Chapter 809: Chapter 504: Fate of Death (Requesting Monthly Pass!)
This was Chen Lun’s first ti using his successfully developed ultimate technique in actual combat—
Earth Trace, Heaven Seal!
Under the influence of “Fleurette’s Magic Seal” and “Shadow Container,” the repulsive force was more than ten tis stronger than the “Big Trump Card”!
“Huh?”
Howard suddenly stood in front of Chen Lun, a look of surprise in his eyes.
“The combination of mythical powers is quite ingenious, worthy of the protagonist of this performance…”
He imdiately smiled, raised his hand, and threw out a sheet of paper.
It looked as if it had been casually torn from so notebook.
The sheet floated down in front of Chen Lun, and the elegant calligraphy in blue-black ink imdiately caught his eye—
“…Jack used his trump card to successfully withstand the attack of the dramatist, but it was just a distraction. In the mont of realization, the rusted black cane had already pierced his chest, penetrating his heart…”
Chen Lun’s expression changed.
He suddenly felt sothing cold pierce through his back. Even though the pain vanished, the strong sense of death surged in!
“Though you have ascended to a high rank, you are still too inexperienced, lacking the accumulation and tempering of ti.”
Howard’s voice ca from beside his ear.
Under the starry sky, Howard’s figure had disappeared, and he was now pressing against Chen Lun’s back, his black cane piercing through from the back, with the tip sticking out from the chest, covered in blood.
Chen Lun was shocked.
He was obviously alert, but Howard completely evaded his [Spiritual Intuition] and his senses, without giving any sign before the strike!
‘It’s that pen called [Human Cody], and his own [Playwright] sequence ability… Both combined, it overrode the influence of ‘Man of Destiny’ on !’
“Heaven Seal!!”
Fury flashed in Chen Lun’s eyes, and he backhanded a strike.
His pitch-black palm instantly exploded with a strong repulsive force, hitting Howard and pushing him a hundred ters away.
Chen Lun clutched the hole in his chest, slightly bending over, feeling his life force rapidly diminishing… He tried to use the [Wake of Insects] bookmark, but found it unresponsive, as if it had lost contact with him!
Looking up,
Howard’s golden hair was slightly tousled, with two strands falling across his forehead, his blue sapphire eyes calm and unperturbed.
He stood straight, holding a black pen in his left hand while his right held a freshly written sheet of paper, which he casually tossed out again.
With his powerful gaze, Chen Lun swept across the hundred ters and saw the blue-black calligraphy on it—
“…Jack relied too much on the gifts from the dramatist, not knowing they still carried the original owner’s traces. In the critical mont of the performance, even if injured, he should grit his teeth and persist. This is the quality a King of Clowns should possess…”
Chen Lun narrowed his eyes.
‘No wonder the bookmark lost contact… This guy had already set it up with a trap, fully aware of its abilities. He’s trying to cut off my chance to heal and quickly end the fight! But Howard has no idea I have another trump card…’
Without much action, snowy white crystals spread from the gaping holes in his chest and throat, instantly filling the wounds… Even the shattered bones and muscles were perfectly repaired.
This was the mythical creature trait from the god of murals, Clarence—
Crystal Cells!
Its healing ability was fully comparable to the bookmark!
‘But it consus my own physical strength… I can’t drag this out. My attribute panel is far inferior to Howard, he’s already at the brink of Angel Rank, at the end of Sequence Three.’
The thought flashed through Chen Lun’s mind.
His expression turned resolute, this ti raising his left hand, dark shadows enveloping his fingers, which spread open and grasped towards Howard.
“Earth Trace!”
Buzz!!
Howard raised an eyebrow. In the next instant, he felt his body being locked by an invisible gravitational force, a brutal and violent power pulling him over!
This mont ca too suddenly. He hadn’t expected his own [Spiritual Intuition] to fail, and now he couldn’t even use his path-related spatial abilities!
His sapphire eyes narrowed.
The next second, he was pulled right to Jack, whose right arm had sohow beco covered in dazzling diamond-like white crystalline scales, and a punch ca swinging over.
Bang!!!
Howard imdiately felt the starry sky in his vision shake, countless flickering stars spinning around. The long-lost pain suddenly spread from his cheek throughout his entire head, causing every part of his body to cry out in agony.
Poof—
He coughed up a mouthful of blood, his thoughts montarily halted.
His body then shot across like a teor.
However, this process lasted only a fraction of a second. He felt that terrifying gravitational force capture him again, freezing him in mid-air before rapidly pulling him back.
“Excellent mythical power, excellent punch,”
Howard didn’t seem to see the rapidly enlarging tall figure and the eyes filled with killing intent, smiling to himself in praise.
Bang!!
Chen Lun swung another punch, but this ti it was t by a blue-black hand covered in barnacles.
Howard’s face appeared behind the hand, his half-exposed face smiling without emotion, blue eyes quietly gazing at him.
Bang bang bang!!
A sudden collision occurred abruptly.
White and cyan-black fists exploded in the starry sky.
Boom——
A giant sea serpent covered in cyan-black barnacles appeared with a crash, its body covered with armor-like scales, and deep red spikes stood erect on its joints, connected by fleshy mbranes, resembling blood-stained sails at first glance.
A sinister snake head with a pitch-black spiral horn, its chin covered in octopus tentacles. A pair of sapphire vertical pupils coldly watching, as if seeing the finale of this performance approaching.
Howard suddenly unfolded his mythical creature form, his mottled amber tail whipped in the air, splitting open, transforming into a pincer blade filled with sharp teeth, slicing downward!
Clang!!!
A shining White Scale Dragon’s tail whipped simultaneously, and the mont they collided, the starry sky around them shattered. The resplendent scene instantly beca distorted and hazy, turning into deep, muddy dye.
Pages upon pages of paper appeared out of nowhere.
They made rustling sounds, falling like rain.
The erald vertical pupils of the White Scale Dragon emitted light, instantly capturing all text information on the pages. Without exception, they all repeated the sa content, only that single passage:
“…The Dramatist once wrote in a note: ‘The extraordinary ability I developed [Animal Mimicry] was once praised by my teacher as a rare power on the Path of Destiny… As I advanced, this ability accompanied for a long ti, and I relied on it to defeat many opponents.’… Jack’s most proud ability ca from the Dramatist’s gift, while the gift of destiny had already marked a price in secret. As a teacher, naturally one must be more experienced than the student…”
Bang——
A shining star suddenly appeared in the starry sky.
Accurately speaking, it was an exploding cloud composed of countless sparks!
Beneath the barnacle sea serpent, a mottled dark blue claw suddenly shot out, its imnse joints clenched into a fist, striking the White Scale Dragon’s abdon with speed beyond biological limit reactions.
Like an eraser wipe, a portion of white traces instantly disappeared.
The White Scale Dragon was severed into two!
At this mont, Chen Lun’s mind went blank.
He couldn’t perceive Howard’s punch at all; the opponent’s speed even exceeded the transmission of [Spiritual Intuition].
‘Burst of Strength hundreds of tis in an instant… How could He endure it Himself?’
This thought flashed through Chen Lun’s mind.
With blurred vision, half of the barnacle sea serpent’s body crumbled into dust, turning into floating dust particles dispersing into the starry sky.
But its sapphire vertical pupils remained unperturbed, not caring at all.
In the next second, countless wriggling flesh buds grew from its torn body, returning to its original form in just one breath.
Chen Lun was appalled by Howard’s characteristics, fearing its lethality far exceeded those of the sa Sequence rank…
The massive barnacle sea serpent moved its body, flickering a distance in the blink of an eye, its tail sweeping, wrapping around the severed lower half of the White Scale Dragon, and engulfing it whole in an instant.
Chen Lun was imdiately overwheld by an imnse pain, not physical pain but rather from the soul, spirituality, and a certain bond… it was the part the “Golem Life” could not eliminate.
Howard, using so unknown ans, forcibly devoured most of his Life Force, Physical Strength, and Sanity!
“It’s ti for the curtain to fall, Jack.”
The barnacle sea serpent spoke human words in an indifferent tone.
Like a declaration of death, its underbelly claw shot out again, this ti directly targeting the White Scale Dragon’s head!
“Heaven Seal——”
The Repulsive Force descended once more, acting upon Howard’s body.
But the speed of that punch was even faster.
Boom!!
The White Scale Dragon’s head silently shattered, with its two white crystal antlers scattering along.
The lifeless, headless corpse floated in the starry sky with just half a body remaining.
Howard reverted to human form, quietly watching it all.
He slowly took out the black pen and the script “King of Clowns,” opening to the last page, about to write sothing down.
However, his hand suddenly froze.
“Hmm?”
Howard frowned.
He found his hand uncontrollably trembling. Upon closer inspection, he noticed a grain-sized white spot had unknowingly stained his fingertip.
“Sothing’s wrong…”
Howard squinted his eyes, quickly flicking his finger.
The entire finger snapped off at the root.
Even so, he still felt that eerie power clinging to him like a bone-attached maggot, spreading within his body!
His sapphire eyes grew heavy, witnessing with a grim expression as white crystallizations erged at the severed finger joint, proliferating and spreading with visible speed, quickly crawling over his entire arm!
Behind him, a White Scale Dragon’s head quietly rose, its erald vertical pupils staring at him, speaking slowly:
“The ending of this performance should be the Dramatist’s Fate of Death…”
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