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??Chapter 543: Chapter 541: Tug of Domains

Chapter 543: Chapter 541: Tug of Domains

“Polly, Hape, today we’ll test the limits of our strength!” Russell, in his Wind Thunder Form, maneuvered through the air.

The Snow Giant swung its fists, each one capable of shattering the space, leaving behind tiny black traces.

But Russell was like a leaf skiff on the ocean, his agile movents undisturbed, always finding the right position in the chaos of magic power to leverage the elental forces of the world, although the elental forces he leveraged were few.

Compared to a dragon, whose every gesture could unleash boundless elental power.

Russell himself did not create elental power but leveraged the pre-existing ones around him, making these powers seem thin.

Yet, they could still create a sharp killing intent.

“Da!”

The Snow Giant roared, it not seeming like a puppet at that mont but a sentient being.

It could get angry, roar, and use strategies and maneuvers, slowing down or speeding up the rhythm of its attacks.

It even intentionally left flaws, trying to lure Russell in.

Unfortunately for it, Russell was not fighting alone. Polly and Hape were perfectly in sync with him, always ready to cover his oversights, making it almost glaringly obvious whether it was a trap or a genuine flaw in combat.

Amidst the blizzard, the over two hundred ters tall Snow Giant danced animatedly, while Russell looked like a fly being chased.

No matter how it swatted, it couldn’t land a hit.

“Polly, keep an eye out, right behind Snow Giant Da is Frost Giant Da, the mont Frost Giant Da appears for a sneak attack, imdiately use Ethereal Dream Escape Skill!”

“I’m ready,” Polly responded.

“Now that Shuang Da isn’t showing himself, hiding and watching, let’s give him a shock!” Russell held the teor Butterfly Sword in one hand, opening his other hand, where a Thorns Mark montarily flashed, “You have the Blizzard Domain, I also have the Thorns Domain!”

Dragon Breath surged, Thorn Rising!

In an instant, beneath the feet of Snow Giant Da, from below the shattered ice cap, countless hundreds of ters long thorns burst out, entwining around the legs of Xueda like ropes.

Xueda only needed to stride forcefully to tear away these thorn ropes.

Alas, the thorn ropes were endless, tearing one leg free only for more dense thorns to entangle it, making it difficult for Xueda to move an inch.

Its movents hindered, its maneuvers began to beco disorderly.

“It’s my turn now!” Russell boldly charged at Xueda with his sword, the tip blazed with thunder and storm, thrusting straight at Xueda’s eyes.

Xueda turned its head, Russell following like a shadow.

Just as the sword was about to pierce one of Xueda’s eyeballs, Polly suddenly activated Ethereal Dream Escape Skill, vanishing into thin air. At that very mont, a wooden stick, oddly erging from the cover of the blizzard, smashed towards him.

In Gloomy Dreamland.

Russell, still in his Wind Thunder Form, looked down at the forty-ter-tall Frost Giant erging from the ice cap.

“Shuang Da, can’t you sit still?” Russell closed his eyes, communicating with Harpies Hape in his mind, “Hape, transform into a mark and rest for a while; leave the next fight to

and Polly!”

“You and Polly… have you found a way to break the Pseudo-Dragon’s shackles?” Hape silently disengaged from the union, transforming back into the Master of the Storm mark, branded on Russell’s forehead.

“Yes, we found it long ago, just waiting for an opportunity!” Russell smiled brightly, reappearing amid the blizzard.

At that mont.

He retained only the Master of Thunder form, hovering in mid-air.

Xueda was still entangled with the Thorn Rising, Shuang Da holding a wooden stick, warily watching his surroundings.

Seeing Russell reappear, it imdiately roared, but unfortunately, Russell couldn’t understand what it was saying.

But soon.

Shuang Da coldly eyed Russell, pointing at his own chest, “Da!”

Then it pointed at Russell, the aning clear without words, like Shuang Ge, it too wanted to know Russell’s na.

“Russell Fluorescent Fungus!” His voice clear and resonant, even the howling of the blizzard couldn’t drown it out.

“Luo Zhu Yi Guangxin…” Shuang Da chewed over Russell’s na, though its pronunciation was sowhat awkward.

But in the next mont.

It hurled the wooden stick in its hand like lightning.

At the sa ti, its other hand sketched so spell, ending with a flourish of its fingers and vaguely grasping in the direction of Russell.

Both actions executed almost simultaneously.

Russell instantly felt the blizzard around him as if it had transford into invisible hands, beginning to twist the space around him.

In the Blizzard Domain, Shuang Da was the master of this world.

“Break for !”

Russell stood resolute and fearless, his Power of Thunder blossoming to its peak, instantly shattering the invisible hand ford by the blizzard, and then, by a hair’s breadth, dodging the attack of the stick. Right at his original position, tiny cracks appeared in space.

In less than one-thousandth of a second, these spatial cracks healed again.

Before Russell could catch his breath, Xueda, who had been bound by the Thorn Rising, also broke free from the entanglent of thorns and leaped forward like a frog, spreading his arms and striking towards Russell with such ferocity that it seed he intended to fiercely squash Russell like a fly.

However, Russell keenly noticed that at this mont, Xueda’s eyes were slightly unfocused, as if he had reverted to being a puppet.

His movents were no longer agile.

“Burst!”

The teor Butterfly Sword danced, the Secret Technique: Sword of Thunder flourished, myriad thunderbolts eting Xueda’s hands, while Russell hastened himself, shifting a hundred ters away.

Then he lifted his left hand, gesturing towards the ground beneath Shuang Da: “Thorn Rising!”

The nurous thorny tendrils that had comforted Xueda now burst forth beneath Shuang Da’s feet, beginning to entwine his legs.

Shuang Da hopped quickly, eting up with Xueda swiftly, then stepping onto Xueda’s hands, both exerting force together like an electromagnetic launch, their bodies soaring into the air chasing after Russell, their large hand grasping at the void.

Around Russell, the blizzard once again transford into an invisible giant hand, and this ti, the hand was even more compact.

It seed as if it were welding the surrounding space shut.

A sinister smile appeared on Shuang Da’s lips, his fractured fangs also quivering quickly, planning to use this thunderous strike to completely annihilate Russell.

“Ethereal Dream Escape Skill?” Polly’s voice echoed in his mind.

“No!” Russell denied, “It’s not ti yet, without sufficient pressure, we cannot break the shackles of the Dragon Domain Lord!”

“Alright, let’s do the ‘deadland resurrection’ again!”

“No, this ti there’s only resurrection, and no deadland, at the mont close to death, Polly, seize the chance for the Ethereal Dream Escape Skill!”

“Okay!”

“Co on, let the blizzard co even fiercer!” Russell faced Shuang Da’s assault, eyes widened, roaring madly.

The conversation in his mind was just a mont, and his determination was set.

With both hands gripping the teor Butterfly Sword, he heavily struck out with a slash at Shuang Da’s attack, this slash, a crossword of thunder.

For the first ti.

Russell’s swordsmanship split the space in front of him, revealing a pitch-black crack.

Shuang Da, undeterred yet smiling, swung his wooden stick with a motion akin to hitting a baseball, striking fiercely against Russell’s long sword.

The spatial crack spread all around.

The enormous stick, like a mountain, made the teor Butterfly Sword appear like a re embroidery needle, but the collision between the sword and the stick triggered a massive shockwave.

Boom!

The invisible giant hand ford by the blizzard instantly shattered.

Countless snowflakes suspended in the air visibly paused for a mont, then were swept across all directions by the powerful shockwave.

The spatial cracks spread like a spider web, and at the center of the web was where the long sword clashed with the stick.

“Faust!” Shuang Da howled, his laughter resonant.

The wooden stick’s onslaught was halted for a mont, but just for a mont, the next mont, the teor Butterfly Sword shattered into pieces.

Transforming into a stream of silver light, it entered Russell’s left palm.

The stick’s onslaught continued unabated, ferociously smashing towards Russell, unard, his Thunder Coat fluttering without wind, an indication that the elental forces had been shaken by the blow, even before the stick had hit, the powerful force knocked Russell out of the Master of Thunder state.

But what faded was only the state, what was exchanged was a piercing light of dawn in his spirit.

At this mont.

Facing the imminent catastrophe descending upon him, Russell too revealed a smile, his gaze tenderly resting on the sneering Shuang Da.

He didn’t make a sound, just mouthed a few words with his lips: “Shuang Da, thanks.”

Then, just as the stick was about to flatten him, his figure abruptly vanished, as if he had never existed.

The montum of the stick did not lessen, smashing through where Russell had been.

Shuang Da’s sneer stiffened on his lips, his eyes, previously bright, also revealing boundless confusion at this mont.

The space had shattered beyond repair, everything sealed off.

Why!

Had Russell Fluorescent Fungus still disappeared?