Crackle!
Perhaps the phenonon of Green’s annihilation fit was too conspicuous, and at this mont, these annihilation fits that had not yet been fully controlled by Green instead served as his guide.
It wasn’t that Green didn’t want to proceed using the hidden thod under the self-sealing explosion of the Robe of Appearances.
On one hand, concealing with the Robe of Appearances would significantly delay Green’s progress. On the other hand, the Robe of Appearances couldn’t and simply couldn’t hide the several kiloters long giant severed limb left by the Four Sovereigns Slash.
The Dominator’s Omnipotent Soul cannot stay outside a living organism for long, or it will automatically dissipate and can only be preserved inside an organism.
With the abundant Omnipotent Soul almost solidified into one mass within this severed limb, it would take Green considerable ti to completely refine and extract it, making the activation of the Robe of Appearances at this mont aningless.
The half-cut severed limb blade arm of thousands of ratios was levitated by repulsion, floating above Green’s head, flashing by in an instant.
However, only half an hourglass’s ti later, above this forest of withered bones, despite Green’s constant elental teleportation with the thunder elent, he was still caught up by a wisp of light elent spirit.
"Hand over the Omnipotent Soul!"
The light elent spirit appeared in the form of a rainbow swordfish, its dazzling, intricately carved scales shining in seven colors, more than half a ter long, with golden light eyes filled with endless longing.
At this mont, the wisp of Omnipotent Soul in Green’s hand represented, in the eyes of all exiles, the key to escaping the eternal, unstoppable, and irreversible digestive predicant of the Dinsional Esophagus, a hope for rebirth.
Unexpectedly, this exile’s speed was so swift, and the six exile avatars did not cause any obstruction or delay, suddenly appearing beside Green, who wasn’t using the Robe of Appearances to escape, which indeed greatly shocked Green.
Gazing at the rainbow fish with his three-colored light eyes, Green said in a low, sinister voice, "You are courting death."
Without stopping, Green continued to charge at the rainbow fish.
This rainbow fish was equally unyielding, or rather, it had been completely consud by the Omnipotent Soul, rendering all else aningless.
As their figures crossed, the three-colored light eyes under Green’s Truth Mask emitted a fierce, cold glint.
The tip of the extre abyss magic staff, where light and darkness converged, was surrounded by arcs of annihilation, and with a wave of Green’s hand ca the apocalyptic might. When the rainbow fish spirit of light burst into Green’s strength ripple shield, it was like falling into a quagmire, its body scales vibrating constantly, with a faint drive towards corporeal disintegration.
At this mont, under the overwhelming power of Green’s extre abyss magic staff, it seed bathed in a sky-covering oppressive force!
With a "puff" sound, the rainbow fish’s body scattered into countless light spots, attempting to dodge in a form similar to the elusive elental carrier of the Trick Crystal Terminator.
Yet Green was far from the small, fifth-level Stigmata Sorcerer who once gazed at the battlefield of the war of civilizations with awe.
With a "buzz," a vast, majestic force of frost swept across, followed by the rippling of the twisted space’s gravity domain, and suddenly, the forest of withered bones was completely covered by a seemingly endless frost.
When the rainbow fish reappeared, its body was already riddled with holes, dull and dim, clearly injured at its source by Green’s overwhelming domain attack.
Nevertheless, this rainbow fish still disregarded everything, charging towards the giant severed limb several kiloters overhead Green, driven only by its most primal desire.
"Hmph!"
A cold snort resounded, abruptly, and atop Green’s head erupted black flas that blotted out the sun, with nine hundred and ninety-nine infernal soul bird heads, each with a neck of ten thousand ters in length, like an unbelievable super giant beast, layers upon layers of eyes gazing down, and the next mont, the heads shot out like lightning, engulfing the rainbow fish of light elent entirely.
"Truly the Dinsional Esophagus, possessing such speed in extraordinary creatures, yet due to its long captivity in the Dinsional Esophagus, it lost hope, and its soul and mind beca chaotic, or it would indeed be troubling."
Muttering to himself, Green glanced back, his expression changing slightly, and continued flying towards the horizon.
...
Seven days later.
Occasionally, one or two Coffin Ascension Challengers or exiles appeared, stumbling along the way, as Green arrived at a crystal wreckage mountain range.
It was clear that this had been a dinsional battlefield of crystal giants once upon a ti.
By now, not only two Coffin Ascension Challengers but also a native creature had appeared, evidently drawn by the Omnipotent Soul contained within the severed limb above Green’s head.
What was even more alarming was that Green’s self-imposed seal explosion had entered a declining phase.
The two Coffin Ascension Challengers, alongside an Ironblood Boar King, its steel-bristled spines emitting wisps of black smoke, its eyes consud by primal violence, bloody fangs resembling two crescent moons, stood upright like so humanoid-beast hybrid, with two skull warhamrs glowing ominously in their eye sockets.
The other Coffin Ascension Challenger was an amalgamation of countless black crystal particles, a chaotic mass seemingly indistinguishable from so storm elent beings but essentially distinct.
This was a will-life ford by countless particulate bodies.
As for the last native life lured by the Omnipotent Soul, it was a spherical fleshy creature like a balloon, its back concealing so life form within a self-sealing state.
"Roar!"
With a roar, Green’s body rapidly expanded, an imposing and vast black fla soaring skyward, exuding an awe-inspiring pressure, surpassing thirty thousand ters in a shadow that opened its wings across the sky, with nine hundred and ninety-nine heads plunging into the gray mist, once again descending to gaze down on these three exiles.
Restricted by the self-sealing technique approaching its end, the nine hundred and ninety-nine bird heads of the Infernal Soul Myriad-Headed Bird roared, each plumting like a falling star, each head several hundred ters in diater, bringing an indescribable sense of oppressive impact in an instant!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...
A great battle was imminent.
No words were needed. Under the might of the nine hundred and ninety-nine heads of the Infernal Soul Myriad-Headed Bird, these slightly sentient, stunned exiles appeared like little boats tossed in a tempestuous sea, drifting with the waves.
...
Huff, huff, huff...
After the self-sealing technique erupted, during the period of weakness, even though with Green’s current profound strength, he would no longer completely lose his combat power as before, he was still truly weakened to the bottom.
"Hmph, co out."
Amidst heavy panting, a cold gleam flashed in Green’s three-colored light eyes, followed by a light stomp of his weak foot.
On the shattered and scarred Skeleton Land, a footprint several dozen ters long spread out from the center where Green stood, cracking outward.
Dark red flas surged and converged, accompanied by the excited, hoarse cackles of "heh heh heh," as if the sche was about to succeed. Poisonous Fla Centipede appeared, its countless densely packed limbs on a ten-ter-long body, overlooking the weakened Green.
"Are you going to make a move on too?"
Green’s weak, hunched figure barely lifted his head, his three-colored eyes staring at the Poisonous Fla Centipede, asking in a deep, weary voice.
"Heh heh, we beca Casket Ascenders so that we could leave this endless dinsional esophagus that devours us!"
Leaning on the extre abyss magic staff, Green barely stood upright, staring straight at the Poisonous Fla Centipede, and in an instant, his imposing aura burst forth.
"You insignificant and pathetic bug, are you sure you dare to make a move on ?"
Green’s contemptuous roar was like the judgnt of divine punishnt. The Poisonous Fla Centipede recoiled in fear, suppressing its silence, and even the poisonous fla burning on its body froze for a mont.
After a while, the Poisonous Fla Centipede continued its triumphant laugh of "heh heh ha ha."
"Oblivion Sorcerer, there’s no need to forcefully pretend anymore. How much strength do you have now? Fifty percent? Forty percent? Or... thirty percent?"
Huff...
Green cald his restless, empty breath, striving to extract the last bit of physical strength from within, without any surplus body bulk or power ripples, simply with an empty body, he began to walk step by step toward the Poisonous Fla Centipede with disdain and contempt.
"You know nothing about strength."
Green’s figure disappeared in the blink of an eye from the rapidly constricting eyes of the Poisonous Fla Centipede.
......
PS: Two updates.
I originally intended to take a leave today, to revise the earlier parts of the public version, organize so materials, and stock up on Chapters. However, with the advent of Lanxi True Spirit Sorcerer in "The Wizard’s Journey" suddenly halting updates on the second day, it felt a little excessive, so I started writing with all my strength before six in the morning and finally caught up with these two Chapters.
Lanxi True Spirit Sorcerer has already condensed the Eternal Omnipotent Soul, being hailed as the number one myth in the current Wizard World, everyone praises and admires! This is history!
"The Journey of the Wizard" has already gained so IP value, currently negotiating with several interested parties, but the birth of Bai Lu seems slightly ti-consuming, having been pushed to June, because of the May leaderboard burst!
Here’s so good news: "tal changes life, Hua Emperor Quantum Technology," do you rember this line?
Yes!
This April, Hua Emperor indeed released a robot, Bai Lu predicted correctly!
Um...
In a bit of a dilemma, Bai Lu is negotiating with Hua Emperor about cooperation and promotion, there might be a chance.
In Bai Lu’s heart, Lanxi is like a Bole, a judge of a thousand-mile horse. To find such a talented and beautiful thousand-mile horse is truly a thrilling magic power of appreciation and affirmation, bestowing such profound favor?
No, Bai Lu is not saying that only the Silver Alliance is Bole, but all alliance hierarchs, all readers who support the godlight attainnt, all who have spent to support "The Journey of the Wizard" with National Qidian Coins, and even those who haven’t spent coins but promote the story tirelessly, are Bole to Bai Lu!
Bai Lu watches his own growth every day, satisfied to tears.
"The Journey of the Wizard," from being unknown with three million words, to a sudden burst after three million words, cannot be separated from the recognition of so many Boles!
In reality, Bai Lu is an idealistic young man with socialist values, humble and ordinary, from a poor family background, with parents divorced since childhood.
Rember last August?
A person who had agreed to be Bai Lu’s girlfriend broke up the day after eting the parents. It was very realistic, and Bai Lu was very hurt at the ti.
That scene was remarkably similar to the beginning of "Battle Through the Heavens."
Today, Bai Lu finally understands the fulfillnt that the protagonist of Tiancan Tudou’s work, "Battle Through the Heavens," felt during his journey to success. Bai Lu is grateful to all of you, for giving him a sense of self-worth.
Bai Lu hopes that soday while walking down the street, he can et that person who once looked down on him and lift his head with a genuine, unfaked smile of ease.
A thousand-mile horse?
A thousand-mile horse locked in a stable is rely a beast of burden, plowing the land, possibly trapped in the stable for a lifeti, unknown, because it has no Bole, only chewing on the farr’s poor grass instead of grains.
Bai Lu is lucky. After two years in the stable, he finally received recognition and affirmation from Boles, welcoming a new Chapter, ready to gallop across the vast plains!
And all this is just one step away, the final leap, and that is the sprint for the May monthly ticket rank!
Accumulating strength over ti, achieving greatness late, building a dam stretching for a thousand miles isn’t achieved in a day, but it requires that final Seismic Sea Stone.
Bai Lu thanks everyone, in the following days, he will strive to prepare, welcoming the horn of May’s charge, gathering this Seismic Sea Stone, and building a thousand-mile dam.
User Comments
0 comments from readers