Combining her own "Divine Might of Vajrapani" and "Dragon's Roar and Tiger's Howl" was inspired by Sora's fusion of the powers of the "Bull" and the "Goat".
To be able to learn such a difficult technique after just one viewing, one must admit that the Cult Leader's claim to be the best in the world is not without reason. With her unparalleled talent, how many in this world could possibly compare?!
Putting aside Erica and the other women outside the barrier, who had long since lost their composure, Sora's expression was also extremely unpleasant at this moment. His invincible "Golden Sword" power had actually been shattered by the two manifestations summoned by the Cult Leader, which was hard for him to accept!
However, since things had come to this point, whether he accepted it or not, he had no choice but to accept it. Instead of dwelling on useless thoughts, it was better to focus on what to do next.
Luo Hao was not some gentle and kind big sister from next door, but the decisive and domineering queen of the holy cult. Sora had already seriously offended her before, and he was sure Luo Hao would not stop until she had cut him down today.
"Ahem… Cult Leader, we've been fighting for quite a while now. I'm sure you must be tired. How about we stop for now, take a break, have some tea, and continue later?"
Coughing twice, for the sake of his own life, Sora shamelessly joked with Luo Hao.
"Hehehe… King Kusanagi, have you already run out of tricks?"
With a dazzling smile, her breathtaking beauty enough to drive countless men crazy and make women ashamed, Luo Hao squinted her eyes slightly and replied cheerfully to Sora.
"Oh dear, I'm so sorry, you actually saw through it, Cult Leader!"
"Yes, yes, even my strongest move was broken by the mighty and domineering Cult Leader. I surrender, I surrender…"
Looking embarrassed as if his little secret had been discovered, Sora shamelessly raised both hands.
Her eyes twitched slightly, and even Luo Hao felt a bit flustered inside. Those who could become god-slayers were all heroes of their generation; even if they died in battle, they would never fear fighting or surrender to their enemies.
This utterly shameless person—how far was he going to disgrace the reputation of god-slayers?!
However, while feeling endless anger inside, Luo Hao also felt a surge of joy and satisfaction.
To mock her! To try to gang up on her! And even try to defile her with those two thieving hands! This bastard, whom she hated to the point of grinding her teeth, was now saying he wanted to surrender. This made the Cult Leader feel all her pores open wide, her body and mind extremely comfortable…
But—
"Thinking of surrendering now? It's too late!"
Her expression changed, returning to an endless coldness. Staring fiercely at Sora, Luo Hao did not hide her strong killing intent.
If this guy had surrendered and begged for mercy at the start, perhaps Luo Hao might have spared him out of respect for fellow god-slayers. But now—
She would definitely kill him!!!
Without giving Sora any chance, Luo Hao sent a mental command. The two Vajra warrior giants immediately radiated golden light, each raising an iron fist the size of a house and smashed down on Sora.
Boom!!!
Under the horrified expressions of Erica and the others, the two Vajra iron fists struck Sora's body from left and right, producing a deafening explosion.
There was no doubt that even Sora, with his demon king body, would be reduced to a pile of mush under such an attack!
Closing her eyes, her jade-like head slightly tilted toward the sky, Luo Hao felt a bit regretful that she couldn't hear that hateful bastard's death scream, but she still immensely enjoyed this moment.
Since meeting Sora, she had never been calm. For two hundred years, her heart, which never wavered at anything, had been pounding strongly again and again because of that shameless bastard.
She was so ashamed, so angry, so… all the feelings she had never experienced before, she experienced them all today.
Luo Hao knew her spiritual heart had been broken open by that guy's shameless methods. If Sora didn't die, he would definitely become a demon in her heart!
But he no longer had that chance, because she had already buried him. There was no chance left, and her spiritual heart would once again be perfect and whole…
Of course, she was happy. There was no doubt about it. Luo Hao couldn't begin to describe the joy and pleasure she felt at being able to eliminate the detestable man who made her grind her teeth in hatred.
However, after the fleeting moment of happiness and delight, what was this incredibly intense feeling of emptiness?
Yes, emptiness. An incredibly, overwhelmingly strong sense of emptiness...
Luo Hao acknowledged Sora's strength. Whether it was that old fossil, Voban, or the younger generation like the Black Prince and the Sword King, although they were all indeed quite good, they had never been taken seriously by the proud Luo Hao. Sora was definitely the first to push her to such an extent!
Luo Hao had even held a glimmer of hope in her heart. Perhaps this man, who she hated to the very core, was truly her destined one. Just as she had said before the battle, if he could truly defeat her, what would be the harm in becoming his woman?!
But in the end, he couldn't do it.
"Is it so? I, Luo Hao, am the strongest in the world. How could there be a man worthy of me...?"
As she indulged in a little narcissism, a faint sadness also filled the young woman's heart.
"Huu..."
Exhaling softly, Luo Hao gathered her thoughts, once again transforming back into the proud, cold, and domineering queen she had always been.
Kusanagi Sora had lost and had died at her hands. Everything about him was now meaningless. Perhaps one day she might occasionally recall his name.
She opened her eyes, a flash of murderous intent within them. Since Kusanagi Sora was already dead, she would bestow a mercy upon his women and let them accompany him in death!
Alas, to consider such an act a mercy, the aloof and domineering Cult Leader was truly a lost cause...
However, at that very moment, a familiar voice suddenly rang out, and a wicked, smiling face, close enough to touch, appeared before Luo Hao's eyes—
"Tsk, tsk... You cruel Cult Leader, are you finally done reveling in your victory?"
Well, it was none other than our dear comrade Sora, who had appeared before the Cult Leader like a ghost. At the same time, his two wicked, thieving hands reached out and pinched the beautiful cheeks of the completely stunned and unresponsive Cult Leader...
Silence. A deathly silence. Allowing those two lecherous hands to molest her noble face, Luo Hao's beautiful eyes looked as if they were about to bulge out of their sockets!
This guy, is he a man or a ghost?!
"Ah!!!"
As Sora continued to pinch her cheeks, a faint pain traveled to her brain, finally jolting the Cult Leader back to her senses. Instinctively, she let out a shriek like a startled young girl.
Without thinking, Luo Hao desperately struck out at Sora with her palm.
Having anticipated this, Sora naturally wouldn't let her succeed. He quickly withdrew his two lecherous hands and dodged, putting some distance between himself and the Cult Leader.
"Hehehe... I must say, Cult Leader, your cheeks are truly soft and tender."
"Mm, and they smell nice too!"
Sora brought the two hands that had just touched the Cult Leader's noble face to his nose and sniffed them with a look of intoxication.
In truth, Sora himself was disgusted by such a lewd gesture, getting goosebumps all over, but in order to infuriate the Cult Leader, he was willing to be vulgar!
"You..."
Her delicate body trembled, and Luo Hao raised a hand to cover her lips.
Near the corner of the Cult Leader's delicate and alluring mouth, Sora could faintly see a trickle of fresh red blood.
After such a short period of emotional turmoil, and now being driven to the brink of shame and anger by Sora's shameless actions, had even the legendary Cult Leader finally been unable to bear it and coughed up blood?!
"Ugh..."
With a stunned expression, Sora stopped what he was doing. He had wanted to provoke the Cult Leader, but he hadn't intended to make her cough up blood!
Seeing the Cult Leader spit blood, Sora's heart ached. This was the woman he had already claimed for himself; if he broke her, who would compensate him?!!
Ahem, well, the Cult Leader has already been broken by you, you bastard.
Although he desperately wanted to go over and show his concern for the Cult Leader, Sora rationally chose not to. If he went over now, she would definitely try to kill him!
"Ha... ha... you... why aren't you dead?!"
Panting heavily from endless shame and indignation, this time she was truly "injured" quite badly. Luo Hao's beautiful eyes stared daggers at Sora, almost shooting flames.
"Dead? Why should I be dead? I haven't lived long enough yet!"
Shrugging his shoulders, Sora replied.
Although his heart ached seeing the Cult Leader cough up blood because of him, Sora wasn't worried. The strong Cult Leader should be able to withstand this level of blow!
"Cult Leader, don't be angry, don't be angry. I was just joking. Life is so boring, we have to find some fun, don't we?"
"I saw it just now, you know. That happy and delighted expression on your face when you thought I was dead."
"Tsk, tsk... That felt pretty good, didn't it?"
With a wicked smile on his face, Sora had actually done it on purpose. He deliberately let Luo Hao think he was dead.
He had wanted to see if the Cult Leader would be sad for him after he "died," but it turned out she was so happy. Sora expressed that his own fragile little heart was deeply wounded.
Alright, all of it was a lie. This bastard just wanted to make the Cult Leader lower her guard so his two lecherous hands could, well, you know...