Chapter 396: Chapter 396: The Ancient Avenger Chapter 396: Chapter 396: The Ancient Avenger A stifling atmosphere surged in from all directions as the Iverson Clan’s Avis and Sandora stood silently opposite each other, suggesting from their brief exchanges a deep-seated hatred rooted in the extermination of an entire race.
In the Super Space Shared Database, I swiftly searched through the compiled archives collected by Gaia and brought by Sandora; if there had been any intersection with the “Iverson Clan,” the relevant information would certainly be there.
Indeed, it took only a few seconds for the data on this race to surface.
There were only two brief passages:
Iverson, an energy type intelligent species, residing in the 33rd Day Zone of the Big Sharp Peak Star System in the Dicas-0300 World, mother planet code EKS382760355NV, civilization level: Constant Star System 5, Pan-Star System 2.
Discovered in year 158 of the third major cycle of the Imperial Calendar, already deeply infected with Abyss Energy and beyond salvage, in the sa year, the Iverson Clan underwent race extermination by the Imperial Army, and in that sa year, all their colonization planets were destroyed. The following year, to eliminate the remnants of the Abyss, the Big Sharp Peak Star System was obliterated.
The record ended there.
A highly intelligent civilization had been extinct by Sandora with ruthless efficiency.
Although I had long known about the many wars of extermination fought by the Xyrin Empire in the past, when such chilling information was placed before , I couldn’t help but feel the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end.
Yet on Sandora’s face, there was an expression of utter indifference, the cold gaze of a superior being. Was this really the sa foolish, food-loving girl I knew?
Forget it, if I could accept Sandora’s Abyss side, what else couldn’t I accept…
“You seek revenge,” Sandora declared with an assertive tone, “That’s normal, but do you truly believe that with your petty tricks, you can stand against us?”
“Of course—not. I never harbored the delusion of exterminating all of you invaders. But as long as there’s a sliver of chance, I won’t give up on revenge! Thanks to the ancestors… you all have appeared before . And what’s more, I thank the ancestors for… you have grown weaker… and I have acquired a perfect tool! My mind is filled with the mories of our entire race! I know your weaknesses like the back of my hand! Deprived of energy, even you aliens will beco nothing more than trash!!”
As these final words were shouted, I suddenly felt a violent disturbance in the space around us, and then, in a blink, our surroundings were utterly transford… a wilderness?
A murky, blood-red sky, two dim, sinister suns, and the charred, cracked earth; what kind of cursed place was this?
“Do not think we are still as vulnerable as we were,” Avis’s voice ca with an undeniable taunt and sorrow, “I have spent countless eons plotting everything, evolving civilizations generation after generation on this remote little planet to find a path to strength… Including that fool Aresta, they were all but tools for , a pity that fool always did superfluous things, otherwise, maybe he would have the fortune to witness all this… Witness the rage of our ancestors!”
Avis rambled on like a madman, and before I could react, he suddenly let out a loud shout. It not only startled but also caused the “wilderness” we were in to shake violently.
Waves of colorful “magma” erupted from the fractured earth, engulfing the sky above us. Then, I realized that it wasn’t “magma” at all, but countless light-ford beings like Avis, albeit more vague and unstable. They piled upon each other, filling the entire space like a viscous liquid or a dense fog of Chaos. These humanoid forms of light, so adorned with similarly intangible energy equipnt, roared through the sky by the thousands like innurable Ghosts.
Were these the “ancestors” Avis spoke of?
“Hey, hey, hey… this seems a bit unfair…”
I muttered under my breath, the spatial conditions around were rather peculiar, and I couldn’t find a way out at all. The technology used by this “Iverson” civilization was sothing I had never seen before, and it sounded like Ai Hua had spent who knows how many tens of thousands of years researching her plan for revenge. Even the dumbest of fools can reach third-tier level max with that many years of practice—she even managed to turn a Conqueror-level Xyrin Apostle into a self-destruct bomb, trapping two Xyrin Leaders at the sa ti!
A dark red light suddenly splashed down from above my head without warning—an attack launched by an “Iverson” life form. To test the combat strength of these peculiar beings, I did not dodge. The red light struck my energy shield, stirring up ripples.
“Not very impressive…” I had just grumbled when a sky-covering barrage of colorful energy beams completely enveloped our forms.
“But there are too damn many of these bastards, cheating assholes!!” Vega’s voice rose beside , filled with a fiery rage: “Soldiers! Attack! Long live the Emperor!!”
Endless attacks ca, nurous ghost-like “Iverson” ancestors flung their various energy beams like a crazed storm. anwhile, amidst the rapid dance of the Armored Scorpions, large orbs of light dissipated under the powerful energy field of the phase shift blades. Sandora activated a wide-ranging mind distorting field, but clearly, the opponents were mindless “ghosts,” and her abilities seed hardly effective against these beings who lacked a mind.
What the hell is going on here? I haven’t even recovered, and now I’m caught up in a sea of people’s war?
“Sandora! What’s going on with these damned things? Didn’t you wipe them all out?”
After detonating another—possibly several overlaid Iverson ancestors—I managed to catch a breath to turn around and ask Sandora.
“These are Ai Hua’s mories of her fellow kindred,” Sandora’s face was not the least bit panicked. After her powers were controlled, she simply switched to her Abyss Form, using the formidable close-quarters combat ability of this state to easily harvest the bold ghosts that dared to rush up, at the sa ti casually explaining everything that was going on, “The Iverson race is quite strange. Whether by evolution or devolution, their entire race lacks the concept of ‘self’ and ‘others.’ They are all chaos energy groups that can rge with each other at any ti and separate into multiple individuals whenever they want. When we first discovered their colonization star, we even thought there was only one living being on the planet. Each Iverson colonization star is shrouded in soul energy thicker than its atmosphere—a single Iverson could be said to represent millions of Iversons. Honestly, when we first fought against these troubleso things, it really felt like a scene out of Elm Street… The racial talent of the Iversons gives them endless soul power and almost limitless ‘personal strength,’ but this also leaves them completely defenseless against Abyss infection… Anyway, all that is unimportant. What matters is that such racial talent gives every Iverson an unparalleled skill…”
Sandora paused for a mont, then with a sweep of her “claw,” she unleashed a grey Abyss Impact wave before turning back and grinning at , “These damned things can ‘resurrect’ everything they’ve experienced through their soul mories, and make those mories reality—including their holands, their architecture and culture, and even… their Knight Orders. Although due to having no soul, these knight orders are quite stiff, but Iversons’ combat style isn’t that flexible to begin with…”
“Boom!” A series of massive explosions cleared out a significantly large area around us, but imdiately, the open space was refilled with even more Iverson ghosts coming from all directions.
I rapidly gathered any energy I could collect around , turning it into invisible bombs, continuously detonating the ghosts around , shouting, “So that ans right now we’re in Ai Hua’s soul world? And she’s using her deepest soul mories, her spiritual energy, to bring all this to life… Damn it!”
I quickly shifted to the side, dodging a massive energy beam that seed to co from what must have been hundreds of Iverson ancestors acting in unison, then continued asking, “Is this place Ai Hua’s holand as rembered? Why so desolate?”
Without turning her head, Sandora replied, “Before I turned it into this with an EOP-03 bomb, this place was teeming with life… Howling Wind Death Slash!”
Three deathly grey energy blades shot out from beneath Sandora’s Abyss Giant Claw, piercing through countless ghosts without hindrance and scread across the air, disappearing into the distant horizon.
Clearly, seeing as Sandora and I were comfortably chatting, although the opponent’s onslaught was fierce and imposing, our situation wasn’t in any danger. These Iverson ancestors, though not bad in strength, which had been recreated with spiritual power…
Not to ntion how overpowered Sandora’s Abyss Form is in defence and close combat, just by virtue of being energy life forms, they’re completely countered by .
Moreover, aside from the two of us, there was a group here that could very well be called at grinders: the Armored Scorpions. These cold weapon enthusiasts truly lived up to their reputation as the most efficient killing machines. Their thod of combat was simple and effective: attack! Absolute attack! Crush the enemy before they can attack you!
The Ship-Slicing Blades whirled like a thunderstorm, and countless Ghosts turned into screaming, shattered fragnts under the hands of Vega and her Soldiers.
But the situation didn’t get any more optimistic because of this—our ultra-high-efficiency slaughter seed utterly incapable of wearing down Avis’s inherent strength. No matter how many Ghosts were killed, they would regenerate in the next second. This damned Soul World was like a perpetual motion machine exhausting our Physical Strength.
“Malicious gift!” Sandora shouted, leaping high, skewering an incoming stealthy Ghost on her claws, and then violently flung it forward. The next second, the tossed light ball transford into a huge human-shaped Bomb, clearing a half-kiloter radius of sky with an intense Explosion.
“Ah Jun, this isn’t sustainable…”
Sandora took two steps back and said back-to-back with , her voice already carrying a slight pant.
“Ai Hua has vanished; she’s definitely hiding in the surrounding Parallel Space. We are draining the shadows of our past and our own Physical Strength for nothing—it doesn’t affect her at all.”
“I’ve noticed too!”
I said, sowhat exasperated, “Has the Iverson Race’s style of combat always been this despicable? How did you exterminate them back then!”
“Back then, although they possessed Soul Power, it wasn’t this formidable,” Sandora said, while fending off increasingly dense Attacks, and still managed to speak with so effort to spare. “They could only theoretically allow Personal Strength to stack infinitely. But now it seems… Ai Hua really has been upgrading slowly over millions of years—the Soul World is impenetrable; she probably used every epoch of civilization-evolved on Earth as nourishnt for the Soul World. And to eliminate their Mother Star back then, I had to use a Conqueror-class giant ship, where am I supposed to find an Imperial Fleet now!”
“Damn… continuing like this, we’ll eventually be drained alive by this world…”
I cursed these weird Energy Life forms and their freakish and tenacious Racial Talent in my heart. As ti marched on, our situation was gradually deteriorating. It seed any conventional Attack thods wouldn’t likely harm the essence of Ai Hua—unless I could cover the entire Soul World with my Attack.
“Vega! Buy so ti! Your boss is about to launch a special attack!”
Upon hearing my Command, Vega imdiately raised her battle sword and forcefully collided it in the air: “Soldiers! Enter overdrive mode!”
As her voice fell, the surrounding Armored Scorpions issued a series of “hissing” low growls like real insects, and visible red Energy sparks began popping and crackling at each of their chanical joints. The air filled with the acrid scent of overheated tal.
“Boom—boom—” A string of deep Explosion sounds thundered together, and the Scorpions instantly began an infinite Supersonic Charge, and the everywhere-pervading Iverson Ghost ancestors started to thin out.
Sandora’s black Flas suddenly contracted and condensed, then she shifted from offense to Defense, carefully guarding by my side.
I closed my eyes slightly, centering my Spirit; imdiately, the complex and confused Energy Field around clearly presented itself in my mind.
Like a huge pile of colorful jelly—was this the true appearance of the Soul World? That’s quite an exaggerated number.
I initially felt sowhat reluctant to use such a nearly slaughtering Skill, but since they chose to be my adversaries, then sorry, ancestors of the Iverson—being Energy Life forms is truly your greatest misfortune…
Within the seething sea of nitroglycerin, all it took was the introduction of a tiny spark at the right mont, and—
“Energy… Explosion!!”
Even with my eyes closed, the burst of unprecedented white light easily penetrated my thin eyelids, turning the world in front of into a stark whiteness in an instant, causing my entire eyeball to ache faintly. The astonishing heat almost pierced through the layered Ghost Energy Shields surrounding us. Of course, it could also have been an illusion caused by the intense white light. The distant and muffled booming in my ears was the explosion of all energy in the world igniting at that instant. If it weren’t for the presence of the Ghost Energy Shields, the re sound waves would have been enough to disintegrate the armor of an Imperial Mother Ship.
After persisting for a good ten minutes, everything gradually cald down. I sprang up from the ground, stood tall with my chest puffed out, my gaze burning fiercely as I pointed forward and declared, “The wrath of the Empire shall consu everything!”
Then Sandora ca up like a little wife, starting to earnestly pat the dust off my behind—You wouldn’t believe how intense the shaking was just now!
“I refuse to believe Avis can still hide from this!”
Clearly, soone who had successfully exploited skill restraint was feeling very good right now.
And the adoration in the eyes of those pretty Scorpions around us… only added to that feeling.
Sandora looked at the world that had wholeheartedly turned into a semi-molten state, the Abyss Giant Claw subconsciously opening and closing: “The entire Soul World has been ignited; even a special Race like the Iverson will have suffered a heavy blow.”
Sandora’s assessnt was correct. The very next second, a crack suddenly split open in the space before us, and a disheveled Avis staggered out, her radiance as dim as if it had been three months since she’d paid her electricity bill.
The white “young woman” floated uneasily, trying to land on the ground, but then panicked and floated up again—the ground, still resembling magma, seed to scorch her.
“This is impossible!” Avis cried out in shock, “This is my Soul World; how could it possibly hurt—”
“Because soon this will be my world.”
I shrugged and said, given that her true body had been exposed, it proved that the carrying capacity of this Soul World was not infinite. I preferred a powerful enemy to an indestructible cockroach; as for becoming a Saint Fighter, I’d rather not…
Avis initially felt bewildered by my words, but quickly, she noticed that sothing was amiss with the surrounding situation—the trendous energy was gradually slipping out of her control, the Soul World weakening at an unprecedented rate, and even the skyline was now revealing the high-rise buildings of Academy City, indicating that reality was gradually taking back control.
Although Energy Life and Soul Worlds aren’t quite the sa as conventional “energy,” when they take a heavy hit or lose self-control for other reasons, they can still be controlled by my Spiritual Power. I had discovered this when I was with Alaya by chance; though I couldn’t operate with precision, energy plundering, a low-skill activity, was quite simple.
And now, Avis was gradually losing her right to control energy due to the soul-shattering mont just before.
“Despicable Alien…” The light on Avis fluctuated erratically, her young face distorting eerily due to excessive anger, “For my holand!!”
The enraged Avenger shouted and flung herself wildly at .
But unfortunately for her, Vega’s twin blades easily sliced Avis back.
Watching Avis, who was almost split in two from the attack but beginning to regenerate quickly not far away, I finally confird sothing: Despite possessing the Heaven-defying Level weapon of a Soul World, her own power was not that great. (To be continued, if you want to know what happens next, please visit qidian. There are more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)
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