Quick Wear High Martial Arts: The system wants me to be a dog

Chapter 1598

The oracle in his hand completely dimmed, became cracked, and fell like waste paper.

"lowly…"

His lips moved as if he wanted to say something.

But in the end, only two vague syllables came out.

boom.

A purple-black arc of destruction suddenly erupted from the hole in his chest and instantly swept across his entire body.

This high and mighty demigod leader, the commander of the siege by all the races in the star realm, along with his broken soul.

Amidst countless horrified gazes, he was completely swallowed up by the violent chaos thunder.

then,

break down,

Annihilation.

Not even a speck of dust was left.

The oracle fell to the ground, its light lost, and cracks appeared.

The battlefield was dead silent.

All the shouts and roars of energy seemed to be paused at this moment.

The strong men of all races in the star realm, whether they are the ancestor of the Stone Clan, the surviving king, or the dark armies of various races.

At this moment, everyone seemed to be under a spell, standing still.

All the powerful members of the Star Clan had expressions of extreme shock and confusion on their faces.

The leader of the demigods...holding the oracle, representing the will of the demigods...

Being... nailed to death in the void?

Even the oracle is...broken?

This thought was like the most terrifying plague, instantly sweeping through the soul of every creature in the star realm, making them feel a cold shudder from the depths of their souls.

"The leader... has fallen?"

"The oracle... is broken?"

"How is it possible... Lord God's Messenger..."

The demigod warriors were the first to react, letting out howls of despair.

The pillar of their faith was destroyed before their eyes by a lower-world human.

Destroyed in the most brutal and humiliating way possible?

What the hell is going on?

The golden battle formation was thrown into chaos in an instant. The backlash from the collapse of faith caused many warriors to hold their heads in pain.

"Run! Run away!"

"What are you still standing there for? The gods have all died in battle. Is there any need for us to stay?"

I don't know who was the first to let out a shrill and distorted scream, which seemed to have lit the fuse of defeat.

Fear, immense fear,

Like a flood bursting through a dam, it instantly destroyed the last bit of fighting spirit of the Star Realm Army.

Even the demigod leader who held the oracle was dead.

Who else can stop the Earth Star Killer God, who is covered in blood and looks like a Chaos Demon?

Wow,

The huge interstellar coalition collapsed in an instant!

Countless soldiers, generals, and even some surviving royal strongmen no longer cared about the siege orders or the glory of their race.

Like a headless fly, they fled madly in all directions.

The scene instantly fell into extreme chaos, with people trampling on each other and screams from the collision of energy being heard continuously.

"No! We can't run away! Kill him! This is one last desperate fight, otherwise do you really think we can escape?"

The ancestor of the Stone Clan roared unwillingly, trying to stabilize the situation.

But the situation was hopeless. How could he, alone, stop the torrent of fear?

Even the few remaining Stone Clan warriors around him were filled with hesitation.

In the center of the battlefield, Ning Feng's condition had become extremely bad.

Throwing that destructive spear almost exhausted his last bit of strength.

The cracks in the holy body were all over like spider webs, and the purple blood kept flowing like a stream, condensing into pieces of burning golden blood mist in the void.

He knelt on one knee in the broken void, supporting himself with one hand, gasping heavily.

Every breath affected the wounds all over the body, bringing heart-wrenching pain.

The chaotic shadows of gods and demons on the surface of his body had long since dissipated, and his aura had fallen to the bottom.

But he raised his head, and his eyes, burning with the flames of chaos, were coldly locked on the chaotic battlefield.

The most conspicuous figures that exuded a powerful king-level aura were... an ancestor of the Stone Clan, the only remaining Wind and Thunder King, and two other powerful royals.

"escape?"

Ning Feng's voice was hoarse like sandpaper, yet it carried a chill that could freeze one's bones. "Kings of the Star Realm... I've said before, you... are merely stepping stones on my journey home."