It was already too late for the black-clothed man because right when he was shocked, a lightning-fast blade light flashed through the air, drawing a cold arc of death. His head was severed before he could even react.
Almost at the sa ti, a spear shot forward like a venomous dragon, piercing straight through his heart.
He wasn't completely dead yet, and his body had not yet fallen when—clang—the blade and the Spear collided violently.
This attack actually caused the black-clothed man's body to shatter into pieces.
As for Oliver and Ethan, they exchanged a single move and instantly separated, landing on opposite sides of the box filled with High-level Bloodline Nourishing Liquid.
Oliver and Ethan were born on the sa day in the sa family. Even their nature, the way they think, and the way they do things are almost similar.
Because they were born in the sa family, both of them had the Extre Golden Armor Body.
However, a few years ago, Ethan's physique mutated because he drank a strange beast's blood, transforming his special physique from Extre Golden Armor Body to Extre Crimson Armor Body.
Their enmity had all begun because of a girl, a rivalry that had turned the two forr friends into bitter adversaries.
Ethan had always been weaker than Oliver, and ti and again, he was defeated and humiliated by Oliver over that girl.
Unfortunately, neither of them ever won her favor.
That failure only deepened the hatred between them. Both blad the other for their shared defeat, letting resentnt fester over the years.
On the day she finally left them both, they swore to one another that they would kill the other soday.
Now, with the opportunity finally before them, their eyes were ice-cold, and the killing intent in their hearts and minds could no longer be hidden. Both stared at each other with equal hostility, their auras radiating pure murderous desire.
None of them spoke a single word.
After all, there was no need for words between them.
The desire to kill the other person was so intense in their hearts that they montarily forgot about the box filled with fifty vials of precious Bloodline Nourishing Liquid.
They moved at the sa ti, and their figures turned into blurs, tearing through the air like shadows.
Oliver's blade, wrapped in golden energy, slashed forward in a perfect arc, resembling a streak of golden lightning that split the sky.
At the sa mont, the spear, wrapped in red energy, roared forward under the surge of powerful force, charging at Oliver like a raging blood dragon.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The fierce clash of the blade and the spear sent shockwaves tearing through the air.
Lightning and blood surged together, colliding hundreds of tis in the blink of an eye. The explosive fluctuations of energy rattled the floor and shredded the surrounding machinery. Every strike created a deafening roar that made the other warriors freeze in place, too afraid to approach.
BOOM!
The spear slamd into Oliver's illusory golden armor with bone-shattering force. It pierced part of the tallic plating, embedding itself with a violent clang, but it could not break through completely.
At the sa mont, Ethan's illusory blood-red armor was shredded by Oliver's blade, and his left arm was severed cleanly, causing a spring of blood to fill the air for a mont.
"How… how is this possible?" Ethan's voice trembled in disbelief, though his focus was entirely on the spear lodged in Oliver's armor instead of his severed arm.
"Your body actually blocked my spear?" Ethan barely noticed the loss of his arm. He was simply too shocked after witnessing the impossible defense before him.
"Ethan, just die!"
Oliver's lips curved into a cold smile. He didn't answer Ethan. Instead, he swung the blade directly.
A blade of pure intent slashed toward Ethan's neck.
But just as it was about to strike, Ethan's body erupted with a terrifying and bloody aura. A tide of blood mist surged outward, wrapping him entirely in a violent red cloud.
"Roar!!!"
The sound was like a beast's roar that shook the very air around them, echoing violently through the research base and sending shivers down everyone's spines.
Ethan's body was enveloped in the swirling tide of crimson mist, his aura rising in an uncontrollable surge. The red mist twisted and churned as if it had a life of its own, pulsating with pure rage and pain.
Oliver's golden blade continued to cut through the air, but the red mist made it hard to see, almost swallowing the entire figure of Ethan in a terrifying, bloody storm.
Just a few seconds ago, as Oliver's blade was about to sever Ethan's neck, sothing went unnoticed by everyone.
From the depths of the research base, a small red bead shot out silently, moving faster than the eye could follow. It cut through the chaos of the battle with perfect precision and pierced into the severed wound on Ethan's shoulder. Even Ethan did not notice it at first. But the mont it entered his body, a terrible, burning sensation erupted from the point of contact, shooting through every nerve and vein in his body.
"Ahhh!!!"
Ethan scread in a voice that carried incredible pain. His body started to twist and contort violently, bones cracking and reshaping as the red energy coursed through him. His muscles expanded unnaturally, veins glowing with a grotesque crimson light, and his skin darkened, mottled with distorted patterns.
The air around him seed to warp and bend as his body started growing taller, broader, and more monstrous.
Within monts, Ethan had transford into a horrifying giant with a distorted appearance. His red aura swirled around him like a storm, tearing at the air and radiating violent energy in all directions. His eyes glowed with a feral light, and every movent caused the ground to quake.
"Roar!"
Ethan, now a giant, let out a furious scream that shook the air. His body towered above everything around him. His aura had risen sharply, surging outward like a storm.
It was clear now that Ethan was no longer human. He had beco a monster. Moreover, his strength was also no longer at the Saint Manifestation Stage. Instead, he had beco a monster at the Great Saint Stage.
Furthermore, from the looks of it, anyone can tell that this monster was seething with uncontrollable rage at this mont.
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