Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 456 - 163: Descent of the Evil God! Injured! System, Add Points! (10,000-word Mega - , Subscribe Please)_5
The Nanjun County Prince couldn’t help but be startled.
It was as if he was recalling some scenes within the Great Demon Forbidden Land, but those memories were too fragmented; he was unable to remember anything more.
He took a deep breath.
His face filled with shock, "Was he just playing around when he beat me up the last time I tried to escape from him? If he had used this kind of power to hit me then..."
Muttering to himself up to that point, the Nanjun County Prince couldn’t continue any further, his whole body shivering.
He couldn’t begin to imagine what such a scene would have been like.
Too frightening!
Too cruel!
...
Elsewhere.
The pitch-black sword qi, which had violently collided with the Demon-slaying Sword, was nearly dissipated. The wild winds that chased each other around also began to subside gradually.
"Whew." Fan Wu exhaled slowly, resting the Demon-slaying Sword on his shoulder as he stared directly at the Great Revered One’s Divine Envoy. An excited smile was still on his face, "I think if you were to allow the Great Revered One to descend upon us, perhaps the sword strike you just made would have been even more impressive."
The Divine Envoy’s expression was extraordinary, as every time he assuredly spoke of executing Fan Wu, Fan Wu always managed to be lively and unscathed before him.
What worried him the most was... he couldn’t see any injuries on Fan Wu.
He even couldn’t tell if a single drop of blood...
Had flowed from Fan Wu’s body!!
What a joke!
His own sword strike, which had once injured a river god so badly that it took a hundred years to heal, and to this day the god has not fully recovered—such a strike was actually received by the man before him.
And it wasn’t merely received. It was countered with such an overpowering power that his strike was nullified.
The Divine Envoy looked at Fan Wu as if he were looking at a monster, even though he was the real monster here.
Just as he was about to make another move.
Fan Wu acted!
—Fast!
The only word that came to the Divine Envoy’s mind was "fast," as Fan Wu’s speed was so extreme, so fast that his consciousness couldn’t keep up!
Swish!!
As the soft humming of the sword echoed by his ear, the Divine Envoy suddenly discovered that his body had been split in two. The blade of the Demon-slaying Sword made intimate contact with his body.
That allowed him to experience a peculiar pain that seemed to pierce his soul and very thoughts!
In the blink of an eye, he faintly saw sword shadows attacking again, the dense blades covering his entire field of vision.
The Divine Envoy could deeply appreciate that his body had been diced into fine chunks of flesh. Even the minced meat used in cooking wasn’t as finely ground as his body now was.
That bizarre pain was constantly provoking his nerves, and it made him profoundly aware of the disparity between them.
The Divine Envoy, now reduced to scraps of flesh, barely managed to control his body and create some distance from Fan Wu.
He knew he was able to create that distance...
Because Fan Wu had suddenly stopped.
His eyes already slashed to bits, he couldn’t see why Fan Wu had stopped, nor could he hear what Fan Wu might say to him. However, he could guess that the man was certainly provoking him, surely egging him on to summon the Great Revered One himself.
With that in mind...
The Divine Envoy didn’t want to comply with Fan Wu’s wishes, and he believed that Fan Wu didn’t truly want to summon the Great Revered One, but rather it was a provocation, those words said in jest.
Under such provocation, to actually call down the Great Revered One’s divine presence would mean that he, the Divine Envoy, was completely outmaneuvered, wouldn’t it?
"Damn!"
As he uttered those two words, it signaled that he had begun to reform his body from the mess that it had become; his head was restored to its original state.
A pair of enraged eyes, with a trace of maliciousness, stared at Fan Wu who was not far ahead.
He could see Fan Wu’s current expression and posture.
Completely relaxed.
As if dealing with him, the Great Revered One’s Divine Envoy, was the same as dealing with a child.
"Since you seek your own demise..." The expression on the Divine Envoy’s face was no longer as calm as before. One could even see a ferociousness to it.
He continued, "Then I shall stake this life to beckon the Great Revered One Himself to descend upon this vessel! To utterly annihilate you, the blasphemer of the Great Revered One!"
As the Divine Envoy’s words fell, the ferocity on his face immediately turned to utter sincerity.
Every pore on his body was exuding a faint black mist.
And that gave his entire aura an incredibly strange air.
The Divine Envoy did not prepare an altar or chant a spell.
One hand formed a seal, while his free hand, which had let go of the Bizarre Longsword, immediately formed a different seal.
The Bizarre Longsword that he released started to hover slowly behind him, and the flesh lumps on the sword began to writhe. Lumps of flesh proliferated swiftly and grew larger.
