Returning to the Mysterious Era-Chapter 659 - Let Me Lend You A Hand, Blood Vulture!

"Fight!!!!!!!"

Endless dominating Will howled, pressing down on the heavens and earth. Blood Vulture Dominator Fist exhaled, growing ever wilder, ever fiercer, and ever stronger! His turbid eyes flared with the ferocity of an apex predator.

Among the three Southern Dipper Holy Fists of old, Blood Vulture Dominator Fist was the most arrogant, the most bloodthirsty, and the most savage. In ancient times, the dark creature populations of the World of Calamity were at least a third bigger than the present, aside from those naturally dying out over long ages.

However, a quarter of the dark creature tribes across the World of Calamity had been massacred by Blood Vulture Dominator Fist! Thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of dark creature tribes had become heaps of white bones. That was Blood Vulture Dominator Fist, the first comprehender of the Southern Dipper Red Falcon Fist!

The standoff between the Totem King and Blood Vulture Dominator Fist was in fact mutual entanglement and restraint. Blood Vulture Dominator Fist would not let the Totem King break free. Similarly, how would Totem King Kassares dare let this murderous fiend loose?

However, an origin of calamity was the Totem King's home ground, so its strength kept accumulating over ten-thousand years. As Blood Vulture Dominator Fist kept being worn down, the gap with the Totem King widened.

Otherwise, he would never have been as silent as a motionless statue. But now, with a variable and an opening, he immediately returned to his peak form, the unbridled, arrogant Dominator Fist!

Boom!

A giant bird soared to the sky, trailing a terrifying crimson arc. It sent out ripples spreading over heaven and earth. Blood Vulture Dominator Fist's pupils glowed red as he locked firmly onto the Totem King's bronze gargoyle form, tracking its every move.

A deafening manic laugh shook the heavens.

"First, I'll destroy one of your ultimate totems! Hahahahaha!!!"

An ultra-giant raptor that blotted out half the sky dove straight down like a thunderbolt. Absolute suppression, absolute dominance. There was not a single possibility of a failed hunt!

"Hm!?"

The runes on the Totem King suddenly dimmed. He didn't know why Blood Vulture Dominator Fist had erupted fully all of a sudden, but he realized there was a chance of the Netherworld Dragon King totem being in danger!

"Power of Bronze!"

The gargantuan bronze gargoyle spread its hands. Suddenly, both arms turned a corroded sky-blue. An illusory heavy shield appeared, slamming into the earth and driving forward. It seemed intent on protecting the Netherworld Dragon King.

"Too late..."

The giant raptor's twin pairs of talons stretched out toward the silver Netherworld Dragon King. The distance shrunk with unbelievable speed. The Netherworld Dragon King tried to evade the raptor's assault, but its agility had plummeted after having lost a wing.

Thus, the sudden move of Blood Vulture Dominator Fist ate it right up!

Boom! Bam...

With a single swipe of its giant talons, a pair of burning wings was caught and pulled upward, forming a V. The ultimate totem called the Netherworld Dragon King was seized by an overbearing force and smashed violently into the earth until magma shot out!

Aurora Demon Fangs!

The huge talons gripping the dragon's silver body blazed with a power hotter than magma!

Crack...

Brute force ripped it open! That seamless massive body, as if cast wholly of silver, let out a wail as a death-rattle.

Roar!!!

The Netherworld Dragon King's body split down the middle, a huge crack racing from head to tail. Brilliant silver light spewed from the wound as its energy forcibly overflowed.

Crash!

Its body collapsed, disintegrating on the spot. At that moment, the archaic shield of bronze slammed in like a rampart, sending Blood Vulture Dominator Fist staggering. He smashed a mountain peak behind him to rubble.

Whoosh.

The shattered totem shards of the dragon fell away like a fluorescent river and recondensed on the Totem King's back. However, they formed only the wing-roots, which had been permanently maimed. Clearly, the ultimate totem of the Netherworld Dragon King had been crippled by Blood Vulture. It may take untold time and effort to restore. It may also simply never recover.

"Blood Vulture, I foresaw you would erupt, but not that you would erupt now. I thought you would keep silent, delay further, hoard your strength, and aim at dying together with me. But it seems you cannot wait to meet your death!?" The bronze colossus raised its head to stare at the distant figure.

Its huge claw-like right hand lifted. A silver river howled forth from where the Dragon King totem shattered. The Power of Silver instantly sheathed the Totem King's arm like heavy armor.

At the same time, it also extended its left hand. The bronze shield that had hurled Blood Vulture back whirled around. It then hovered as a quiet guard before the Totem King's left front. Mysterious archaic patterns spread across the shield's face.

"Power of Bronze, Power of Silver, Power of Gold... The three Totem Powers that make up the root of power, and all three are under my control! Released at will and recalled at will like my hands and feet! This is the foundation of my strength, and it cannot be seized or destroyed. Blood Vulture, even if you tear apart my Netherworld Dragon King totem, it's merely a single ultimate totem. Take it as your toy. Now that the balance is shattered, your turn is over!"

The Will of Totem King Kassares surged with excitement. It understood that Blood Vulture's sudden eruption and shredding of an ultimate totem was not a bad thing. It signaled that their life-and-death battle was finally ending. There was no way back until one side was utterly ruined.

Currently, it held the advantage, so its odds of victory were high!

"At last, a Holy Fist of the Southern Dipper lineage will fall at my hands! Unprecedented through the ages, hahaha..." As the Totem King's Will soared, a resplendent golden tree grew behind it, spearing through the clouds!

"Hahaha... hm!?"

The Totem King's energy was released wholly from its body, expanding its field of perception rapidly. It immediately sensed a far-away figure in silver armor accelerating toward it!

"That is..." The Totem King paused. An inexplicably bad feeling pricked it.

Two seconds later, runes across its body lit up at once like a multitude of bulbs. The Totem King's will surged madly once again.

"Southern Dipper lineage!!! Impossible! This aura is neither the fallen White Bird Holy Fist nor Sonic Snake Ultimate Fist entangled with Yumila! This is...a newly born Southern Dipper Holy Fist! When?! When did a Southern Dipper practitioner attain the Holy Fist, and with such accumulated depth?!"

The Totem King was shaken to its core, for the approaching figure was clearly a Southern Dipper Holy Fist, and one who had spent a long time in accumulation. Obviously, it was powerful enough to influence its battle with Blood Vulture.

The bronze gargoyle's head turned to face Blood Vulture. "You erupted just now because you sensed reinforcements coming! First, you struck while I knew nothing, crippling one of my ultimate totems and sapping my strength. Then you made me feel like I could clinch victory, so I unleashed the three Totem Powers and had to commit!"

Once Blood Vulture’s energy was activated, the balance would break and the final stage of battle would be upon them. However, the same went for his opponent, Totem King Kassares.

Once they went all-out, there would be no stopping until life and death were decided. This was the strange entanglement forged by ten millennia of standoff. The Totem King and Blood Vulture could no longer part easily. There was no such thing as "withdraw at will."

On the contrary, triggering their final frenzied battle is quite easy. Just like now, both only had to erupt at full force, concentrating all their energy into a battle to the end!

At the moment, neither side could retreat merely by saying so...

"Well played, Blood Vulture. An open scheme, simple and plain... But can the gap between us built over ten thousand years truly be bridged by a new-generation Southern Dipper Holy Fist!?" The Totem King's terrible aura poured forth. The air began to burn, the earth froze, and bizarre changes appeared all around.

Dense totem lines visibly crept like tree roots along the ground. At last, they formed the Totem King's ferocious gargoyle face. Then, the massive body and limbs.

"Everything in the world, be it earth, fire, wind, or water, can become runes and totems! Ordinary dark creatures can, and Ultimate Dark Forms naturally can as well! Including myself... My energy has saturated this world. Naturally, it can manifest countless forms of me..."

"This is the power of creation. The Self Totem, Pitch-Black Mountains and Rivers!"

Rumble.

The earth shuddered as if a magnitude-ten earthquake had struck. Under the dim sky, giants stood up one by one among the black mountain range. They left deep craters with each ponderous step.

These giants resembled the Totem King in form, but were composed of mountains. They were inanimate objects steeped in Totem King Kassares's totem energy and life essence!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Totem King's giants charged toward Cassius, intending to overwhelm by force. The towering shadows blocked out the light, hemming the silver figure that was charging toward them.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Pillar-like arms slammed down. How massive and weighty was a mountain? A mere swing was enough to crack the earth and spout magma from the fissures.

Cassius looked up as he flew forward. His view was wholly blocked by the stony arms, with only tiny black seams between. The earth's tremors roared by his ears as dozens of rocky arms pressed from above like spears piercing heaven and earth!

"Wanting to overwhelm me by brute force!? Utterly laughable!!!"

A vast demonic shadow suddenly swelled madly through the gaps of the mountain-giant cage. A fist burst skyward into dozens of rocky arms that each bore the dreadful weight of a mountain!

Bang! 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

But the silver armored fist pierced straight through the whistling rain of rubble!

"Out of my way!"

The Golem planted its feet upon the earth, throwing a punch that held nothing but brute force. A dozen charging giants went flying sideways like scattered petals, crashing down all around.

The Golem, with its head raised to the sky, slowly lowered his fist. A terrifying red light flared beneath the metal helm as it gazed coolly at the onrushing giants.

"Who is the king of strength? You mongrels kneaded together by totem energy sicken me! All of you, be destroyed under my fists..."

The Golem, clad in exquisite, grim armor, suddenly strode forward! Its Qi seemed to burn with black demonic flame and formed a broad cloak at its shoulders.

Boom!

The Golem's speed was unbelievable. It was more than ten times faster than the black mountain giants around it, showing none of a giant's clumsiness. It seemed to take just one step and appear before a far-off giant.

A steel arm would then pierce a giant straight through the heart. Then it would yank its arm to the side, smashing the giant's upper body against the ground.

Boom...

The Golem barreled through the giants like a bulldozer bearing a metal blade flattening a street of buildings! Any giant that dares to approach would explode into fragments under the impact!

"Let me lend you a hand, Blood Vulture!!!"