Chapter 833
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Chapter 833: Battle of the Dark Willow
Among the two fallen members of the Ancient God Church, the young recruit struggled to lift his head, watching the approaching Bai Li with a cold smile, his eyes flickering uncertainly.
In the end, it seemed he had made a decision, taking a deep breath as a surge of dark energy erupted from his chest!
“You?!!” Beside him, the female recruit from the Ancient God Church trembled at the sight.
“Fall back!” An Qingyu’s pupils constricted as she quickly issued the order. The members of Team Nightfall hesitated not for a moment and rapidly retreated.
Boom—!!
A burst of extreme dark energy engulfed the two members of the Ancient God Church.
As the terrifying wave of power dissipated, the surrounding earth and vegetation showed no signs of damage, only the lifeless bodies of the two members slumped to the ground, motionless.
“Did they just commit suicide?” Jiang Er asked in confusion.
An Qingyu frowned and approached their bodies, a flicker of gray light appearing in her eyes as she began to analyze them.
“Body dead, soul gone… they should be dead?” An Qingyu murmured to herself.
After a moment, she shook her head. “Forget it, after this is over, let’s take these two bodies back for dissection; we should find out then.”
Bang bang bang—!!
In the night sky, three consecutive booming sounds echoed, thick smoke rising from the inverted steel dome, instantly capturing everyone’s attention.
No one noticed that a barely perceptible dark light flashed through the earth, entering a deep pit and silently drilling into Lu Baoyou’s body.
Lu Baoyou frowned, seemingly sensing something, and looked down at his palm, a hint of confusion appearing in his eyes…
But in the end, he found nothing and turned back to gaze at the sky, watching the two figures battling in the steel dome.
“Too strong…” Lu Baoyou murmured, “How can he be this strong? Just how much power was he hiding?”
Initially, Lu Baoyou felt somewhat unconvinced about his defeat.
But now, seeing Lin Qiye unleash his full strength, hammering down on Ming Liu above the steel dome, he truly realized… just how vast the gap between them was.
…
The roaring explosions continued to echo from the steel dome.
Ming Liu held the lantern of the underworld, where the eye at the wick compressed endless underworld energy to its limit, then exploded, tearing apart everything within a vast range into fragments.
Lin Qiye wielded the “White Blade,” his figure darting like a ghost between the void and reality. No matter how violently Ming Liu’s underworld energy exploded, it could not affect him in the slightest.
Of course, with Jialan’s “Immortal” protecting him, even if Qiye charged blindly towards Ming Liu with his eyes closed, he would suffer no harm. However, this would make his movements easy to predict, allowing Ming Liu to anticipate his position and evade attacks.
But once he concealed his figure in the void, he became an invisible specter, and Ming Liu had no idea from which direction he would strike.
“Concealing and revealing…” Ming Liu’s gaze swept warily around, speaking coldly.
The lantern in his palm suddenly burst forth with blinding light, a massive ring of underworld energy sweeping through the surroundings like a tidal wave, shattering the steel dome beneath his feet inch by inch.
Countless steel fragments rained down from the sky.
At that moment, Lin Qiye stepped out from the storm of steel fragments, a sharp blade of light piercing the sky, directly slashing towards Ming Liu’s neck.
Buzz—!
The lantern in Ming Liu’s hand brightened once more, and under the surge of underworld energy, it shattered the blade of light into nothingness.
“Hmm?”
Lin Qiye raised an eyebrow, extending his hand to grasp the scattered steel fragments. The pitch-black night spread from the hem of his clothing, instantly covering the surface of all the fragments.
The countless steel fragments froze in mid-air, then rapidly converged towards the center, ultimately forming a massive black steel blade, howling as it slashed towards Ming Liu in the sky under the control of the night.
At the same time, Lin Qiye, descending from the sky with the “White Blade,” gazed at Ming Liu below, his deep red cloak billowing in the fierce wind.
“How about you try taking this blade?”
Lin Qiye spoke calmly, raising the white blade high. A deep shade of night climbed up the blade’s edge, and at the same time, the enormous steel blade shooting up from the ground also absorbed a touch of night.
In that instant, the steel blade, Ming Liu, and Lin Qiye were all aligned along the same vertical line.
Two streaks of pitch-black blade light slashed out from the steel blade and the “White Blade,” one above and one below, forming a cross that closed in on Ming Liu in the center, the dark blade light surging in the night sky as if to sever the stars above!
“Star-Cleaving Technique!”
This cross-shaped blade light pierced through heaven and earth, and the lantern in Ming Liu’s hand erupted with unprecedented brilliance, endless underworld energy rolling as if trying to withstand this earth-shattering strike.
However, beneath the cross blade light, this underworld energy only held for half a second before collapsing.
The cross blade light easily sliced through Ming Liu’s body, shattering the lantern in his hand into fragments, and Ming Liu’s flesh scattered in the air. He stared blankly at the deep red figure standing above him, holding the blade, his eyes filled with disbelief.
So strong…
That man is too strong.
Clearly, they were both divine agents, yet in the same realm, how could he be this powerful?
Is this… the strength of a special team leader?
Ming Liu couldn’t comprehend it and had no chance to ponder further. His consciousness rapidly dissipated, the last flicker of life extinguished along with the surge of night.
A member of the Ancient God Church, the agent of the Greek god of the underworld, easily fell to Lin Qiye’s hands.
His flesh scattered to the ground along with the rain of steel fragments, and the recruits in the training camp who witnessed the entire battle fell into a deep silence.
They were profoundly shaken.
At that moment, the deep red figure standing under the night sky, holding the white blade, was deeply etched in their minds, and even decades later, they would not forget a single detail…
Meanwhile, a question arose in the minds of all the surviving recruits.
Who… exactly is he?
Before they could ponder too long, Lin Qiye in the night sky calmly raised his right hand and snapped his fingers at the remaining recruits on the training ground below.
Boom—!
An invisible wave of pressure slammed into the training ground, and in an instant, all the recruits felt darkness envelop them, collapsing one after another to the ground.
In the entire training camp, aside from Team Nightfall, no one else stood there.
