Capítulo 1460: Chapter 195: When Charging Forward Relentlessly!
A lone rider wielding a single blade, yet it moves like a thousand troops charging forward.
Shura’s eyes were an unprecedented blood-red!
Fierce, resolute, with an imposing presence that made the starry sky tremble.
Leading the way, it charged out in a giant arrowhead spanning over a kiloter, the earth plowed into waves of soil over a hundred ters high.
The silhouette crashed through the air with a roar, its sharpness tearing its way forward.
“Wherever my long blade points, there shall be…”
“No”
“Turning”
“Back!”
The deep voice that shook the starry sky spread across the heavens, Shura’s whole body engulfed in red flas.
The Blood Prison Blade erupted in red lightning in an instant, spanning a hundred ters, collapsing everything in its path.
“Shura——!”
When he heard that deep voice, Mu Fan could no longer hold back the tears that surged uncontrollably.
He roared in sorrow like a beast trapped in a hopeless situation!
Shura had co across the galaxy at the mont he needed it the most.
Now, at this pivotal mont once again, it was about to return to the cosmic ocean.
Born to battle, coming naked, leaving naked.
“You no longer have the power you once had! What will you fight with?”
Sigler’s voice was as cold as a bitter wind.
The Dark Trident swept behind, and when the enormous Pentagram Star Map touched the point of the halberd, it shattered into mist in an instant.
The Dark South Planet wielded its long halberd upside down, crashing out with a circle of sonic boom a hundred ters high.
Instant acceleration speed…
Mach 30!
An ultimate clash of power and speed.
Where the Epoch King Halberd passed, space was completely incinerated, carving a rift thousands of ters long on the planetary surface.
The black rift voraciously swallowed everything around it.
“That weapon can cut through space barriers with just a casual swing; it’s already far beyond the Ghost Ghost King of old!”
Major General Olden of the Federation murmured to himself.
When power reaches such heights, even the feeling of looking up at it does not arise.
Instead, his heart entertained a peculiar thought, which was…
[Iris Family, Young Master Sigler… It should be like this.]
Thousands of ters of distance for the two approaching Demon God Machines… were traversed in a breath!
The Blood Prison Blade, accompanied by lightning, clashed with the Epoch King Halberd.
It was as if planets were colliding.
At this mont, everyone watching the battlefield had their mouths agape.
The scene capable of destroying a planet with one strike wasn’t sothing that could be witnessed often.
As the large and small silhouettes overlapped, they were completely obscured by the black and red cloud that spread out.
A spherical shockwave spread recklessly in all directions.
The hard ground beneath the two chas instantly collapsed into a massive crater.
Mu Fan’s roar had not fully retracted when the shockwave was already upon him.
A white, twisted beam of light fell upon Mu Fan at the critical mont.
His body was rendered semi-transparent in an instant.
The white Lightning in the distant sky abruptly changed the direction of its cannon.
Buzz—
Before the shockwave swallowed him, Mu Fan was teleported a thousand ters away in an instant.
The Lightning, having accomplished this, did not have ti to teleport itself and was instantly flung toward the sky.
White Hair held the buckle beside him tightly amidst the violent tumbling.
“Ha… hah, I saved him.”
Bang!
With a loud crash.
The Lightning collided into a mountainside, and White Hair felt as if all his bones had been shattered, vomiting a mouthful of blood from the intense impact.
“You wretch, how are you doing! Quickly answer !”
The Fatty’s voice rang out urgently.
“Call handso… I’m not dead yet… Go protect Mu Fan quickly.”
White Hair replied weakly, using all his strength to send the teleport coordinates to the Fatty’s cha.
The Fury, which had just gotten up from the ground, sprinted towards the coordinates as soon as it received the information.
In the brief spare mont, the Fatty glanced back at the battlefield.
At this mont, smoke was rising into the air, revealing the large and small chas at the core of the battle.
The seventy-ter-tall giant trident was firmly held against a saber less than five ters long.
The Dark South Planet exerted force with both hands, trying to cleave the long halberd down, but was forced to remain in a stalemate.
The small cha body of Shura erupted with power that far exceeded its size.
“He’s not driving the cha… who are you!!”
“Is there any aning in futile struggles!”
The sovereign and cold eyes of South Planet looked down like a king.
Inside the cockpit, Sigler, covered in black blood lines, with a terrifying expression, was well aware that Mu Fan had never entered the cha.
Yet this cha continued to battle with him.
Then…
Was the battle on the Capital Star an illusion?
Was the chanical Master at that ti not Mu Fan!?
But the thought only flashed by.
Because regardless of who was piloting, it was pointless.
In his gaze, he could clearly see debris continuously rising from the cha’s body…
The cha that had stunned half the galaxy was vanishing piece by piece!
Thus, the Demon God Asura, fighting against him, was wagering its life.
This feeling made him feel as if he drank a bottle of ice water in intense heat, profoundly refreshing!
The euphoria of overpowering strength…
Was intoxicating.
“Heh heh…”
Sigler laughed with a bit of a deranged undertone.
“My na is…”
Shura’s body began to tremble.
The four blood-red flas behind it also started to destabilize.
Withstanding this one slash from the Epoch King Halberd…
Had already drained it completely.
Yet, Shura did not give up even a tiny bit.
Those sinister blood-red eyes beneath the face armor lifted.
The harsh, deep voice carried its usual icy pride —
“A-Ka-Shura!”
Boom!
Its back armor exploded, and Shura actually pushed forward by another centiter.
Perhaps that centiter, or maybe that audacious stance, completely enraged Sigler.
“Die!”
The huge pentagram shadow appeared underfoot, astonishingly enveloping both Shura and himself within.
Black Fla surged along the long halberd, enveloping the giant Demon God Machine’s entire body, its imposing arms pressing down heavily.
Boom!
A nearly hundred-ter wide pillar of Black Fla soared into the sky, piercing through the atmosphere and extending straight into the universe.
Everyone’s eardrums thudded heavily.
A residual shadow burst through the Black Fla in an instant, flying across the sky.
After several rolls, the long blade pierced into the ground, plowing through the earth nearly a kiloter before finally stopping.
At this mont, there was not a single intact part left of Shura’s body…
The tattered appearance was far worse than when it first appeared.
The body remained motionless…
Leaning on the blade with one hand, just like a warrior who died in the final battle.
The giant Black Fla pillar dispersed.
The enormous Dark South Planet walked out, carrying its long halberd, its eyes fixed nacingly on Shura’s position.
A deep cut was left on the halberd shaft of the Epoch King Halberd…
Red and black intertwined continuously, preventing the weapon’s self-repair.
“You… are nothing more.”
Sigler’s mocking voice sounded.
Like one risen from the dead, Shura abruptly lifted its head, eyes blood-red, and the sound of a crisp fracture echoed in the world.
Bam!
The blood-red long blade supporting its body…
Suddenly shattered into pieces.
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PS: The second update will be published around 1:15. I want to write this part in detail, so please bear with .
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