Capítulo 1007: Chapter 1005: My Heart Is Eternal
“Crack!”
Long i’er’s palm was about to strike Richard’s head when suddenly golden light surged from Richard’s body surface, barely breaking free from a portion of suppression, tilting his body backward to avoid the vital spot, allowing Long i’er’s palm to hit his chest.
“Bang!”
Long i’er blinked, seemingly surprised, but let his hand fall anyway. At the instant the palm touched the chest, Richard appeared like he was stuffed into a at grinder, the skin, muscle, and bone at the chest being instantly stripped and torn apart by energy, exposing the internal organs below.
Then a dozen thumb-thick electric arcs sprang from Long i’er’s palm, entwining the organs and rampaging.
“Sizzle!”
The lung was electrically charred.
“Poof!”
The trachea and esophagus abruptly shrank into a mass.
“Bang!”
The heart was stimulated and exploded directly, blood splattered, resembling a blooming red flower.
At this mont, Richard’s entire body’s color suddenly faded, and then he vanished piece by piece, as if erased with a rubber from the air.
“Huh!”
Long i’er exclaid, stopping his hand. The domain collapsed, and the surrounding dark clouds and thunder followed by slowly dissipating.
The whole sky returned to tranquility, Long i’er looked around, searching for Richard’s figure.
After a full ten seconds, Long i’er saw a peculiar space over two hundred ters away, directing his gaze there.
Over two hundred ters in the air, Richard’s body gradually “painted” itself out like a watercolor painting, reappearing in this world. The only difference was that the chest injuries had completely vanished, indistinguishable from a normal person.
However, Richard’s face appeared sowhat pale.
This was because he had used the exceedingly costly Void Transfer Magic.
This Void Transfer Magic, learned from his study of the “Void Treasure Book” and Allen Pamp’s handbook, was more potent compared to previous void magic, not only avoiding damage but also healing injuries during the evasion process.
But the problem is, the cost is very high.
The previous Void Avoidance Magic increased speed by making the body intangible to dodge attacks. If dodged successfully, it’s all good, failing to dodge still results in energy damage, though relatively lighter. And its usage mainly damages the body surface, bones, and is temporal, just requiring recovery.
The current Void Transfer Magic, however, causes the body to partially rge with Void Energy, like half the body hiding in the void. This way, it can almost immunely evade attacks, but consequently be contaminated by Void Energy, a long-term effect, significantly lowering the body condition. If it’s not thoroughly eliminated afterward, the body will worsen over ti, as Allen Pamp did previously.
Long i’er stared at Richard’s face, spoke after a few seconds: “Wizard Richard, your current condition doesn’t look good, but I’m really surprised you managed to dodge my attack.”
“Just luck,” Richard said, voice sowhat hoarse, clearly feeling chills seeping from the bone, the whole person like falling into an ice cave, unable to help but shiver, which is a side effect of Void Energy Erosion.
“Luck, hm.” Long i’er said lightly, “I don’t think so; I see it as strength. I’m really curious now, how many trump cards you’re hiding. Perhaps, only by exhausting them will you fully awaken. So let see your final trump card!”
At that, Long i’er charged again, raising his palm.
Richard’s eyes contracted into two black dots.
At this mont, he thought very clearly; going on like this, his end would be utterly miserable. Even if he manages to continuously evade Long i’er’s attacks, sooner or later he would die from excessive Void Energy erosion.
In this case, only the final ans can be used.
Forced to employ these ans.
“Swish!”
Richard flipped his hand, a silvery-white tal mask appeared, which he then wore on his face.
This was the Black Spirit King Mask he had modified, increasing the energy output efficiency, allowing smoother utilization of the Black Spirit King’s strength.
The mont he wore the mask, an indescribable imnse force flooded his body like an ocean, the empty Magic Origin instantly filled, suppressing the eroding Void Energy temporarily.
At this mont, Richard heard all “crash” sounds in his ears.
It was the energy flowing in the body, in the veins, in every cell, resonating.
He flipped his hand again, a completely new Destructive Gloves appeared, quickly worn, directly aid at the approaching Long i’er.
The Destructive Gloves activated again!
“Swish!”
The golden light erged, then exploded, nurous fragnts whistling towards Long i’er, enveloping his body.
Before the golden light fragnts could dissipate, Richard unhesitatingly took out a second Destructive Gloves, wore it aiming at Long i’er.
The Destructive Gloves activated for the third ti!
“Swish!”
Again golden light erged, exploded, identical number of dazzling fragnts flew out, enveloping Long i’er.
Then the fourth Destructive Gloves, fifth Destructive Gloves, sixth, seventh… the tenth… twentieth…
In the end, Richard couldn’t even recall how many Destructive Gloves he used; he only saw the entire sky brightly lit, layers of golden light fragnts thoroughly enveloping Long i’er, continuously releasing attacks.
Earlier Long i’er said, the Destructive Gloves attacks already could hurt him, but luck was a bit bad… This sentence in Richard’s opinion could be understood as follows: the Destructive Gloves indeed could harm Long i’er but not one hundred percent guaranteed, only with a certain probability. Precisely due to this probability, Long i’er during the first attack used so ans to dodge it, avoiding being hard.
Alright, if once doesn’t work, then twice, if twice doesn’t work then ten tis, twenty tis!
He doesn’t have much else, but a lot of Destructive Gloves.
Perhaps elsewhere, one Destructive Gloves would be extrely precious, but possessing the entire industrial manufacturing process, for him it was rely a mass-produced industrial product.
As long as there is a probability, he has confidence to pile up and kill the opponent by quantity, so long as it matches the probability, he believes it will work.
This is the power of an industrial behemoth, this is the logic of mathematical probability!
He doesn’t believe it can never succeed!
Thinking like this, Richard donned another Destructive Gloves, aid at Long i’er to attack.
In the dazzling light, he vaguely saw Long i’er’s struggle enveloped in golden light, suddenly piercing his chest with a hand, pulling out his heart and wrapped it with the golden robe to forcefully throw it. The heart wrapped in the golden robe flew out of the range of golden light, like a teor flying to the distance, disappearing out of sight.
What was that for?
Richard was a bit puzzled, but did not slow down his actions, continued pulling out Destructive Gloves to attack Long i’er.
After a long mont, Richard finally stopped, the golden light in front gradually dissipated.
Long i’er appeared, suspended in mid-air, motionless, an atrocious wound at the heart’s position, inside was empty, with blood constantly flowing.
Watching Long i’er’s body suspended in front, Richard exerted all his efforts to perceive, confirming the opponent had no breath left, indeed dead.
Dead… Just as the thought ca, Richard saw a streak of flowing light returning from afar, which was Long i’er’s heart wrapped in the golden robe.
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