Chapter 335

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Chapter 335: Fifty Percent Achieved, Fifty Percent!
Boom!
The bright yellow light on the ‘Mystical Wing’ mecha’s body suddenly became more intense.
It rose up into the sky like a volcano erupting.
The appearance of the ‘Mystical Pattern’ intensified its already impressive aura, making it even more powerful.
Covered in flames, the ‘Mystical Wing’ transformed into a dazzling giant, too bright for Luo Yan to look at directly.
Even without seeing it with his own eyes, Luo Yan was certain that Di Zheng had used a secret technique.
Open Yuan Wheel!
It seemed that the effects of the secret technique could combine with the power of the ‘Mystical Pattern’.
And that’s why the ‘Mystical Wing’ was now releasing such an astonishing pressure.
After using the secret technique, the long sword in the ‘Mystical Wing’s’ hand was hidden inside a shield.
Mecha lowered its center of gravity and took on a sword-wielding stance.
This was clearly the starting move of the Battle Technique called “Thunder Flash.”
As Mecha made this starting move, the air near its “Mystical Wing” kept trembling, making thunder-like explosions.
The next second.
A mysterious dark sword burst out from the scale shield.
It slashed towards the distant Huan.
The sky and earth changed colors.
The world seemed to be only in black and white.
Everything looked like dark silhouettes.
Huan was no exception.
At that moment, a black line suddenly crossed the middle of the big cat’s figure.
Following this black line as a reference, Huan’s figure became misaligned.
In an instant.
Crisscrossing black lines appeared one after another.
In the blink of an eye, countless black lines were drawn.
Resulting in Huan’s figure being fragmented!
It was as if time hit the pause button.
It wasn’t until Huan’s mouth slightly opened that the giant beast suddenly spurted out sprays of blood, revealing multiple wounds on its body.
A tail flew up into the air.
Two toes landed on the ground.
Fur floated through the air.
Even the Beast Soul on its back quickly blurred.
Instantly.
A piercing roar echoed through the sky, reverberating between the forbidden lands, reaching even the base.
In Luo Yan’s ‘Unjustifiable Blaze Eyes,’ Huan’s vitality plummeted, instantly disappearing by half.
Then gradually decreased, but did not drop to zero directly.
At that moment, everything returned to its original color.
But it was no longer the desolate black and white.
Huan gasped heavily, his body instantly cut with deep wounds visible to the bone, suffering a heavy blow.
Luo Yan’s throat was dry.
His heart was pounding wildly.
He knew earlier Di Zheng used the ‘Thunder Flash’ Battle Technique, but now with the ‘Mystical Pattern’ displayed, it was clearly different in appearance, method of casting, and power.
All had noticeable differences!
Originally, this Battle Technique was meant to attack swiftly like a mecha, but now it had transformed into a way of releasing sword energy.
However, the power of the sword energy compared to it was like a firefly to the sun!
At this moment, Huan let out an angry roar, and the black mist pouring down from those black columns sped up abruptly.
In the thick fog, roars could be heard. Amongst the swirling mist, the silhouettes of giant beasts emerged.
Black mist filled the air, and shadowy creatures raced by.
It was as if a hundred beasts were madly running through the black fog.
Suddenly, a mass of black mist charged forward, transforming into a fierce Tanuki Power, heading straight towards ‘Mystical Wing’.
‘Mystical Wing’ raised its arm, drawing a dark sword that emitted black light, striking down the Tanuki Power formed by the black mist.
The mist creature immediately dispersed.
However, more mist creatures appeared, each resembling different giant beasts and possessing their abilities.
‘Mystical Wing’ found itself facing a horde of creatures, enduring attacks from all directions, including attacks mimicking the Eight Doors formation.
Raising the dragon scale shield to protect vital areas, ‘Mystical Wing’ withstood the onslaught for a few seconds before raising the dark sword high.
As it struck down, lightning cascaded down, swiftly merging to form a five-clawed dragon in an instant.
This dragon made of lightning, stretching nearly three hundred meters from end to end, shook its head and swished its tail, silently roaring as it crashed into the various-shaped mist beasts.
The lightning dragon swept through everything in its path, dispersing both lower rank giant beasts and middle rank creatures with a single charge.
Roaming in all directions, the lightning dragon circled around ‘Mystical Wing’ and ‘White Dragon’ repeatedly, forcefully intercepting the approaching mist tide headed towards the two mechas.
Watching the lightning dragon, Luo Yan felt a lump in his throat.
It was a variation of the Battle Technique ‘Thunderous Roar of Equality.’
Similar to the previous Battle Techniques, this particular one also altered its form, enhancing its power.
This enhancement was likely brought about by the ‘Mystical Pattern.’
Thinking of this, Luo Yan felt a surge of longing and anticipation.
He also wanted to gain this power!
Seeing that he couldn’t take a step beyond the Thunder Pool with his fog tide, Huan’s cat Beast Soul on his back, with flag-like fish scales fluttering in the wind, instantly increased its pressure.
Beast Soul lifted up, reversed the gun’s head, and fiercely threw out the blade-devouring long spear.
This phantom spear immediately tore through the air, pierced through the black mist, and in an instant, penetrated the scale shield and mecha, disappearing in a flash.
‘Mystical Wing’ hesitated for a moment, then began to retreat continuously.
The scale shield was raised high and thrown away.
The left shoulder of the mecha suddenly burst, erupting a burst of electric fire and countless fragments.
Just one strike.
‘Mystical Wing’s’ arm became immobilized and fell beside the fuselage.
Through the mist, Huan saw that mecha had lost its shield.
Seizing the opportunity, Beast Soul on Huan’s back started making strange movements, resembling a ceremony or a mysterious ancient ritual.
As Beast Soul moved, Huan used a special kind of magic again, preventing the black mist from attacking the Thunder Dragon’s defense line.
The howling black mist faded away, and streams of waterfalls flowed upwards, merging into the misty sea above.
The dark misty sea churned violently, with flashes of red light resembling exploding crimson thunder.
The misty sea then transformed dramatically, with a central mist slowly descending, forming lines that gradually shaped into an enormous and unique head.
This head was identical to Huan’s.
There was even an opened vertical pupil!
It dominated the sky, blocking out the night, and roared towards the ground shaking the mecha.
In the roaring storm-like noise, a dense ball formed by a large amount of black mist condensed and fell with a bang.
Inside this misty ball, a red light flickered, emitting an incredible pressure, tearing through the void, exuding a sense of destruction and death, like a black sun descending.
In the cockpit of the ‘Mystical Wing’, Di Zheng raised his eyebrows, “This is difficult…”
“Indeed, at the Overlord level, it’s necessary to have two Divine General-grade units to ensure stability in battle.”
“Right now, I am alone.”
“The chances of winning are probably only fifty percent, huh?”
The man with a stern facial expression once again raised the corners of his mouth.
“Fifty percent it is!”
“With low odds of winning, let’s fight with our lives!”
Right away, the ‘Mystical Wing’ shone with golden light on every Mystical Pattern, its wings spreading open at the back, releasing a powerful and fiery aura.
At this moment, the mecha was like a furnace, emitting a hot and intense energy, roaring and spreading strong waves all around.
The ‘Mystical Wing’ crouched slightly and then soared into the sky like a moth drawn to a flame, determined and fearless, heading straight towards the dark sun above!