As the violent thunder field enveloped his opponent, Zhang Zifan's opponent looked at him with disdain.
Although I don't understand why Zhang Zifan was able to absorb all the Thunder Orders he swung out so easily just now.
But these are not important, because what Zhang Zifan can do, this strong man from the God Clan thinks that he can also do it, so Zhang Zifan cannot hurt him.
"You and I are both thunderbolts, but your thunderbolts and mine are different. Mine is a male, and yours is a female. When the female sees the male, she can only give in and surrender honestly."
The other party showed disdain for him, but Zhang Zifan didn't care at all, because soon the other party would know how big the gap in strength between them was?
"What about male and female? You are talking nonsense."
Although he didn't believe Zhang Zifan's words, hearing Zhang Zifan's tone of voice was so sure, the strong man from the God Clan was more or less panicked.
In addition, there is indeed something wrong with Zhang Zifan's thunder order. Everyone is five thousand, but Zhang Zifan's thunder purgatory is definitely not something that five thousand thunder orders can maintain.
What was even more terrifying was yet to come. The strong man from the God Clan soon discovered that his Thunder Order was actually being reduced, as if it had been absorbed and assimilated by Zhang Zifan.
"this……"
The strong man from the God Clan was quickly stunned.
Generally speaking, it is difficult to fight those with the same order, because everyone is immune to the characteristics of various orders.
But if the difference in strength is too large, for example, one person possesses 5,000 ways of order, and the other person possesses 10,000 ways of order.
The less will be assimilated by the more, which is the same as the big fish eating the small fish.
At this moment, this powerful man from the God Clan was just a small fish in Zhang Zifan's eyes.
"You actually hide your strength, you're despicable!"
The strong man from the God Clan exclaimed, if Zhang Zifan hid his strength, he would be in trouble in this battle.
"I just found out now, maybe it's too late."
Zhang Zifan's expression was full of teasing.
In Thunder Purgatory, the outside world cannot see it, unless it is some extremely powerful existence, such as the Lord God. Even the half-step Lord God cannot see the whole picture.
At this moment, Zhang Zifan was like a wolf in sheep's clothing. He began to use the power of the small tree to frantically absorb and refine the order in the opponent's body.
With Zhang Zifan's power suppressing him, even if the powerful gods discovered something, they were unable to resist at all and could only quietly feel that their order was decreasing.
"You... what you have is not the Order of Thunder, what you have is the Order of Devouring!"
The situation is getting worse and worse, but this powerful protoss doesn't seem to realize the seriousness of the problem, and is still making speculations on his own.
"A lot of people say that."
Zhang Zifan smiled indifferently and did not correct or explain.
"You let me go, let me go immediately. My status is not ordinary. My great-grandfather is the famous God of Thunder in the Central Divine Territory. If you are..."
The condition was getting worse and worse. This strong man from the God Clan could only use the most primitive means to threaten Zhang Zifan by bringing out his family. However, Zhang Zifan laughed just as he was halfway through his words.
"Your great-grandfather?"
"How many grandfathers did your great-grandfather give you? How many fathers did your grandfather give you? No, uncles. How many brothers, sisters, and younger brothers did your uncles give you?"
The lifespan of the Gods is long, and usually they can live for at least a thousand years. As the God of Thunder, the opponent must have an even longer lifespan.
As this inheritance continues from generation to generation, it is hard to say whether the God of Thunder recognizes his descendants.
"My talent is very strong, so I have been spotted by my great-grandfather a long time ago..."
When Zhang Zifan said this, the strong man from the God Clan also had an ugly expression, because what Zhang Zifan said was the truth, but in order to survive, he could only talk nonsense.
"Wait a minute, you said your talent is very strong, are you kidding me? You are no match for me, so where is your talent?"
Zhang Zifan's expression became more and more disdainful, but this time the other party had nothing to say.
"Give up. The moment you step into the ring, you are destined to die in my hands. No one can save you, including your great-grandfather."
After saying this, Zhang Zifan's expression was cold, and the sword of destruction in his hand was inserted into the opponent's body. The man soon lost his life, and his soul was also destroyed.
"Five thousand Thunder Orders seems to be a lot. It should be enough for me to upgrade to 500 Thunder Orders."
Zhang Zifan maintains the Thunder Purgatory and continues to use the World Tree to devour order.
As Zhang Zifan's strength increases, the swallowing speed and refining speed of the World Tree are also getting faster and faster.
According to Zhang Zifan's estimation, it will take at most three days for the five thousand orders he has absorbed to be completely refined.
And the devouring has not reached the limit, so Zhang Zifan can still fight again.
As the Thunder Order was completely swallowed up, Zhang Zifan also removed his own Thunder Purgatory.
"Bang..."
The charred corpse of the powerful god clan was struck by thunder and fell heavily to the ground. Zhang Zifan said in an extremely weak tone:
"Who else, who else among you gods wants to continue to challenge me?"
When speaking, Zhang Zifan was so weak that he seemed unable to even speak a few words, let alone fight.
Of course, all this was pretended by Zhang Zifan.
The Gods were quite cautious. Zhang Zifan thought that he was pretending to be very similar, but no Gods came to the ring. Everyone was watching, and at the same time, someone said:
"Whoever has five thousand orders, go up and kill this kid. This kid is already in a very bad state. He probably doesn't have much strength. He can be easily dealt with."
"That's right, this kid is really too crazy. We must not let him underestimate the Gods. We must kill him!"
Although everyone said this, they kept talking for a long time, but no one dared to get on the stage, and the atmosphere was very anxious for a while.
"Are you gods all useless? No one dares to stand up and fight me?"
Seeing that he could no longer pretend to be weak, Zhang Zifan simply used the first method to stimulate these people with words.
"Boy, don't be too arrogant, I'll kill you!"
Zhang Zifan's words are still very useful. In other words, these gods have long been accustomed to being aloof. If they are suddenly ridiculed by Zhang Zifan, some people will always lose their minds.
The one who stepped onto the stage this time turned out to be a being with only two thousand orders.
Five thousand people of order died in Zhang Zifan's hands, and two thousand people of order simply came to die.
Not only Zhang Zifan thinks so, but many gods also think so. It’s just that everyone is a god and they can’t say that.