CHAPTER 1485: CHAPTER 1485: EMBRACE OF VENUS

"You’re pretty good."

Di Man looked at He Ao in front of him, then glanced down at the wound on his chest.

No blood flowed from his wound, only intense clusters of yellow light dissipated from it.

Strands of faint red light clung to the wound, like sharp thorns, constantly tearing at it, preventing it from healing naturally.

Seeing this, Di Man lightly raised his hand and brushed over his chest.

Where his hand passed, the torn wound seemed to be enveloped by some invisible force, slowly vanishing, and the dispersing yellow light ceased its flow, while the tearing red light seemed to lose its target, gradually dissolving under the light.

His aura also swiftly recovered with the disappearance of the wound.

As Di Man made his move, He Ao’s actions didn’t stop, holding the crystal sword, leaping out like a Grim Reaper unleashed in the night, slashing towards Di Man again.

This time, the invisible force above Di Man’s head fully converged, lowering his slender palm to block He Ao’s attack.

He Ao’s multiple attacks were all blocked by this palm.

But he seemed to feel no fatigue, relentlessly advancing, the sword light becoming faster and faster, and within an extremely short time, the entire palm was covered with fine sword marks.

"Madman."

Watching He Ao’s relentless actions, Di Man frowned slightly, coughing lightly.

He realized that the guy in front of him was forcibly anchored to the present world with some goal, avoiding being completely obscured by fate.

At this moment, his hand completely brushed over his chest, and the formerly hideous wound seemed to have disappeared as if it had never existed.

Only a trace of nothingness remained on his body, undetectable upon close inspection.

At this moment, his body and aura returned to their original state before the injury.

Clang—

But before he could make his next move, the crystal sword flashing with red light struck again, blocked once more by that invisible palm.

This time, the sword light pierced deeper, but still could not penetrate the invisible palm.

Puff—

But before Di Man could sigh in relief, a second burst of power erupted from the nearly halted sword light.

The glowing red crystal sword instantly pierced through the invisible palm and thrust toward his neck.

Even though Di Man reacted at the last moment, dodging backwards, the terrifying sword light still reached his throat, the sword tip embedding into his neck.

The power gathered by the invisible palm blocked the frenzied sword light, preventing it from advancing further.

Di Man’s body leaned back, gazing at the brilliant red light enveloping the crystal sword, looking at the yellow glow piercing the sword tip.

Fine cracks were gathering on the crystal sword.

This sword gathered a large amount of War God’s power; if it really pierced into his body entirely, this War God power would quickly tear through his body, which would be troublesome for him to handle.

"Cough—"

Di Man covered his mouth, coughing violently, while simultaneously extending his other hand to brush over his throat, concealing the small wound that had just been pierced on his neck.

As the invisible force brushed over, the wound vanished instantly, and the red light attached to it lost its target and scattered around.

"This madman." Di Man gazed at the figure still frantically swinging the sword, trying to break through the invisible palm again, taking a deep breath.

It seemed that part of the opponent’s power came from the War God.

War and slaughter themselves were the War God’s Authority; if there were any power most capable of toppling a Higher Being in battle, it was undoubtedly the War God’s power.

After choosing some special killing obsession, the opponent became even more aligned with the War God’s power, and considering he seemed to be a top-tier warrior himself, his power had advanced further.

Moreover, the enhancement disregarded any cost.

Di Man had no doubt; if the opponent had a chance to take him down with him, he would choose it without hesitation.

"Initially, your identity was useful," Di Man looked at He Ao, raising his hand lightly, "But it’s just a hassle to create a new identity again."

He glanced at He Ao, who had already slashed several more scars on that slender palm, retreating slightly.

Then he continued, "In that case, let’s completely conceal you."

As he spoke, the slender invisible palm trembled slightly, a certain twisted ripple seemed to rise at the world’s foundation, sweeping across everything around.

Then, deep within the void, an invisible tremor seemed to resound.

The slender palm blocking He Ao trembled abruptly and slowly vanished.

In the midst of launching a fierce attack, He Ao’s strike missed, and he instinctively withdrew his hand, losing his strength and pitching forward, falling in the air.

And behind the invisible palm, Di Man gazed at the disappearing hand with a gentle sigh.

Above his head, the scattered invisible force seemed to become increasingly restless.

But almost instantly, the invisible palm gathered before Di Man once again.

Di Man lowered his head, looking at He Ao in the air ahead.

This time, after falling, He Ao didn’t rise immediately but was slightly lost in thought.

In that dim, silent void, a certain crisp sound seemed to echo, like the sound of strings breaking.

——

Ains·South City

With a whip kick sweeping away the figure in front of her, the brown-gold-haired woman stood before the door, surrounded by arriving Guards, gazing at the figure she had kicked out.

"I told you," she spoke slowly, "You can’t go in."

As her words fell, she trembled slightly, as though something important was fading from her mind.

She turned back, looking at the hospital room behind her, through the narrow doorway, watching the gradually dimming floating gem.

She seemed to have forgotten something.

She stood here to protect an important person.

But who was that person?

It was Paxiu!

A flash of insight crossed her mind.

But Paxiu, who was that?!

Her mind shook, striving to grasp the name.

Yet she only felt her memory, her awareness, changing rapidly.

But instinct told her she couldn’t let go.

——

Dawn City·FBI Building

Smith held the phone, looking at the towering buildings shimmering outside the window, speaking slowly, "Ah, Mr. Christos, I’m here. You were asking me about my thoughts on the President’s assassination case?"

He slowly spoke, "To be honest, I think the case is probably more complicated than it seems on the surface. Many things now publicly disclosed may not be the whole truth.

"For instance, the one who escaped from the assassination scene, the wanted... that person,"

He paused slightly, "Oh, sorry, did I mix up the information? Did someone escape from the assassination scene?"

——

Denno City

"Why is there still a wanted poster here," a young man wearing an FBI uniform raised his hand and tapped the advertisement board in front of him.

The board vaguely depicted a person’s portrait, labeled below, ’Suspected of President’s Assassination...’

"These wanted notices should all be removed, at least they shouldn’t exist in Denno City," the young man picked up his bracelet, looked at the phone number of the advertising company on the billboard, and slowly pressed the digits, preparing to dial.

It was then that he raised his head and looked at the flickering blurry image on the billboard screen in his field of view, "Right, who is on this wanted notice again?"

——

Inverted City

"Do you know what true death is?" Di Man gazed at the figure struggling to get up from the ground in front of him and sighed slowly, "It’s oblivion."

Boom——

With his sigh, a violent noise erupted beneath his feet.

A massive crack tore out from the depths of the city, ripping open the streets, tearing through the buildings.

"Forgotten by the living, forgotten by the dead," Di Man stood upright, gently clapping his hands, "Forgotten by the animate, forgotten by the inanimate, and finally, by the entire universe."

Boom boom boom——

Explosive sounds echoed from near and far within the city as magnificent skyscrapers crumbled within the gigantic cracks like dragons and snakes dancing.

"I actually didn’t want to do this," Di Man looked at He Ao, who was now fully standing, "After all, you were the reason I had prepared in the first place. If you are completely concealed, I have no way of reversing you from that state,"

"For now, I can still give you a chance to revoke your power," he gazed at He Ao, who held the crystal sword with a gleam in his eye, and shook his head, "Oh well, I did give you a chance after all, and since that’s the case, I’ll have to spend a bit more time finding a new ’reason’."

As he spoke, He Ao not far away simply slowly raised his head.

He Ao could feel some sort of dense lines breaking on his body, a powerful force exerting on him, gradually covering the traces of his existence.

However, the speed of this force wasn’t that fast; there were still some lines firmly fixed on his body.

Meanwhile, he could feel other lines connected to his soul, tightly pulling him.

Preventing him from completely disappearing from this world.

He lowered his head and glanced at his skin, which had become somewhat transparent.

Perhaps he should think about how to solve this issue.

But he didn’t want to think right now.

The crystal sword, shimmering with red light, was suddenly gripped tightly.

Di Man, who was sighing nearby, hadn’t reacted yet when a fierce red light appeared on his body.

"Again?!" He widened his eyes and quickly pulled his body back.

This time, the invisible slender palm was already prepared, blocking that red sword light.

And this time, the red light seemed to anticipate the invisible hand’s appearance; it flickered briefly in the void, instantly bypassing the hand and charging directly at Di Man.

What movement technique is this?

Di Man involuntarily widened his eyes and gazed at He Ao appearing in front of him.

Why hasn’t this guy been completely concealed?

But he had no time to ponder anymore; the red glow had once again reached in front of him.

At this moment, the invisible slender palm was also suddenly pulled back to stand in front of Di Man.

Blocking the red glow, but in that instant, the second surge of power erupted, piercing through the palm, and simultaneously through Di Man’s abdomen.

"Ah!!"

At that instant, the invisible hand slapped out abruptly, sending He Ao’s entire body flying, crashing into the ground, creating a deep crater several hundred meters in diameter, causing a large number of high-rise buildings to collapse in the impact, turning into splintered debris.

"Mad dog."

Di Man took a deep breath, placing his hand on his abdomen.

The invisible power once again covered the wound on his abdomen; this time, the red glow that had spread into his abdomen struggled violently before slowly dissipating.

He raised his head and gazed at the invisible slender palm standing before him.

At this moment, that hand seemed to have lost its original shape.

Densely packed thorns were emerging along the edges of the hand contours.

Boom boom boom——

Explosive sounds were resounding between heaven and earth, the sounds of the earth cracking and buildings collapsing.

This was the sound of the city collapsing.

And at that instant, a streak of red light surged out from beneath Di Man, carrying a dazzling red glow, slashing toward Di Man.

Di Man looked at the figure, now much more ethereal, and without hesitation, instantly distanced himself.

Numerous invisible hands suddenly stretched out from the void, blocking his front, hindering the red glow’s advance.

Yet even so, the red glow still charged toward him at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Why can this guy still move?

Di Man gazed at the rapidly approaching red glow and slowly raised his hand.

Some kind of invisible ripple quickly swept across the world’s foundation.

And at that instant, the rapidly advancing red glow’s momentum slowed.

The lines connecting to him were breaking at a speed several times faster than before, even causing the tightly bound lines on him to loosen.

His body was also becoming transparent at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The surrounding rumbling sounds seemed to grow louder too; the city was collapsing much faster than before.

"Goodbye, little guy."

Seeing this, Di Man finally let out a sigh of relief.

He slightly opened his hand, and countless invisible hands kept surging out, blocking He Ao’s progress.

The speed of the red glow’s advance finally slowed down.

Di Man withdrew his gaze and looked at the floating slender hand before him.

That hand had lost its original shape, its entire hand filled with turbulent energy; densely packed sharp thorns covered the hand, as if it would collapse in the next moment.

Di Man sighed lightly and turned to look at his side.

That brilliant red light finally reached his face, and that familiar visage also appeared in his field of view.

The crystalline sword, already covered with cracks, had reached his forehead but could not advance any further.

Densely packed hands gripped the figure holding the crystal sword; they overlapped like intertwined order, holding the gradually transparent body firmly in place.

Thunderous sounds resonated between heaven and earth, the sound of the sky and the earth jointly collapsing.

The city suspended in the firmament was getting closer and closer.

"It’s over." Di Man gazed at the figure before him, speaking calmly and slowly.

"It’s a pity you’ve already lost your reason." He shook his head, raising his gaze to look beside him.

The place where the invisible slender hand had gathered was now empty, with only the agitated power high above his head.

"What?!"

Pale yellow light slowly seeped from his body, covering him.

Like slender arms, they embraced Di Man.

This radiance was so gentle and beautiful, as if embodying all the beauty in the world.

Yet this exquisite glow was like a sharp spatula, bit by bit shaving off the strangeness and wonder from Di Man’s flesh and soul.