254: Chapter 74: The Dazzling Display of Brilliant Attacks (Middle) 254: Chapter 74: The Dazzling Display of Brilliant Attacks (Middle) Around every part of its body, magical elements as tangible as the corporeal formed without the need for any incantations, a pale purple elemental shield had already appeared around it.
Ma Liang raised his head, gazed at the Silver Dragon in the sky, and with his arms outstretched upward, he shouted loudly, “Silver Dragon, my soul, I mand you as the summoner, Sacrificial Skill.”
Another resonant dragon cry sounded, but this time it was no longer clear and piercing, instead carrying a hint of mournfulness.
The Silver Dragon stretched its wings as wide as possible once again, with clusters of elemental flames bursting forth from its body, forming a six-colored aura, turning into the most dazzling flames.
Summoning mages attack their opponents by summoning and controlling powerful Magical Beasts.
At this moment, Ma Liang’s plexion looked extremely ghastly.
Although his strength had reached the rank of Green, it was still not enough for the summoned Silver Dragon to unleash an attack rivaling a Forbidden Curse.
He was well aware that with the defensive power of the War Behemoth Glacis, allowing the Silver Dragon to attack freely would hardly have any effect.
That’s why he chose to sacrifice—to sacrifice the Silver Dragon itself, as well as the Five Silver Dragon Weapons, condensing all their power into one, and unleashing it through sacrifice.
If every mage has a last resort, then the Silver Dragon’s Sacrificial Skill was undoubtedly Ma Liang’s ultimate move, an ultimate move that came with a tremendous cost.
As the Silver Dragon released the brilliant radiance, Sura, who had just been saved by Chang Hao using the staff of Shifting Stars, rushed out once again not far from Ma Liang, seemingly oblivious to the torn flesh on his palms, clutching the Angel’s Sigh firmly in his hands, his body being even more ethereal as he watched Zi’s massive body being pushed back by the War Behemoth Glacis, and a prolonged and pleasing chant quietly arose from his mouth.
Ma Liang’s spiritual power was all focused on the Silver Dragon, while Chang Hao watched the situation in the arena nervously, ready to e to the rescue at any moment.
Suddenly, hearing the chant from Sura’s mouth, he couldn’t help but look in surprise towards Sura’s delicate figure because he found it was not so much a human voice as it was a very special spell.
It sounded like the calls of a Hundred Spirit Birds, bringing with it a heavenly beauty.
Yet within this beauty, there was an aura of stern killing intent.
Shrouds of black mist, taking the form of ribbons, spread from behind Sura, expanding to a length of ten meters in the blink of an eye, waving behind him like numerous thick tentacles.
Amazingly, the wounds on Sura’s hands healed miraculously under the cover of that black mist.
Even more bizarre was that Sura’s eyes, including the scleras, had now turned pletely black.
The chanting abruptly became piercing, as if under immense pain, and Sura suddenly raised his head, his body being even more transparent in an instant, uncertain whether it was the effect of the Eternal Substitute Puppet or the black energy he expelled himself.
Chang Hao gazed at Sura with a somewhat dull look.
As a Spatial Mage, he was well-travelled and knowledgeable, yet he could clearly sense that the power Sura was using did not belong to any known magic, that black energy was not a condensation of the Dark Element; instead, it seemed like a special substance with a breath of life.
It was also not Douqi, and the energy aura Sura released seemed to defy the rules of the Rainbow; the Green rank Douqi was nowhere to be seen, pletely transformed into pure black.
Even though the voice became sharp, it was still beautifully melodious, and even the sound of Haiyang’s Green rank Ancient Zither’s Golden Arms, Iron Horse was overshadowed by Sura’s piercing melodious chanting.
Suddenly, the countless black ribbon-like energies converged instantly, and a pair of immensely huge wings spread out from Sura’s back, but he did not take to flight; his entire body was enveloped within the black energy, and the aura emanating from him utterly disappeared at that moment.
Lying on Glacis’s back, Ye Yinzhu did not cease his actions.
He continuously tried to inflict damage on Glacis at the same spot with the Sword of Nox in his hand, especially as he saw Zi’s hands, which were holding onto Glacis’s horn, beginning to loosen gradually, his heart could not help but rush with urgency.
He knew that once Zi was thrown off by Glacis, they would truly have no power to fight back.
Madness, what is madness?
Everything unfolding before his eyes was true madness.
Ye Yinzhu took a deep breath, took out his Cascade Pearl Beads Zither, and adhered himself firmly to Glacis’s back using Zhu Douqi, starting to play his ancient zither right atop the rank Ten Divine Beast.
When he played, it was still his strongest song, “High Mountains Flowing Water,” but this time, only two people could hear his playing: one was Zi, the other was the War Behemoth Glacis.
Silent playing, one of the highest secret techniques of the Zither Sect, focuses on the target at the center, playing the zither strings entirely through spiritual power and then transmitting directly to resonate with the opponent’s heartstrings, causing the zither music to rise within the opponent’s heart, producing an inparable effect.
However, to move the opponent’s heartstrings, the performer must first unite his own heartstrings with the opponent’s and the zither strings as one, and secondly, once the zither music is played, the consumption of spiritual power is more than three times the normal playing, and because of the vast expenditure of spiritual power, the attack target is reduced.
At the moment, Ye Yinzhu had to sit on the back of Glacis, utilizing the strongest secret technique of his Zither Sect to restrain Glacis in order to better assist Zi.
Weakening and enhancing, he played the “High Mountains Flowing Water” song to its peak power.
Roar—
As the heartstrings were touched, Zi’s momentum surged once again; the Amethyst Armor covering his entire body erupted in a burst of dazzling halos, being even more substantial, while his hands, which were about to let go, tightened their grip once more.
The weakening made War Behemoth Glacis instantly realize that his spiritual power defense was actually not inferior to his physical defense.
But at that moment, he distinctly discovered that his own spiritual power, along with the unique melody echoing in his mind, was gently pulsating.
Amidst this pulsation, a sense of fatigue began to emerge, making his steps increasingly heavy, and the horn on his head that was grasped by the Amethyst Behemoth seemed to grow weaker as well.
A rank Ten Divine Beast was, after all, a rank Ten Divine Beast.
In the first instance, War Behemoth Glacis reacted, understanding that Zi had pletely exhausted his own strength to just barely restrict him.
With his strength that was far from fully grown, he was still no match for him.
At this moment, what Glacis felt threatened by was neither the Silver Dragon shimmering with dazzling light in the sky nor the Amethyst Behemoth in front of him, but rather the strange zither music that suddenly rushed into his heart, affecting his spiritual imprint.
For him, “High Mountain Flowing Water” was the source of the strangeness.
Therefore, he decided not to waste any more time.
Boom—
Glacis’s charging body suddenly halted, giving Zi the impression that he had exerted force incorrectly, and his body immediately bumped into Glacis’s large head.
Following that, Glacis’s forelegs were abruptly lifted off the ground, raised three meters before forcefully ing back down.
Once again, the ground boiled over; but this time, the force of the War Trample was directed vertically downward.
With a thunderous crash, Glacis’s forelegs as if pierced through the earth itself, a deep chasm instantly split open on the ground, and under the reaction force, his upper body rose sharply, pletely lifting Zi’s body into the air.
Even Ye Yinzhu, who was playing the zither and adhering to Glacis’s body using Douqi, faltered in his music due to the intense shock.
Dazzling white light shone from Glacis’s horn, and his almost upright body seemed to have gathered infinite energy.
As a circle of white halo released from the horn, the thick Amethyst Armor covering Zi’s arms instantly shattered into powder.
As Glacis’s upper body fell and once again shook the ground, he finally could no longer hold onto the horn, and was violently thrown forward, crashing into the ground, raising a deep and tragic trench.
Zi’s body also rapidly shrank, as all his strength had reached depletion.
“Sacrifice—”
Zi’s body was flung away, and the Silver Dragon in the sky finally pleted all the preludes to the Sacrificial Skill.
The originally solid dazzling silver scales turned entirely into an energy form.
Enshrouded in a six-color halo, the silver giant dragon traced a beautiful arc, made an elegant turn in the sky, flew close to the ground, and charged towards Glacis head-on.
Meanwhile, Sura’s body, pletely covered by black mist with a pair of black wings on her back, soared high, and with a clear cry, she suddenly flew above the Silver Dragon.
Vaguely, a curse-filled breath emitted from the tip of her dark figure, one black, one silver, one dim, one dazzling, maintaining a perfectly balanced stance, they charged towards War Behemoth Glacis’s large head.
Roar—, Glacis sensed the threat.
The super magic released at the cost of sacrificing the Six Silver Dragon Weapons could even pare to the Double Forbidden Curse cast by An Qi.
After all, it was an attack effect produced by the sacrifice of a set of supreme treasures nearly equal to Divine Artifacts.
The black mist that Sura had transformed into, however, due to its lack of any strong aura, made Glacis even more hesitant.
Another ring of milky white halo emitted from the horn, the previous milky white light had not affected Ye Yinzhu because it was released in a standing position, but this time, Ye Yinzhu, who was clinging to Glacis’s back, also became an object of cleansing.
Both hands, eight fingers—bloodstains had already appeared on the skin, the consequence of silently playing “High Mountain Flowing Water.” Not only that, but at this moment Ye Yinzhu realized that his body was suddenly held tightly by a special force emitted from Glacis’s back, making it impossible for him to leave even if he wanted to now.
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