An imposing and majestic aura swept around with Helaās words, and for a moment, it seemed as though the black-robed girl was the only one between heaven and earth.
"Damn, it fucking hurts!" Rein felt like his spine was about to break.
But, pain aside, after taking a kick, Rein noticed a problem: the opponentās strength didnāt seem as god-like or invincible as he had imagined.
After all, if it were truly a godās true form, he would have been dead long ago.
Besides, Rein knew that when the Empire Emperor ascended to a demigod, the several true gods that descended were merely avatars.
So, this one here shouldnāt be an avatar either...
The answer was quite obvious then.
The opponent was either a Saint descended or just a trace of a Will Projection!
But regardless of which it was, it didnāt seem like a death sentence for him.
Itās just... he needed to confirm it.
"Sorry, I choose neither." Rein rubbed his waist, squinting at the black-robed girl, and said.
"You hit me, it hurt, so I have to hit back!"
"Huh?" The Nether Sea Goddess Hela was taken aback.
Even though it was just a trace of her Will Projection, devoid of her full wisdom, she couldnāt react to Reinās words.
A god hit you, a mere mortal, and you actually want to hit back?
Is this normal logic?
Isnāt this guy in front of me a lunatic?!
Rein suddenly took off his white Wizard Robe, revealing a body of lean muscle, and immediately after, his entire body began to change rapidly and fiercely.
Reinās body suddenly inflated, his skin quickly turned gray and thickened, patches of palm-sized Dragon Scales surfaced, and his human fingernails, at this moment, became sharp and slender like a swift dragon.
And from his tailbone, a powerful tail several meters long, covered with Dragon Scales, sprouted rapidly.
"Roar!!!"
As Rein transformed into the Dragon-man General Form, he roared furiously and charged at the black-robed girl!
"What? Dragon-man Transformation? Are you a descendant of the Dragan Royal Family?" Witnessing the scene unfold, Hela was quite surprised.
She hadnāt expected that the one killing her followers in the Wailing Wind Fjord area would turn out to be a descendant of the Dragan Empireās Royal Family.
"But even Carlos Dragon wouldnāt be so disrespectful to a True God!"
But before she could finish speaking, Rein, in his Dragon-man General Form, transformed the Hardened Essence Gold in his hands into a heavy hammer and struck it down hard towards Hela.
Dune, the Stream Avatar, hurriedly blocked it, but was blasted to pieces in his right arm by Reinās strike.
"You!" Hela was furious!
She just tapped her toe and lightning fast punched towards the abdomen of the eight or nine meters tall Rein.
"Bang!"
In an instant, the eight or nine meters tall Rein was knocked back several steps by an extremely concentrated force from the opponent, and his abdomen was in excruciating pain, but a gleam appeared in Reinās eyes.
He had, of course, deliberately enraged the opponent just now.
The power of the opponentās enraged strike was only so much, indicating that his earlier assessment was correct, and the opponent was most likely just a Will Projection.
In other words, this battle was winnable!
Rein looked at Hela with eyes full of fighting spirit.
The next second, he rushed at the black-robed girl incarnated by Hela again.
While Hela detested the expression in Reinās eyes, that all too eager look filled with curiosity and surprise but completely lacking in awe!
This made Hela even more furious, and she extended her hand, merging it into the body of the water giant Dune.
Suddenly, the water flowing on Dune seemed to be attracted by a huge force, surging into Helaās body, and Helaās black-robed girlās form began to expand like a balloon.
Thus, one rose while the other declined.
A ten-meter-tall black-robed girl appeared in front of Rein...
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