The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter​​​​​​​ 575 The final confrontation.

"Take Auranys as your wife?" The god of war echoed, the statement cutting through his astonishment at being overpowered in a test of might by Qingyi.

What in blazes was that insolent kid rambling on about? A mere human, claiming a divine beauty as his spouse?

"Who do you think you are, you presumptuous fool!" The god of war snarled, gripping his axe once more.

"I? I'm the guy who's going to slaughter you and then claim the goddess you lust after" Qingyi grinned widely, a smile that filled the god of war's heart with seething rage.

Saying nothing further, he seized his axe and disappeared from sight.

Qingyi mirrored the action with his heaven-defying thunder sword.

Their speeds surpassed what any mortal eyes could track, mere blurs slicing through the atmosphere, clashing repeatedly.

"You're quick!" Qingyi grinned, colliding with the god of war yet again, both compelled to stagger back over twenty paces before charging forward anew.

Shockwaves from their earlier clashes lingered in the air around them, countless pits forming across the city, whole districts turned into rubble.

Once they halted to confront one another, blood soaked them both fully, each minor error transforming into a severe gash.

'This is getting irritating...!' Qingyi retreated a bit, dousing a red blaze scorching his lengthy dark robes.

Those fires ranked just below the inferno of original chaos, and even more troubling, they appeared to hinder the restorative power of the seed of life.

With a quiet huff, he fixed a chilly gaze on the god of war.

No trace of reckless fury remained on the foe's savage visage. His bared muscles pulsed with might, yet they also showed a measure of restraint.

"I've commanded forces so vast that your human brain couldn't even fathom their scale." The god of war murmured, ascending toward the heavens.

For the initial time in this realm, he displayed more than twisted desire and fury.

His tone held authority, along with a sense of honor.

"The heavenly father personally placed all his legions under my rule when that cursed golden fiend emerged from hell's abyss, a beast with horns resembling yours!"

Qingyi showed no response.

He was aware that a golden dragon had shattered the era of the old deities and shaped both the celestial realms and the ancient principles.

"Yet this round, I won't fall." The god of war proclaimed haughtily, lifting one finger.

Abruptly, the sun overhead quivered. Myriad tiny, searing golden strands materialized, gathering at the end of his digit.

'That's... he's drawing in the sun's power!' Qingyi shifted back one step and, for the first instance in this fight, sensed genuine peril.

The sphere of golden fire, resembling a tiny star, had scarcely grown to basketball proportions, yet it already wielded dread force sufficient to chill Qingyi's veins.

"Excellent..." Fear evaded him. Rather, excitement stirred within.

Dark scales covered his form as he smirked eagerly.

This marked his final confrontation in the immortal skies, the ultimate foe to vanquish prior to his ultimate rise.

It wouldn't prove overly simple, would it?

A draconic bellow echoed behind him, its razor-sharp black talons raking the earth under his stance.

"I ponder..." Qingyi regarded his bloodline manifestation, now solidified at his side. "Whether I might wield you for offense."

Following brief uncertainty, and noting the golden blaze expand beyond five meters wide, Qingyi channeled his draconic Qi.

Not to his sight, nor his sinews, nor his thoughts. He directed it all to the bloodline manifestation, whose maw parted to expose infinite jagged fangs.

"I am the god of war, the god of ruin! The god of arrogance! Today, you infernal bastard, I'll slay you, spill your innards, and compel that vile slut to devour my shaft until her gullet rips!"

As the god of war's words concluded, he hurled the golden fire sphere at Qingyi.

The striking youth offered no verbal retort, merely extending a hand toward his rival.

From the bloodline manifestation's throat depths, a torrent of violet flames erupted like a lethal beam, smashing into the golden sphere.

The blast's brilliance was intense enough to banish all shadows and dazzle any creature, be it beast, human, or divine, across a span exceeding

a hundred kilometers.

Qingyi didn't remain idle.

He thrust the Heaven-Defying Thunder Sword forward, swiftly engulfed by the violet inferno from the dragon at his rear.

The mere proximity to the golden sphere scorched his frame, the immense strain crushing his breath.

With every blast of air, ebony scales peeled from his skin and his tissue shredded.

The god of war, scarcely faring better, bellowed with unprecedented wrath.

He neared victory... so very near...

Why must that wretched youth intervene?

Why obstruct him in such manner?

A spark of joy flickered across the god of war's features upon witnessing Qingyi's form consumed by his assault.

Yet this joy faded swiftly.

Bursting from the golden sphere, Qingyi appeared, his blade piercing the god of war's torso.

"Perish." A lone word rang out, icy and composed.

The instant after, the god of war was hurled backward and swallowed by violet flames.

As tranquility resumed, no structure endured across the vast expanse of the city spanning hundreds of kilometers.

The sole survivor stood the golden palace.

The airborne isle teetered on the brink of ruin, and in the distance, Qingyi spotted a form plummeting earthward.

The once-handsome youth lay ruined, his attire pulverized to nothing, his exposure shielded merely by shreds of his ripped trousers.

The grounded figure quivered and, briefly, appeared helpless, though that shifted rapidly.

Golden fires enveloped the god of war's physique as he gradually levitated, his injuries mending at speed.

[Damn... he intends to ignite his own godhood for one last strike!] Ruxue cried out within Qingyi's thoughts.

No sane deity ought to possess the audacity for such an act.

What madness gripped that fiend?

"Ah... my apologies." Qingyi uttered, swinging the Heaven-Defying Thunder Sword and unleashing the Heaven-Shattering Divine Slash straight at the adversary's throat.

"But I lack the patience for this nonsense."

A deposed god's head soared skyward, and the realm fell into hushed stillness.