Chapter 733 - 456: Battle Plan 2

Chapter 733: Chapter 456: Battle Plan 2

A golden light flared around Tang Ling’s main body, greatly strengthening her.

Then, the first Clone used Instant Movement to appear beside the hovering Abyssal Incarnation. Its arm underwent a Transformation into a massive, red-hot hammer, which came crashing down like a burning meteor.

BOOM! With a thunderous crack, the heavy, ornate armor shattered like exploding porcelain, sending fragments flying in every direction.

The first Clone’s arm reverted to its original form and materialized a brilliant golden Sun Saint Sword. Its sharp Sword Aura lunged toward the now-unarmored Abyssal Incarnation.

The searingly hot blade pierced flesh and impaled its heart. Fetid black blood gushed out, only to be instantly vaporized by the radiant Solar Holy Light.

[Ability Activated: Weakness, Purification, Instant Death, Soul Destruction, Destruction of All Things, Divine Light...]

In that instant, the Clone unleashed countless Abilities. The second Clone then appeared via Instant Teleportation, swinging its Sun Saint Sword to decapitate the Abyssal Incarnation.

Tang Ling’s main body followed right behind, the Sun Saint Sword in her hand igniting with a brilliant blaze as she slashed down at her great foe.

The blaze surged like a mighty tide, instantly engulfing the Abyssal Incarnation. The series of heavy blows sent its health bar plummeting to one-third.

Just then, the background music suddenly shifted. The melody quickened, growing more tense.

Amid the surging tide of light, a sliver of pure Darkness emerged. The surrounding space immediately began to collapse inward. The mass of Darkness spun at high speed, becoming a vortex. The brilliant Solar Holy Light swirled into the patch of black like water flushing down a toilet drain.

VWOOM——————

An ethereal, immense boom echoed as pure Darkness erupted outward. Tang Ling was thrown back, her feet skidding across the ground, kicking up a shower of sparks and carving two deep gouges. A circular shield of azure particles materialized in front of her, blocking the attack.

Meanwhile, Zhou Chen was outside the Skill’s area of effect and remained unscathed.

A second later, a beam of black light erupted from the spinning dark sphere, piercing the particle shield in a flash. It moved too fast for the naked eye to follow, but Tang Ling’s reflexes were countless times faster than a mortal’s. At the critical moment, she used Phantom to phase through the beam like a Ghost and swiftly teleported away.

The beam of black light, thin as a thread, flashed past. It pierced through a pillar in the Holy Hall, silently leaving a gaping hole.

Then, countless beams of black light shot out, blanketing the entire Holy Hall like a torrential downpour, leaving no room to dodge.

Tang Ling instantly appeared at Zhou Chen’s side, grabbed his shoulder, and leaped away, pulling him into the void to evade this wave of Skill damage.

"Careful. It’s entered the Second Stage," Tang Ling warned.

A few seconds later, she brought Zhou Chen back from the void. The barrage of black light had stopped. In the spot where the Abyssal Incarnation had been, a humanoid figure made of pure Darkness slowly rose. Its body was like a black hole, constantly pulling in the surrounding light, resembling a living rift to the Abyss.

Its health bar had also completely reset, returning to full.

A bone-chilling cold ran down Zhou Chen’s spine. He instinctively took two steps back, only to discover that five or six pairs of mutated arms had sprouted from his steel body, clawing wildly at the air. A moment later, several eyeballs opened on his form, staring at him with malice.

’I got contaminated just by looking at it?’

He immediately severed the corrupted parts. He was in a state of Essence Materialization, so there was no need to worry about injury; he would recover quickly.

’Since the contamination is this severe...’

The next second, a pale, deathly still crown materialized above Zhou Chen’s head. A solemn, white halo of fire rose behind it, rotating slowly.

The Sword of the End materialized in his hand, and he plunged it into the ground. A Power of decay spread rapidly in all directions. The pillars and the precious jade floor of the Holy Hall alike were coated in a layer of gray as cracks began to appear.

The End Realm activated.

"Next move, I’ll defend, you attack," Tang Ling said.

"Got it."

Since the World had been gamified, Zhou Chen’s Level was not far from Tang Ling’s. After the enhancement, their Attribute Values were also comparable. In other words, his current combat power in the game was only slightly less than hers.

At that thought, the two of them used Instant Movement to appear before the Abyssal Incarnation. Tang Ling’s fists ignited with Holy Light. Her literal Steel Fist tore through the air as she threw a punch, unleashing a tyrannical shockwave in all directions that boomed like rolling thunder.

The Abyssal Incarnation also balled its hand into a fist, throwing a punch that was like a black hole.

The two terrifying Powers collided, which should have produced an unimaginable shockwave. But as the crown above Zhou Chen’s head flashed, the wave of energy rapidly decayed, finally dissipating into a harmless breeze.

In that same instant, Zhou Chen slashed with the pale, cold Sword of the End.

There was no sound, only silence. Half of the Abyssal Incarnation’s body was sliced off as easily as a hot knife through butter. Though its black-hole-like body could absorb any form of Power, it failed to effectively block the Power of the End.

At the culmination of the End, all things perish. Even time and death itself fade away. What was a mere black hole in the face of that?

Seeing how effective the attack was, Tang Ling decisively materialized a Doomsday Blade and began slashing manically. Her assault was like a sudden squall, unleashing a deadly rhythm.

The pale, cold light of the blade crisscrossed, dicing the Abyssal Incarnation’s body into countless tiny pieces. Its health bar dropped to a final sliver.

With a thought from Zhou Chen, the World-Burning Evil Fire erupted. The Fiery Fire billowed out, engulfing the cloud of fragments.

But the Abyssal Incarnation’s health bar didn’t hit zero. The tiny fragments were even re-fusing and reassembling within the World-Burning Evil Fire, gradually forming a head.

’Is my damage too low? That can’t be right... Do you really need the Sword of Ten Thousand Kings to kill this boss?’ Zhou Chen wondered, stunned.

"Let me try."

A blaze surged across Tang Ling’s body, spreading to engulf the Abyssal Incarnation’s fragments, but its health bar still didn’t budge, stuck on that final sliver.

"Then try using the Sword of Ten Thousand Kings," Tang Ling prompted.

So, Zhou Chen switched his Weapon. He gripped a solemn, magnificent Heavy Sword, its intricate patterns exuding an air of majesty. Ancient symbols of the sun, moon, stars, mountains, and trees surfaced on the blade, followed by flashing, phantasmal images of various regions on Gaia: the Holy Hall Church, the Magic Academy, the Satellite Cities...

’Finally...’

And at that moment, upon seeing the Sword of Ten Thousand Kings, the Abyssal Incarnation became ecstatic.

The Heavy Sword came down in a simple, unadorned strike, cleaving the Abyssal Incarnation’s head in two.

The last sliver of its health bar vanished completely.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA..." The Abyssal Incarnation couldn’t contain its ecstatic laughter, but a moment later, it stopped abruptly.

"Go on, laugh. Why’d you stop?"

Zhou Chen looked at the bisected head with a smirk.

’This isn’t the Sword of Ten Thousand Kings... This isn’t the Sword of Ten Thousand Kings...’ The Abyssal Incarnation seemed to realize something. It roared in impotent Anger, and the next second, it exploded into nothingness.

[Gaia Operation Plan No. 996:

3. As a contingency, use Forbidden Object C-006: Replication Mirror to copy the Sword of Ten Thousand Kings. Bring the replica into the Final Holy Hall.]

Tang Ling had previously used the Replication Mirror to create a Clone that was identical to her main body, but it was still fundamentally a replica. This was especially true for a Divine Artifact Level Weapon like the Sword of Ten Thousand Kings; the Replication Mirror could only copy some of its Abilities, not all of them.

However, possessing only a portion of its Abilities was enough. At least it had been enough to successfully kill the Abyssal Incarnation.

Zhou Chen lifted the Sword of Ten Thousand Kings. The magnificent, solemn blade was already being corroded by Darkness. In just a few seconds, it had transformed into a Hell’s Sword radiating a dense Abyssal Calamity. If he weren’t already in a corrupted state himself, he would have been deeply corrupted on the spot.

He unhesitatingly used Destruction of All Things to destroy the corroded replica, erasing it into dust.

’So the Abyssal Incarnation’s target really was the Sword of Ten Thousand Kings. But why couldn’t we kill it before... And what did it want with the sword...?’

Zhou Chen was lost in thought when Tang Ling spoke gravely from beside him:

"The Black Sun is running rampant!"