Chen Ming was not only skilled in manipulating elental attributes but also in understanding and exploiting their interactions.
The sacred beast wielded the power of Ultimate Light and the divine Ultimate Fire, which surpassed Chen Ming's Ultimate Ice. However, Chen Ming utilized his profound comprehension of the elents to alter the elental laws within his domain to so extent.
The natural opposition between Ultimate Fire and Ultimate Ice was blurred, even twisted to the point where fire elents could amplify ice elents. Moreover, Light and Divine attributes—originally unrelated to Ice—were redefined by Chen Ming to enhance Ice instead.
In terms of Pokémon logic, the Angel God's original quadruple advantage over Chen Ming was distorted by his techniques into no advantage—possibly even a disadvantage. This kind of reversal had a nearly catastrophic effect on the battlefield.
In an instant, the Angel God, who had previously been advancing with unstoppable montum, abruptly realized that her flas were now burning through Ultimate Ice at a much slower rate. Even more alarmingly, the flas, along with the light and divine energy, seed to be partially absorbed by the ice dragon upon contact, leaving her elental advantage completely countered.
The massive body of the ice dragon, partially shattered, transford into several smaller ice dragons of varying sizes. These smaller dragons moved nimbly around the Angel God, launching rapid attacks.
Because every ice dragon was controlled by Chen Ming, whose ntal strength was sufficient to maintain precision control while simultaneously manipulating the elental domain, the smaller dragons—though individually not threatening—achieved great synergy. They continually regenerate by absorbing energy from the surrounding environnt, allowing them to persist indefinitely.
Together, these ice dragons managed to halt the Angel God's charge and even montarily suppress her.
These ice dragons were not living creatures but dragon-shaped constructs imbued with the essence of an Ice Dragon King. Under Chen Ming's control, they often displayed bizarre and unpredictable behaviors.
For instance, halfway through a dragon's tail sweep, its tail might explode, releasing dense shards of ice that rained down on the Angel God like a storm. Just when she thought she had dodged a collision, a dragon could twist its form, instantly transforming from its sleek dragon shape into an imposing ice wall that slamd into her.
More conventional tactics like fragnting into smaller parts or self-detonating ice dragons were rarely observed.
The Angel God herself was left sowhat baffled. If Chen Ming was going to control the ice in such erratic ways, why bother shaping it into dragons in the first place? Was it just for aesthetics?
Despite the initial disruption caused by Chen Ming's unorthodox thods, the Angel God, as a seasoned warrior, quickly adapted and broke free from the suppression.
With swift and decisive movents, she shattered the ice dragons with her claws and used her divine senses to track changes in the ice. By retracting her elental energy, she relied instead on raw physical power, unleashing the overwhelming strength of her Three-Eyed Golden Lion form.
The Three-Eyed Golden Lion, blessed with the bloodline of a Golden Dragon, was a divine beast of the highest caliber. Even with her power suppressed to just 1% of its full potential, the Angel God's strength montarily exceeded the limits of a pure strength-focused Super Douluo, reaching the level of an Ultimate Douluo.
The dense, tallic ice forged by Ultimate Ice was torn apart like fragile paper under the lion's claws. The Angel God bulldozed through the ice dragons effortlessly, rendering their attacks completely ineffective. Transforming into a golden streak of light, the beast charged directly at Chen Ming with the force of a hundred tons speeding at 120 miles per hour.
Though such a comparison might sound underwhelming, in the world of Douluo, the sheer physical force generated by her body alone was enough to tear through space itself.
Chen Ming stomped his foot, his eyes glinting as he ford a peculiar hand seal.
"Suppress!"
The space and gravity within the elental domain shifted, but the Three-Eyed Golden Lion showed no signs of slowing down.
As the Angel God puzzled over what technique Chen Ming had used, she suddenly found her charge inexplicably veering off course. Her trajectory curved sharply before she slamd headfirst into the ground.
Boom!
The Three-Eyed Golden Lion's head collided with a golden ancient tree. Despite her divine beast body, she felt nurous bones fracture from the impact.
It was through the searing pain of this collision that the Angel God realized Chen Ming hadn't directly manipulated her with gravity. Instead, he had subtly twisted the space and gravitational flow within the domain, causing her charge to naturally veer off course and crash into the golden tree.
This technique was far more ingenious—and insidious—than simply warping space or directly applying gravity to an enemy. The Angel God had encountered many gravity-wielding soul masters and soul beasts, but this was the first ti she had seen such a creative and unconventional use of the ability.
Most gravity users, even in battle, relied on brute force, eventually devolving into straightforward brawling regardless of their domain. None had ever displayed such an intricate and devious approach.
As Chen Ming began to wonder whether the collision had rendered the Angel God comatose, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion shook itself off, its head seemingly larger from the swelling. With a low growl, the beast raised its head. Light, flas, and divine energy surged around it once more—not for attack, but for healing.
The injuries from the collision rapidly healed. The swelling on her head subsided, and her third eye reopened.
This ti, the Angel God decided to take things more seriously.
A flash of light enveloped the sacred beast as its massive body shrank, transforming into a golden-haired woman clad in armor, with three pairs of wings spread out behind her.
This humanoid form represented the sacred beast's full power at 1% capacity.
The Holy Fire coalesced into an ethereal Angelic Holy Sword as the Angel God ascended swiftly, her beautiful yet solemn face taking on a determined expression.
"From now on, I'll be using so real techniques. Be careful."
With a sweep of her Angelic Holy Sword, the Angel God struck at Chen Ming. The blazing, sacred sword energy, imbued with a sense of divine righteousness, carried a palpable aura of death.
As soone who had studied swordsmanship from the Angelic lineage, Chen Ming recognized this technique as one of the Angel God's nine divine skills. It was capable of cutting through illusions and elental defenses, dealing devastating true damage.
Chen Ming roared, his voice resonating like a dragon's cry. His body twisted and morphed into a massive azure dragon with silver-white scales—an embodint of a Western dragon radiating a tallic sheen.
This was not his Martial Soul True Body but rather a transformation of his Second Martial Soul into a dragon form, with Chen Ming himself hidden inside the construct. It was akin to the relationship between a ch and its pilot.
The white dragon opened its maw, gathering various elental energies that fused and split, forming a near-pure white beam of light. The beam, imbued with destructive energy, shot out from the dragon's mouth and hurtled toward the Angel God.
"Dragon's Breath!"
As he unleashed the skill, Chen Ming shouted its na with fervor.
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