In the underground cellar, Zhu Hanyi and his group suddenly felt dizzy, as a crimson light swirled before their eyes, gradually gathering into a crimson light screen projecting the scene above the external sky.
"That’s... Brother Ran and Sister Qiangwei!"
"What’s going on?"
"Is it the [Profound Light Mirror] that appeared during the last press conference? It doesn’t quite feel like it..."
"No! This should be the technique of the ’deity’ from the Blood Mist Star. Although there’s no evidence, my Sixth Sense has always been accurate, never wrong since I can rember!"
"That’s true. Perhaps due to my superpower, I’m very sensitive to the subtle differences in energy attributes. This projection gives a feeling similar to that fleeting glimpse of ultra-high quality special energy we sensed during our slaughter and plundering of the Red-Skinned Alcoholic’s essence!"
After quickly exchanging opinions, everyone kept their eyes fixed on the crimson light screen without saying another word.
Because...
In the light screen, apart from Ma Ran and Su Qiangwei, a third humanoid figure appeared.
The appearance of the opponent, aside from the cone blade attached to the end of the spine, was almost identical to Ma Ran.
Even so, everyone could clearly distinguish the differences between it and Ma Ran.
The aura was drastically different!
No matter when or where, Ma Ran always maintained a calm, composed deanor, completely unfazed by the collapsing sky.
anwhile, the newly appeared life form exuded a bloodthirsty, murderous aura.
The opponent erged directly behind Ma Ran and Su Qiangwei, holding a blood-red straight blade Tang blade in both hands.
Other than the color, the blade’s design was almost identical to Ma Ran’s Tang blade, its sharp gleam piercing even through the projection, making Zhu Hanyi and the others feel as if their eyes had been cut.
At that mont, 98725 connected their spiritual power, synchronizing the Earthling group’s minds to the sa frequency and temporarily accelerating it by dozens of tis.
"It’s the native deity of the Blood Mist Star!"
"Damn it! Move quickly, go support them!"
"There’s no ti."
"Our strength is too weak, going over would just be a burden. It’s better to think about where we can be of help."
"98725, did you send the ssage to Brother Ran and Sister Qiangwei?"
On-site ntal interaction was a newly evolved trait of 98725 from the Dream Race’s fourth innate divine technique.
Originally, 98725’s fourth divine technique was to release Nightmare Dust, manipulating the dreams of intelligent beings on a large scale. After evolution, it derived a technique called [Spiritual Link: Battlefield Communication].
To so extent, 98725’s new evolution was an enhanced version of the Blazing Rock Funeralist Zhou Yu’s superpower [Electric Fire Stone].
However, the energy consumption for this ability was substantial, and it would almost never use it unless critical.
Upon hearing everyone’s words, the Little Walnut floating in the cellar squird: "That Second Generation God of Slaughter is very cunning, the live stream we’re seeing is delayed."
Wu Di nervously gripped the Black Tassel Long Spear, not bothering to figure out why the enemy was so redundant, instinctively asking, "Then... Brother Ran and Sister Qiangwei, are they alright now?"
The cellar suddenly shook, a bit of sand and soil fell on 98725.
It shook itself: "I don’t know either, the signal is jamd!"
The combat power and realm of those present were far too inferior compared to the Second Generation God of Slaughter, unable to offer any help.
Their value as bait hadn’t materialized; the greatest significance of this journey, aside from their growth in strength, was to assist 98725 in spreading faith for the "Ga Main God Xuan," undermining the Second Generation God of Slaughter.
Thus...
Everyone could only suppress their frustration and continue watching the delayed live broadcast.
Under the gaze of the Earthling team, in the crimson projection, the figure whose form was almost identical to Ma Ran appeared imdiately, clenching the blood-red Tang blade and launching an attack.
Not a word wasted.
No superfluous movents existed.
The assault technique used by the Second Generation God of Slaughter was ticulously honed, natural, and fluid, as if rehearsed countless tis.
This strike seed to concentrate all its essence, qi, and spirit!
It had restrained itself for over a month, well-prepared, never attacking the Earth traveling team until this mont!
"Blade of the Slayer of All!"
"Dark Annihilation!"
The technique’s na was grandiose, and its execution was, indeed, overwhelming, with re aftershocks splitting open the crimson clouds in the sky, etching a crescent-shaped scarlet sword mark into the sky.
However...
This almost inevitable move failed to achieve its intended effect.
Clang!
Eardrum-shattering tal screech resonated across heaven and earth!
In an instant, Ma Ran, holding the purplish-red Tang blade inverted in his left hand, casually blocked the Second Generation God of Slaughter’s attack with a backhand block. Su Qiangwei, standing beside him, instantly deployed a golden-blue protective domain field as a second layer of defense.
Though knocked back hundreds of ters by the assault, Ma Ran remained uninjured.
His deanor stayed as composed as usual, as if he had anticipated the opponent’s moves all along.
...
"Impressive!"
In Ma Ran’s eyes, an individual with a striking resemblance to Su Qiangwei was standing at a distance, holding a blood-red Tang blade.
The opponent seed not inclined to pursue further and simply stood still: "You are the strongest gifted individual I’ve seen in my thousands of years of life!"
"Perseverance, talent, faith, quick decision-making, adaptability, soul strength..."
"In comprehensive endownt, I am willing to call you the strongest!"
At this point, as the Second Generation God of Slaughter, Ti Sheng felt sowhat uneasy.
He had spent hundreds of years ticulously pondering the "Ultimate Killing Move" preserved in the Slaughter Divine Fragnt.
Exhaustingly deliberating, sleepless nights led him to unravel its mysteries, and through suitable tweaks, he ensured the technique perfectly matched his abilities, unleashing power comparable to its creator!
However, this move bore no fruit!
The Earthling before him, despite being as strong as predicted, was enough to startle him!
Suddenly, a crisp and lodious girl’s voice reached Ti Sheng’s ears.
"Blade of the Slayer of All · Dark Annihilation? Such a grandiose na for a move..."
"But this move seems familiar to ."
"Oh, I rember!"
Following the voice, Ti Sheng found Su Qiangwei gently clenching her right hand and lightly hitting her left palm: "Isn’t this the basic attack Ma Ran used before?"
Saying this, the girl’s expression turned complex, looking at Ti Sheng with slight contempt, she murmured: "Your bootleg ability and naming skills..."
"Not weak."
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