Gamers Are Fierce-Chapter 859 - 858: Stasis

Sphere lightning touched Shortface's chest, rapidly compressing and collapsing until it became a small point, flickering with blinding, sun-like brilliance.

Bouncing, decomposing, reassembling, decaying, collapsing, expanding,

Finally—it exploded.

Boom!!!

Light, dazzling and brilliant light,

shone thoughtlessly in this pitch-black space.

High temperature and high pressure surged and expanded,

Linear thunderbolts branched out like tree branches, spreading wantonly.

The Ant King, clad in armor, fell backward like a leaf in the wind, crashing heavily against the wall,

Even with the visor shielding him, he still felt the piercing pain from the dazzling light blinding his eyes, unable to open them.

His ears also rang with intense tinnitus, completely unable to hear external sounds.

David, who launched this attack, knelt on one knee at the original spot, his face pale, his chest heaving violently, breathing urgently and laboriously.

He had put on anti-glare sunglasses in advance, and his vision returned first.

This attack was originally prepared for Michael,

Not only did it have the Judgement Spear's "Judgment Divine Thunder" special effect, but it was also boosted by the active and passive effects of several high-quality pieces of equipment on him,

Plus a significant enhancement from David's own power system.

Under all these amplifications, the power of the sphere lightning explosion carved out a deep hemispherical crater on the ground as easily as a spoon digging into ice cream.

The Ant King and Dahan had only grazed the outskirts of the sphere lightning's shockwaves,

but they were slammed against the wall, creating human-shaped depressions,

while Abel, closer to the center of the shockwaves, vanished from the spot—

His entire body was deeply embedded into a nearby wall,

his right arm severed midway, exposing gleaming white bones,

blood pooling amber-like at his feet.

As for Shortface...

"Haa... haa..."

As one of the four Demon Generals, he knelt on the ground,

his sunken chest a bloody mess, with charred, twisted body hair and unprocessed flesh scattered on his chest,

You could vaguely see broken bone shards and a thumping heart inside his chest.

His legs trembled, the pain from all limbs piercing his brain,

Shortface staggered to his feet through sheer will.

He looked at the distant David, his eyes without joy or sorrow, his palms quietly pressed together.

Hum——

Invisible waves, centered on him, stacked one after the other, slowly spreading.

Where it passed, whether metal debris or concrete blocks, were all torn to shreds and annihilated into basic matter by the chaotic gravity.

Dahan, being the closest, was caught by the waves, his upper body with four arms remaining on the wall, while his lower half mystically severed at the waist, his expression stiffening, disappearing on the spot.

Unclear whether he died or chose to surrender and withdraw before dying.

The gravity waves continued to expand, the Ant King had no time to avoid it and directly activated the "Mastiff-style Anti-Theft Tracking Chip"'s "Anti-theft Tracking" special effect, teleporting to four hundred meters away—

As the battle began,

The Ant King had already buried several items underground nearby,

intending to use the chip's teleportation effect for pursuit or retreat escape.

The teleportation effect of the "Mastiff-style Anti-Theft Tracking Chip" was not pleasant, as the Ant King looked back,

he saw Ares within the gravity field bleeding all over, his limbs and bones collapsing constantly,

Abel crushed heavily into the wall, his fate unknown.

Shortface, focusing on expanding the gravity field——a skill he had practiced countless times in the demon clan's farmland.

Maintaining floating farmlands, controlling flowing water, crushing harmful insects, using delicate gravity manipulation to dig soil, ensuring crop growth.

Other Transcendents only regarded transcendent abilities as means of combat,

but for the former Shortface, controlling gravity was a lifeline. Any mistake meant death.

"..."

Kneeling on the ground, David raised his arm with difficulty,

The Judgement Spear, not far behind Shortface, had exited its sphere lightning state, turning back into an ordinary spear,

responding to the summoning, resisting gravity's tug, stabbing towards Shortface's back, trying to return to the user's palm.

Shortface didn't dodge, his fully activated domain allowed him to clearly sense all moving object's trajectories,

With a gentle wave of his finger,

the spear flew sideways, firmly pinning into the wall.

But the shadow at the spear's end suddenly expanded mid-air, from which leapt out a woman in a blood-stained long dress, holding a dagger.

Paranoia.

After lurking for so long, she finally revealed her murderous intent at this moment.

The dagger named "Red Knife," strengthened by various skills, silently stabbed towards Shortface's back,

Shortface flicked his fingers, Paranoia was struck as if by thunder,

Her entire right arm, along with the shoulder, twisted into a tangled mess like a pretzel,

Blood was squeezed out of her blood vessels like water from a towel, dripping profusely.

Yet, the dagger still plunged into Shortface's spine.

The Red Knife's handle glowed with an enchanting light, its slender blade ravenously absorbed blood like a water pump, draining Shortface's spiritual power, stamina, even rationality and sanity.

Shortface staggered forward, almost falling,

Gravity surged from behind, trying to pull out the dagger.

Yet that dagger seemed to have its own will, clinging firmly to the wound site, even as Shortface twisted and compressed Paranoia, the dagger's user, into a bundle,

the blade showed no sign of detaching.

"מוות..."

Ares lay on his back, breathing with effort,

His lips barely parting, reciting an obscure incantation weakly, "חַיִים..."

His already broken and ragged body withered rapidly at a visible speed, like a rotting orange, shriveled, putrid.

At the cost of sacrificing his lifespan limit, Ares's curse directly ignored the distance, acting on Shortface himself—

The latter stumbled again, the healing rate of his chest flesh suppressed, his massive body seemingly like moving underwater, slowing down.

Finally, an opportunity...

David desperately exhausted the last strength in his body,

Pressing his foot against the ground, his entire being disappeared.

When he reappeared, he had flashed before Shortface,

Raising his arm, striking towards Shortface's chest.

Judgement Spear, recall.

Crack—

Shortface had no time to resist, pierced through the chest, even the heart, by the Golden Spear speeding from the side.

Complex emotions flashed across Shortface's face, a mix of surprise, bewilderment, regret, and acceptance.

The next second, Shortface's body vanished.

With it, disappeared the utterly exhausted, combat incapable Ares. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"..."

The Ant King walked over slowly, his voice echoing in the pitch black space: Did I kill them...?