Eventually, she would be able to unleash the Eight Gods Blades in an instant.
For now, her cultivation level wasn’t sufficient, so she had to rely on the crystal levels to compensate it.
When refining this spiritual artifact, she had already considered this point.
The third crystal slot had the attribute of accelerating energy conversion.
"Today, I’ll use you to test my spiritual artifact."
Amalia flicked her sword, her eyes gleaming with a cold light as she stared at Varela Yoder Yoder and Tercero Yoder in front of her.
"Such arrogant words! Today, we’ll use you to honor the fallen Nueve!"
Varela Yoder Yoder was furious, the veins on his forehead bulging.
With those words, Tercero Yoder shot out like an arrow from a bow, his figure moving so fast it was almost imperceptible to the naked eye.
"Still want to test your spiritual artifact? From now on, I won’t let you use your ultimate technique again!"
As he charged, Tercero Yoder shouted, his left hand holding four explosive amulets between his fingers, which he threw out rapidly.
By the ti he reached Amalia, the four explosive amulets had already detonated, as if to show Amalia that he also knew how to use amulet attacks.
Amalia’s expression remained unchanged, and she even had the leisure to glance at Varela Yoder.
He hadn’t moved, but the spiritual artifact in front of him began to emit an extrely bright golden light.
It was also an interdiate level spiritual artifact, and the power it released was even stronger than the previous attack.
The four explosive amulets didn’t reach Amalia.
They encountered the defensive amulet she threw out halfway and exploded prematurely.
Through the smoke and dust, Tercero Yoder’s figure charged out, the hamr in his hand three or four tis the size of an adult’s head, crashing down heavily.
With a thunderous sound, a bolt of lightning struck towards Amalia in an instant.
Amalia slashed out with her sword, the sharp blade colliding with the lightning, creating a thunderous roar.
The dark clouds split open, revealing a gray-blue sky, with the sunlight blocked by heavier clouds above.
Imdiately after, Tercero Yoder rushed at Amalia, and their spiritual artifacts clashed with a loud clang, sparking intensely.
In an instant, they exchanged hundreds of blows.
The sparks flew continuously, and the spiritual artifacts buzzed from the impact.
The energy waves emanating from behind Amalia grew stronger and stronger, and Tercero Yoder’s face revealed his barely contained excitent.
"Die!"
His face twisted with malice as he swung his spiritual artifact faster and faster, trying to trap Amalia.
Suddenly, the third incriptions of Amalia’s spiritual artifact burst into a brilliant light, drawing a significant amount of spiritual energy from her body.
A burst of flas shot up like a fire encountering oil, engulfing Tercero Yoder in towering flas.
"Third Brother!"
Varela Yoder Yoder hadn’t expected Amalia to have a backup plan.
Seeing his brother enveloped in flas and his fate unknown, his sinister eyes turned to Amalia.
His spiritual technique was ready, and his killing intent locked onto her, "Die with my brothers! Hundred Strikes of the Erald Dragon Spiritual Sword Technique!"
A curved blade ford from spiritual energy descended from above Amalia, exuding a nacing aura.
Amalia instantly switched back to her crystal core spiritual artifact, the third crystal slot emitting a faint hum.
Her spiritual energy was instantly drained, her face turning pale.
It was still the second move of the Eight Gods Blades, but this ti, the pressure it released was at least twice as strong as before.
Facing the incoming Erald Dragon Spiritual Sword Technique, Amalia let out a fierce cry and leaped up, slashing out with all her might!
Heaven and earth seed to be moved in an instant.
The two massive energy forces appeared to be at a stalemate.
From a distance, the onlookers watched eagerly, wondering who would erge victorious.
After an indeterminate amount of ti, the ground finally settled.
A group of spiritual cultivators from the rcenary Market couldn’t resist to flying over to investigate.
As they approached, they saw a massive crater, fifty to sixty ters deep, with the surrounding area turned into a barren wasteland.
Looking at Varela Yoder Yoder, he was covered in blood and the most horrifying aspect being that half of his face was missing.
His body was hanging from a mountain peak, blood flowing down its surface like a waterfall, creating a grueso scene.
"Big brother!"
Tercero Yoder who is equally tattered but in better shape than Varela Yoder Yoder, rushed over in a mix of grief and rage.
He didn’t dare touch him and could only watch helplessly.
"Hurry," Varela Yoder Yoder managed to say one word before blood gushed uncontrollably from his mouth.
"Big brother, don’t speak, you’ll be fine," Tercero Yoder said urgently.
"Fool!"
Varela Yoder Yoder roared angrily, disregarding his injuries.
"I ant hurry and kill her! After using so many ultimate technique, her spiritual energy must be nearly depleted. Now is the best ti to kill her!"
Tercero Yoder was montarily stunned, then quickly looked at Amalia.
She had used at least three ultimate technique today and was now practically defenseless.
His eyes quickly filled with a murderous gleam.
"I understand, big brother. I will avenge you and Nueve!"
Amalia knew they would react quickly, so as soon as the second blade of the Eight Gods technique was unleashed, she grabbed a crystal core and frantically absorbing its energy.
However, the ti was too short.
Even though she could absorb external energy much faster than most people, there was only so much she could take in such a brief period.
Seeing Tercero Yoder already reacting, Amalia hesitated.
Just as she was about to crush the crystal core, trying to survive like a desperate person, a strange sensation overca her.
Her pet, Wealth, seed to sense sothing and erged from her pocket, blinking its eyes at her.
Amalia was montarily stunned, as if guided by so force.
Suddenly, she felt a surge of energy flowing into her body.
By the ti she realized what had happened, the crystal core in her hand had already been drained to a dull and beco an empty shell.
Amalia couldn’t afford to be surprised.
The energy she had just absorbed was enough for her to perform one more ultimate technique, and this was sothing Tercero Yoder didn’t know.
Driven by a thirst for revenge, Tercero Yoder was blinded by rage, not noticing anything unusual about Amalia.
He raised his thunder hamr, preparing to unleash his ultimate move—Heavenly Thunder Explosion.
The thick clouds gathered in the sky, crackling with electricity.
Over a dozen bolts of lightning, converging on Amalia, fell with great force.
In the midst of the thunder and lightning, Tercero Yoder’s twisted face watched with a triumphant smile as Amalia was engulfed by the lightning bolts.
The friction of the lightning produced deafening sonic booms.
The sight of the explosion was a delightful spectacle in Tercero Yoder’s mind.
But the situation didn’t unfold as he expected.
Just before the Heavenly Thunder Explosion could detonate, an imnsely powerful blade of light sliced through the sphere of lightning it had ford.
The blade strike was clean and smooth, continuing onward towards Tercero Yoder.
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