The Meat Block Barry didn't know how long he had been spinning.

His consciousness was blurred, his head muddled like a pot of paste.

As the first wave of Rat Demon Clan warriors to charge into the sky and battle the Gods, he had seen many comrades come and go.

In fact, his Netherworld Mecha had been overloading for a while, its Mechanical Soul completely asleep, leaving the operation entirely to him.

Even though he felt united with the Mecha, fatigue swept over him like a tide.

Spin, keep spinning!

He could clearly sense that as his spiral horns turned, the enemy's barrier was weakening bit by bit.

Though the enemy kept repairing it, the light of victory filled his eyes.

Keep going! Spin more! Spin faster!

Meat Block Barry forced his body to keep moving, unwilling to stop.

In a daze, he saw the flashbacks of his life.

He saw his childhood self, following the clan, drifting and hiding.

Ever since he could remember, hunger had never left him.

For some unknown reason, his physical size was several circles larger than other Rat Demons his age, requiring many times more food.

While he was bigger and stronger, no one saw it as an advantage.

Rat Demon!

What does being strong mean? Even the strongest in the Rat Demon Clan is just a stronger cannon fodder.

Cannon fodder itself has no meaning.

Instead, his appetite made him despised by the entire clan, becoming known as Meat Block.

Yes, Meat Block.

Not a big guy, not a strong man, not a warrior.

None of those positive terms applied to him.

Meat Block, just a piece of meat, that's all. Maybe a bigger chunk, but that's it.

Meat Block didn't feel it was painful, or rather he didn't understand what wasn't painful, so he couldn't understand what pain was.

Muddled, destined to become cannon fodder one day in the future.

This was the original life path of Meat Block, as it was for all the Rat Demon Clan.

All of this changed dramatically with the appearance of that man.

He came here, bestowing the Rat Demon Clan a new purpose for survival.

A new goal for the whole clan, which was not to be cannon fodder.

The Rat Demon Clan had a future, had a faith! They had a place they must go and treasures they must protect!

That man was the big boss!

Barry still allowed others to call him Meat Block, but he himself had long decided to be a useful Meat Block for the big boss, a valuable Meat Block!

"I can't stop here!"

Meat Block's consciousness was already blurry, but his words were incredibly clear.

"We are! We are the currency of the company!

Rat Demons are not waste, not cannon fodder!! Ah ah ah ah!!!"

Faster! Spin faster! Push harder!

With Meat Block Barry's relentless efforts, a light known as Miracle gathered in the depths of his soul.

And then, it blossomed!

Countless spins and spirals brought his spirit and body to an ineffable realm.

There, Barry seemed to see that paper again, the one with the boss's spirals drawn on it.

The drawing was spinning, simple yet ordinary.

But Barry saw something different in it.

"This... is the Supreme Will, the true meaning of the spiral?

Turns out, spinning is all it takes..."

Roaring thunderously, the Divine Light was thus forged!

The Supreme Spiral Mining Company Security Department Chief, Meat Block Barry astonishingly directly forged a Divine Position!

The agitated Divine Power rippled across the 199th plane, with all the Rat Demon Clan staring at the scene in shock.

Whether it was the Demon God in the Purgatory Viewing Platform or the disciples at the Gate of Truth on the 200th layer, they all gazed at this scene unbelievingly.

No Demon God, nor any records in the Demon Realm.

The Rat Demon Clan had actually birthed a God, an unprecedented event!

Under the nourishment of the Divine Soul, the Mecha's Mechanical Soul revived once more.

Accompanying the forging of Barry's Divine Position, the Netherworld Mecha, long a part of his mind and body, began to tremble.

Boom!!!

Lette waved his hand, once more opening the door to the Netherworld's Third Holy Prison.

Furious energy surged in, pouring into the Abyss Plane, consolidating onto this Netherworld Mecha.

Then, under the incredulous gaze of all the Demon Gods, the Netherworld Mecha also forged a Divine Soul, becoming a new God.

Now, everyone really found it hard to hold together.

Even if an individual from the Rat Demon Clan became a God, it was understandable.

After all, Rat Demons are also Demons, just that the difficulty was too great, causing amazement.

But you, just a Mecha, why can you become a God?

What's the principle behind this?

Next, will tables and chairs also become gods?

They didn't know that these Netherworld Mechas were not merely tools but were born from Mechanical Civilization, now a Mechanical Species living in the Netherworld's Third Holy Prison.

Each one possessed its own Divine Soul and could independently become a God.

Yet this time, it was rare for them to be in sync with the pilot, achieving godhood together!

The power they together unleashed was far stronger than a Rat Demon God and a Mechanical God combined.

"Ha ah!!!!!!!"

No time to revel in the achievement of godhood, Barry once more resonated with the Mechanical Soul, entering a realm of human-mecha unity, madly using his drill to break the Heavenly Barrier!

This time, the Third Apostle's face was filled with horror.

The Spiral Power unleashed by the deified Barry and his Mecha was so immense it made the iron ball on the Wall of Sighs emit constant wails.

That supposed unbreakable Absolute Defense suffered continuous heavy blows, endlessly crumbling!

Desecration and Emergence's dual Divine Powers harmonized with Spiral Power, converging into a sharp edge, ceaselessly bombarding the Wall of Sighs!

"Mere Rat Demon, do you really think you can overturn the heavens! Die for me!!!"

At that moment, the Third Apostle could no longer maintain a strategic balance with Lette, unleashing his full Divine Power into the iron ball.

The Wall of Sighs erupted with countless Divine Power spikes, blasting towards Barry and his Mecha.

In this crisis moment, Lette chuckled softly and reached out.

With a flash of light, the Holy Sword Sin Light, long eager, appeared in his palm.

"Barry, I grant you a move, called [Flame Dance Tornado]!"

At that moment, Sin Light shone! Then transformed into a Crimson Dual-Blade form.

Next, in a flash of red light, the Crimson Sin Light leaped to the periphery of Barry's Mecha, spinning with him.

The brilliant Holy Flame ignited at that moment, transforming into a Flame Dance Dragon Vortex! Charging straight to the sky!

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