894: Chapter 894: The Death of the Glorious Evil Spirit (Extra Large Chapter for Monthly Ticket) 894: Chapter 894: The Death of the Glorious Evil Spirit (Extra Large Chapter for Monthly Ticket) The Evil Spirit Angel’s colossal form ascended along the atrium, more and more debris falling onto its body, like a swiftly rising elevator platform.
It didn’t despise these stones, for as they covered it, they ford a simple barrier.
Soon, it had pursued He Ao to the highest floor of the building; the young man had nowhere to run.
At this mont, the entire building, affected by the residual forces of their battle, began to collapse like dominoes, and there was nothing in the sky for He Ao to use to his advantage.
The splendid starlight shone on the young man’s blood-covered body and on the arms that extended like tentacles from the glittering mound of sand.
Broken chunks of concrete and steel bars laid on top of the radiant sand heap like a dense, thick armor, piling ters in thickness.
Leaping to the very top of the rooftop, the youth in mid-air looked up at the stars veiled by the glowing heat of flas, then his body gradually decelerated to zero and began to plumt rapidly.
Below him, the Evil Spirit Angel also climbed to the very peak of the building, slowly stretching out its form.
Countless arms slowly spread out centered on the direction of the youth’s fall, their glimr mingling with the starlight of the firmant.
Like a grand, exquisite blossom of flesh and blood, it blood slowly under the stars.
He Ao’s body turned mid-air, facing downwards, staring at the blooming flower of arms covered in glimr and countless chunks of concrete.
A wind carrying a slight heat grazed his cheek; his speed increasing faster and faster, he was about to fall right into the center of that ‘flower’.
Those previously stretched out arms abruptly closed, from top to bottom, blocking all space above and below He Ao, seeking to crush his entire silhouette.
At that instant, the youth’s erect body instantly twisted, transforming into a narrow black shadow, slipping through the gaps between these arms and reaching the hollow beneath them.
That was the ability of the Cloak of Replacent to change one’s form.
Retrieve objects from the air!
He Ao raised his hand, and a massive black broad sword instantly appeared in it, its sharp blade covered with Divine Sense and Strengthening Magic Array, cleaving towards the Evil Spirit Angel’s body, covered in thick concrete, as he swung down.
At the sa ti, the palms that had just missed him once again twisted downwards, grasping for He Ao’s back.
The smallest of these concrete blocks, difficult for an adult to even flip over, were like tofu to He Ao at that mont, but breaking tofu also required ti.
And this was precisely why the Evil Spirit Angel was willing to let these concrete and building remains pile on its body.
Even with an accident like this, it only needed these things to delay He Ao for a mont, and then it could completely tear him to shreds.
The sword-bearing youth’s body was still falling at high speed, the scattered starlight shrouded by the dense arms, the faint glow from the Evil Spirit Angel illuminating this quiet and confined area.
This eerie glow lit up the youth’s body, shone on that blood-stained cheek, and on the palms surging toward him like a tide on all sides.
As his blade was about to touch the thick concrete, the youth clenched the hilt.
Retrieve objects from the air!
The concrete block beneath the giant blade almost vanished instantly, the razor-sharp blade descending vertically without resistance, touching the body of the Evil Spirit Angel, pulsating with radiance like a mound of sand.
Each of the eyes beneath the glimr watched the sharp blade, its pupils dilating in that mont.
This ti, He Ao’s body finally collided with the Evil Spirit Angel’s.
The broad giant sword easily sliced through the hefty flesh, piercing into the massive creature’s body, accompanied by the surge of light-condensed blood.
It pierced its last energy convergence point.
The dense palms that had obscured everything slowly lost their strength, parting to the sides, revealing the dazzling starlight of the sky.
Huu—
Along with a howling noise, the giant hand that had been tightly clutching the edge of the building, maintaining the form of the Evil Spirit Angel, lost its strength, and the entire form, along with the crumbling pieces of concrete, fell down the pathway illuminated by starlight.
The body filled with brilliance began to fade rapidly.
He Ao, holding onto the sword hilt, sat kneeling atop the ‘sand heap’ whose glow was disappearing, sliding down along with the entire body of the Evil Spirit Angel.
Chunks of concrete surged towards him, covering half of his body.
Just because he had always used Retrieve objects from the air to get his weapons didn’t an that’s all he could move; this misdirection had been his intent from the beginning.
He had ascended all this way, just to assu this terrifying posture, allowing the Evil Spirit Angel to layer its cent “armor” more thickly.
Boom—
The dimly glowing, massive flesh smashed onto the already shattered ground.
Those arms, like petals of a dying flower, slowly unfolded, collapsing to the earth.
He Ao staggered out of the rubble.
Drawing his broad sword to prop himself up, he walked to the center of the enormous carcass.
Kicking aside an arm that had lost its strength, he reached beneath the arm into the chunks of broken stones and then forcefully yanked upward with a great tug.
Accompanied by a spray of radiant blood-like light, the long, dark spear was abruptly pulled out.
Previously, after the spear had pierced the Evil Spirit Angel’s body, the entity had consciously gripped the spear tighter, completely burying it within itself.
To retrieve objects from the air from within a living being or those controlled by a living being ca at a great cost.
And it seed that the Evil Spirit Angel had realized this too, deliberately taking control of the spear with the intent to possibly destroy one of He Ao’s weapons.
Unfortunately, it didn’t realize that retrieval could also apply to other objects.
Starlight sprinkled onto the tip of the high, blood-fueled spear.
The Blood-Moistening Jade Pendant on He Ao’s chest shimred with a faint glow.
Below him, the entire body of the Evil Spirit Angel started to decay rapidly.
Putting away the Black Rope Spear, He Ao stepped down from the body of the Evil Spirit Angel, slowly advancing towards the gate casting a faint red glow.
The collapse of the skyscraper never ceased.
Pieces of falling stone, like sudden rain, dropped all around him as the enormous body behind him decayed quickly under the starlight, disintegrating.
The Eye nestled within the inverted triangle in the sky gradually retracted into the void.
The glowing halo embedded in the young man’s eyes eventually faded completely.
At last, He Ao stepped out the gate, reaching the open space in front of the building.
Boom—
The fragile skyscraper behind him completely collapsed, kicking up plus of dust rising tens of ters high.
And in the dust’s wake, on the crimson cliff walls, invisible cracks began to form.
He Ao stopped in his tracks, sheathed the black broad sword into the Pirate Treasure Box, crouched down, and looked ahead.
Jie An, who had been thrown out the gate by He Ao earlier, was now lying on the open ground.
He was still in a deep sleep, but his physical condition seed to be stabilizing gradually.
He Ao crouched down, an orange-gray halo surfaced in his eyes.
He stretched out his hand, the power from the Eye of Truth enveloped by his Divine Sense covered his fingertips as he touched Jie An’s body.
A kind of invisible, faint light erged from in front of Jie An.
With the Eye of Truth’s power stirring, it was slowly peeled off Jie An’s body.
That light eventually collected together, gradually condensing into He Ao’s palm.
As this power was extracted, Jie An’s originally extrely weak breath started to strengthen bit by bit, gradually recovering.
These were the remnants of the Evil Spirit Angel’s strength left in Jie An, which had continuously been trying to re-rge with him, devouring his soul and body.
Using the lively power in the brilliance of the Eye of Truth, what seed like residual consciousness was deconstructed and stripped.
He Ao, holding the brilliance in his hand, pondered thoughtfully.
Judging just by the attribute of this power, the brilliance was holy and immaculate, filled with a vast and ancient purity.
But whether it was its intrinsic quality or a new attribute ford during the ‘fusion’ process with Jie An, this brilliance had a strong ability to rge.
As he pondered, He Ao brought this ball of light close to the Jade Pendant on his chest.
Threads of invisible strength were drawn out through his Divine Sense from the Jade Pendant, flowing towards the light.
The Jade Pendant was attempting to absorb the remnants of the Evil Spirit Angel’s body, which He Ao had sacrificed.
Every ti He Ao drew out a strand of energy, the remaining empty space was filled with fresh power.
Previously, the energy in the pendant was only a bit more than two-tenths from being full.
Although the Evil Spirit Angel didn’t have much strength left, it was still enough to fill the remaining two-tenths, with a little to spare.
This surplus energy, even if transford, couldn’t be stored in the pendant.
So He Ao simply took out this energy to experint.
The power pulled from the pendant approached the light in He Ao’s hand slowly.
After a slight tremble, it entwined with the brilliance, being anchored by it.
During this process, He Ao also noticed that the light could only stabilize a limited amount of power—the more and stronger the secured power, the quicker the brilliance seed to erupt and collapse.
While considering this, He Ao, with his Divine Sense wrapping the light in his palm, condensed it and slipped it into his sleeve.
Bang—
It was at this mont that fine cracks suddenly appeared in the rock beneath his feet, and the previously calm lava began to churn violently.
The ground started to shake intensely at that very mont.
Boom—
A massive rock at the cliff’s edge broke away, falling into the lava below and splashing up fiery waves dozens of ters high.
He Ao looked up, surveying his surroundings.
Under the “Eye of Truth’s” field of view, parts of the fundantal lines constituting everything around seed to have lost so form of support and were rapidly crumbling.
On the surface world, it was evident that the vast underground ‘lava cavern’ was collapsing at a visible rate to the naked eye.
At the far end of He Ao’s view, the platform where he had disembarked from the elevator was disintegrating, the tal structure of the elevator itself thoroughly twisted and damaged.
It seed this was the final ‘gift’ prepared by the puppet master for ‘visitors’—even if the visitor had killed that Radiant Angel Evil Spirit, the chain collapse caused by the death of the Evil Spirit Angel would bury the visitor in this underground region 20,000 ters deep.
He Ao reached down to pick up Jie An from the ground, glancing up at the ‘starry sky’ above.
The starry sky did not collapse with the crumbling of the cavern; it stood there as if it always had.
Rolling lava surged out like a tsunami, sweeping towards He Ao in a blanket of destruction.
Behind the young man, the booming sound of a steam whistle rang out as an old-fashioned classical train burst through the flying sparks of molten lava and appeared.
The youth watched the surging fiery waves and collapsing rocks, took a half step backward, and perfectly stepped onto the open door of the train behind him.
Amidst the violent sounds of collapse, the old-fashioned train vanished into this scorching space.
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Floating Base
A girl clutching a scythe wove through streams of tallic chains, with the bright starlight shining on her face, now dry with caked blood.
As she moved fiercely, the dried scabs on her face cracked, and a piece fell from her cheek, revealing pale skin underneath with small, fresh wounds.
But at this mont, the girl had no ti to care about the blood on her face.
She suddenly raised the scythe in her hands, blocking a chain that abruptly lashed out from the air.
Her entire body shuddered from the impact, but she did not retreat.
Instead, she flipped over, seizing the opportunity to slip through the gaps between the flowing wide stripes, and drove the scythe into the chest of a tal giant behind the chains.
Amidst the stars and the sea of clouds, the night wind blew through the girl’s jet-black hair strands.
The giant chanical being trembled, and the nurous flowing chains instantly retracted, coalescing into two broad arms that reached out to strike the girl.
Biting down on her teeth, the girl pulled the scythe out of the tal giant and leaped backward, landing on a nearby tal platform just in ti to dodge the giant’s palm.
Death is the best teacher.
In this brief combat, Lin Chichi felt her combat skills rapidly improving.
Although she was acutely aware that many techniques were wrong and would cause damage to her body if used, she couldn’t care about that now.
As the girl distanced herself from the tal giant, it lowered its gaze to assess the damage to its chest before turning its attention back to the girl, raising its hand once more.
Its tal arms instantly detached, pieces flipping and folding, transforming into two smaller chanical giants, converging on the girl.
Could humans truly defeat such a thing?
Watching the two approaching tal giants, Lin Chichi gripped her scythe tightly and drew a deep breath.
Sharp pain constantly emanated from her waist and the sides of her thighs.
Those were wounds ‘grazed’ by the tal chains.
Had she not dodged swiftly, she might have been cut in half there and then.
A re touch by the opponent could inflict such severe injury on her, yet her all-out efforts only left a few seemingly insignificant marks on her adversary.
With her current injuries, if this had happened a few months earlier, she would have been lying on the ground waiting for an ambulance.
Humans are sotis so fragile that a light touch can cause irreparable harm.
And yet, at tis, humans seem to possess an inexhaustible potential.
Lin Chichi clenched the giant scythe tightly in her hands, gritting her teeth.
There were no ambulances here.
Even if there was no way to win, she had to charge forward and conquer it.
The scattered ravings in her mind were still echoing, but they were forcefully suppressed by the young girl’s willpower, yet her sanity was indeed rapidly diminishing.
She seed to be standing on the brink of madness.
The two small tal giants swung their diminutive chains toward her, and the girl lifted her scythe, enduring the severe pain in her body, and once again leapt out forcefully, rolling through the gaps between the chains.
Then, with a flash, she spun her body and lifted the scythe to sweep at the little giant at her side.
The little giant imdiately withdrew its chains, reconfiguring them into two chanical pincers that clamped toward the scythe in the girl’s hands.
Behind the girl, another little giant was swinging chains while approaching, aiming a strike towards the girl’s back.
In that instant, the girl suddenly reversed her scythe, positioning it behind her back to block the incoming chains.
Still, the tip of a chain whipped around, striking the girl’s torso, and the sharp tal edge of the chain instantly sliced open the flesh under her armpit.
But at this mont, the girl had no ti to cry out in pain or call for help.
Biting down on her teeth, she continued her movents without pausing, turning abruptly to deflect the chains with her scythe, and leaped toward the chain-wielding little giant closing in on her.
The sharp scythe flashed under what seed like the ‘astonished’ gaze of the little giant, severing the tallic head of the robot in one fell swoop.
The body of the tal little giant flickered once, then toppled backward, falling to the ground.
Success.
The girl felt a surge of joy in her heart.
Her initial target had been this little giant, as she was closer to it, but she had to first trick the other little giant into retracting its chains.
Breaking through the chains of one little giant was much easier than breaking through those of two.
So the head was the giant’s weak spot?
However, before her thoughts could complete in her mind, a vast chanical hand suddenly stretched out from behind her, almost completely covering her field of view.
The little giant she’d tricked into forming ‘pincers’ had silently approached her while she was breaking through the chains and transford into a giant hand, cutting off her retreat.
The girl imdiately prepared to dodge forward.
At that mont, the head of the tal little giant lying on the ground flickered, and its body suddenly unfolded, transforming into another giant hand that blocked her way forward.
The imnse shadow stood under the starlight.
The massive body of the tal giant had swiftly arrived in front of the girl in that short span of ti.
Its abdon unfolded, instantly turning into tal chains that sealed off the sky and blocked the girl’s last escape route.
So it was successful, after all.
Clearly, all of this was a trap laid out by the tal giant.
Lin Chichi gripped the scythe, gazing at the chains overhead.
An image of the kind-eyed young man flashed through her mind.
She actually knew that when Brother Hao Yi guided her here and gave her the opportunity to gain strength, he hoped that she could help him with so things.
But it seed like she had failed.
The wind that flowed through the gaps brushed past the dancing chains and swept through the girl’s strands of hair.
She was going to die.
She raised the scythe in her hand.
If she had to die, she would die standing.
It’s just her hair was a bit ssy, no ti to tidy up her hairstyle anymore.
Under the silent night sky, the faint sound of so tiny wheels turning arose.
The coffin standing not far away slowly opened, and the young girl with ash-golden long hair floated out from inside.
She opened her eyes, and those amber gem-like pupils shattered inward in an instant.
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