Chapter 351 - 48: Stunning Performance, Requesting an Extra Reward for Mo Ning

Chapter 351: Chapter 48: Stunning Performance, Requesting an Extra Reward for Mo Ning

CRACKLE—!

The Leopard Shadow’s form blurred, instantly transforming into a pure bolt of thunder that pierced through "Kanda’s" body at an unbelievable speed.

This was—Thunder Shifting Form.

Mo Ning understood that the severed soul fragment of Kanda was the crucial vessel allowing the Will of the Evil God to inhabit the physical world.

The Leopard Shadow didn’t need to clash head-on with the Will of the Evil God. It only needed to concentrate all its power to shatter that soul remnant, which would cause it to weaken significantly.

Furthermore, since its transformation, the Leopard Shadow had faintly acquired an "Evil God Slayer" trait.

As long as it hit "Kanda," the Will of the Evil God would also be affected.

This move had clearly caught the Evil God completely by surprise. ℯℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

CRACKLE—!

Countless Electric Snakes pierced through the phantom in an instant, the violent Thunder Power frantically tearing at its form.

"Kanda’s" body began to convulse violently. Its silhouette grew even more blurry and fractured, like smoke about to be scattered by the wind.

But the Leopard Shadow also failed to completely evade the power of that attack.

After piercing the Will of the Evil God, its form dissipated with a POP! before it could fully coalesce.

However, this strike also brought an expected opportunity.

Finch and Bet felt the invisible mountain on their bodies suddenly lighten. They could finally move their mouths, and their paralyzed limbs could now make small movements.

The two Arbiters didn’t hesitate for a moment. Experience and instinct made them react the very instant they regained their mobility.

Two Witchcraft Items they wore were activated simultaneously. Two blinding white lights flared in their palms, striking like lightning toward the violently fluctuating phantom.

This was Level Zero Witchcraft—the Evil God Strike Technique.

It was also a Witchcraft that every member of the Arbitration Court had to master.

Its name sounded domineering and majestic, but in reality, it had absolutely no chance of truly harming an Evil God’s main body.

But against an Evil God’s projection or phantom descended upon the Wizard World, it could display considerable power.

Its core principle was simple and effective—to lightly stimulate the innate power of the plane’s barrier, repelling any existence that "does not belong to this world."

"Insects!"

The Evil God’s phantom let out a cold shout, once again raising a hand and pointing from a distance.

A phantom of a pitch-black shield materialized from thin air, appearing in front of it.

The two white lights collided head-on with the pitch-black shield, and both dissipated amidst a dull explosion.

’Now!’

Mo Ning made his move.

He violently raised his right hand and made an incredibly sharp chopping motion toward the Evil God’s phantom.

The dormant power in the pendant on his chest was awakened, and the Thunder Power from the Thunder Crystal Stone in his black robe’s inner pocket was also being drawn out frantically.

The two streams of power converged in his palm, forging a Thunder Blade made of pure lightning.

The strangest part was—Mo Ning had never actually learned this Witchcraft.

But the moment the power surged through him, he knew with perfect clarity that he could cast it, and how to cast it.

At this moment, the Evil God’s phantom had just finished blocking Finch and Bet’s combined attack and was in the brief cooldown period after Casting.

This window of opportunity was fleeting.

Mo Ning seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, gripping the Thunder Blade and slashing toward "Kanda."

RUMBLE—!

A thunderclap boomed, and the entire dining hall trembled from the force of the blow.

The Thunder Blade flashed, and in the next instant, it appeared before the Evil God’s phantom, slashing down viciously.

Finch and Bet witnessed this scene with their own eyes, and a look of utter disbelief flashed across their faces.

They recognized it at a glance: the Level Zero Witchcraft—Thunder Blade Technique.

But the problem was, this was a Witchcraft on the level of a Third Level Apprentice.

It required a full 30 points of Spiritual Strength, a Magic Pool reserve of up to 600 points, the support of an extremely formidable level of Divination, and an incredibly profound understanding of Thunder Power.

Especially the latter two requirements—even the vast majority of Third Level Apprentices were far from meeting that standard.

And Mo Ning was just a First Level Apprentice.

’How could he possibly cast the Thunder Blade Technique?’

The next moment, the Thunder Blade swept past.

From an unbelievable angle, it cleaved straight through "Kanda," splitting the already wavering phantom in two.

One half of the phantom didn’t even have a chance to struggle. It just trembled slightly before silently dissipating into thin air.

The other tattered half barely maintained its shape, but it was already in ruins.

"Damn it!"

The half-"Kanda" let out a furious roar. Its voice was thick with undisguised rage and frustration; its mask of dignity had completely shattered.

The Thunder Blade did not disappear.

It hovered in mid-air, arcs of electricity flickering unstably along its blade as it coldly faced the ruined phantom of the Evil God from several meters away.

Mo Ning did not rashly command the Thunder Blade to press the attack.

He knew very well that the Evil God had already recovered from its Casting cooldown. If he slashed out with the blade now, it would surely be dodged, and he might even face a fierce counterattack.

’Patience is the sharpest weapon right now.’

Finch and Bet struck again.

The two demonstrated all the qualities of excellent teammates.

Without a single word of unnecessary communication, without a moment of hesitation, they once again cast the Evil God Strike Technique. Two blinding white lights shot through the air.

The Evil God’s phantom had just suffered a solid, humiliating blow. How could it dare to be arrogant this time?

It didn’t try to block with the pitch-black shield again. Instead, its entire form suddenly dispersed, transforming into a churning cloud of thick black smoke.

The white lights flashed forward and struck the black smoke with a HISSS, causing a portion of the smoke to vanish instantly.