She didn't even need to waste her breath shouting another word.

If this were the heroes from the main universe, they would definitely shout about bonds and friendship and charge alongside Li Chengfeng.

Although it's very loyal...

But he has some intellectual disabilities.

“Alright, the troublesome man is gone…” Li Chengfeng looked up at Samir Duran, “So next… you should be prepared to get beaten up.”

Samir Duran may have paid some attention to Li Chengfeng, but not much.

After all, she was just a Protoss... a creation of the Xel'Naga.

As a creation, its own power cannot surpass that of the Creator...

Even if he were just a lesser Xel'Naga, it would be the same.

But after the fight, he realized he was wrong.

And the mistake was very serious.

This is hardly a Protoss!

This is simply another Xel'Naga disguised as a Protoss!

When that terrifying force struck him, he thought of Eamon for the first time.

But he couldn't sense any power belonging to the Xel'Naga...

In other words, the opponent really is just a Protoss!

The battle was largely one-sided.

The combat power was not much different from what Li Chengfeng had estimated; a secondary Xel'Naga could only be whipped by its own spinning top.

Even if the other party has some mixed characteristics, they still cannot pose any threat to her.

After the final psionic storm forced out one of Samir Duran's eerily glowing red eyes, the lesser Xel'Naga was completely finished.

It wasn't that he lacked the strength to fight to the death... but rather that he already knew that his so-called desperate struggle would be a complete waste of effort.

The instant Li Chengfeng slapped her, her consciousness was suddenly pulled into Kara, into the mental link formed by countless star spirits.

Li Chengfeng was not surprised at all.

Although Samir Duran is a lesser Xel'Naga, he is still Amon's only fellow servant, so he should at least lend a hand.

then……

The dark voice that had been subtly influencing the Protoss emanated from the depths of Khala, revealing its true form for the first time.

"Protoss... do you have no humility or subservience whatsoever before your creator?"

"Unfortunately, while other Protoss often talk about being the 'firstborn son of God,' for me, the truth is that a strong fist and a powerful spirit are what matter." Li Chengfeng casually raised his middle finger at the Dark God Amon before him (although Protoss have four fingers, the thumb is on the side, and the other three fingers are side by side, so raising the middle finger is perfectly acceptable). "And so what if he's the creator? Didn't I still beat him to his knees? Believe me, I'll find four tentacle-loving freaks from across the entire sector right now to give Samir Duran the ultimate insult!"

Perhaps Amon, as a Xel'Naga, as a real god, had never heard such vulgar language before...

And it was said by a Protoss...

I was a little confused.

But no matter how bewildered they were, they couldn't hide the wrath of the Creator.

Li Chengfeng instantly felt a surge of dark and negative thoughts flooding into his mind.

Without a doubt, this is the Dark God Amon attempting to directly control Li Chengfeng through Kara.

...Just like the Protoss who first restored Aiur in the original work.

but……

“How boring.” Li Chengfeng raised his head, his cold gaze fixed on Amon, the God of Darkness, within the Khala. “Although you are indeed a god of this world, your authority and abilities are truly mismatched… Tsk, that’s true. Originally, the entire Xel’Naga race shared authority, but now you alone possess it…”

Although Li Chengfeng's clone did not carry much power...

But Li Chengfeng will always be Li Chengfeng.

Although the power has been greatly reduced, the mechanism remains unchanged.

"Next time we meet, you'd better come up with something new for me..."

"Otherwise, it wouldn't be fun."

Li Chengfeng chuckled softly...

Then, using psionic energy to create a blade, he severed the nerve bundle at the back of the head.

Although it brought immense pain, it only caused Li Chengfeng to slightly furrow his brow.

In an instant, her gaze returned from Kara to reality.

Li Chengfeng didn't even glance at the nerve bundle lying on the ground before walking up to Samir Duran.

"No, this is impossible... How could you defy the will of the Creator..."

“Not only am I defying the Creator’s will, but I’m also going to give Amon a great gift.” Li Chengfeng squatted down, his graceful lines revealing a cruel beauty. “As for now… as a piece of trash, keeping this energy is useless to you, right?”

Li Chengfeng stretched out his hand, his spiritual energy flashing continuously.

Soon, the energy within Lesser Xel'Naga Samir Duran was forcibly stripped away under the psionic siphon.

As energy continued to drain away, the opponent's Xel'Naga body disintegrated...

Subsequently, a regression in the level of life actually occurred.

From the molten, muddy body of the Sarnaga, a black man in his thirties slowly rose up.

He stared at his hands in horror, then touched his body in disbelief...

"No...how could this happen?"

Li Chengfeng looked at Samir Duran, who was kneeling on the ground groaning, and turned to leave without hesitation.

"That is the truth... Dear Lieutenant Samir Durand."

"It seems you are no longer a Xel'Naga, but a true human."