The Ultimate Divine Class-Chapter 482 - 387: The Crown of Thorns, Son of God? The Hunt Begins_1
At the beginning of the baptismal ceremony, Lu Yuan had tried something similar, but he failed.
He found himself unable to activate any profession panel, nor could he use any secret arts or skills.
His strength seemed to be "solidified" by some kind of force.
He could only proceed with this... "Consciousness Trial?!", as established by the rules of the Mosa Religion’s martial and Hunting God’s will, which he’d summoned during the baptismal ceremony!
Now, Lu Yuan began to resent these "rules".
Even if it was a "trial", what was the purpose of sealing his abilities?
"I’m not trying to cheat..."
"I just want... ’fairness’!"
Saying this, Lu Yuan fiercely drove his golden spear into the ground in front of him, took a deep breath, and quickly closed his eyes.
The chaos around him continued.
WHOOSH—
An exaggeratedly shaped giant battleaxe, a huge spiked club, a bulky spear... all seemingly crafted from gold, each bringing an immense sound of wind and thunder, came whistling towards Lu Yuan at the same time.
Lu Yuan stood motionless, his eyes rapidly moving beneath his tightly shut eyelids.
The moment several attacks were about to land on him...
BOOM!
A sudden thunderclap echoed in the sky, its roar instantly overpowering the war cries of the battlefield, silencing it for a moment!
The incoming attacks also seemed to stall for an instant.
The next second, RUMBLE—
A dull sound, like great stones grinding and rolling, erupted. Simultaneously, a violent force, wreathed in a large cloud of dust, exploded outwards.
Several incredibly stout arms suddenly shot out from the rising dust. With a haphazard sweep, they tossed the figures wielding heavy golden weapons away as if they were mere straws.
The monstrous blast wave spread out in all directions.
As the dust cleared, a fifteen-meter tall, three-headed, six-armed giant figure slowly emerged from the dust cloud, looking like an undying Demon Mountain.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK—
Lu Yuan gently twisted his neck, eliciting a series of crisp cracking sounds from his bones.
Looking at his enormous hand, now capable of crushing a person to death with a single swat, he calmly murmured to himself, "Now... isn’t this much fairer?"
Just as he had thought.
This so-called "Baptismal Trial" was "constructed" based on his own Consciousness Space.
He was also one of the co-creators of this "game"; he could absolutely claim some privileges "outside the rules."
This would be nearly impossible for most people. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮
But for Lu Yuan, who had mastered the Grandmaster Meditation Battle skill and was as adept at controlling dreams and consciousness as he was at eating and drinking, it was still achievable.
Contrasted with the fighting figures on the battlefield, Lu Yuan, after assuming his Ming King Body, seemed like a true giant.
He couldn’t even be bothered to pick up the golden spear he had previously stuck in the ground. With casual punches and kicks, he sent the surrounding figures flying like weeds.
In the face of absolute power, technique became redundant.
Lu Yuan quickly swept away his opponents, rampaging across the field like a colossal beast from desolate mountains.
Large swaths of opponents on the battlefield were cleared out by him.
Lu Yuan, having activated Ming King, possessed power completely disproportionate to his opponents.
He was like a massive elephant that had suddenly charged into an anthill, truly becoming an existence outside the rules.
His actions seemed to have provoked the displeasure of the mighty figure lurking behind the dome of the sky.
Two blood-red moons suddenly lit up in the murky sky—they were the eyes of the mysterious figure.
KRA-CHA—
A thunderbolt flashed across the sky. Then, a massive hand resembling a ram’s hoof dramatically tore through the celestial canopy, plummeting straight towards Lu Yuan.
Its posture suggested an intent to directly erase him, this unstable factor who had violated the rules of the game.
Lu Yuan stared fixedly as the incomparably enormous ram-hoof hand descended from the sky.
In an instant, an immense sense of dread and terror surged through his heart.
Beneath this giant ram-hoof hand, he felt as insignificant as an ant, utterly incapable of resistance, able only to watch helplessly as the Divine Punishment rapidly descended.
"ARGH—!"
Just as the giant ram-hoof hand was about to crash down, its immense shadow on the verge of engulfing him, Lu Yuan raised his six arms and let out an indignant roar.
In that dazed moment, it felt as if something was boiling within him.
BOOM!
The next instant, a similarly colossal hand, like an elephant’s hoof, emerged from nowhere and, with a BOOM, directly slammed into the ram’s hoof, knocking it aside.
A figure as tall as the sky, an Elephantman, raised its mountain-sized elephant hooves and, with a WHOOSH, strode over Lu Yuan’s head, crossing the entire battlefield.
This Elephantman possessed a staggering twelve incredibly thick arms. It roared, and all twelve arms shot out simultaneously.
It violently tore open the celestial canopy before it, directly yanking out a Ram-headed figure from behind the dome—a figure holding a shield in one hand, a spear in the other, with an unknown number of heads sprouting from its neck.
The countless heads of the Ram-headed figure emitted roars mixed with shock and fury.
The elephantine and ram-like figures quickly clashed. The earth and sky began to crack and shatter; in an instant, it was as if the apocalypse was upon them.
Lu Yuan watched, dumbstruck.
Without a doubt, the elephant-headed figure had to be the Elephant God’s Will.
But how did the Elephant God’s Will suddenly appear and start fighting Mosa’s Martial and Hunting God?
Was it because of him? He didn’t know.
As the Elephant God’s Will and the Will of the Martial and Hunting God clashed, the battlefield where Lu Yuan stood also underwent rapid, dramatic changes.
On one side of the previously boundless battlefield, a huge black mountain peak suddenly rose. At its foot, a viscous, blood-red ocean surged forth.
