The Ultimate Divine Class-Chapter 539 - 414: Can I Carry You? Fusion Skill—[Gang Fire Divine Soldier] (Part 2)
"Take action."
Andusha spoke expressionlessly.
The black-robed elder behind him responded, and the two of them vanished from their spots almost simultaneously.
It was like two brilliant silver meteors, one after the other, crashing into the incoming purple light.
However, just as the latter silver meteor was about to collide with the purple light, a dazzling platinum light suddenly dashed out from the side.
A violent explosive sound boomed out.
The silver meteor shifted a few degrees, wavering as the black-robed elder’s figure reappeared in mid-air.
"Your opponent is me."
Lu Yuan, covered in a radiant platinum aura from head to toe, stood in front of the black-robed elder, the corner of his mouth turned up, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth.
"Don’t get it wrong."
"Get lost!"
The black-robed elder’s gaze was icy, seemingly too disinterested to even look at Lu Yuan.
He raised his hand directly into a knife shape, making a slashing motion at him.
As the black-robed elder raised his hand, Lu Yuan’s pupils contracted sharply.
The Great Success Blood Pill rotating in his chest pounded furiously, an inexplicable sense of unease driving him to instinctively shift his body several degrees to the left.
In the next second.
"Swish—"
A silver crescent-shaped light flashed through the void.
Several strands of hair fluttered lightly in front of him and fell.
Lu Yuan looked at the unexpected disappearance of the platinum gang fire on his upper right side, as if something had cut off a large part out of thin air, shock flashing in his eyes.
"So fast?"
"Hmm?"
The opponent seemed even more surprised than him.
It seemed as if this strike should not have been dodged by Lu Yuan by any logic.
He continued to raise his hands, switching to using both this time.
"Swish! Swish!"
Two more silver lights flashed through the void.
The Blood Pill pulsed, and Lu Yuan reappeared in another location.
"Damn, he’s still at the tenth level, how has this guy become so much stronger than before?
It’s like the difference between heaven and earth!"
Lu Yuan’s expression turned serious.
The opponent’s previous attacks were not only unbelievably fast but also incredibly destructive.
If it weren’t for his four basic attributes having significantly improved, collectively achieving Break the Limit three times.
And the Blood Pill, after Great Success, seemed to elevate his Martial Sense to an unprecedented height.
He might’ve been chopped in two by the opponent’s first strike.
"Is it because of that armor he’s wearing?"
Lu Yuan had encountered these guys from high civilizations once before, they had felt strong, but not to such an unreasonable extent.
The problem could only lie with the opponent wearing that additional set of armor.
It’s evident that this is blessed with the "advanced technology" of a high civilization.
"No need to probe further..."
Lu Yuan felt that if he continued to test, he might end up losing disastrously.
"Three Flowers Gathering on Top!"
At the exact moment the opponent assumed an attack stance for the third time, Lu Yuan swiftly activated the "Three Flowers Gathering on Top" secret technique.
His fingers lightly touched his forehead, and his pitch-black pupils began to shine, the three flowers blossoming at the center.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
In an instant, it was as if thousands of thunders rang out within Lu Yuan, and his aura seemed to rocket up layer by layer wildly.
After the Three Flowers Gathering on Top, Lu Yuan experienced an earth-shattering transformation in essence, energy, and spirit.
The platinum gang fire on his body condensed intensely, transforming from formless to material, like a stream of water rushing toward his arm.
Lu Yuan gently pointed a finger forward in front of him.
Instantly.
A platinum giant sword, dozens of meters long, condensed at his fingertip.
There was a burst of "boom," and it shot fiercely toward the black-robed elder in the distance.
Under the silver mask, the black-robed elder seemed to show disdain for this imposing move.
The corners of his eyes curved, revealing a strong look of contempt.
He didn’t even dodge, but formed his hands into claws, charging straight toward Lu Yuan with an extremely arrogant and domineering stance.
He seemed intent on forcibly shattering Lu Yuan’s massive platinum gang sword!
Indeed, he had the audacity to be so unrestrained.
The attack of Gang Fire Condensed Soldiers launched by Lu Yuan after "Three Flowers Gathering on Top" could easily crush even an ordinary tenth-level.
With his hands against the black-robed elder’s, the massive sword tip collided with the small silver palm, producing a harsh sound akin to metal scraping.
Then a crack quickly appeared on the tip of the platinum giant sword.
This crack rapidly expanded, spreading throughout the sword’s body in the blink of an eye.
"Weak and laughable trick!"
The black-robed elder sneered under his mask, his eyes flashing with malice, and exerted force with his hands.
"Boom!"
The next second, the astonishingly powerful platinum giant sword was shattered by his bare hands.
Amidst countless fragmented platinum Gang Fire shards, the black-robed elder, clad in silver armor, walked step by step through the void towards Lu Yuan.
His gaze locked on Lu Yuan like a hawk, as if ready to tear apart his true form next.
But before he took two steps.
Suddenly....
His head jerked violently backward.
As if someone had punched him hard in the head.
The black-robed elder’s figure was frozen in mid-air for half a second....
The next instant, a chaotic and painful wave of consciousness abruptly swept out like a hurricane, accompanied by a hysterical scream.
The previously domineering black-robed elder suddenly clutched his head and twisted frantically in the air, seemingly in extreme pain, his body convulsing with each spasm.
And just as he was engulfed in pain and madness, a figure appeared like a phantom before him.
Lu Yuan’s gaze was intense, but his eyes were terrifyingly cold.
Murderous intent poured from him like a flood, sweeping towards the black-robed elder.
"Stunned, aren’t you?"
Lu Yuan stepped swiftly before the black-robed elder, eruptions of Gang Fire gushing from his body.
Gang Fire condensed blood and flesh meridians outside his body, forming a towering Elephantman with four heads and eight arms, seemingly cast in platinum.
"Gang Fire conceals soldiers within!"
"Within the Gang Fire lies the Divine Weapon, this move is called... Fusion Skill — Gang Fire Divine Soldier!"
The massive platinum Elephant God Dharma Body roared, lifting its eight arms, each one raising a brilliant, dazzling platinum sun.
The eight suns converged at one point.
And that point... was precisely the black-robed elder’s head!
"Dharma Body. Eight Elephants Devouring Dragon!"
In the void, the Elephant God Dharma Body holding the eight platinum suns closed its eight arms.
The eight platinum suns collided and fused with a "boom," engulfing the silver-armored figure who had just barely escaped from pain and was attempting to defend itself.
Almost simultaneously.
An even larger explosion boomed from the side.
Lu Yuan turned suddenly, catching sight of a blinding silver light bloom.
A translucent silver mushroom cloud rapidly rose in the sky.
A figure staggered back, droplets of bright red blood scattered into the air.
Witnessing this scene, Lu Yuan’s pupils contracted sharply.
"Lord Tong!"
.....
"Hmm?!"
On the platform, seeing the image of a certain figure injured and flying out.
The handsome young man and the white-haired middle-aged man’s eyelids twitched sharply.
The former’s fist clenched involuntarily, emitting a "crackling" noise.
"Don’t rush."
A calm voice from the side interrupted the handsome young man’s impulse to directly control the Blood Bud Mechanic Soldier and charge forward.
Turning his head, he saw the bespectacled old man’s face, still as calm as ever.
"The Immortal Bloodline is not so easily killed.
Moreover...."
The bespectacled old man glanced at the image and said blandly, "This Turan boy is here for the Immortal Bloodline; he’s even less likely to deal a fatal blow, as he now values the life of the Immortal Bloodline bearer more than any of us.
You still have plenty of time."
The handsome young man’s eyes flickered for a moment, then he nodded, loosening his clenched fist.
At this time, the bespectacled old man looked at a battle group in the corner of the screen, his eyes brightening slightly as he murmured, "Now, I’m more interested in this kid.
A mere ordinary Star Spirit Realm tenth-level, yet he managed to severely injure a Turan family elite clad in Silver Evil Vine?
Tsk tsk, his methods are remarkably intriguing...."
Upon hearing the bespectacled old man’s remark, the handsome young man and the white-haired middle-aged man finally noticed the other battle group.
When they discerned the situation of that battle group, both were taken aback slightly.
