Capítulo 1337: Chapter 72: Nesis!
At this mont, Alfonso was furious at his own shock and cowardice just now.
This lowest level of blue Ghost Energy couldn’t even power a single-ard Photon Blade and still needed the aid of other weapons.
And this could be called a Holy Hall Knight?
He almost got bluffed by this guy!
There are pitifully few of the Immortal Divine Race, how could this guy be the real deal!
The glory of slaying an Immortal Divine Race, the accumulated generations of hatred drove Alfonso’s mind into complete frenzy.
He wanted to cut off that head!
And then kneel and present it to Prince Ambrose.
The reputation of the Ambrose family in the Forest Domain would spread even wider!
He, Alfonso, would be forever engraved in the family’s Warrior Hall of Fa.
…
Lowest level fanaticism, Holy Hall?!
The other party’s words had already far exceeded Mu Fan’s understanding of himself.
Ever since his teacher Mohandas fell into slumber, everything about the Holy Hall he learned was through exploration.
But even if he’s unclear about the rankings within the Holy Hall.
He still believed that he…
Was definitely not at the lowest level!
Mohandas, who never lost a single battle in his life, was the strongest Samurai he had ever seen!
And as his disciple, how could he disgrace his master’s na.
“Ghostly Domain, Forest Domain… there must be another one… damn it, all the data about that old Mohandas bastard is gone in the database!” Black roared furiously in his ears, now Black was a bit out of control, it could actually hear information about its holand.
Mu Fan’s eyes lifted coldly, the intense Energy in the Dragon Core… growing hotter!
Hotter and hotter!
The Ghost Energy in his heart beca violent in that instant, surging more vigorously than ever before through his entire body.
A cold voice emanated from behind the Face Armor:
“Do you think I’m provoking you?”
Ghost Energy instantly filled his entire body, the six severed Energy braids behind his head suddenly rotated and spread out, dancing wildly like they were alive!
Mu Fan stepped forward, every joint in his body simultaneously lit up with a ghostly blue light!
“I said I would kill you.”
“Today, whether you live or die, you will die!”
That voice was powerful and domineering!
Everyone in the plaza felt their hearts skip a beat.
Lu Qingxue’s icy eyes sparkled, her pupils reflected only one figure, that was the only warm back that walked into her heart!
Ever since Mu Fan appeared, she finally could lay down the burden on her shoulders.
She believed in him, and he believed in her, their hearts were connected, just like at first eting.
As his foot landed, the Dragon Rider War Armor trembled until it blurred.
In the next second!
Every mber of the Snow Clan gaped in astonishnt.
That figure glowing in ghostly blue split into four!
Four figures, each with identical expressions!
Wielding the sa Curved Light Scythe Blade, bodies simultaneously leaning forward, taking a second step together.
The air around the four figures instantly twisted and turned… transparent!
Just like that, with a cold and eerie silence, they disappeared from everyone’s sight.
Vanished from all perceptions.
Only four distorted, transparent outlines flashing through the air… in the blink of an eye!
No one saw, when the figures split into four and vanished, Alfonso’s eyes, which were previously filled with fanaticism, suddenly widened.
Wrong—
The Fanatic Holy Hall couldn’t possibly bend light!
Those who can manipulate light and achieve such ans…
Instantly, a legend passed down through generations in the Forest Domain flashed through his mind… there exists a Warrior in the star domain, born able to bend light… their glorious battle achievents enough to rival a star… yet none have seen their trace…
Could it be them?
Impossible!
Under imnse terror, aquamarine crystals spread over Alfonso’s arms, engulfing the entire War Axe.
[Jade Crystal Enhancent—Fierce Slash!]
Once the War Axe lands, everything within twenty ters in front… will be annihilated!
Facing a mortal enemy, Alfonso, already in a state of frenzied battle, had long discarded every other concern.
“Die!—”
A massive sonic wave coupled with an endless ntal assault surged in all directions, causing the Snow Clan people within fifty ters nearby to collapse in agony.
But a burst of ghostly blue light again flashed before him, a twisted ripple suddenly sprung from in front of the War Axe.
The damned Dark Gold Short Stick carrying two Ghost Blades suddenly collided with the gigantic War Axe!
Amid a burst of green light, Alfonso’s massive War Axe unexpectedly cracked open with a fissure.
The first twisted outline simultaneously shattered.
But the second transparent ripple flashed out, the second Curved Light Scythe Blade angled and collided with the War Axe.
Followed by the third!
A dark golden figure erged—fourth one!
In less than a tenth of a second, these four figures overlapped at one point simultaneously.
Four surprise slashes instantly rged into one!
Boom!
The newly erged crack instantly extended straight towards the axe’s back.
The ghostly blue light blade silently passed over the axe’s back, drawing closer under Alfonso’s furious gaze!
“No!—”
The hulking figure gripped what remained of the axe handle and suddenly thrust upward, his entire body surrounded by a burst of green light, accelerating to fly backward.
Yet at that mont, those ghostly blue eyes t his chillingly in the air, and Mu Fan’s left hand suddenly released.
The Curved Light Scythe Blade, still spinning, hovered in mid-air, a circle of visible blue light patterns spreading rapidly from his waist to his feet.
A heavy stomp.
The ground beneath his feet trembled into a blur, light waves scattering in every direction.
A feedback force beyond human limits transmitted back from his feet.
Mu Fan’s figure—
vanished instantly!
[Six Forms—Charging Step!]
This was the ultimate legacy of Mohandas’s lifeti of fighting.
“Where is he!?” Alfonso’s head snapped up.
“I am… here.” The voice, cold as a forest, ca from the side, and Alfonso quickly turned with fury and dread to et a pair of ice-blue eyes.
The dark golden figure bathed in ghostly light was now fixed in mid-air, right arm drawn back like a bow, with the ghost-blue fist armor glowing brightly.
Releasing the string.
The right fist shot through the air instantaneously, disappearing from sight.
Like a cannon firing at less than half a ter distance!
The fist broke through space and ti, pounding heavily against Alfonso’s chest.
Crack!
Amidst the sound, neither the armor nor the bones fractured instantly.
The bi-crystallized armor, under the weight of the Dragon Rider War Armor’s heavy fist, shattered like paper.
Alfonso, as if hit by a freight train, bent his three-ter-tall body like a large shrimp, plumting straight into the altar.
Boom!
The body crashed through the side wall, with a deep pit blossoming vertically on the ground.
This ti, a corner of the Cosmos Altar, from the ground to the platform ten ters up… collapsed with a boom.
Mu Fan leaned forward and landed, his left hand at his side, the rotating Curved Light Scythe Blade landing perfectly in his palm. He raised his head grimly, his hair bun behind trailing silently to form a high ponytail!
Mysterious, magnificent, violent, powerful.
This is the Dragon Rider.
He did not pursue, as he felt the Dragon Rider War Armor’s anomaly.
He sensed that after that punch, the Ghost Energy within him was almost rampaging.
What… is this?
His right fist slowly withdrew before his eyes, a layer of jade-like fractured dust adhering to the dark gold armor, dissolving bit by bit, then accompanied by a bone-chilling cold flowing into his veins, reversing into his heart!
For the first ti, Mu Fan felt the Ghost Energy’s longing!
He coldly looked at the deep hole Alfonso had made, a light in his eyes akin to the hunger of a predator during a hunt briefly flickering.
That was… hunger.
This ti, including Lu Hua, the Seven Elders were collectively stunned.
With trembling lips, in disbelieving glances… they conveyed the sa aning.
This is soone even lower than the lowest…?
How could this enemy not be deadly but a complete predator!
“Lord, Lord Alfonso…”
The Great Clan Elder Lu Hua kept silent, as another elder, trembling, ran towards the altar amidst the swirling dust and smoke, his heart filled with terror and helplessness.
The mighty Divine Envoy, laid so low by a single strike.
Poof!
A spray of green blood mist burst from the dust, and the massive body staggered out of the deep hole.
“Your neural cords are severed… you’ve abandoned your race’s glory… you’re not the Fanatic Samurai, you’re not the Immortal Divine Race… you’re the shadow of the Ghostly Domain…”
“Dark, Holy Hall!”
“But you’re far from powerful, your body isn’t nearly as sturdy! Why… who exactly… are you! Ah!!”
The staggering figure erged entirely from the smoke.
Alfonso, with a chest nearly collapsed in, where the triangular erald stone was now covered in cracks.
The once arrogant Divine Envoy, with blood flowing tragically from the corner of his mouth, could no longer support himself after taking two steps, collapsing with a crash to the ground.
Alfonso let out a tragic yet ferocious and unwilling roar!
All he had depended on—the jade stone energy that allowed him to rampage across the universe—under the Ghost Energy of the Dark Holy Hall…
Was so utterly vulnerable.
That sudden ferocious punch from the shadows cracked the jade stone’s corner, shattered his chest, and severed the tendril behind his head connected to the Forest Domain.
He must transmit the information back before another tendril dissolves.
Here lies…
the Dark Holy Hall!
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