The Rise of the Black Plain

Removing that sword completely from the seal, Minos immediately held it with his two hands above his body, drawing attention even from his allies.

The spiritual energy in the surroundings stopped flowing normally, as much of it came towards Minos’ body, especially this sword.

The laws in the surroundings stopped functioning properly, causing some of the avatars to weaken subtly.

“What the fuck…”

“What’s that?”

“A fusion of three techniques?”

Several of the Demigods there shivered, noticing that thing in the hands of Minos Soul Avatar.

But no one there could look directly at the Divine Sword, as it appeared to be a small, highly bright white star.

However, seeing it or not, everyone could feel the terror of such a fusion!

“Damn it!” Patriarch Longus noticed the beginning of Minos’ movement and felt he had to flee.

“Patriarch Longus, die!” Minos shouted as the veins all over his head showed, and his skin became extremely thin as he held that weapon.

That thing was sucking up his cultivation at an excessive rate, and even all the energy advantages he had couldn’t help him for long as long as he had that fusion working.𝑂𝑣𝓁xt.𝑪𝔬𝓂

‘I’ll sacrifice a year of my cultivation for this, but it’s worth it!’ He made up his mind, finally moving that weapon downward, striking in the direction where most of the Longus family Demigods were.

When he did so, the space around the blade of his sword collapsed, while the space fabric itself opened up, causing all the surroundings to become chaotic.

Even mid-level Spiritual Demigods would not be able to manipulate the space in that area now with this instability.

While ten of the strongest cultivators in the surroundings were trying their best to escape from their positions, they saw that thing falling on them, getting bigger and bigger.

The sword, about twelve meters long, that glowed in the hands of Minos’ avatar suddenly doubled in size, burning all the arrays in the surroundings with its radiance. At the same time, the sound itself disappeared in front of it.

Minos’ allies quickly stopped acting against those ten enemies and moved further away, each coldly sweating as they felt the worst sensation of their lives.

If the black hole was terrible, that sword was like an endless nightmare!

A fusion of three techniques was not something normal! 

Fusions could be made when cultivators had relatively high-level powers and compatible techniques. Typically, they did not generate negative consequences other than exhaustion for their users.

However, a fusion with more than two techniques escaped the standard rules and sacrificed part of the cultivation of the one who activated it!

They were 50 times more difficult to complete successfully than simpler fusions and would weaken their users for a prolonged period.

As such, their power was much greater than that of two-technique fusions, and when Minos moved that sword, everyone in that place felt as if they were facing an attack from a level 93 Demigod!

That was way above Minos’ capabilities, so everyone there was scared, some trying to escape the worst, others trying to shield their eyes from that incredible glare.

“Oh, shit!” The patriarch Longus saw that glow becoming everything in his surroundings and finally lost any of the positive feelings he had in his heart a few moments ago.

‘You bastard! You used a supreme weapon against us!’ He cursed Minos but with no more chance to do anything to protect his life.

‘The ancestor didn’t…’

Amidst his last thought, the vertical movement of that sword reached its end, striking those men and space itself.

When it hit its target, that intense white light exploded like a bomb, and a giant blade sliced through space, passing through all those Demigods, destroying their souls as it shattered their bodies.

The first of them to fall was the patriarch Longus, who saw the inscription on the giant Divine Sword blade in his last moment of life.

‘Godslayer.’

After his final disappointment upon discovering something his ancestor had not communicated to them about, his soul disappeared as a gigantic explosion unfolded.

Everyone in the surroundings covered their eyes and protected themselves as best they could while winds so strong as to sway those gigantic trees arose in the region.

Everything below that sword disappeared until the very spiritual root of the area had been struck with the opening of a huge crater.

As the clarity in the surroundings dimmed, Starclaw slowly stopped shielding her eyes, looking in the direction Minos had attacked.

When she finally managed to see something, she noticed the sword in the hands of Minos’ avatar and jets of lava rising from the crater almost 500 meters below him.

Some of the millennial trees in the surrounding area were totally destroyed, while others were leaning in the opposite direction of the explosion, with many of their leaves lost.

Gulp!

‘So that was his second final move!’ She thought as she looked at the outcomes of that attack, seeing that not even bodies had been left behind in that group of ten Demigods that were hit.

She looked up to where Minos stood and saw her master hurriedly breathing as he seemed to have lost a few pounds.

His Soul Avatar slowly disappeared, and he returned to his normal size, still holding the Divine Sword, but in a much smaller size.

The glow on it had been lost, and it was slowly losing its essence, becoming more and more transparent.

Everyone else in the surroundings of this battlefield noticed this, still impressed but slowly coming back to reality.

“Ahh! Die, you damned monster!” One of the surviving Demigods shouted as he flew at Minos, feeling that this would be their only chance to act against this person.

If Minos escaped to the Spatial Kingdom, they would be lost. When he returned, they would all be wiped out.

But if they killed him there and now, all would end well for this family!

Not all the Demigods had been exterminated by Minos’ final move. Three level 90 people had been left behind to continue fighting for their faction’s interests!

Minos’ people saw that first mover approaching their leader. They felt the apprehension of seeing a deadly dangerous attack approaching their commander.

Minos was extremely tired but noticed this person moving against him and raised his sword again.

“Can he still fight?” One of the other survivors from the patriarch Longus’ faction shouted as he saw Minos preparing to receive the attack from that soul projection.

At that moment, when some were flying to help Minos, and others were watching that with apprehension, the Demigod’s attack and Emperor Stuart’s sword collided!

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