724: Chapter 85 – The Flickering Light_1 724: Chapter 85 – The Flickering Light_1 The Glimring Light, it is the unique racial ability of the Triclops from the First Epoch, also known as Deities.
They can continuously accumulate and store light-attribute elents from the environnt in their bodies during their daily lives.
Although these light-attribute elents are not essential for their survival, they serve as their most powerful weapon.
Every Triclops can freely manipulate these light-attribute elents through their third eye on the forehead, using them to unleash various special light techniques.
The functions of these light techniques are diverse and versatile, ranging from the power to tear the earth apart to providing warmth and lighting, there’s always a corresponding light technique to fulfill the need.
Hence, in the Mythical Age when the Triclops dominated the Living World and the Deities controlled the void, all enemies trembled and prostrated at the feet of those strong ones when their third eye on the forehead shone brightly.
This was the unique majesty of the light techniques.
With the extinction of the Triclops, the formidable and terrifying light techniques vanished from the world.
The glimring light that all creatures once feared ceased to flicker, and the creatures on earth gradually forgot this majesty of light established upon countless massacres and victories.
However, on this day, on this desolate and cold tundra, the Glimring Light appeared again, and the glaring Light of Destruction showed its powerful force once more.
For Herr, the two things he least wanted to do were enhancing his physical body with the power bestowed by the Deities and attacking enemies with light techniques.
Ever since he transford into a half-Undead becoming a moribund, the light-attribute energy, symbolizing life and hope, was no longer his partner but his enemy.
The energy of death emanating from him made the free light-attribute energy keep at a distance, resulting in very few light-attribute elents he could absorb.
Every bit he used was a significant loss to him.
Therefore, not only him, but the three moribunds seldom use light techniques, which were not only their ans of survival but also their last mories of being a Triclops.
However, due to the clever cooperation of Pannis and Aske, Herr had to make a sacrifice and use a small amount of light-attribute energy to survive.
The shining light technique blanketed a large space in front of Herr.
The last thing the light reflected was Aske’s face, as angular as if chiseled from stone.
After that, everything was blindingly white, and under the intense light, no one could see what was happening.
When the light disappeared, there was a huge pit with a diater of twenty ters on the ice surface in front of Herr.
Even on ice as hard as steel, the pit still reached a depth of five to six ters, showing just how powerful the light technique was.
However, Herr didn’t seem so satisfied.
Although no creature could see what happened within the light, that didn’t include him.
As the user of the light technique, he clearly knew what had happened.
The light technique didn’t hit Aske’s body directly.
In the last mont, the Sand People assassin retreated into his own Inherent Psychic Domain.
Only a tiny bit of him was touched by the light technique, shedding just a few tufts of fine sand.
“Clang”, Herr’s scythe suddenly circled around his body, blocking a dagger thrust from the shadow behind, Aske had unexpectedly appeared behind him, swinging his dagger for a new attack.
Aske, who had reappeared, looked a little disheveled, with only half left of his left arm.
The end of the left arm had beco a bare sand stick, the remaining part was now giving off a sparse and fragnted feel, and so sand and gravel were still scattering from ti to ti.
However, even at this point, Aske remained as cold as a rock, as if the arm that was severed had nothing to do with him.
He didn’t even grunt.
The pitch-black dagger exuded a chilling cold, directly collided with Herr’s scythe for the first ti.
“Clang”, the scythe and the dagger collided, and as the sparks flew, Herr twisted his wrist.
The sharp blade at the end of the scythe was thrust towards Aske’s chest.
It seed only to be stabbing towards the chest, but the energy contained in the scythe, if hit, would explode, and shatter the entire upper body into pieces.
Just as the end of the scythe was inches from him, Aske suddenly exploded into a cloud of sand and gravel, which was blown up by the wind from behind and engulfed Herr like a sandstorm.
Herr’s eyes twitched.
The huge cloud of sand and gravel in front of him gave him a feeling of not knowing how to react.
It was easy to block an attack from a person, but almost impossible to block an assault of fine sand.
The penetrating infiltration of the fine sand would only lead to despair, as Herr was feeling now.
That is the most horrifying part of the Sand People, no defense could resist their infiltration, many have lost their lives to such infiltration.
Indeed, nothing can stop the flowing sand except the omnipresent light.
The dazzling light once again gushed from Herr’s third eye.
A large light curtain rose from bottom to top, slanting towards the sky.
The strongest mont was also the most vulnerable mont.
At this point when Aske was transford into the sky full of flying sand, his defense was at its lowest point.
Although it was hard to get an effective strike during sand transformation, once exposed to an all-round attack, it could easily cause serious damage.
Fortunately there was Pannis.
Pannis suddenly appeared in front of Herr from the domain, his figure flashed and vanished, and with him vanished the sky full of yellow sand.
He tily made use of his psychic domain to take all parts of Aske’s body into it without resistance, causing Herr’s light technique to miss once again.
“Die!” Herr sneered, swung the scythe in his hand, and slashed horizontally through the air to his right, where Pannis just happened to appear.
As soon as he appeared, he encountered a head-on attack.
Without ti to make any defensive asures, he vanished from the spot again, retreating into the domain.
When he appeared again, his figure was five ters away, with a diagonal wound on his chest.
The wound was deep enough to see the bone, but not much blood flowed out before it was frozen by the low temperature.
Even though Pannis had dodged in ti, the scythe, filled with intense energy, had already caused him damage without touching his body.
If he had been a mont slower, maybe he would have been cut in two by Pannis.
Although Pannis had moved back five ters, there was no look of pain on his face.
He reached out and touched the rolling wound on his chest, tasted the blood frozen into ice on his finger for a mont, and sneered.
His figure turned into a stream of light and charged forward again.
(To be continued.
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