Chapter 487 - The Decisive Battle: Part 2
Chapter 487: The Decisive Battle: Part 2
The colored light rapidly eroded the holy powers around Lin Sheng.
Less than a second later, the holy power disappeared and Lin Sheng grunted as a storm of endless colored lights bombarded against his armor.
“Ward of the Stalwart Wall!” Lin Sheng thought as another layer of warding formed on him as they blocked off the remaining power of the colorful light.
*Boomm!!!*
Even when Lin Sheng had managed to block the attack and was uninjured, he was still knocked several hundred meters away from his original position.
Just as Faldt was about to pursue and go for the killing blow, a massive figure suddenly slammed against him from the side again.
“Twin Horn Assault!”
The Netherblade had already taken out the monsters formed out of the orbs and had rushed over once again.
“Damn it!” Faldt spat and could only give up on pursuing Lin Sheng as he joined the Netherblade in melee.
Lin Sheng took a breather before floating up against and rushed towards Faldt.
The long sword condensed out of holy light in his hand rapidly lengthened and widened as he charged towards Faldt in a powerful thrust attack.
“Wheel of Woe!” The power of the second wheel was poured into the holy long sword as it clashed against the Thousand-Spellwords surrounding Faldt.
The two forces of pure energy clashed and were quickly annihilated.
Either of the two forces was Legendary-class strength that far exceeds the Palatinates.
The density, strength, and purity of their powers was beyond the limits of mortal imagination.
Even so, Lin Sheng failed to actually break Faldt’s defense and instead could only wear it down.
The battle then slowly turned into a stalemate.
Both the Netherblade and Lin Sheng coordinated as they tried to kill Faldt.
For a time, the city center was utterly destroyed by the collision of three massive forces.
When the swordthralls were still ravaging the city, the city still at least bore the look of one, but as the three continued to blast each other apart, the city was slowly collapsing away.
Everywhere the trio went, be it reinforced concrete, cement, or corpses, all of them were annihilated and turned into the finest of dust particles as they disappeared.
The terrifying explosion and roars continued to ring out between the three of them.
Just the sonic wave alone was enough to impair any ordinary survivors as they collapsed onto the ground unable to bear the shock.
Adolf and Isaac, after meeting up had already left their original spot long ago, as they stood at least three kilometers away from the battlefield.
From this position, only did they dared to watch this world war with a peace of mind as they awaited the end of the fight.
Faldt had unleashed the Thousand-Spellwords again and again and just as the colored lights were depleted, they immediately Can’t reappeared, and could not be wiped out.
The Netherblade had extremely thick skin and his defense and resistance were so strong that it was absurd, and he came out unscathed even when struck by the spellwords time and time again.
While Lin Sheng was so fast that he weaved in and out of the battlefield, at times blasting out a pillar of white light and could always force Faldt to react in a rush.
The battle had spread to the surrounding cities as blocks upon blocks of high-rise and skyscrapers collapsed by the aftershocks of the attacks.
Some of the survivors that could not escape in time were simply killed by the shock in their hiding place. Even escaping now was impossible.
“Is this the battle between top-level overlords? It is…spectacular…” Isaac lit a cigarette as he let out a long sigh.
But no one could hear what he was saying.
Even when they were three meters away, the sound waves from the clash between three top-tier elites had numbed their ears, and they could hardly hear anything.
“Master will win,” Adolf said with conviction.
Isaac did not say anything and simply took a big puff.
He was not worried about that, but instead…
From what he saw, Adolf’s master was not a person with a kind temperament, and even if he wins, he might end up being the second Faldt…
…
“Fang of the Hidden King!”
The Netherblade’s massive crocodile jaw lit up in purple light as he opened his mouth, and snapped at Faldt’s neck with terrifying speed.
At the same time, an invisible binding force had held Faldt in place, rendering him immobile.
“You!! ” Faldt had held on for so long and he was gradually being spent.
Be it the Netherblade or the Holy Emperor, both of them were elites in the same league as him.
If it was one-on-one, he could still use his diverse spellwords to fight and counter any moves against him.
But with the two combined, it was like a mage having to face a super tanky warrior and an extremely agile assassin alone at the same time.
And this situation was literally suffering for him, every time he wanted to unleash a powerful spellword, he was interrupted by Lin Sheng’s sneak attacks, and interrupted his incantation.
After a few times in a row, Faldt understood that the two had intended to wear him down to his death here.
“It cannot go on like this.” His hissed within his heart, Qyne had died for him, and he definitely could not just die here like this! He needs to leave, and he wants vengeance!
Thinking of that made Faldt’s eyes turn dark red, as he finally decided to use his ultimate ability that he had kept hidden until now.
He had not used the ability earlier was that it would require the opponent to be slow in order to catch them.
Without any means to take Lin Sheng out, using his ultimate ability would result in a large expenditure for nothing.
And even if he could take out the Netherblade, Lin Sheng would take advantage of the distraction and pierce his defense with his blade.
So he had waited patiently.
But now, he had no other choice.
If this goes on, he would be worn down and killed by the two.
“In the name of the Underworld Declaimer!” A transparent ripple suddenly blasted out from Faldt.
At the same time, he had unleashed all of the Netherforce he could muster and let them run rampant all at once.
Countless of Netherfoice in the air transformed into a high-destiny energy storm and seriously interfered with Lin Sheng’s high-speed movements.
And he had to temporarily slow down.
That was the moment Faldt was waiting for, even when the slowdown only lasted half a second.
“Heed my call! Four-fold Underworld Crown Pillars!”
Faldt spat out a mouthful of black blood into the air, as they turned into countless black spots and rushed towards the sky.
*Hummm…*
Four massive black magic circles suddenly lit up as they simultaneously appeared in the four cardinal directions in the sky.
*Whiff!*
Four stone pillars covered with black reliefs started falling from the magic circles as they crashed towards Lin Sheng and the Netherblade.
“Run! That is part of the Pillar of Condemnation! If you are touched by it, your soul would be condemned and if you fail to pass to trial, it will be completely annihilated!”
The Netherblade’s expression turned to shock as he saw the pillars appeared as he turned and fled.
His quick reaction was due to him knowing the true nature of the pillars.
But it was too late for Lin Sheng.
He had planned to face it head-on, but after listening to what the Netherblade had said, it was already too late.
Three of the four pillars were rushing towards him, and it was clear that Faldt hated him to the bone.
The three massive stone pillars blocked the light from above as they rapidly collapsed, and the following traction from the energy vortex kept Lin Sheng within ground zero.
“Since you want to die that badly, let’s end this!” Lin Sheng got furious as well.
“Yudivo!! (Unlimited Conversion)”
In an instant, a blinding white light blasted out of Lin Sheng just right before the pillar hit him.
The white light was like a sun on the ground, with ripples of pure white radiated out of it as an endless torrent of holy power surged out violently as they clashed against the three falling stone pillars in the sky.