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Chapter 195 -191: Is this the power of a mentor?! (Vote for monthly ticket)
Chapter 195 -191: Is this the power of a mentor?! (Vote for monthly ticket)
At that moment,
below the sinking clouds at the very center, lay an ancient castle shrouded in gray mist.
Outside the castle, battle cries were incessant, with devotees clad in gray and black robes, and even more monstrous entities of immense stature and ferocious faces.
But what drew more attention was a man dressed in black, wielding a greatsword, fighting relentlessly through the hordes of Mysterious Evil and cultists for over an hour without a moment’s pause.
The man was soaked in blood, resembling a devil.
Even the fearless cultists, who would sacrifice everything for the grand Crimson Moon, couldn’t help but shy away, stepping back at the sight of the approaching man in black.
Their steadfast and eternal beliefs seemed to be shaking.
Inside the castle,
the noise from outside receded like the tide, leaving silence, chilling cold, and dread; in the center, a rustic sacrificial altar had accumulated many more blood runes than before, yet it was still far from being completely filled.
Atop the altar, the Priest of the Bloodbeard People, Pukala, had a loathsome look, his entire face contorted with rage.
He was grinding his teeth.
He was filled with hatred!
The opportunity he had waited so many years for, the chance to ascend, was ruined! Ruined by these weak, damned natives!
“Blue Star—natives—!”
In Pukala’s view, he could see the silhouette of Black Blade moving in and out of the horde of Mysterious Evil.
At this moment, this black figure was stepping through the void, climbing higher and higher with every step, the Crimson Blade Light of his greatsword extending over ten meters.
Crimson! Dazzling!
Above the red glow, there was an indescribable Edge Glow bursting forth with splendor.
The man in black raised it high, his figure ascending a hundred meters into the air, and the Crimson Blade Light slashed down heavily.
This slash could cleave mountains!
This slash was unstoppable!
Even a four-armed giant demon, sixty meters tall, was sliced open from top to bottom under this slash, hissing as it was cleaved!
Crimson fragments splattered everywhere.
The Evil-Slaying Greatsword resounded with a tremor.
A sharp, piercing hum erupted throughout heaven and earth.
With that one strike, the Calamity Level Mysterious Evil, the four-armed demon as great as a deity, was…
cut in two!
Even the Priest of the Bloodbeard People, who witnessed this scene, was staggered.
Indeed, he was strong, considered invincible under mythology as a Six Senses monarch, but at the man in black’s stage, it was utterly impossible to slice a Calamity Level Mysterious Evil in two with just a single slice.
Even if the strike had accumulated untold power.
“Just making contact with the Ghastly Realm recently, with mystery having descended not long ago, a Superhuman Rank warrior of four senses was born on the insignificant Blue Star.”
This alone was shocking to the Bloodbeard Priest.
Such Celestial Grace was considered mythological, meaning that even without the favor of a great being, even if relying solely on his own strength to break through barriers, this man could potentially ascend to Seven Senses!
Stepping into the realm of deities!
Undoubtedly, he was a Child of the World!
Many worlds, even, cannot give birth to a person with such Celestial Grace.
But,
what about the other regions? How did they fail?
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Especially the City of Mist and the City of Waves, where Pukala had arranged a significant amount of power, but as the ritual shattered and backlash ensued, he was no longer able to contact the leaders of his church there.
He no longer wished to contact them.
His heart was filled with rage.
Pukala only wanted to destroy and wreak havoc.
He stood upon the altar, and the yet-to-be-filled bloodlines came alive.
Twisting and emitting Scarlet Light, a crimson beam burst through the castle and pierced the sky in no time.
It connected with the collapsing clouds.
At this moment, as if something had shattered, a mirage appeared in the sunken clouds, like a mirage of a city in the sky.
On the other side of the mirage, there was a huge tribe.
There were Mysterious Evil roaring, and strange humanoid life forms coming and going; in the center of the tribe stood a giant scarlet altar.
Someone was standing upon it.
Suddenly, that person turned their gaze!
Bang—!
The mirage shattered.
The cloud formations, spiralling like a vortex, spread outwards, and the winds and clouds between heaven and earth shifted dramatically.
An extremely terrifying and oppressive aura descended, and around the castle, for tens, hundreds of kilometers, Awakeners sent by the surrounding kingdoms to investigate the situation suddenly couldn’t breathe, feeling as if a mountain was pressing down on their chests.
They were separated by a vast distance, they could see nothing, yet that great terror still loomed heavily over them.
What on earth had happened?!
The teams of Awakeners from various neighboring kingdoms shouted in their hearts.
…
‘Ding!’
‘Alert: Special task information updated.’
‘Crimson Moon Priest: Pukala (Sixfold Awakening)’
‘Status: Ritual backlash, forcibly entering the Blue Star World and sustaining injuries’
…
Inside the castle,
the figure standing upon the altar underwent subtle changes.
The change in appearance was minor, yet the transformation in aura was earth-shattering!
Beneath him, the entire rustic altar had all its blood runes vanished, the altar’s body cracked and broke apart, leaving only a pile of useless rubble.
The Monarch-class powerhouse, Crimson Priest Pukala, also had blood seeping from the corners of his mouth.
But the coldness in his eyes was more intense than ever.
He took a few steps and came out of the castle, his hate-filled gaze falling on the man in black.
He reached out his hand.
From his hand, blood beards sprouted, climbing through the air and spreading relentlessly.
This was the power granted to him by his great master.
A divine technique, Sumeru Sprout!
The blood beards, like fleshy tendrils, clung to the invisible space, and in the blink of an eye, they spread across hundreds, thousands of meters, forming a sky-obscuring giant hand woven from countless tendrils, sweeping toward the man in black.
Black Blade swung his sword to slash.
He pulled out a forty-meter-long blade light, cutting through one blood beard after another, but there were just too many, seemingly endless.
And he was just a Three Senses body.
Not enough strength!
Black Blade slashed as he retreated, but his speed was nowhere near that of the Throne-level Bloodbeard Priest’s furious strike.
The blood beards that kept growing and spreading through space became denser and more numerous, covering the whole night sky above the area.
From a distance,
At the edge of the sky,
The team arriving by helicopter, the experts who flew into the sky by their own ability, or those who climbed mountains to watch from afar—the Awakeners—all felt a chill.
They couldn’t see the tiny figure of Black Blade, but the blood beards that nearly blocked the entire sky were clearly visible even at a great distance.
Fear kept welling up inside them, and it wasn’t something that could be restrained by courage; their entire hearts felt as if they were being gripped.
In an even more distant place,
People like Xing Jing Lei and Yiluo Xi, who were rushing to the final battlefield on a private plane, couldn’t see very clearly, but looking in that direction caused their hearts to palpitate.
There was a great terror ahead.
…
“What kind of enemy is this!”
An Jianyou bit her lip, trying hard not to tremble.
She looked at the mission details.
There, the general situation of the main battlefield ahead and the participating personnel were marked.
There was Instructor Black Blade, the organization’s number one Combat Pet Black Pupil, as well as Roland, Luo Rui, Fan Anyuan, and other Torch warriors.
They were all fighting at the moment.
Right in the middle of a massive crisis.
An Jianyou breathed deeply, squatting down after taking a few breaths to wrap her amplification ability around her mount, the huge strange bird.
“Faster!”
She stared unblinkingly into the distance, a hint of golden light suddenly appearing in her eyes.
Her tense face revealed a relieved smile.
The invisible mountain weighing down on her head at that moment seemed to… suddenly crumbled into pieces.
…
“Perish right here!”
In front of the ancient castle,
the Bloodbeard Priest Pukala finally showed a hint of a smile.
The ritual failed! Falling from heaven to rock bottom, even if he offered up the entire Blue Star, he wouldn’t be able to advance to Seven Senses, and his forced arrival on Blue Star had caused him severe, irrecoverable damage to his core.
But all this, at the moment of personally destroying a potential myth-level freak, could somehow be compensated.
A bit of glee surged in his heart.
The pleasure suddenly froze.
In front of the man in black, specks of light converged to form a figure enveloped in golden light.
In an instant, boundless thunderbolts erupted, and the destructive force punched through the canopy-like network of blood beards in the sky, creating a huge hole.
The remaining destructive force continued to spread and collide with the spreading blood beards, neutralizing each other.
“Leave this to me.”
Amid the golden radiance, Fang You looked into the distance, catching sight of the figure standing before the ancient castle.
Behind him, Black Blade hesitated not the slightest.
He nodded and leapt back, picking up the shrunken Black Pupil as he passed by and full-force engaging the Illusory Void Step, leaving behind a trail of afterimages before disappearing into the night.
Fang You also used the Illusory Void Step, ascending into the sky.
His figure looked minuscule in the encirclement of the dense blood beards,
Yet there was an undeniable and unobscured radiance of golden light blooming!
The light was dazzling, and even though it was covered by the dense blood beards, it still shone through a little, catching the eyes of those in the distance.
It was the light of hope.
“Bring me the staff!”
In the huge hole torn open by the thunderbolts, a blood shadow flew in, quickly approaching Fang You before coming to a sudden halt.
It was a bird with a huge mouth.
A purple Strange Implement, the flesh and blood bird!
It opened its mouth.
Fang You reached out, dispersing his vast Spirit power of 110 points, and instantly Heaven’s Net shot out, fitting snugly onto his right palm.
Next came the Angel’s Tear necklace!
Lastly, the legendary Strange Implement, the Radiant Scepter!
Scepter amplification, activate!
Radiant Domain, open!
Gold light spread, filling the space covered by the endless blood beards with dazzling golden radiance, while blue-purple thunderbolts appeared, instantly covering the sky.
The power of destruction swept away, raising winds and clouds!
Satellite imagery captured the air currents stirring once again, the wind and clouds transforming.
Bloodbeard Priest Pukala’s eyes widened.
Amazement, shock, horror, and dread.
He continued to pour out life force, the Divine Power Sumeru Sprout spreading rapidly, a vast net layer upon layer descending towards the golden figure.
Until not a single thread or sliver of golden light penetrated.
He finally showed a grim smile.
The smile turned rigid in an instant.
A thunderous giant hand tore through the net of flesh, the dazzling thunder as if tearing through a piece of paper, obliterating the dense web of blood beards.
The bright thunder illuminated the stunned face of Priest Pukala.
The giant hand fell.
Thunder rushed to the skies.
The changing clouds were torn apart, and lightning raged, illuminating the night sky brilliantly.
Under the glowing night, countless blood beards withered and turned to ash.
Falling softly.
At the end, there was the fortress, now flattened, emitting wisps of smoke.
