Annan could clearly feel that, the mont he ignited the Elent of [Victory], the atmosphere surrounding Corrupt Husband imdiately changed.
The forrly cold and elegant jade-bodied crane-faced figure suddenly transford into a terrifying demon god—
The ground around them instantly cracked apart.
Countless pale spikes, like the vertebrae of a giant, burst forth from the earth, forming jagged white mountains seven or eight ters high resembling jade.
Annan raised his golden left arm, shining with the Seal of the Siren, high into the air. The incoming mountain of needles parted like the Red Sea, skirting around Annan from both sides.
The players who were pierced by these spikes were dyed into black-and-white hues, suspended motionlessly in midair.
In the next mont, the air surrounding Corrupt Husband turned into white mist, which then transford into fine gray needles. In a massive attack numbering in the millions, they poured out horizontally like torrential rain falling sideways.
This ti, the poison was entirely different—if struck, the skin would develop black-and-white patches. A powerful numbness would quickly spread, making the affected limbs feel alien, while the body would gradually slow and stiffen.
These needles did not directly hit the players.
But the relentless, sustained strikes of the Elental Power rapidly dimd the protective shield Annan had created to defend them. Moreover, it effectively sealed the players’ ability to teleport with their light wings—because in a battlefield littered with poison needles, any point of arrival could spell disaster.
At that mont, the "sky" above them—the do ford by the corpses of dead light bugs—began to collapse simultaneously.
Like ink forming tendrils, it turned into shapes resembling fists or limbs, with a texture akin to elongated glutinous rice cakes.
These appendages fell from above, hamring players with intact shields heavily into the ground.
They descended like countless giant fists smashing directly into the earth—the radiant shield might fully block the Elental Power’s corrosive attacks, but the sheer kinetic force of the strikes consud the remaining power of the shield imnsely.
Even the shockwaves alone caused the ground to rumble thunderously, shattering the bone spikes in the surrounding area. And when the fists lifted again, new bone spikes regenerated.
From this, it was clear that these "ink tendrils" possessed substantial physical weight.
But when they touched players whose shields had failed... they transford into sothing viscous.
Those players were engulfed as if embedded within these ink tendrils, resembling fruit trapped inside gelatin. They appeared frozen in black amber, their colors drained in the blink of an eye.
Players were unable to teleport and had to rely on flight to dodge the growing obstacles on the ground—bone spikes resembling fish bones, vertebrae, or ivory—while evading the sudden "black fists" pounding down from above without warning.
In Corrupt Husband’s sudden third phase transformation, executed without spewing threats or even visibly changing form, the overwhelmingly caught-off-guard players suffered over one-third imdiate losses.
The players who were frozen in ti by Corrupt Husband’s "black-and-white poison" were swiftly booted out of this world by Annan to prevent their transformation into Eternals, which would strengthen the enemy’s power.
Aside from those players taken out during the opening ambush,
The remaining players swiftly demonstrated the excellent qualities befitting Transcendent beings of the Gold Rank—
They imdiately retreated behind Annan.
Lightborne explosives rained down instantly, obliterating entire clusters of bone spikes in their wake;
Soon after, the ground behind Annan transford into a specialized alloy immune to automatic transmutation;
A massive do-shaped radiant shield enveloped all the players, its sheer thickness enough to withstand the unceasing bombardnts of those black fists;
Golden sword energy, resembling blooming lotus flowers, radiated in front of the shield, neutralizing the gray rain ford from corrosive Elental Power;
Four vibrant halos erupted simultaneously beneath four players’ feet, enhancing every ally, including Annan, with a significant boost to all attributes...
In the next instant, a fully white Specter erged partially from the top of the radiant shield like an inflated bubble.
The "black fists" sensed the Specter imdiately and pounded towards it—but passed right through her.
She stretched out her hands.
No incantation was needed.
Her form suddenly turned transparent, and two intensely grayish-white negative energy pulses blasted simultaneously toward Corrupt Husband’s flower-like wings.
These two deathly pale energy pulses emitted concentric white rings at intervals along their trajectory. With the rings amplifying and constraining them, the negative energies, which should have dissipated outward, were instead concentrated into an even brighter and more potent form!
This was the most devastating strike Xitan Pulan and her dance partner could deliver!
The force was enough to instantly kill half the populace of a small town and, when concentrated into beams, they precisely targeted the demon god’s wings.
Even though Corrupt Husband had trendous resistance, the petals of those wings... were not exempt!
—This attack was exceptionally effective.
The gray negative energy reacted fiercely with the frozen black-and-white life essence.
A blazing white fla erupted from the demon god’s wings, and the once-static petals quickly curled and withered as if scorched by fire.
The flas didn’t spread to Corrupt Husband’s main body. However, the once-divine jade-bodied crane-faced figure, flawlessly suspended in midair before an enormous moon, lost both its wings and critical energy source, causing its posture to tilt in the void.
With this disruption of equilibrium, a slight pause appeared in Corrupt Husband’s relentless transformative assaults.
—And it was in this very mont.
A small figure, drenched in blood and burning with searing crimson flas, shot forward like lightning, brushing past Annan’s side.
Her right hand gripped an enormous executioner’s blade taller than herself.
This was the [White Guillotine] once granted to Annan by the Pale Princess.
The divine blade, which had beheaded countless entities and still remained pure white as jade, had been enhanced by Annan to beco an even higher-grade radiant weapon.
Its unique trait enabled it to bypass the natural armor of living enemies, dealing full damage.
And Corrupt Husband was the very embodint of eternal "life" itself—
Jiu’er’s intensely burning and erupting life force flas allowed her to charge into Corrupt Husband’s domain without being instantly consud.
The blood flas encasing her figure gradually turned black-and-white—but the core of fire shielding Jiu’er herself remained untouched!
Gone was the frantic aggression that defined her entry into this realm, the reckless swinging of attacks accompanied by chaotic screams.
Under the effects of [Berserk], [True Blood Ascendance], [Blood Fury], and [Life Force Explosion], Jiu’er maintained complete composure even amidst her [Desperate Charge].
When Corrupt Husband revealed a montary opening,
Without awaiting any orders, Jiu’er dove headfirst into the perilous divine domain, leaping high into the air—
Compared to the imnse form of the demon god, Jiu’er appeared profoundly insignificant.
Yet this strike brought trendous threat to Corrupt Husband.
The fragrant miasma encircling him proved ineffective against the protective barrier ford by the burning Rustless Blood—its power belonged to the Goddess of Cup.
This was primordial, life force ablaze in its purest form!
Corrupt Husband reared back desperately, evading the strike that could have instantly decapitated him.
However, the arms that covered his mouth, along with the two placed in front of him, were rcilessly severed by Jiu’er’s blade in a single stroke!
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