The slashes produced with a casual wave, like a butter knife slicing through cake, cut the ever-expanding mound of earth into several segnts. The shattered rocks, caught in the whirl of air currents, flew everywhere. Just as Pei Yan's vision was montarily blocked, a gust of wind ca from behind.
"Let's see how you avoid my attacks now!" In that brief mont to catch his breath, Lanmalok teleported behind Pei Yan, choosing what he believed was the perfect angle to strike with his sword. In his view, Pei Yan, who spawned limbs out of thin air as a form of attack, would be unable to react flexibly from this angle.
As for the longsword attacking from behind, Pei Yan showed no intention of dodging. Only the sound of chanical tal operations could be heard, and the four tentacles that grew from his back instantly rged into one, slashing towards the sword Lanmalok swung down.
Boom! The long blade and longsword clashed behind him, causing Pei Yan's form to sway slightly. At the sa ti, two figures erged through the continuously collapsing rubble, appearing on Pei Yan's left and right sides. Lanloste, on the left, casually flung a source energy chain, aiming it at Pei Yan's waist. On the other side, Exeter grasped at the fragnted stones in mid-air, forming a massive earthen spike that rushed down towards Pei Yan.
"Space Lock!" Lanmalok, who had been knocked away, rushed up once more, locking the space around Pei Yan to prevent him from teleporting away. He lowered his stance to dodge the rged tentacle from Pei Yan's back, thrusting his sword towards Pei Yan's spine.
The longsword pierced through Pei Yan's chanical body, yet there was not a hint of joy on Lanmalok's face. Watching the vaporized chanical body and the source energy chain that also passed through it, the three who joined forces displayed horrified expressions. However, their attacks could not be stopped. Their strikes missed, almost hitting their own allies. Having no other choice, they forced themselves to halt mid-attack, and all three leapt back simultaneously.
But Pei Yan wouldn't let such a good opportunity pass. Among the three, Exeter, who restrained his power the latest to avoid injuring his companion with the boulder, beca Pei Yan's primary target. His figure reford into a human shape, the chanical tentacles disappearing from his back. With a single wave of his hand, he sent out a source energy line, thinner and more powerful than an energy slash, from his fingertip towards Exeter's neck.
"Sky Fierce Slash!" An angry shout ca from Pei Yan's side, and with it, a sword light imbued with the power of space severed the source energy line that was about to slice Exeter, sending Exeter, now as jumpy as a startled bird, far away.
"Damn it, you're actually from the Demon Race! Have those bastards from the Hell Plane betrayed our alliance? What's happening in this world now?" Lanmalok, who saved his companion with one sword strike, asked Pei Yan, panting heavily.
Pei Yan, who had obtained the purest bloodline of the Demon Race, had already integrated this power with his unique abilities during special training over two months. Now, he no longer needed the cumberso process of reverting to his flesh state for the Demon God Transformation before chanizing. He could enhance his body in the chanical state, and also use various ans of the Demon Race, including vaporizing himself in chanical form.
"Alliance? No, no, no! The Demon Race has not betrayed the alliance. As for whether you have, I wouldn't know!" Pei Yan shook his head and chuckled in response to the question, "Alright, the initial probing from you three is about done. Isn't it ti to show so real skill? I know you have many flashy moves, but spare ! You should know they won't work on , so to save us all so ti, bring out your strongest attack thods directly. I will show you the respect due to the strong, so you may depart without regret."
"Hahaha!" Lanloste and the others didn't bother to refute Pei Yan's arrogance for once, as his strength was enough to allow him such statents. After a bout of laughter, Lanloste stood his longsword upright and said helplessly, "It seems we truly are relics that should have passed away long ago. Who would've thought we'd wake again, only to be so underestimated by a junior, pushed to this extent in order to secure victory for this match and the dignity of the Magic Realm? Let's put aside the knights' honor. Witch!"
With the word "witch" leaving his lips, the three Round Table Knights ford a triangular formation, surrounding Pei Yan at the center, and shouted in unison, "Space Lock!" anwhile, Moira, who had been readying herself at the side, finally exerted her power. After Lanloste's call for an all-out attack, without chanting, she aid her hands at Pei Yan and intoned, "Fire Forbidden Spell: Sixteen-Link teor Technique."
Upon these words, a magic array quickly ford above Pei Yan's head. Watching this familiar scene, Pei Yan couldn't help but chuckle and say, "Moira, do you think the sa trick will work on ?"
Standing her ground, Moira paid no attention to Pei Yan's mockery. Having just executed a forbidden spell, she swiftly flipped her wrists and continued to chant, "Ice Forbidden Spell. Holy Soul Ice Seal Technique."
After finishing the incantation, Moira showed signs of exertion, but she quickly recovered, moving her hands like a blossoming flower until another magic array took shape: "Mixed Forbidden Curse. Great Seal Technique. Eternal Prison!"
In the blink of an eye, three forbidden spells were unleashed in succession, one of which was a mixed forbidden spell combining earth and space elents. To those observing, such a display was nothing short of astonishing. Yet, they had no ti to admire Moira's strength, for all eyes were on Pei Yan, eager to see how he would counter such an attack.
As Moira finished casting the three forbidden spells, Pei Yan felt an icy chill manifest within him, freezing his very soul for a mont. The final forbidden spell, through space-jumping technique, appeared directly beside him, enveloping his body in thick, ever-flowing mud, layer upon layer, even making the nearby space lock stronger and preventing the use of spatial teleportation techniques to escape.
Under the shadow of a colossal black figure, Pei Yan looked up at the first teor about to descend. Even in this passive situation, his eyes showed no trace of panic. He struggled to pull his right arm from the mud, pointing it at the teor above.
Boom! An earth-shattering explosion erupted as the plasma cannon fired from a rift in the sky shattered the first teor into fragnts. As teor pieces rained down everywhere, the second teor followed its designated course.
Pei Yan turned his head to look at Moira, who watched him intently from a distance. Indeed, she had beco stronger over the past six months. Not only did she not need to stay put to continuously chant like Flal did, but the teors also fell at a much faster rate. Yet, such attacks still couldn't defeat him. She should understand this, so what was her trump card?
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