Novel Full Chapter 406 Shadow Orb of Space God!
Dead silence filled the blessed land as Kent stood past the shattered remnants of the pagoda barrier.
In the stillness, thousands of spells filled the sky, glowing with deadly intent as the soldiers seized their moment. Just as Kent broke through, the soldiers unleashed their fury.
In an instant, a torrent of spells was released, filling the sky above Kent. Fireballs, icy spears, spiritual beasts, and arcane constructs all converged on him, an overwhelming barrage of magic designed to obliterate any opposition. The ground trembled under the weight of their collective power, the very air humming with the intensity of their attack.
But as the spells rained down, a soft, eerie sound began to fill the air.
“Shhhh… Shhh… chak… chak…”
A rotating divine disc appeared behind Kent’s head, spinning with such speed and precision that it deflected every spell, arrow, and curse hurled at him. The disciples watched in disbelief as their most powerful attacks dissipated into harmless sparks against the divine disc’s surface. Not a single strike touched Kent, who stood unharmed, his gaze never leaving his enemies.
“They’re all useless. Not even a scratch…” one spectator murmured in horror, his voice trembling.
Realizing that poison and direct attacks were futile, the disciples, now desperate, continued their assault. Spells and talismans were hurled without pause, transforming the battlefield into a chaotic storm of arrows, spears, maces, aura forms, beast spirits, and more. The sky above Kent became a swirling maelstrom of magic and might, but none of it reached him.
Simon, seated at the center of a triangular formation, remained focused on his own preparation. A dark aura enveloped him as he chanted fervent prayers, his eyes closed in deep concentration.
In his hands, a dark orb began to glow ominously, gradually transforming into a translucent glass form, responding to his incantations. The power within the orb pulsed with the promise of destruction.
Meanwhile, Kent stood amidst the onslaught, his expression one of cold disdain. He spat a bloody glob to the side and reached into his spirit ring and pulled out a long, 10-foot iron rod, thick and heavy in his grip.
There was no magic, no enchantment on this weapon—just raw, unrelenting physical power.
The disciples hesitated for a moment, their confidence faltering as they watched him wield the iron rod.
“What is he doing?” one of them whispered, confusion seeping into his voice.
Kent moved forward with a chilling calm, swinging the iron rod with brutal efficiency. The first bunch of disciples who dared to stand in his way were sent flying, bones shattering on impact.
The sound of flesh meeting iron echoed through the battlefield as Kent beat his enemies down, one after another, with merciless precision. It was as if he were smashing nuts with a pestle, the disciples falling like helpless street dogs under his relentless assault.
Like a wild elephant entering the lotus pond to crush the flora, he jumped on groups and turned his enemies into meat pickles.
“Is that iron rod a divine weapon?”
“Run!” someone shouted, panic spreading like wildfire through their ranks. “Run for your lives!”
Within minutes, the battlefield descended into chaos. Disciples who had once stood tall in their formations were now fleeing in terror, scattering like locusts before a fire.
Kent moved through them like a hungry beast, unhindered and unstoppable. The onlookers could only watch in stunned silence, their disbelief growing with every blow Kent delivered. Discover hidden stories at empire
“Young Master Simon, please save us!” The desperate cries of the other-realm disciples filled the air as they scrambled to escape the carnage.
“Cowards…” Kent growled, his voice dripping with contempt. His eyes flashed with fury as he slammed the iron rod against the ground with a deafening crash. The vibration reverberated through the battlefield, the sheer force of it leaving the disciples disoriented and deafened.
At the same moment, Simon’s dark orb finally completed its transformation into a fully translucent glass sphere.
He rose into the air, a confident smile playing on his lips as he hovered above the battlefield. The dark energy within the orb radiated with an ominous power, and Simon could feel the strength of the treasure spirit responding to his call.
“Enough of your barbaric actions!” Simon’s voice boomed across the battlefield as he raised the orb high, his eyes locked onto Kent. “Touch me if you can!”
Before Kent could respond, the space around him warped, distorting with a sudden, violent twist.
In the blink of an eye, Kent was teleported a great distance away, the battlefield vanishing from his view. He found himself a long distance away from enemy troops..
Kent’s eyes narrowed as he scanned his surroundings, the realization of what had happened settling in. “Simon…” he muttered, his voice low and dangerous.
From somewhere in the distance, Simon’s mocking laughter echoed, taunting and filled with malicious glee. “You think you can just walk in here and do as you please?” Simon’s voice rang out, though his body was nowhere to be seen. “I hold the Shadow Orb of the Space God. You can’t touch me!”
The space around Kent shimmered again, and Simon appeared, only to vanish just as quickly before Kent could react. He reappeared a moment later, launching a swift attack before teleporting away once more.
It was a cruel game of cat and mouse, Simon using the orb’s power to teleport around Kent, attacking and retreating before Kent could land a single blow.
Kent clenched his fists, his patience wearing thin as he watched Simon dart in and out of view, his movements almost too fast to track. Each time, Simon’s attacks grew bolder, his smirk wider, relishing in his newfound advantage.
“What’s wrong, Kent? Too slow to catch me?” Simon taunted, his voice dripping with arrogance.
He teleported again, this time appearing directly behind Kent, delivering a sharp dagger to his back before vanishing into thin air.
Kent staggered slightly, but the blow was more an annoyance than a real threat. “You think you can hide from me forever?” Kent growled while moving the iron rod in circular motion.
But Simon was already gone, his laughter lingering in the air. “Hide? I’m not hiding, Kent. I’m simply teaching you a lesson in humility!”
The game of hide-and-seek continued, Simon’s confidence growing with each successful strike. The Shadow Orb’s power made him nearly untouchable, allowing him to dance around Kent with ease. But with each taunt, each mocking word, Kent’s rage grew, a storm building within him, ready to be unleashed.
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