The Super Universe Leveling Game

A loud sound was heard from the altar. The man with the ghost mask's eyes almost popped out as he shouted, "Tank!"    

There was an extra tank on the altar, which was a bit ridiculous. However, it was very real. Ordinary spatial equipment could not accommodate a tank. Dongfang Qingyu had the Cosmic Bag. Although it could not be compared to a real Cosmic Bag, it could fit a tank. There was no problem.    

Dongfang Qingyu entered the tank, adjusted the muzzle, and fired at the masked man.    

Rumble -    

The man with the ghost face mask was so scared that his neck shrank. He squatted on the ground and stood up with a red face. He was a bit angry because of embarrassment. Outside the altar, the tank shell exploded inside the altar, but it did not go through the altar.    

The tank was very powerful, but it could not outrun the rules of the altar. However, it was embarrassing for him.    

"Dongfang Qingyu, don't waste your time." The person with the grimace mask reminded, "Doing this will only be a waste of ammunition."    

Boom!    

Rumble -    

Rumble -    

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Dongfang Qingyu bombarded in all directions. At least three people were needed to operate the tank. One. If one person operated the tank, the efficiency would be very low. However, he doesn't need to drive around or aim right now... The difficulty level had dropped to the lowest, so even though Dongfang Qingyu was alone, he could also make the tank powerful.    

Mr. Dongfang Qingyu bombarded in a certain direction, pushing his firing speed to the limit. The cannonballs exploded when they landed on the altar, at the edge of the altar. There was always a distance between them. Dongfang Qingyu changed direction. The effect was still the same. He shot towards the sky. It was like fireworks.    

The explosion on the altar was the same as a pet's attack. The altar was in perfect condition. The explosive energy was absorbed by the altar, making it even stronger.    

After 120 seconds of bombardment, Dongfang Qingyu stopped shooting and got out of the tank.    

"I have to say, your means are quite surprising." It was hard to tell whether the voice of the person with the grimace mask was praise or ridicule.    

"I let you guys down, because I'm alone. I'm sorry to let the three of you accompany me." Dongfang Qingyu said.    

"It doesn't matter. You don't have to feel guilty. Do you have any other methods?" The man with the grimace mask asked.    

"You seem to be very curious about my methods?" Dongfang Qingyu looked at him.    

"I can't break the altar, so I'm looking forward to you breaking it." The man with the ghost face mask said.    

"Although your thoughts are strange, I'll satisfy your curiosity" Dongfang Qingyu put away the tank and changed it to Sky Tremor Bomb.    

He placed the Sky Tremor Bomb on the altar one by one according to a certain distance and connected them with a line of fire. The number of Sky Tremor Bombs decreased, and when the number reached 50, the person with the Ogre-faced Mask was starting to lose his composure. Normal players... Obtaining a Sky Tremor Bomb was a hidden trump card. Even in their dreams, they would laugh after getting two Sky Tremor Bombs.    

Dongfang Qingyu didn't stop. He continued lighting. 100 more. He still did not stop. When the number reached 150... The man with the grimace mask subconsciously retreated. He thought that the Sky Tremor Bomb wouldn't be able to break the restraint of the altar. However, he still felt a little uneasy.    

Two hundred pills. Dongfang Qingyu was still taking out more and more Sky Tremor Bombs. The man with the grimace mask didn't know what to say anymore. Comparisons were infuriating. Some players went bankrupt because of one Sky Tremor Bomb. Dongfang Qingyu casually took out two hundred Sky Tremor Bombs. This society was really unfair.    

300, 400, 500... When the people in the Ogre-faced Mask thought that Dongfang Qingyu would stop, Dongfang Qingyu was still taking out Sky Tremor Bombs and arranging them in an orderly manner.    

"Dongfang Qingyu hasn't taken his medicine yet." No one knew when, but the veiled woman appeared beside the man with the ghost face mask.    

"En! Hmm?" The person wearing the Ogre-faced Mask subconsciously responded, then immediately understood the veiled woman's meaning. The altar had always been in the blood sucking, never stopping. Dongfang Qingyu had been living in the altar for more than ten minutes. He had been bleeding all the time, but he hadn't taken any medicine. What did this mean?    

Dongfang Qingyu's HP number had reached an unimaginable height. Even the people with the ghost face mask were afraid of calculating. Could a player's HP be this high? Didn't this mean that he had lost his balance?    

"How... did he do it?" The man with the grimace mask was shocked and angry. He had seen how Dongfang Qingyu did it from the beginning to the end, but he still asked such an idiotic question. His heart was in chaos.    

"This time, we must beat Dongfang Qingyu back to his original form and never turn back." The woman with the black veil said. Her voice was very calm, and it was full of unquestionable authority.    

The scariness of Dongfang Qingyu was far more serious than what was described in the information. If they couldn't get rid of any future troubles after offending such a person, they wouldn't be able to live a good life for the rest of their lives.    

Whether it was for the sake of the mission or the future, Dongfang Qingyu must die. He must not have the chance to turn the situation around.    

"Yes!" The black shadow had unknowingly drifted over. His voice was the same as a person's. It was light and fuzzy.    

Inside the altar, Dongfang Qingyu finally stood up and stopped the lightning. On the altar, there was a dense amount of heavenly shaking lightning. The number of them had reached a shocking 1000. Currently, the power of the Sky Tremor Bomb was comparable to the Great Forbidden Spell. In other words, the one thousand Forbidden Spells were lying on the altar.    

Dongfang Qingyu walked towards the edge of the altar. After he thought that it was safe enough, he detonated the Sky Trembling Thunder, followed by a world-shaking explosion. The entire spatial zone rumbled. The sound waves formed a storm in the sky above the altar. It collided with the shock waves, merging with each other. Dongfang Qingyu covered his ears, revealing a painful expression.    

He had already retreated far enough away, and his ears were stuffed with a plug. He used another prop to protect his ears, but he was still so shaken that he almost vomited blood. The prop had already been broken and fell to the ground, and he was also swept by the shock wave. He had lost 80,000,000 HP, and this was even after he had destroyed three shields.    

If not for the fact that he had enough props, the consequences would have been ten times more severe. The three people outside the altar were also frightened by the explosion's aura, and they took a few steps back. They came back to their senses and remained silent for a long time.    

The altar wasn't damaged, and it was completely undamaged.    

Luckily, it was the altar. If it was someone else or a building, they would have been razed to the ground by now. Dongfang Qingyu's foundation made people lose their temper.    

The three of them were shocked and relieved. One thousand Sky Tremor Bombs were useless against the altar. Dongfang Qingyu had basically come out. In this world, there wasn't much power that was more powerful than the explosion of one thousand Sky Tremor Bombs.    

Dongfang Qingyu was sitting on the altar. The aftermath of the explosion was still wreaking havoc. His facial expression was very ugly. Such a weak point... He would be happy even if a rock was shattered. However, he didn't... Not even a stone could be found, which could only mean two things. Power was ineffective, or power did not reach the zero point of the altar.    

He did not have any more Sky Tremor Bombs left, so he could not make a second attempt.    

"Dongfang Qingyu, I know you are very sad, so let me give you a suggestion." The man with the grimace mask spoke.    

"What suggestion?" Dongfang Qingyu stood up, his expression returning to normal.    

"Wait for death!" The man with the grimace mask wasn't trying to comfort him, but was mocking him.    

"Do you know what the biggest difference between me and you is?" Dongfang Qingyu asked.    

"What?" Even though he knew there was nothing good about it, the masked man still couldn't help but want to know.    

"When faced with difficulties, my method is to break through difficulties, while you all are waiting for death" Dongfang Qingyu said.    

"Don't you think it's too early to say that?" The man with the grimace mask sneered. "I can't refute the words of a successful person. As for you... Hehe. "    

"Actually, you have made a mistake" Dongfang Qingyu suddenly said.    

"Please tell me." Dongfang Qingyu said.    

"You should bribe one of my men. With the help of the person who controls the teleportation formation, you can guide me out seamlessly and forcefully change the route, leaving a lot of flaws." Dongfang Qingyu said.    

"This is a secret realm. It's useless even if your subordinate knows about it. He won't be able to enter." The man with the grimace mask said with a smile. He wasn't worried at all.    

"How many capable people are there in the world? You're the only one who knows spatial magic? Among my subordinates, there are some who have mastered the rules of time. " Dongfang Qingyu said faintly.    

The masked men and the other two trembled slightly, feeling somewhat unnatural.    

"But, there's actually no need to go through so much trouble." Dongfang Qingyu summoned a pet in his mind.    

"Metal Devouring Beast!" The man with the grimace mask blurted out. His voice was sharp and filled with panic.    

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