Li Ming was slightly taken aback, and couldn’t help but grin.
"Azure Dragon is behind the door?"
Under the grand curtain of space-ti, everyone who heard this was astonished.
"What do you an?" Florian was puzzled, "Lord Azure Dragon is clearly here, how could he possibly be in the Holy Castle at the sa ti?"
"Perhaps that’s not Azure Dragon’s true body." The Navigator’s eyes flickered.
"Such a significant event, and he only sent a cha over?" The Caster’s throat moved.
Everyone initially thought the matter was about to conclude when unexpectedly, such a twist occurred.
Imdiately, soone denied, "This is nonsense, Lord Azure Dragon is clearly here."
"It’s hard to say, can you tell if there’s anyone inside the cha?"
"Just a single cha, can it confront the Forbidden Life Form?"
"Wrong, he’s not confronting, just purely defending, have you seen him strike?"
"So, do you want to go up and try?"
Amid the intercrossing spiritual fluctuations, eyes of bizarre shapes occasionally glanced at the Tank Guard encircled by the chanical Body in the center.
"Lord Azure Dragon?" Anatoli directly transmitted a spiritual fluctuation, but indeed, there was no response.
More people called out, although courteously, their eyes grew increasingly fervent.
The cha rely held one pose, yet there was no response.
It seed, perhaps, indeed, there was a bit of a problem.
In an instant, countless people were restless.
Boom!
Suddenly, everyone’s hearts shook violently, thinking soone had acted, but the next mont they realized it was the space-ti curtain that was rumbling.
Lifting their eyes, everyone’s minds shook violently, as they saw ripples like water waves at the door, and ti seed to slow down.
A purple glow flashed from the door, and a purple tal surface squeezed out, with surrounding energy compressing, boiling, and pressing on the hamr’s surface, forming an arc-shaped hamr blade.
The surrounding space subtly distorted, a terrifying phenonon, considering the space within the Holy Castle was extrely sturdy, not even shaken by the recent clash of Tan Ding and the Black King.
Before the hamr blade reached, a ring-shaped shockwave had already plowed folds in the space.
Standing before the door, the Black King’s face changed dramatically, this strike ca suddenly, with almost no sign, but its ultimate, violent power reminded him of what Morris had once said.
"...even you can’t withstand it..."
Until this mont, he thought it was an exaggeration.
But now, in just a mont, he understood that this hamr could very well smash him to death.
His body reacted before his mind, the Black King’s knotted right arm suddenly tripled in size, with chain-like blood-colored demonic patterns surfacing on the muscle, which was absorbed dinsional primordial power.
The pillar-like weapon covered with impact craters aid at his chest, sweeping with a burning wave in the void.
The incoming purple hamr seed slow but was indeed fast, yet the Black King’s level of evolution was very high. As the hamr was about to strike his surface, he had already perfectly blocked it in front of his chest.
The mont the pillar body contacted the hamr’s surface, it simultaneously emitted a resonant sound like a world-creating bell.
The floor beneath the Black King collapsed in a radial pattern, causing substantial harm to the Holy Castle, with each flying stone shard glimring with a crystalline luster.
Crack!
The Black King’s pupils shrank, the power contained within this hamr was far more terrifying than he imagined.
With a crisp sound, his weapon broke in the middle, revealing the dark golden material flowing with Star Core Magma inside.
Yet the purple hamr head, having broken the Black King’s weapon, continued its relentless montum.
In the last mont, a myriad of crossed patterns suddenly erged on the Black King’s chest.
The mont the hamrhead contacted his flesh, it erupted with a supernova collapse’s blazing white flash.
Those engravings beneath his skin erged, transforming into micro black holes that devoured energy, tearing the energy rings around the hamr’s surface into spiral torrents.
The Black King’s knotty pectoral muscles crystallized further, with muscle fibers forming a honeycomb structure of "armor" in the collapse, akin to dinsional barriers.
However, everything was useless, the brutal release of pure power obliterated everything.
The mont the hamr’s edge brutally embedded itself into his chest, the impact generated a circular shockwave that upturned the ground around the doorway.
The battle boots beneath the Black King’s feet had long vaporized, yet his feet were deeply embedded in the solidified bedrock. The imnse force shattered his rib cage, flesh exploded, and his cells were forcibly crushed into powder.
The outpouring of power had almost no aftershock; it was all channeled into the Black King’s body, making him retreat as though sliding sideways. His legs plowed two slight furrows on the ground, stopping only after dozens of ters.
His arms hung limply at his sides, both the weapon he was holding and the heart of the Pure-blooded Titan had long slipped from his grasp.
His chest was extensively shattered, blood gushed out, and at the broken ends of blood vessels grew crystal cluster-like strange structures, attempting to repair, yet collapsing once more, repeatedly.
The clash ended almost instantly, and by the ti Heckler reacted, Morris had already let out a wail and rushed forward.
"Father!"
A single blow had gravely injured him, and even shattered the Holy Castle this way?
Heckler was startled, staring intently at that door, where at the tip of the purple hamr, an arm stretched out, gripping the handle.
Yet, in the next mont, it suddenly disintegrated before he could react. But then, a tallic hand erged, catching the blood-colored crystal encasing the heart of the Pure-blooded Titan, and pulled it back.
He couldn’t understand why, and after waiting a while, a figure stepped out from the doorway, his voice indifferent: "Guessed right, are you satisfied with this reward, my Lord?"
"Azure Dragon!"
Heckler exclaid in shock; the one erging from the door was indeed the Azure Dragon holding the purple hamr.
This strike was finally delivered, exhilarating.
Li Ming exhaled a long breath; this body was crafted by the Holy Castle according to his true body, with every attribute identical to his own.
However, not being in the trial, he couldn’t recover his energy after delivering the [Giant God Strike]; he could only log off there and then log back in.
Blurry for a mont, Tan Ding was already standing in front of Heckler, his expression extrely grave as he looked at the figure before him.
To almost cripple this guy in a single blow, and even after the weapon’s buffering, the strength displayed by the Azure Dragon far exceeded Tan Ding’s expectations.
He initially thought that the opponent’s limit was the chanical Holy Spirit.
However, the strength of the opponent’s true body seed to be even more terrifying.
"Didn’t kill him." Li Ming glanced over the Black King and couldn’t help but sigh.
Such people reacted too quickly, making a sneak attack almost impossible; after the weapon buffered, the lethality was actually diminished.
Given the opponent’s extrely high physical strength, even with the 3500X burst of his [Giant God Strike], he couldn’t instantly kill the opponent, rely seriously injure.
"Father, father!" Morris’s sowhat panicked voice mixed with the Black King’s cries of agony drifted over from the side.
Heckler shifted his gaze slightly, his face turning pale with fright, seeing that guy who could rival Tan Ding now half-kneeling on the ground.
Gray-black mist spewing from the shattered chest cavity enveloped him, with jagged bone spurs growing from the broken ribs.
Where the black mist eroded, the skin on his right arm peeled off in segnts like shedding, revealing the dark purple crystallized muscle fibers beneath, seemingly undergoing so terrifying mutation, accompanied by piercing howls.
However... I had made two preparations.
Li Ming’s expression was indifferent, in the Control Bar, the fallen [Earth-shattering Giant Fist] silently shattered.
This thing, after erosion, would directly obliterate the target to ensure the Black King’s certain death.
However, to his surprise, just as the gray-black mist erged, the Holy Castle suddenly trembled.
The prismatic light beams supporting the existence of the Energy Shield suddenly shot out brilliant rays, weaving into a net, overlapped and enveloped the eroded Black King.
At the first mont of the Black King’s mutation, he was intersected and penetrated by the light beams, seemingly without any power, even Morris, who was just within reach, suffered no harm.
Yet the Black King’s cries beca more and more intense, the gray-black mist vaporized, the Black King’s flesh dissolved, seeming to resist, but his seriously injured body was already powerless.
Morris was terrified and bewildered, could only watch helplessly as his father vanished in the light column.
Dead... dead?
The Ti-Space Grand Screen rumbled, cracks appeared, seemingly about to collapse.
But everyone’s throats churned, hearts surging with colossal waves.
That fierce and formidable figure, who could rival Tan Ding, a branch of the Titan, a descendant of the race that slaughtered Pure-blooded Titans.
Just died like that?
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