Chapter 412
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Chapter 412: Even if Carrying the Abyss
The lightning flashed and the golden thunder was fearless against the iron fist that shattered space.
In the midst of the clash, there were flashes of lightning, thunder, and broken spaces. The battle between the second-grade heroic spirit and the golden emperor highlighted a magnificent and deadly scene.
Ordinary people caught up in it, might not live beyond three breaths.
Bai Wei is fearless in close combat, never using swords or magic in his past life. With his Golden Power, he can suppress anyone, even the top gods like Supreme Will cannot seal his Golden Power. As a second-grade heroic spirit, he can kill his opponent with her eyes closed in less than ten breaths, shattering their Heroic Spirit Principle. Whether he lets her be reincarnated again depends on Bai Wei’s mood at that time.
But such thoughts of "I think" and "in the old days" are useless before reality.
Reality is that the large bone has turned into various shapes of bone scraps, waiting for oneself to pick up piece by piece.
Luckily, memories remain, preserving the strength from the battle. The emperor has never been inferior in appearance, and even now must maintain an advantage, otherwise the character’s image will collapse and the fangirl witches will cry.
Among the witches in Black Rose, Bai Wei’s right and left hands are Gray Cat and the maidservant. Snow Leopard, Koi Fish (female), and Oleander all have different talents.
Snow Leopard excels in strong attacks and always undertakes the most dangerous tasks alone.
Although she appears similar to Gray Cat, their styles are completely different.
Gray Cat excels in manipulating mist, minds, and light magic, while Snow Leopard is skilled in elemental magic, especially thunder.
Gray Cat is very skilled and precise, like a sharp surgical sword, always accurate and graceful; while Snow Leopard’s style is wild and excessive, she prefers one-sided battles and challenging strong opponents, and she is not purely a witch, she retains some of the orc’s warlike bloodline, often turning easy single-target sieges into slaughter.
The difference between accuracy and slaughter is like the difference between surgery and butchery.
Snow Leopard lacks this kind of patience, so she is the worst in terms of fine control of magic.
But her innate sixth sense allows her to master extremely outrageous spells, enhancing her physical body through elemental magic.
This is very dangerous because the human body is so fragile and can easily be destroyed by elemental energy. But her idea is that if it’s easy to destroy, then it can also be rebuilt after destruction, even if it twists and mutates in the process. So she developed her own unique spell called ‘Thundercloud Avatar’.
Bai Wei was completely shocked the first time he saw this type of spell.
It’s like the elementalization of a fruit from the natural system.
It’s amazing that she can transform her own flesh and blood into elemental energy, but if not careful, she could explode herself into a human firework.
However, this spell was still completed because it is theoretically feasible. The highest-level elemental spirits are also a form of life, a form of energy-based life, and highly condensed energy can form materialization.
In fact, many systems have this move, for example, in Buddhism, there is a technique called Asura’s six-arm form, which grows four extra arms from the shoulders and armpits, almost indistinguishable from the original version.
However, this technique is still highly risky.
First, Thundercloud Avatar consumes a lot of energy in battle, and the amount of energy it consumes is enormous. Every time it gets injured, it means that a portion of its flesh and blood is reduced. If the magical power is depleted, the next thing that gets consumed will be its flesh, blood, and life. If too much is depleted, it won’t survive even after reverting back to its original form.
Second, Thundercloud Avatar requires precise control of magical power. For myself, I must mimic the control with utmost precision, in order to perfectly replicate my own body. Otherwise, once this technique is put into actual combat, it will simply break down my physical body, and inevitably consume a massive amount of mental and soul power.
From this perspective, Snow Leopard doesn’t meet the requirements at all. But ironically, she is the original developer of this technique, and relying solely on intuition, she can restore herself to her original state. Even if the energy consumption is excessive, she won’t die. Instead, her physical body will shrink, reaching a size as small as a seven or eight-year-old child.
Snow Leopard plans to further improve this move, and she has already expanded the coverage area of Thundercloud Avatar to eighty percent of her entire body. Even with fatal injuries, she can transfer them as long as her heart and brain remain unharmed, avoiding immediate death.
The Witch Queen regards this as the instinct of a wild beast.
Thundercloud Avatar cannot be popularized.
But for Bai Wei, there is no pressure. The enormous magical power required for this move can be replenished through the Golden Engraving, and he also possesses the necessary immense soul power. However, he has never actually used it after mastering it. Even in his prime as an emperor, he didn’t need to use Thundercloud Avatar because the Golden Power can create a golden legion out of nothing, including his own physical body.
With the almost indestructible Thundercloud Avatar, Snow Leopard survived numerous attacks and battles, but in the end, she emerged unscathed and without a single wound.
Now, Bai Wei has also manifested the Thundercloud Avatar, but its range is limited to his two arms. If it were to expand to his whole body, he would likely appear several years younger. He transformed his hands, and golden thunder wove through his flesh.
The saintess sensed something unusual when Bai Wei’s hands were torn apart, but in the next moment, a violent thunder surged forth. It seemed as though the figure before her was not human, but the embodiment of lightning. Even if her fist could tear through space, it could not destroy the endless flashes of thunder and electricity.
Bai Wei moved his fingertips, retracting his hands from the golden thunder, and they remained unharmed.
The Blind Saintess was briefly stunned, then assumed her boxing stance once again.
Bai Wei said, "How many times can you shatter?"
"Until you are unable to sustain it any longer!"
"Then let’s give it a try!" Bai Wei sneered.
The emperor transformed into a streak of golden lightning, instantly shattering the floor beneath his feet. In the blink of an eye, he crossed a distance of one hundred meters, evading the blind fist just before it made contact.
The fist disappeared quickly from sight and almost caught up with the thunder to intercept it.
The king’s body reappeared from the golden thunder, and with a wave of his hand, his fingers seemed to plunge into the river of ether, grabbing two streaks of lightning. He casually threw them, and the white brick walls of the sanctuary were coated with a layer of gold. Two thunder dragons roared and crashed into the Blind Saintess.
The thunder dragons coiled and attacked, like Hanzi opening wide.
The saintess threw a punch to meet them, combining strength and skill. She was a saintess, but also a proclaimed saint from the dark ages. These iron fist knuckles had killed countless members of different races, and she had even personally subdued the true ancient dragons!
A punch broke the spine of the two thunder dragons, causing them to explode and die within seconds of their grand entrance.
She once again lunged forward, punching towards the king. Her fist shattered his recently formed left hand, causing the space to crack and his hand to disintegrate into thunder.
Sparks of electricity shot out, leaving charred marks on her body.
The saintess advanced further and threw a more aggressive left hook. Although her repeated approaches seemed reckless, she intended to trade injuries. But after this punch landed, she found herself with a severely damaged face and her own vulnerability exposed.
Bai Wei raised his right hand, anticipating the interception position. However, both of his hands were torn apart, leaving him unable to counterattack momentarily. It was certain that his opponent would launch even more vicious consecutive strikes. So, he let go of his right hand and chose a different approach. He grabbed the opponent’s arm from behind and pushed and pulled, causing the saintess’s right fist to miss and strike a stone pillar, shattering the hall with a loud crash.
The Blind Saintess was surprised, the opponent seemed to know martial arts too, but it was different. It was more like the Thunder Country… Before she could think more, she saw a flash of lightning from the corner of her eye, and the recovered left hand of the opponent touched her face.
The saintess couldn’t dodge in time, so she opened her mouth and bit down on the hand. The bite force tore through the mutated palm, causing a piece of flesh to turn into scattered lightning. Her mouth was also injured, and blood, smelling burnt, trickled from the corner of her lips.
Bai Wei quickly moved several tens of meters away, and his fingers grasped the air. Thunder clouds descended, and lightning struck like raindrops.
The Blind Saintess raised her robe, just like catching falling snowflakes and hailstones, collecting golden thunder on her robe. Then she let go, and the ground was covered in scattered thunder, like a lively firecracker celebration.
The emperor and the saintess stared at each other, seeing a hint of seriousness and surprise in each other’s eyes.
Bai Wei was surprised by her powerful martial arts skills. She had fought her way out of countless battles, even using her teeth. Unfortunately, he hadn’t reached the point of grabbing a woman’s hair, otherwise he would have had countless opportunities to yank out her hair, literally holding onto her braid.
The saintess was astonished that the emperor had such a strong foundation even without the help of the mysterious golden power. How many rulers in the world had the patience to cultivate such a solid foundation? She thought she had the upper hand, but now both sides were at a standstill.
Unable to rely on the Heroic Spirit Principle or the mysterious power, they could only rely on their fighting skills. Neither side wanted to prolong the fight and desired a quick resolution.
They needed an opportunity to break the deadlock.
The opportunity came.
The two people were too busy fighting to care about protecting the artifacts and buildings. The supporting pillar of the sanctuary had already collapsed. What used to be a majestic sanctuary now resembled a damaged cathedral after a fire. It was in ruins, crumbling and falling apart. Falling stones, spreading cracks, and increasing instability were all evidence of its imminent destruction.
The Blind Saintess suddenly realized what Bai Wei might be thinking. She shouted, "No!"
Unfortunately, it was too late.
Bai Wei’s right leg stood on the ground, and the Golden Engraving continuously provided him with magical energy, so he didn’t need to worry about his own magic consumption. With just this advantage, he could engage in a battle of attrition with the opponent… he could fight, but there was no need.
He raised his palm and released a powerful thunderstorm from the thunderclouds that had gathered in the air before the battle. It pierced through the floor and struck the center of Broken Paradise, right below the sanctuary. This mountain was actually hollow, like a tower made of biscuits held together by five pieces. With a little force, its top could be pierced, and the unleashed thunder had nowhere to dissipate. From a distance, the entire mountain peak began to crumble from the top.
With the collapse of the sanctuary and the mountains, the fragments of paradise hidden beneath them finally revealed their appearance.
The fragments of paradise were like an incomplete canvas. The saintess’s goal was to connect it with the original canvas, so she had to keep the patterns on top accurate. However, Bai Wei’s goal was to obtain the canvas itself, and he didn’t mind causing some damage to it, even getting it dirty.
The Blind Saintess’s anger intensified. She stepped on the broken floor and shattered stones, leaping towards the floating fragments of paradise.
But in the next moment, a heavy pressure was felt on the forehead.
Bai Wei generously rewarded her with a kick as a return for previously having several arms broken, then stepped on the lightning and grabbed hold of the fragment of heaven.
A gentle light began to shine.
[The event has ended]
[Obtained the fragment of heaven]
Bai Wei looked down on the multitude of beings.
…From now on, I will be the manager of dogs!