Super God: One Punch and You’re Dead – Chapter 232

The Power of Faith rose steadily, gathering above the entire barren land.

This land that had lost its faith was once again ignited with life.

"May I offer my heart to our god."

"May I offer my heart to our god."

"May I offer my heart to our god."

Every warrior in the army gazed at the god before them.

However.

Amid the distant ruins, a fierce figure burst free from the rubble burying him.

His entire body was covered in blood, with stark white bones piercing through his flesh.

Ato was in a wretched state.

He fled frantically, desperately racing across the barren land.

Only when his body was completely exhausted did he stop, gasping for breath, his chest burning as if on fire.

Damn Lin Yan. Sooner or later, he would tear him to pieces.

Suddenly.

A mocking voice rang out. "I intended to have you deliver a message, but you harbored ill intent. This loyal hound of yours is nothing but a rabid dog."

Ato looked around.

Suddenly.

His vision fell into darkness—a darkness deeper and blacker than hell itself.

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Ato’s vision fell into darkness—a darkness deeper and blacker than hell itself.

Lin Yan’s eyes were utterly calm, without a ripple.

"Faintly revealed turbid crest; arrogant, unruly talent surges forth in denial, numbing the instant and obstructing slumber.

Crawling iron princess, self-mutilating clay doll, unite, rebound, and extend to the earth. Know your own powerlessness!"

The entire space trembled as black light descended from above.

As the chant continued.

The black fragments gradually formed a magnificent, pitch-black wall.

The Black Coffin completely sealed away the evil Ato.

"Destruction Way #90—Black Coffin!"

Every warrior of the Holy Ailan Empire stared in stunned silence at the enormous black coffin, like a divine sword spanning heaven and earth.

"What is that?"

"It must be divine punishment!"

"…"

Countless warriors worshipped.

Countless souls were redeemed.

Taishinaifu, the former overlord of the northern barbarian lands, prostrated himself devoutly and kowtowed three times to Lin Yan.

Salayang, the empire’s foremost knight, also knelt on the ground in devotion.

Enixid gazed up at her mentor with reverent admiration.

A killing aura filled the air.

Silent as snow.

Destruction Way #90 was a high-level Kidō. Compared to ordinary Kidō, the power of Destruction Way #90 was incredibly immense.

Black swords plunged into the Black Coffin like a torrential storm.

Then came a bone-chilling scream that pierced straight through the heart—the sound Ato made when the pain had driven him beyond control.

Like an evil ghost.

It was a cry of agony from a soul being torn apart.

In but an instant.

The screams gradually faded and vanished.

The Black Coffin, standing dozens of meters tall between heaven and earth, completely shattered. In an instant, a bloody mist spread out, and the stench of blood filled the entire space.

A figure plummeted straight down.

That burly body was covered in wounds.

Its flesh was so mangled that it was impossible to recognize.

Ato was like a torn rag, casually discarded on the ground.

His life signs had not vanished, but he was exceedingly weak.

Destroying a person did not mean destroying their physical body.

It meant destroying their soul.

In Ato’s hazy vision, he saw a pitch-black earth, sky and ground blending into one.

And between heaven and earth stood a god.

He looked down.

Death gradually drew near.