Chapter 1617: 445 Power of the Phase and Star Realm Fish Head_3
All the knuckles on each hand were furiously crossing and striking each other.
For a moment, behind him came a series of teeth-gritting sounds.
Matthew’s eyelids twitched.
This energy was certainly familiar— “Hand sign casting Cluster Spellcasting?”
Before Matthew could identify the spells the Patrol was using,
Wuken’s mouth burst forth with a troll word like thunder: “Collapse!”
In that instant, a force gripped Matthew, pulling him forward two steps, and had the Beholder Sword Saint not helped in time, he might have been dragged even further!
Even the edge of the market area was like this.
Not to mention the inside.
Matthew could clearly see, the ground of the entire market area began to collapse wildly.
The gravity vortices that had been laid out turned into miniature black holes.
Below the Earth, a ring appeared, shining silver at times, emitting black light at others.
All the space above the ring, faced gravity that rapidly climbed to twenty times that of normal!
Thirty times!
Forty times! “Boom, boom, boom…”
At first,
Matthew could hear the roar of buildings collapsing in batches.
As time passed, the sound gradually weakened, almost to the point of inaudibility!
As the Beholder Sword Saint applied more and more pressure at his waist,
Matthew shockingly realized, the gravitational vortex in the area engulfed by the ring was so strong that not even sound could escape!
The sky split!
The earth sunk!
Even the light began to twist slightly.
The scene before him was being increasingly beyond Matthew’s prehension of a battle scene—
Purple lightning, like a spider’s web, constantly filled the upper half of the image.
And from the black holes, numerous hands filled with vortices filled the lower half.
Between heaven and earth, everything was being destroyed.
Only the colossal figures of the two Super Limit Strong People remained!
They seemed like two demon gods, cleansing the world with a destruction like the end of times, a world that desecrated them!
Sound pletely lost its presence at that moment.
Matthew could only hear his own pounding heartbeat.
His eyes gradually dried out, but he dared not blink, causing tears to well up from his tear ducts, blurring his vision.
And at that moment, through the light refracted from his tears, he suddenly saw a familiar figure!
It was a lonely shadow standing atop a high tower.
Around the high tower, all the buildings were collapsing, but the very spot where the shadow stood remained undamaged and safe.
So the image began to abstract.
The sky split further and further, the earth sunk deeper and deeper, and the shadow seemed to fuse with the lone tower beneath its feet.
In this image, they were so incongruous, yet so stubborn.
An unknown wind tousled the figure atop the tower.
Tyraste’s robe fluttered wildly.
At some point, the tower beneath his feet shifted slightly, as if about to fall.
And at that moment, countless dark purple lightning bolts converged into a pillar of light penetrating heaven and earth, merging with the Blood Angel’s long sword and thrusting towards Tyraste’s head!
At the same time, the gigantic vortex hand, merged with numerous black holes, reached up like a demon god ushering in the apocalypse.
As the pillar of light descended, the giant hand enveloped the figure, and then its five fingers rolled towards the center!
At that instant, a calm and posed voice rose from the bottom of everyone’s hearts: “Indeed, a bunch of decrepit old fools.” “All your moves…” “Are full of flaws!”
Matthew only saw the Elf Elder’s silhouette grab the stick tightly, push it upward, then pull it down in an extremely peculiar stance!
A ten-thousand-zhang golden light burst forth from his body.
The high tower beneath his feet also shone bright and splendid under the illumination of the golden light.
That moment, time seemed to freeze.
Then, just like a wind-up clock, everything rushed forward for a dozen seconds!
The nearly solidified image seemed to be framed in a glass picture frame.
Then the glass shattered.
The purple lightning recoiled upwards.
The black giant hand disintegrated into thousands of black light spots.
All the patchy colors that made up the previous scene lost their meaning.
They collapsed ceaselessly.
Instantly, the material space near the lone tower crumbled into dust!
In that inconceivable clash of forces, Matthew saw the Bamboo Leaf Mark atop the two Super Limit Strong People’s heads decrease by more than half at a visible rate! … ‘Hint: Tyraste used the “Law-breaking Sword”!
You sensed the power of the Aspect source!’ … “Law-breaking Sword! It indeed is the Law-breaking Sword!”
Noticing the confusion in Matthew’s eyes, the Beholder Sword Saint took the initiative to explain: “This is a swordsmanship inherited from the Immortal Tribe, capable of Counterspelling any unimaginable extraordinary power.
It is said that originally it was a Stick Technique, created by a renowned Great Druid from the Eastern Continent who was known for his fondness of transforming into an ape.
Many years later, the technique was integrated into the sword ways by the immortals.
However, to master this ability, one must achieve perfect control over the power of the phase…”
Immediately afterwards, the Beholder Sword Saint quickly provided Matthew a crash course on the ‘power of the phase’.
About the power of the phase, the Alliance’s research in this area is still a blank slate.
Matthew had once thought that the phase was just another name for Ether.
It was much later that he realized, the phase and Ether have strong exclusivity.
Spellcasters favored by Ether often cannot sense the existence of the power of the phase, which is why many spellcasters abandon their research and simply declare that the power of the phase does not exist!
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