Novel Full Chapter 471: Conflict: Part 1
Adolf gazed into the air at Faldt, who was on the verge of being sealed. He had a bad feeling, and it was getting stronger. But he had no way to tell anyone about it.
As things had come to this stage, and the so-called humanity had sort of hijacked their senses, they had to do what they were supposed to do here, no matter if they wanted it or not. What would happen to him if he suddenly told them he had a bad feeling and wanted to get out of this? No one would know the answer.
They quietly moved closer to the battlefield of the seal under the concealment of the Sacred Vessel of Destiny. It did not feel that scary when looking from afar. But when they got closer, the real impact of the danger of the battle began to sink in.
The turmoil of the dark energy clashed like opposing undercurrents. Different people had different dark energy, which had different consciousness. Those dark energy dictated by the different consciousness clashed like soldiers in a gang fight.
Standing just a hundred meters from the battlefield, they could already feel the tremor under their feet coming from the continuous explosions. Battle cries and the roar of the monsters attacked their senses like waves hitting the shores. All these were enough to give Adolf the heebie-jeebies even though he was just standing on the outer edge of the battlefield.
Not just him, but the other people with him had gone weak at the knees, faces pale. They had never experienced war before. Seeing the brutal battle of the supernaturals, finding bloody body parts strewn all over the place at the edge of the battlefield, and the corpses of the hideous-looking, pointed monsters, one lady in a sleeping gown threw up big time.
“All right. Let’s waste no time. As long as we activate the ability of the Sacred Vessel of Destiny and converge together, we will be done, isn’t it?” The leading old man said.
“That’s right. The heroic spirits will take over by then.” The voice of the great sage spoke into their ears again.
“Let’s begin, then.” The old man looked back at the others. Everyone heard the voice of the great sage and knew what they should do next.
Adolf stood among them, nodding his head. Just like everyone else, he started to release the energy inside him. As he was doing it, the bad feeling was getting stronger and clearer.
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“Kill!”
Two tall figures were clashing with their weapons in the dark desert. Lin Sheng exerted nearly all his physical strength as he pressed his weapon down. Buckling under the great pressure, the giant tiger beneath the old man came down on its knees, its legs sinking into the sand.
There was a change in the old man’s expression. He realized the battle had raged on for at least three hours now. But the devil did not seem to get tired; it was getting stronger as time went by. Every wound he inflicted upon the devil would heal within seconds. Things got even more challenging as the opponent was wearing a white armor that seemed to be impenetrable.
Even though he was the God of War, he had never met someone who could endure this level of a high-intensity battle for this long. He might be able to hold on a double amount of time when he was young. But now, the situation was different; he was old.
“It’s a shame that the Moonstone has lost his power. Otherwise, my strength would have been this low.” He pushed Lin Sheng away and retreated dozens of meters with the giant tiger.
“The Moonstone? Where do you think its power has gone? If not for it, I’d not have this little strength!” Lin Sheng sneered. “Now you should have figured out why the Moonstone has brought you all here.” As if he was pointing for the obvious.
The old man was startled. He followed Lin Sheng’s eyes, looking into the surroundings. Most of his comrades, who were still alive and kicking a while ago, had been wounded and killed by the shock waves. His heart missed a beat.
“Let me rephrase. Do you really think it has brought you all here to kill me? In another word, do you really think you all could kill me?” Lin Sheng said.
The old man suddenly realized this. The Moonstones in the chest of the corpses lying on the ground were missing.
He suddenly thought of a terrifying possibility.
“You’ve guessed it right. It is taking back the powers it has gifted you all. If I’m not wrong, these powers have been infused in you all as ones. And the only way to reclaim them was to kill you all.” Lin Sheng sounded as if he felt sorry for them.
The old man had only thought of this possibility until now. For the past hundreds of years, he had the Moonstone, he had never thought in this direction.
“You’re not bad at all. Even without the Moonstone, you’re still extraordinary. I’m the only one who is on a par with you,” Lin Sheng said. “Why not work for me? I will endow you an even longer lifespan, and in return, you will fight for me.”
The old man was strong indeed. Other than him, Tenko Kasumi was the only person on a par with Lin Sheng. The old man’s weapon was carrying an unexplainable force of strength. This force was different from the jarring force of the Giant Kings. He could elevate the strength of his moves of pounding, hitting, smashing, and all that to the limit. Also, the old man seemed to have acquired an ability that made him immune to various energy attacks.
So he was in fact a powerful warrior with high resistance to magic and all. He was so powerful that he made the force field of the Palatinates look like a thin bubble layer.
“And… I was just having some fun with you just now.” As Lin Sheng swung his cracked long swords, they immediately self-restored and became as good as new. Dragon scales grew on his body, a pair of threaded horns on his head, and his body expanding to double his original size.
“Now, enjoy the battle!”
Letting out a roar, the horse charged forward at the old man, him with his long swords, striking at the shoulder of the old man. It came too quickly that before the old man could know what happened, Lin Sheng’s sword had hit him.
The old man’s strength was close to that of Tenko Kasumi. Even then, it almost seemed like a child’s play to Lin Sheng.
After getting his hand on the Dark Wheel, Lin Sheng’s strength had increased to an unimaginable level. Although most of the Eight-eight Wards had been subdued by the Moonstone, the qualitative enhancement in his physique remained. The speed and strength of this sword’s move had reached the limit of what the air could accommodate. As the sword moved at speed, it generated a series of sonic booms, accompanied by flame and lighting from the friction with the air. It was not until after the sword struck him that the old man heard the swoosh of the blade.
The old man, together with the giant tiger, were forced into the sand by the sword, their bodies protesting in a loud cracking sound. The old man was now stuck, blood sputtering out of his mouth. He had lost his fighting spirit earlier after learning about the betrayal of the Moonstone. Now he felt even more sorry for himself after getting struck by the sword.
“That means the Moonstone, not you, is the devil?” He forced a smile, wiping away the blood in the corner of his mouth.
“Of course. I am the King of the holy spirits. My holy power comes from the strengths of healing, saving, and nourishing the living. How could I be a devil?”