Two-pronged approach: as the summoning ti limit reached, the farr reluctantly put away his whip, dissipating into nothingness. Most of the evil spirits were shattered, and none could approach the Skull Knight.
"Spiritual power fluctuation... I can’t feel it."
Abdullah’s expression was dazed; in his worldview, the stronger one is, the more rampant their use of Extraordinary Power.
The Puppet Master controls puppets to sweep floors and wash dishes, Telekinesis Users use Telekinesis to play gas on their phones, and so Mages, when suppressed daily, would use the zero-level trick, [Mage’s Hand], to lend themselves a hand.
For the strong, using Extraordinary Power is as natural as breathing. But from the Tung Bone Knight, Abdullah couldn’t sense any spiritual power fluctuation.
The Old House of the Republic seed to recognize its power gap with Tung Bone and now was its life-or-death mont. All the remaining mold erged from the carbonized planks, forming a giant mouth, howling mournfully towards the front,
"Roar!"
Players felt shaken to their core, with a lethal itch on their backs—a fungal network grew profusely from the red-spotted curse on their backs, birthing tiny evil spirits.
"Gale Energy into the Ship, Frost Flower Shirt."
Wu Quan recited the sword technique, drawing a Tai Chi Sword from the void, swirling it over his back to slice off the rampant fungal threads, and then swung it backhand towards Ada.
The latter, being fully chanical, was now left with just a head, lacking the back originally marked with the red curse. Yet, fungal threads grew from the titanium alloy skull as if it were hair.
Alisi and Abdullah, still capable of action, were desperately attacking the malevolent micro-spirits, but to no avail—they grew in the wind and spirit warriors in a stupor could still spawn them.
"Co to my side!"
Abdullah shouted fiercely, holding a Holy Relic in both hands, slamming it onto the submarine deck.
This Holy Relic wasn’t so power-enhancing item from another two-word ga, but an item from the world of the "Fate" series used as a ritual dium to summon specific Heroic Spirits during the Holy Grail War.
For example, using a cape scrap to summon Conquering King Iskandar, a Stone Sword scrap for King Arthur, or the Tesla Museum to summon Nikola Tesla.
And the Holy Relic in Abdullah’s hand... was a watch.
To be precise, it was a Casio F91W digital watch.
’Wait a minute...’
With his eyes and ears on full alert, Li Cheng sensed sothing was off.
"Silver and iron form its base, stone and the grand Duke of the contract as its foundation... Obey my order, my fate is in your blade..."
Abdullah rapidly chanted the summoning incantation, shouting: "By the wheels of restraint, co, guardian of the Twin Towers!"
As a brilliant white light flashed, before everyone stood a middle-aged Middle Eastern man wearing a robe and headscarf, sporting a full beard.
His gaze was resolute yet lancholic, possessing the noble air of soone born in a wealthy family, and the erudition of soone well-read, starkly contrasting with the weather-beaten AK47 rifle he held.
’What the heck.’
Keeping his back to everyone, Li Cheng exerted great effort to maintain his expression, resisting the urge to turn and vehently complain.
anwhile, Gray Rain, seated in the high-altitude Edge Fighter, didn’t need to hold back; he leaned close to the screen and gaped, "It really is Brother Dengzi."
"Really?" "Where, where?"
In the communication channel, Cylinder and Square Robot Servant were emotionally charged. In a sense, their country of origin, like Brother Deng, had clashed with the United States.
Brother Deng casually pulled a lit cigarette from his robe sleeve, took a deep drag, then abruptly started shooting.
Bam, bam, bam, bam—
Every shot from the AK47 hit an evil spirit’s head accurately.
Even more absurd, with the shooting, the iconic opening the of "Naruto Shippuden" inexplicably played around them.
"When spreading your wings, decide never to look back. Our goal is the deep blue sky~"
When Brother Deng holed up in the caves of Pakistan, his personal computer was loaded with quite a few single-player gas and ani, evidently having spent substantial ti on them.
"Headshot after headshot, bring luck upon luck."
"The only STEAM user from Cao County gave you a thumbs up."
Cylinder and Square Robot Servant couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration as Brother Deng cleanly dispatched all the micro-evil spirits erging from the red-spot curse. He then took another deep drag of his cigarette, a confident smile on his face.
The next mont, Brother Deng clasped his hands together, and behind him appeared the Dharma image of a Boeing 767 wide-body twin-engine jet.
"When you break through the clouds, you will know where the dream lies. Let all shackles be thrown away, flying towards that azure sky."
The "Naruto Shippuden" opening the reached its climax, the engines of the Boeing 767 roared rapidly, crashing loudly towards the swampwater’s Old House of the Republic.
The scene was a world-renowned masterpiece, as dozens of bloated corpses subconsciously swung pallid, bloated arms, oaring as if to speed the old house backward.
Even the carbonized planks themselves shook and trembled as if engulfed in boundless fear.
But in the next second, the airplane suddenly beca incorporeal, passed through the old house, and vanished.
All players were shocked, Gray Rain blinked confusedly, Cylinder and Square Robot Servants simultaneously let out disappointed sighs.
"..."
Brother Deng frowned, looked at his gradually transparent hands, then glanced back at Abdullah, who had rapidly beco emaciated, shaking his head in understanding.
This wasn’t an authentic Holy Grail War, and as the Master, Abdullah’s strength was too weak to support a Heroic Spirit in high-intensity battle.
With a hint of regret, Brother Deng and the Boeing 767’s apparition faded away. Yet, the fleeing speed of the old house showed no sign of slowing.
Because Li Cheng had ascended into the sky.
Gray Rain quickly adjusted the mic in the Edge Fighter, "Lao Cheng, Wu Quan’s Eyes Communication Headset is still on, and the Special Affairs Bureau’s custor service, Xiao Yuan, has known the Skull Knight for a long ti. Wouldn’t your action be recognizable?"
The Skull Knight could easily stop the fully-charged Alpha Snake Head, with power unfathomable,
Just showing a back view for Wu Quan and others to speculate was fine, but taking direct action was certainly more recognizable.
It was like a layperson scientist posing as an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, who’d get exposed the mont they said, "I think rockets should use water to wash coal," or "the principle of black holes lies in the interaction of the five elents: tal, wood, water, fire, and earth."
"Indeed, the Eyes Communication Headset can capture image information within a certain range around it, but it’s only visual information and can’t see spiritual power fluctuations."
Li Cheng confidently said, "So as long as the spectacle is grand enough, Yuan Donglian won’t notice."
He swiftly ascended to cloud height, employing the Fog Concealnt Skill to disguise himself as a thick cumulonimbus cloud, while using the [Dragon Breath] skill.
From the submarine deck, Wu Quan and others couldn’t see the Skull Knight’s figure; they could only see Thunder Python and Electric Snake flashing within the cumulonimbus, accompanied by rumbling thunder.
[Dragon Breath·Blue Dragon’s Lightning]
[Illusion and Reality·Bullet Screen Splendor]
The effects of both skills overlapping appeared to Wu Quan and others, and to the Eyes Communication Headset’s custor service Xiao Yuan, as a sky being torn asunder.
Hundreds to thousands of blue-purple electric lights erged from nowhere, as if the sky were shattering into pieces of mirrored glass, directly striking the Old House of the Republic.
The brilliance was so dazzling that Wu Quan and Puruya instinctively closed their eyes, while Alisi’s chanical eye rapidly layered several light shields within half a second to barely block out the blinding light.
Upon contact, the divine thunder shattered the floating corpses, its violent energy pulverizing every plank and the mold parasitizing them.
The air was filled with the scent of ionization, the old house that once floated on the water completely vanished, while fish beneath the water swam undisturbed, seemingly unaffected by the horrific thunderstorm’s collateral impact.
This is... the power of a Level 40 warrior, with precision control over energy to the finest detail?!
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