At this mont Max's face had turned completely solemn.
Between the instant the giant sword of black flas collided with the incoming beam of golden light and the present mont where the golden sword was pressed between his hands, several things had happened in rapid succession.
The entire sequence had unfolded so quickly that even with his heightened perception through the Dinsional Sovereign Body, Max had barely managed to react.
The first event was the sudden appearance of his mother.
The mont the explosion between the golden beam and his black flaming sword erupted, the battlefield had been consud by a violent storm of black flas and golden light. The clash had distorted the air and shattered the ground beneath them, creating a chaotic veil of energy that obscured everything within it.
Yet she had moved through that explosion as though it were nothing.
Through the raging storm of energy, her figure flashed forward clad in armor ford from pure golden light. The armor radiated a sacred brilliance that pushed aside the surrounding flas as she advanced. In her hand she carried the golden sword that shone with terrifying sharpness.
She had cut directly through the explosion itself.
When Max sensed her presence approaching through the chaos, he had not felt imdiate alarm. After all, he was still protected by the Black Tortoise Divine Beast ford from his black flas.
That manifestation represented the defensive aspect of the Four Divine Beasts inheritance and had already proven capable of blocking the rain of golden swords earlier.
Max had been prepared to react the mont she appeared.
His mind had already begun forming the next manifestation of his black flas. He had intended to release another transformation from the Four Divine Beasts Manifestation inheritance and counterattack the mont she stepped within range.
But sothing happened in that brief instant that completely shocked him.
As she erged from the fading explosion, her golden sword descended.
The blade moved with terrifying precision.
When the sword struck the Black Tortoise Divine Beast, the massive flaming construct that had previously withstood countless attacks was split apart instantly. The golden blade cut through the thick shell of black flas as though it were slicing through ordinary air.
The enormous tortoise ford from Max's flas was cleaved cleanly into two halves.
Even the black flas themselves were divided by that single strike.
The mont the shell of the divine beast collapsed, Max's heart trembled with alarm. Before he could fully process what had just happened, his mother's sword moved again.
Her second strike followed imdiately.
The golden blade swept through the battlefield and unleashed a wave of radiant power that scattered the remaining black flas. The dark fire that had surrounded Max monts ago was blown away by the force of her sword, leaving him suddenly exposed.
Seeing the golden blade rushing toward him with unstoppable montum, Max had no ti to summon another defense.
In that split second he reacted instinctively.
He brought both of his hands together and caught the sword directly between his palms. The powerful force behind the blade pushed him backward slightly as the edge of the sword stopped just before reaching his chest.
Now he stood there holding the golden sword between his hands while his mother stood beside him in her shining armor.
"You are also physically very strong," his mother said at that mont as she looked at Max with clear surprise in her eyes. Her golden sword was pressed firmly between his two bare hands, yet despite the imnse force she had placed behind the strike, the blade had not advanced any further.
The strength he displayed by blocking the sword with nothing but his hands was sothing she had not expected.
Max, however, paid little attention to her words.
"What I want to know is sothing else," he said with a serious expression. "How did your golden sword cut through the Black Tortoise I ford from my black flas so easily? It even blew away my black flas completely."
His question carried genuine confusion. The black flas had always been one of the most dominant powers he possessed.
Ever since he got his bloodline, the flas had devoured and suppressed almost everything they ca into contact with. Seeing them split apart and scattered so effortlessly had shaken his understanding of their power.
His mother smiled faintly after hearing his question.
"I am a princess of the Elven race," she explained calmly. "My bloodline is not ordinary. The light constructs created through my Heavenly Luminance Sacred Bloodline possess the ability to suppress and nullify most dark elental constructs."
She gestured slightly with the golden sword as she continued speaking.
"That includes abilities like the black fla constructs you just used or even the black flas themselves."
Her tone remained relaxed as she elaborated further.
"You should know the principle that light suppresses darkness. It is the sa concept here. My bloodline amplifies that natural suppression. When my light constructs co into contact with dark elental abilities, they naturally break them apart."
Max frowned slightly as he listened to her explanation.
He had not expected the situation to be like this.
Since the mont he had found his bloodline and gained control over the black flas, they had always been an unstoppable force in battle. Those flas devoured energy, destroyed techniques, and overwheld most forms of defense. In every encounter they had proven themselves to be nearly impossible to suppress.
Yet now he had witnessed sothing completely different.
The golden light born from his mother's bloodline had split through his black flas as though they were nothing more than ordinary fire.
The realization made Max understand sothing important.
The Divine Realm was far more vast and complex than he had imagined. There were countless bloodlines, countless inheritances, and countless powers scattered across its endless territories.
There would always exist sothing capable of countering another power.
'I need to evolve my bloodline to the highest tier as soon as possible,' Max thought as determination appeared in his eyes.
The urge to strengthen his bloodline suddenly beca far more urgent in his heart. Seeing that his black flas were not truly invincible had awakened a deeper sense of resolve within him.
If there were powers capable of suppressing his flas now, then he would simply raise his bloodline to a level where nothing in the Divine Realm could easily suppress it again.
User Comments
0 comments from readers