I Contracted All Ancient Divine Artifacts

Under the nourishing talent ability of the Han Zhan Shennong Cauldron’s creation of living beings.

The two antique artifacts belonging to Chen Dubei, White Sandalwood and Black Ivory, had their barrels restored to a straight and firm state, as if they had taken two blue pills.

The confrontation between Han Zhan and the God of Pure Beauty ended in mutual devastation.

Only he remained as the final piece for overwhelming victory.

Thinking of this, Chen Dubei’s gaze became fiery.

He raised the White Sandalwood and Black Ivory with both hands, aiming the dark barrels at the immovable God of Pure Beauty, and grinned:

"Then, let’s go!"

As soon as he spoke, he pulled the trigger.

Flames simultaneously spewed from the two barrels, emitting a roar akin to a wild beast.

Bang!

The black and white bullets simultaneously hit the God of Pure Beauty.

However, an unexpected scene occurred.

The two bullets did not manage to penetrate the body of the God of Pure Beauty and were directly deflected.

Chen Dubei’s eyelids twitched slightly, "The bullets of White Sandalwood and Black Ivory are indeed made from the bodies of gods, but my current realm is only Tier Nine Peak, so the bullets I conjured cannot pierce the God of Pure Beauty’s defense!"

Understanding this, Chen Dubei pressed his lips tightly.

He knew he didn’t have much time left.

Although the God of Pure Beauty was severely injured, his complexion was gradually recovering, and even the large hole in his chest was slowly healing.

In contrast, Han Zhan, at this moment, still had his eyes closed, struggling against the effects of aging on him.

Even so, his appearance continued to age.

"Heh." Chen Dubei let out a cold laugh.

Without a second thought, he pulled the trigger again.

Once again, two black and white bullets shot out from the barrels, once again blocked and rebounded by the divine body of the God of Pure Beauty.

He disregarded it and continued to pull the trigger with all his might.

In just ten breaths, Chen Dubei pulled the trigger fifty times in total.

Hundreds of bullets appeared in the Pure Beauty Domain.

Because these bullets were made from divine bodies, although they were also affected by the aging effect, the rate of aging was far slower than that of the Tier Nine Realm.

Chen Dubei’s luck played its greatest role at this time.

The black and white bullets collided in mid-air at a speed difficult for the naked eye to see.

Upon collision, new bullets split off and collided with other bullets created from previous splits in the blink of an eye.

Thus replicated over and over again, in a never-ending cycle.

For a moment, the entire sky above the Pure Beauty Domain was covered with black and white bullets.

Densely packed, innumerable, as if dyeing the sky black and white.

Suddenly.

Chen Dubei raised his hands high, aiming the barrels at the sky.

He didn’t look, firing two shots purely by instinct.

At this point, thirty breaths of time remained.

After Chen Dubei fired these two shots, an unbelievable scene occurred.

The previously black and white chaotic sky suddenly became distinct with black and white.

White bullets occupied half the sky, black bullets occupied the other half.

Then in the next second, all the bullets shot in the same direction.

There, where the God of Pure Beauty was located!

Such an incredible scene could only be achieved with luck!

Within the Pure Beauty Domain, an incredibly spectacular scene appeared before everyone.

Countless black and white bullets, orderly and in a directed fashion, rushed towards the God of Pure Beauty’s forehead without any deviation.

The first white bullet hit precisely on the God of Pure Beauty’s forehead.

As expected, the bullet was bounced back the way it came.

The second trait of the antique artifacts White Sandalwood and Black Ivory is that when bullets of the same color collide, a violent explosion occurs.

Thus, the bullet returning along the original path collided with the second bullet, creating a loud explosion.

The explosion still couldn’t harm the God of Pure Beauty in any way.

However, at this moment, the God of Pure Beauty had to face not just these two white bullets, but, billions of bullets!

They would complete billions of explosions in just a few breaths of time.

Even if each explosion caused minuscule damage to a god, after accumulating through billions of times, it would reach a horrifying degree.

In the next ten breaths.

The sounds of explosions were continuous, never-ending.

A visible crack appeared on the previously smooth as jade forehead of the God of Pure Beauty.

As the explosions continued, the crack expanded and expanded further.

Eventually, it spread across the entire face.

Like a completely shattered mask.

There were only ten breaths of time left.

The sky of the Pure Beauty Domain had returned to its original appearance.

All those dense black and white bullets in the sky, under Chen Dubei’s lucky guidance, exploded at the God of Pure Beauty’s forehead.

"It’s over." Chen Dubei took a deep breath.

At this moment, the barrels of the antique artifacts in his hands, White Sandalwood and Black Ivory, had turned completely red from excessive use.

His gaze locked on the God of Pure Beauty’s forehead, he once again raised the dual pistols, showing a familiar nonchalant smile:

"Remember my name."

"My name is, Lucky Gambler, Chen Dubei!" He laughed and pulled the trigger.

The last two bullets shot out from the barrels.

Amazingly, both bullets were black!

This is true luck!

The two pitch-black bullets appeared at the God of Pure Beauty’s forehead in the blink of an eye.

Like the final straw that broke the camel’s back, they collided and exploded.

Amidst the explosion, the God of Pure Beauty’s head shattered completely, finished with a headshot.

The divine body of the God of Pure Beauty turned into countless pale golden fragments, floating in the air.

With the fall of the God of Pure Beauty, the Pure Beauty Domain also completely vanished.

At this time, there were only three breaths of time remaining.

Freed from the entanglement of aging, Han Zhan, although yet to recover his youthful appearance, was no longer in mortal danger.

He let out a heavy sigh of relief.

Chen Dubei did the same.

"It’s over, mission accomplished without disgrace."

Hearing Chen Dubei’s words, Han Zhan also broke into a smile.

Before this smile could fully form, suddenly, a sharp giant blade pierced from Chen Dubei’s back to his chest.

Chen Dubei looked down, incredulous, at the giant blade protruding from his chest.

He opened his mouth slightly.

"So this is the price for using luck to kill a god?"

Nobody had expected that luck’s backlash would come so swiftly.

However, what surprised Han Zhan even more was,

when the giant blade pierced Chen Dubei’s body, not a single drop of blood spurted out.

Chen Dubei looked up at Han Zhan, a sudden bitter smile appeared on his face:

"So, I was already dead."

After finishing this sentence, his body slowly dissipated into nothingness.

In the place where he vanished, two new figures appeared.

It seemed they had been waiting for a long time.

"The protagonist always appears at the end," Dawn Number Nine chuckled softly.