Chapter 788: Chapter 487: Death in Houston
Hum—
The massive black sphere suddenly collapsed, sweeping up the dark and intricate fragnts within, all coalescing into a single point that twisted and spun as it vanished without a trace, leaving only a vast pit on the surface of the Spirit World.
Plip.
Chen Lun’s tall figure slowly landed.
He stood erect, flicked his wrist to spin a stick, and planted his Silver Staff firmly on the ground. After waiting in silence for a few seconds, he suddenly shook his head and chuckled, looking towards the ruins of the building nearby.
“Houston, do you think I’m an idiot, or are you treating yourself like one? Co out already!”
Chen Lun called out.
No kill notification popped up on his panel, and he didn’t believe that a high-ranking Saint would fall so easily. With the boost of 97 points of Insight, and both “Five Senses Perception” and “Spiritual Intuition” fully activated, he easily pinpointed the other’s hiding spot.
A writhing black shadow erged from the ruins like a tentacle, and soon after, it rose slowly not far from Chen Lun, taking on the form of Houston.
His expression was extrely unsightly, dark as gloomy waters, and the armor he was wearing unavoidably showed signs of damage, revealing a grueso wound underneath.
“Jack, I must admit, I underestimated you… But in the Mystic Realm, there is no such thing as a genius. Every strong individual has risen through years of battle and accumulation, and that includes the Gods… Even though I have no idea how you found my true self, your decision to confront head-on so soon after your ascension was your gravest mistake,” Houston said, his gaze fixing on him maliciously.
Chen Lun maintained a calm countenance and did not retort.
The panel was his secret, the basis on which he, in just three years, ascended from an ordinary person to a high-ranking being. The points he’d been awarded significantly shortened the process of his growth and accumulation, so it was no wonder that the other party would make such a huge mistake.
He rely thought it was a pity to himself.
“Mythical Magic: Common Reaction,” though powerful and unavoidable under forced targeting, just as he had guessed, had its limitations.
It not only required stringent skill checks, but the damage it could transfer was not infinite… For Chen Lun, the forr wasn’t an issue. After ascending to the higher ranks, his mythological character trait “Chosen One” carried significant weight, giving him a great advantage against enemies at his level.
However, the amount of damage the latter could transfer was influenced by Mysterious Resistance; unless facing a low to mid-sequence Transcendent who had not yet undergone a supernatural transformation, it was difficult to achieve a one-shot kill.
Therefore, despite taking that terrifying blow, Houston had only been injured and did not fall on the spot.
‘This skill indeed seems more suited for clearing mobs and group battles. Its effectiveness in one-on-one combat isn’t as good as I expected,’ Chen Lun thought as he glanced at his opponent and heightened his alertness.
‘However, the Destiny Faction doesn’t specialize in healing; their survivability is far inferior to the Flesh Sequence, not to ntion Nature, Earth, and the Solar System… Their forte lies in assassination, in pursuing swift and decisive lethal blows.’
Whoo-whoo…
An invisible gust sprang up from nowhere.
Houston’s figure vanished into voidness, and Chen Lun’s brow twitched as he found that even his “Five Senses Perception” couldn’t locate the other.
‘He’s certainly capable… Did he move to a deeper layer of the Spirit World, or did he use the power of myths to completely erase his traces?’
Chen Lun smirked.
Bang!
He gently turned around, the Silver Staff in his hand unknowingly raised and swiped backwards, colliding violently with an invisible force.
The shockwave spread outwards, but Chen Lun did not budge an inch.
Only the ground beneath his feet cracked and splintered from the impact.
Bang!
Bang! Bang!
A flash of silver light burst forth, accompanied by thunderous noise.
Chen Lun swung his staff non-stop, striking at sothing unseen, and the terrifying aftershocks completely destroyed the terrain for tens of ters around him.
‘Too bad, with the boost from ‘Chosen One,’ my “Spiritual Intuition” far outweighs his. Every attack he makes is inevitably pre-empted by …’
Chen Lun’s face was indifferent.
He then activated “Multitasking,” his left hand behind his back flicking through playing cards, the shuffling sounds soft but continuous, as he silently perford Divination.
His right hand, on the other hand, gripped the Silver Staff tightly, parrying and swiping in an impenetrable defense. Despite Houston’s attacks from the void, none could inflict the slightest harm.
“Got you now.”
Chen Lun’s eyes narrowed; the playing card in his left hand suddenly stopped, revealing the “Diamonds 7.” Without turning his head, he thrusted the staff backward towards the 7 o’clock position.
Thud!
Followed by a muffled groan.
Black blood sprayed out, and Houston’s figure was revealed.
His eyes twitched as he cursed the vexing powers of the Destiny Faction, and without further hesitation, he tore off his “human disguise,” revealing his Mythical Creature Form, preparing to fight to the end.
Boom!
Houston’s body suddenly grew taller, transforming into a legless floating giant… His body, enveloped in a smooth, gel-like black shadow that undulated like a wide cloak in the still air. From the eight or nine ters tall slender silhouette, four pairs of jet-black spiky limbs extended, folding in front like spider legs.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh—
Eight massive black spikes dropped without warning, looking like giant lances from the sky as they repeatedly struck at Chen Lun’s position!
Rumble!
The ground trembled under the saturated barrage, turning the area into a wasteland as dust and debris storms raged.
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