My Special Ability is Perfect Replication

A massive mountain had just vanished into thin air.

What magic was it?

Everyone, including Grover Godolphin, was shocked.

“What do you think of this move of mine, the great God of Fire?” Ling Jiu snapped his fingers and smiled at the God of Fire.

“Is it the Laws?”

The God of Fire’s face looked grave. He had felt the energy of the laws of heaven and earth in the silver light spots. But he did not know what specific law it was.

He was sure this was an unprecedented law of heaven and earth.

“Yes, it is the laws.” Ling Jiu nodded slightly. The silver light spot was nothing but the power of the Law of Dimensions—zero-dimensional space, to be exact.

Zero-dimensional meant having no extent in any direction.

Space without dimensions was vertex.

So zero-dimensional space was also called vertex space.

The law of the zero-dimensional space’s power was the law of the vertex space’s power.

“All attacks vanish for no reason. What is that law?”

The God of Fire’s brows were knitted together tightly. He then seemed to think of something, his pupils contracting. “Could it be the Law of Dimensions?”

“You guessed it, but no prizes for you.” Ling Jiu let out a faint smile without denying it.

“It really is the Law of Dimensions!”

The God of Fire gasped. “The Law of Dimensions, according to legend, is the toughest law to comprehend save for the Law of Time. I can’t believe that you have comprehended it!”

“Are you still fighting or not?” Ling Jiu waved his hand impatiently.

The God of Fire hesitated this time. He would have definitely attacked with no hesitation before this. But Ling Jiu had comprehended the Law of Dimensions.

The Law of Dimensions was recognized as not only one of the most difficult to comprehend but also one of the most powerful.

Could he defeat his opponent when facing the being that had comprehended the Law of Dimensions?

The God of Fire seriously doubted it.

“You won’t fight? I will help myself then.” Ling Jiu cracked his neck. The next moment the God of Fire knew, Ling Jiu’s right fist struck out like a cannonball in front of him.

“That’s fast!”

The God of Fire’s expression changed drastically as dodging it was too late. He could only parry with his arm at this critical moment.

Ling Jiu crushed the God of Fire’s arm and hit his chest in an instant.

Ling Jiu punched through the God of Fire’s breastbones, his fist exiting the God of Fire’s back.

Blood gurgled out of the God of Fire’s body. His mouth was wide open, and disbelief filled his eyes. “I-I can believe that I will die at your hands.”

“You claim to be a god, but you are not actually a god. Of course, you will die.”

Ling Jiu vaporized the blood on his hand as he pulled back his fist. “You must have been worshipped for too long to think that you will never die.”

“I…”

The God of Fire coughed out a mouthful of blood, his vision dimming as he was close to death. Just then, Ling Jiu took him into the Inner World with the wave of his hand.

After all, he was a Level 3 galactic being; he could still provide Ling Jiu with a lot of vitality and dark bio-energy. Ling Jiu did not want to let all that go to waste.

“He’s dead?”

“The God of Fire is dead?”

“He killed the great God of Fire?”

Everyone looked at Ling Jiu in horror and disbelief.

That was a True God, the immortal True God who ruled Auguland for thousands of years. Could a True God die? How could this be possible?

It completely turned people’s understanding upside down. Auguland was home to countless living beings, and these mortal beings died and returned to earth as dust. But the gods never seemed to die. They were like stars that shone forever in the sky.

Over time, people started to think that these gods were immortal, with eternal life, that they would never decay, or could be killed.

No one on Auguland had ever witnessed the death of the gods. But now, the God of Fire, one of the True Gods, had been killed.

It was shocking and mind-boggling.

Just then, three light beams shone down from the sky, one silver, one yellow, and one green. Three people appeared as the light beams dissipated.

A brawny man with horns wrapped in thunder and lightning, a fat man with a big belly, and a young girl in a green dress…

The Holy Father of Light and others quickly bowed when they saw these three individuals. “Hail to the God of Thunder, the God of Earth, and the God of Wood.”

They were gods. Gods had appeared again, and there were three of them this time.

The believers and representatives of the various forces on the square were stunned. Those True Gods had been aloof and impossible to meet in the past. Yet, they were now seeing three at once.

The three gods ignored the Holy Father of Light and others. Instead, they were staring at Ling Jiu with fear in their eyes.

Crushed the God of Fire with just a punch—Ling Jiu was far more powerful than they thought.

“Well, well, well. Here come another three gods.” Ling Jiu snapped his fingers in ridicule. “You all are here to suicide?”

“The Prime God wants to see you.”

The God of Wood who was wearing a green gauze skirt spoke. She had vermilion lips, and her voice was reminiscent of tingling spring water. It was sweet and ethereal, pleasing to the ears.

“Wants to see me?” Ling Jiu dug into his ear. “Then ask him to come and see me. I am not a running lapdog that he can boss around.”

“How dare you!”

“Brazen!”

“Bugger!”

The God of Thunder, the God of Earth, and the God of Wood were appalled, looking at Ling Jiu with fury in their eyes. “Please mind your tone of voice!”

Ling Jiu snickered and vanished.

The next moment, three Ling Jius appeared in front of the three gods, raising their fists and striking the three gods on their heads.

“Stop!”

There was a loud shout from the sky. Ling Jiu ignored it and continued to punch.

With three neat and crisp sounds, the heads of the God of Thunder, the God of Earth, and the God of Wood burst like a watermelon hit by a sledgehammer. Red and white brains scattered all over, leaving only three headless bodies suspended in mid-air.

“Mind my tone of voice?”

The three Ling Jius returned and became one again. “The God of Light is your Prime God. It has nothing to do with me. You respect him, honor him, and treat him as your father. However, he is nobody to me.”

“They are dead!”

There was dead silence in the Square of Light. Everyone was gasping in horror. If the killing of the God of Fire by Ling Jiu horrified them, then the death of the God of Thunder, the God of Earth, and the God of Wood turned their minds blank.

The three True Gods had just been killed like that?

“Oh, God of Light, this cannot be true! This cannot be true!”

People muttered to themselves, unable to accept what they had witnessed.

Just then, a shadow flashed, and a person appeared in front of them.

This guy had six wings on his back, the head of an eagle, and the body of a human. He emanated a soft milky-white halo and a sacred, inexplicably comforting air.

“The God of Light!”

The Holy Father of Light, the Curia, all the believers, and representatives from the major forces went down on their knees at once.

The God of Light had arrived.

“How dare you kill the God of Fire, God of Thunder, God of Earth, and God of Wood! You deserve a thousand deaths for your sins!”

The God of Light was enraged. Not even the endless sea could put out the anger in his heart.

The four True Gods were his powerful right-hand men, the mainstay of the Light Deities. How could the Light Deities fight against other gods now that they were dead?

How could they compete for control of faith on Auguland?