Chapter 1188 Who am I? The answer depends on who you are
At this moment, Mo Cheng was experiencing the feeling of transforming into a giant of light after combining the [Astral Soul] with the Holy Light.
The way he exists now is very strange. Mo Cheng's physical body is preserved in the center of the chest of the Giant of Light, and what appears in the material world at this time is the combination of his soul and holy light.
It is precisely because of this that the ogres can clearly feel Mo Cheng's essence, and feel the domineering, extreme, and all-rejecting holy light.
And the boundless killing that is hidden the deepest but still vaguely felt by the ogres.
Although they did not feel it directly, the ogre's brain and body were frantically shouting and warning their master to stay away from this existence that was more evil than evil, crazier than craziness, and full of killing and sin.
Not only them, even the ground beneath their feet sensed the giant covered in light, which was in a sense more terrifying than the orc army.
When the Giant of Light appeared, the earth even let out a deafening roar to warn others.
That is not something that should exist in the world.
The moment he appeared in this posture, Mo Cheng felt the world's ubiquitous resistance. The world was resisting his posture, resisting something terrifying emanating from his soul.
Mo Cheng silently estimated that the appearance of this giant of light, or more precisely, the combination of the [Astral Soul] and the Holy Light, could only last for three minutes.
A very special number, especially when I look like this.
Then, Mo Cheng heard the name that the ogre uttered in fear.
“…The Demon of Light!!”
Mo Cheng admitted that if his past was dug up, it would not be a strange thing to be called a demon.
But when he heard this name, his body moved subconsciously.
His figure was like a ghost, with flexibility that did not match his huge body. Mo Cheng arrived in front of the ogre almost the moment he heard the sound wave vibration, grabbed the other's neck with one hand and lifted it up.
The hand that was pinching the ogre's neck condensed light, and instantly compressed the energy to the peak and then detonated. The explosion completely evaporated the ogre's head.
The dark blood in the body was like fuel, and after being touched by the holy light, it immediately ignited the holy flame. Evil and darkness became the best fuel for the holy flame. The headless ogre was like a flamethrower, and flames gushed out from his broken neck and rushed straight into the sky.
"I think it's a very insulting slander for you to say this."
Words do not need to vibrate the air with vocal cords, but are directly punched into the ogre's mind with thoughts like punching. In this form, simple vocalization cannot be compared with communication through thoughts.
"Defamation is a serious crime, and you who committed it deserve the death penalty."
The light condensed on the fist. This huge body had a speed that was completely inconsistent with its appearance. It was almost synchronized with Mo Cheng's thinking. The ogre couldn't even put up a decent resistance before it was turned into a torch by the scorching light.
Mo Cheng was slaughtering like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and he was constantly familiarizing himself with the power of this posture. He used this orc army as a whetstone for [Astral Soul], allowing him to familiarize himself with the power of the World Forger more quickly.
Matter, energy, time, and space, Mo Cheng can clearly perceive As long as he wants, he can interfere with them and make the earth and even the planets become plasticine that he can shape at will.
But Mo Cheng suppressed this impulse. He knew very well that the ability to shape planets and worlds at will was an ability only possessed by the complete version of the Ancient Titan, and he was more inclined to destruction than creation.
The only power this skill can exert in my hands is destructive power.
In just a few seconds, only three of the dozen ogres were left, and the others were turned into corpses due to a cause of death that was almost brutal.
Beheading, ripping out the heart, cutting in half, pulling out the spine, disemboweling...
Mo Cheng tested the speed and power of the [Astral Soul] in front of these ogres, but was unable to come up with an effective and accurate value because the difference between the two sides was too great . The only thing that could be felt was that the fully-armed ogres were extremely vulnerable in front of the [Astral Soul].
The magic equipment that could withstand bombing was as fragile as paper in front of it.
At the same time, perhaps it was because of the World Forger's pride in the technology of [Forging], but when tearing these demonized equipment apart, Mo Cheng could feel a sense of disdain coming from his heart.
It felt like a chef seeing a novice making fried rice with freshly cooked rice.
The reason he kept these three ogres was not for any other reason, but that he wanted to try out another ability.
Experiment with the ability of the Ancient Titan known as the World Forger.
He raised his right fist high, and then smashed it down like , but the target was not the enemy ogre, but the ground beneath his feet.
A punch hit the ground, and the earth let out a cry of pain, and then the terrain began to change.
The ground sank, rocks turned into soil, soil turned into gravel, and at the same time a huge crack appeared in the ground, swallowing the three ogres in.
Under Mo Cheng's power, this crack goes straight to the earth's core.
Then the cracks slowly merged, and under the increasing weight, the three ogres turned directly into a mixture of flesh, blood and rock.
The black blood that flowed out of them was also dispersed and purified by the power emanating from the center of the earth.
Human weapons may not be able to deal with trolls, but trolls are simply no match for the power of the entire earth.
The ground suddenly sank, and then high mountains rose up. With this punch, Mo Cheng did not cause an earthquake, nor did he break the continental shelf.
But he permanently changed the local appearance. With himself as the center, the ground within a radius of 100 kilometers directly turned into an extremely huge sinkhole.
After this punch, the giant shrouded in light slowly turned into a point of light and disappeared. Mo Cheng stood on the edge of the sinkhole and looked at the landform he had created.
At this time, Pallas also came back from a distance and stood beside Mo Cheng, looking at the tiankeng. "There is no external force pressing on it. It's as if Gaia obeyed your command and spontaneously let the earth sink deeper."
Pallas turned to look at Mo Cheng, with doubts in her eyes that could no longer be concealed, "I'm very curious now, who are you?"
"Zeus? Jupiter? Odin? Or the Lord of Hosts?"
Mo Cheng displayed so many abilities that with Pallas's knowledge, she could find corresponding abilities in almost every god king. Even the sinkhole in front of her gave her a feeling that Uranus ordered Gaia to change the landform.
Mo Cheng shrugged and did not answer the question directly. "Maybe the answer to who I am depends on who you are. Maybe I am just the opposite of you."
