Chapter 1075: The Slap That Destroys the World

Chapter 1075: The World-Shattering Slap

The air fell into a dead silence.

The King of Silver was stunned for a moment before finally speaking: "You..."

The moment the word "You" left his lips, a dark shadow hand instantly flashed before his eyes. As a demigod, the King of Silver reacted incredibly fast, instinctively attempting to steal space to evade the attack. But the next instant, a strange red light burst forth from his pupils!

Denial of Thievery.

The King of Silver's "Thievery" ability failed, and he stiffened on the spot, appearing from a distance as if he had frozen.

And so, under everyone's watchful eyes, a shadow hand slapped the King of Silver squarely in the face.

Bang—!!!

Space collapsed around the hand, and visible shockwaves rippled through the void. The King of Silver's face twisted and deformed, and everyone's vision blurred as a phantom image was directly smashed into the ground like a cannonball!

A deafening roar echoed through the sky, sending the members of the Twilight Society flying dozens of meters away. Only a few Eighth-Rank individuals remained steadily on their feet, while churning dust obscured their vision, leaving their faces filled with shock...

"What terrifying power?!" Butcher exclaimed in shock.

Butcher himself was a practitioner of the Path of Strength God, possessing a keen judgment regarding the strength of power. The casual strike from the "figure" before him was far superior to his own, comparable even to a Ninth-Rank Strength God practitioner.

"Don't be fooled by its humanoid appearance; that is a Calamity, and a World-Annihilating one at that!" Scholar said gravely. "The power of a Calamity far surpasses that of humans. Think about the Taboo Calamity we saw in the Forbidden Sea... It's also World-Annihilating, and the power of this one here is no weaker than the Taboo Calamity."

By the time the dust cleared from before their eyes, a massive, grotesque crater had replaced the original ruins, resembling a meteorite impact site. A bloody figure was embedded within the spiderweb-like cracks, with crimson blood spreading outwards.

"He..."

Heart Nine and the others gaped in disbelief at the sight. "He... gave the King of Silver a huge slap?"

It wasn't until Heart Nine spoke that everyone present realized the earth-shattering blow had indeed been a "slap" from the World-Annihilating Calamity... But would a Calamity... slap people like a human?

"In this world, the only one who could probably slap the King of Silver is Mockery Calamity," Jin Fugui couldn't help but say. "But I have to admit... that was a truly beautiful slap!"

Rustle—

The King of Silver's body slowly rose from the cracks. His head was twisted and deformed, but he was not dead. Instead, he stared at the "figure" in mid-air with furious eyes, his chest heaving violently!

He could be hunted, he could be schemed against, but to be slapped in public... When had the esteemed leader of the Usurpers, a demigod of the Path of Thievery, ever suffered such humiliation?

"Mockery Calamity!!"

The King of Silver let out a low growl. A flash of white light, "Thievery," appeared before him, and a scroll materialized in his hand!

At the same time, Scholar gasped, realizing that the foundational secret treasure he had just acquired was gone again... In front of the King of Silver, any secret treasure was his for the taking.

As the scroll unrolled, a crooked character "Prison" was revealed in the air.

The foundational secret treasure of the Path of the Book God, though it could only restrain one person at a time, could control a demigod at its highest rank. Even a Ninth-Rank individual, if locked by the "Prison" character, would briefly lose the ability to move.

The restraining power from the Path of the Book God directly locked onto the "figure" from the void. Its form strangely froze in mid-air. Almost simultaneously, the King of Silver raised his hand again:

"Steal."

The "figure" in mid-air instantly seemed to disassemble like toy parts. Its dark hands and feet were stolen from a distance, scattered and flying chaotically in the air.

The King of Silver made a grabbing motion at Han Meng from afar. Han Meng felt a jolt throughout his body, as if something had been ripped away from within him, leaving him in an endless void...

"Judgment."

The King of Silver conjured a pistol from an unknown source, aiming at the scattered "figure" remnants flying through the air, and repeatedly pulled the trigger!

Stealing secret treasures, disassembling bodies, stealing divine paths, initiating judgment... All of this happened too quickly. The King of Silver's rapid sequence of actions was so fast that even Eighth-Rank individuals couldn't react. If his enemies had been the present Enforcers, at least two would likely have been dead or severely wounded. Even an ordinary Ninth-Rank would have found it difficult to escape unharmed.

But his opponent was no ordinary foe.

The moment the King of Silver pulled the trigger, he found the pistol in his hand had transformed into fluttering red paper. In a blink of an eye, the red paper morphed into countless slender red snakes, directly binding his hands.

The "remnants" flying all over the sky instantly reassembled, and a dark shadow hand swung out once more!!

Bang—!!

Half of the King of Silver's body disintegrated into a bloody mist, sweeping across dozens of kilometers on the ground, disappearing from everyone's sight.

The "figure" stood still, merely raising its hand slightly, and the King of Silver, who had been sent flying, "reversed" his trajectory, automatically flying back to stand before him...

Then, a third slap whistled as it struck!

Bang—!!!

Three slaps shattered the King of Silver's major bones, along with his arrogance and confidence. Countless thievery techniques were within his mind, but at this moment, he lacked the consciousness to employ them, nor could he conceive of any thievery technique that could defeat the opponent before him...

The King of Silver felt excruciating pain radiating from all over his body, his thoughts fragmented. Under the "figure's" eerie "reversal" ability, he couldn't run, couldn't win, and his entire mind went blank.

At this moment, only one thought remained in the King of Silver's mind...

He was doomed.

However, his limp, mud-like figure was lifted into mid-air by the "figure," which, surprisingly, did not deliver a killing blow. Its playful, crimson eyes stared at him for a long time, sinister and uncanny...

The "figure" released its grip, allowing the King of Silver's body to fall, then kicked him away like a football!

The King of Silver groaned, his form soaring through the sky, disappearing to an unknown destination.

This time, the "figure" did not "reverse" him back, but merely watched, seemingly having lost interest in dealing with the King of Silver...

"He let the King of Silver escape??" Luan Mei asked with a frown.

Senior Disciple Ning Ruyu, as if realizing something, said gravely:

"The King of Silver stole Junior Disciple's self. If he were to kill the King of Silver now, Junior Disciple's self should return... I suspect 'Mockery Calamity' is somewhat wary of Junior Disciple."

"Even so, we can't let the King of Silver simply leave. He must die here today," Wen Renyou said, a murderous glint in his eyes.

"Now, it's no longer the time to worry about the King of Silver..."

Mojo took a deep breath, his expression graver than ever before.

Everyone's gaze turned forward, where the eerie "figure" had, at some unknown point, turned around. Its playful eyes now gazed upon all the members of the Twilight Society and the Enforcers present... A suffocating sense of oppression enveloped everyone's hearts.

"What we should be worrying about now... is whether we can survive 'Mockery Calamity'."

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