redvbooks Chapter 1099 Legendary Strangulation
Chapter 1099 Legendary Strangulation
The continent of Taril.
Above the second Sigh Barrier.
The approaching deep purple sky, like a slowly descending coffin lid, was less than a kilometer from the top of the city wall.
The air was filled with suffocating void energy, and every breath was accompanied by a corrosive sting.
Even with various barriers and energy impacts.
The void energy continues to spread inevitably, affecting the body.
In terms of the data-driven body, this will affect their numerical values.
There will always be a reduction.
Fortunately, the amount of things cut was small; the main problem was that it greatly affected my mood.
Because it's impossible to express the taste, pain, and sensation in the data.
The defensive line itself, this Great Wall of steel that once held the hopes of millions of lives, is now groaning under its unbearable burden.
More than a third of the city wall area is covered with gruesome wounds.
The huge crater was a deep pit created by a stone thrown from the void, and its edges shimmered with an ominous purple light.
The gaping wounds were either the aftershocks of a clash of legendary powers or the marks left by repeated impacts from giant void creatures.
Large sections of the wall were covered with dense purple energy crystals, like spreading poisonous moss, stubbornly resisting the purification of the "Light of Descent".
repair?
Under such a dense and violent wave of attacks, even getting close became a luxury for the craftsmen, and every attempt was accompanied by enormous sacrifices.
Moreover, the boundary of the devouring is getting closer and closer.
There is no need to repair it anymore.
The number of void creatures seemed endless. They trampled over the corpses of their companions and clung to the broken walls, like a surging purple ant swarm, relentlessly assaulting every inch of the defense.
The level of combat has already escalated.
On the city walls, the focus has shifted from the battles between soldiers and ordinary monsters to the gladiatorial combat of legendary warriors.
Figures exuding a terrifying aura clashed fiercely between the battlements and in mid-air.
The shockwaves of energy swept across the city like a storm, and each clash caused the already crumbling city walls to tremble violently.
The Night Watchers and the Alliance's legendary warriors were firmly pinned to their respective zones, locked in fierce battles against equally powerful Void Legends, leaving them with no time to spare.
The entire defensive line was like a giant millstone, frantically consuming the top strength of both sides.
On a relatively "intact" section of the city wall, two figures moved and collided at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to perceive, each collision producing a deafening roar and a blinding light.
On one side is Viona, the Holy Blade Maiden of the Elven race.
Her long golden hair flew like a waterfall during her vigorous movements, and her pure white robe was covered with exquisite light armor in an elven style, outlining her agile figure.
She held a golden longsword formed from pure holy light in each hand—[Judgment] and [Redemption].
This was forged five years ago by the Night's Watch's master craftsman, the Golden King of the Dwarves.
The sword light flowed, sacred and fierce, each swing bringing with it a scorching golden arc, as if to completely purify the filth.
Her opponents, however, were quite different from the usual gory, monstrous void monsters.
This is a highly humanoid being, about three meters tall, whose body is completely covered by a deep, smooth shell, as if carved from amethyst.
The carapace has smooth lines that reflect the chaotic light around it, giving it a cold and eerie "aesthetic".
It has no obvious facial features; its face is just a smooth, crystalline surface, but powerful spiritual energy emanates from it.
Its weapon is a huge scythe, also made of amethyst.
Its length far exceeds its height, and its scythe blade is as thin as a cicada's wing, with edges shimmering with a ghostly light capable of cutting through space.
It is one of the most powerful Void Legends in this attack – the Crystal Scythe Apostle, with a level of fourteen.
"Clang! Clang! Sizzle—!"
Vionasha's twin swords transformed into a golden storm, with [Judgment] as the main attack, carrying the scorching holy light of judgment against sins, piercing straight at the joint of the Crystal Scythe Apostle.
【Redemption】is like a serpent, moving about, parrying and deflecting force, trying to find the weak point in the opponent's perfect crystal armor.
Her swordsmanship had long since reached a state of perfection, fast, accurate, and ruthless, with each strike containing a profound understanding of the rules of holy light.
However, the Crystal Scythe Apostle moved even faster!
It seemed weightless; the enormous amethyst scythe was as light as a feather in its hand, yet it swung with destructive power and speed.
It did not dodge or evade Viona's rapid and fierce sword attacks.
The holy light sword energy struck its smooth amethyst shell, most of it being refracted and slid away, leaving only shallow burn marks and a wisp of blue smoke, which were instantly repaired by the surging void energy within its body.
Occasionally, a sword strike to a joint gap would only cause a very brief pause in its movements.
Its counterattack was incredibly fierce.
The enormous scythe drew eerie arcs, slashing, sweeping, hooking, or pointing, each attack accompanied by a shrill whistling sound that tore through space and a pure will to destroy.
Wherever the scythe passed, the air was silently sliced apart, leaving behind purple cracks that lingered for a long time.
Vionasa dared not take the blow head-on; the power of the rules contained in that scythe made her heart tremble.
She could only rely on the elf's innate agility and honed combat instincts to perform extreme dodges and parries within a small space.
The golden twin swords and the amethyst scythe clashed repeatedly, erupting in dense sparks and ear-piercing energy hiss. Each parry caused Vionasha's arm to ache and go numb, and her holy light shield fluctuated violently.
"Give up, creation of the Holy Light."
A sharp, cold voice, like countless shards of glass rubbing together, rang directly in Vionasha's mind. It wasn't spoken, but it clearly conveyed her thoughts.
"Resistance...futile...embracing emptiness...returning to nothingness...warmth...painlessness...this is the world's...preordained...atonement..."
Vionasa executed a nimble backflip, narrowly avoiding a deadly scythe slash that swept across her waist and abdomen. She then used the momentum of the Redemption sword to tap the scythe handle of her opponent's weapon, using the force to create distance.
She steadied herself, her beautiful face flushed with anger and exhaustion, her golden eyes burning with fury.
"Atony? To whom should I atone? To you, you monster who destroys everything?"
"Don't even think about it! Even if I die, I will make you, this filthy body, taste the pain of being burned by holy light!"
"To become part of the void? I would rather my soul be utterly annihilated and return to nothingness!"
The Crystal Scythe Apostle seemed to pause for a moment, its smooth crystal surface turning towards Vionasha, its mental fluctuations remaining cold and unwavering.
"Annihilation...is emptiness...the end of all things...the astral plane...will also...fall silent...lay down...weapons...embrace...the end...that is...the right thing to do..."
Viona felt a chill rise from the depths of her heart as she listened to this fatalistic declaration, but it was quickly replaced by a more intense anger and determination.
She couldn't imagine whether, if she were defeated and the world fell, she would also become such a twisted being, using the same tone to persuade the resistance fighters of the next world to surrender.
This kind of future is more terrifying than death!
More repulsive than nothingness! "Evil!"
Vionasha let out a clear, angry shout that pierced through the clamor of the battlefield.
"Judgment will surely come from the light! Cleanse!"
An unprecedented and unwavering conviction erupted within her, as if dispelling some kind of fog.
Her understanding of the rules of holy light, under the pressure of life and death and her extreme hatred for the void, instantly broke through an invisible shackle.
hum!
The twin swords in her hands, [Judgment] and [Redemption], shone brightly!
The golden holy light was no longer a gentle purifying force, but rather condensed and compressed to the extreme, like two divine weapons forged from liquid sunlight.
Mysterious judgment runes appeared on the sword, and the pressure emanating from it caused the surrounding void energy to sizzle as if it were being burned.
"Judgment - Radiant Slash!"
Vionasha's figure vanished suddenly, and in the next instant she appeared beside the Crystal Scythe Apostle.
The twin swords transformed into two golden lightning bolts that tore through space. No longer a test, but with a resolute will to sever destiny and incinerate the void, they fiercely slashed at the opponent's seemingly indestructible amethyst neck and the joint of the arm holding the scythe.
Speed, power, and the concentration of holy light all suddenly increased to a new level.
When the perfect amethyst shell came into contact with the sublimated holy light, it emitted a faint "crack" sound, as if it could not bear the weight.
The burn marks are deeper, and the repair process is significantly slower.
For the first time, the Crystal Scythe Apostle was forced to perform a dodge action other than blocking.
Its massive scythe spun hastily, barely managing to parry the fatal strike of [Judgment]. Amidst the ear-piercing scraping sound, a clear dent was slashed into the long handle of the scythe.
The sword light of [Redemption] grazed its crystal armor, leaving a deep, charred, and smoking sword mark.
"hiss--"
A hiss, not a mental fluctuation but a genuine pain-filled sound emanating from within the crystal armor, rang out.
Vionasha's momentum was overwhelming. She wielded her twin swords so tightly that they created an impenetrable barrier. The golden sword shadows were like blooming flowers of light, completely enveloping the Crystal Scythe Apostle.
The Void Legend, who had just had a slight advantage, was now being suppressed by this sudden burst of power and forced to retreat repeatedly. The swing of the Amethyst Scythe also lost its previous composure and precision.
The collision of light and crystal caused the scales to tilt subtly at that moment.
……
On the sea line.
The once azure seawater has long been stained a deep purplish-black, as thick as oil.
In the sky, the brilliance of the elements collided wildly with the energy of the void, exploding into colorful energy storms filled with the aura of death.
Alchemical cannonballs, magical beams, and elemental spells rained down like a storm, blasting countless towering purple water columns into the sea.
The Night Watch fleet resembled a floating steel fortress; each salvo from the main guns of the "Sinful Skyfire-class" battleships carved a vast expanse of emptiness into the purple tide.
The shields of the "Wall of Light" class frigate flickered violently under the dense barrage of energy projectiles.
The flagship "Eye of the Whole Realm" acts like a brain, guiding the destructive torrent to precisely cover the monster horde gathered by the "Tide Anchors".
However, beneath the surface, a tremendous threat is lurking.
A giant serpentine creature, nearly a hundred meters long and composed entirely of flowing, deep purple energy—the [Energy-Devouring Shadow Serpent]—is lurking beneath the fleet.
It has no physical form, but is like a huge stream of energy, sometimes diving into the deep sea and sometimes leaping out of the sea. Every time it appears, its huge mouth, which is made of pure void energy, spews out a destructive purple beam of light.
Like a high-pressure water cannon, it swept across the sea, its target aimed directly at the fleet's energy shield core or vulnerable sides.
Wherever the beam of light passed, the seawater was instantly evaporated, the shields twisted violently, and one "Raider-class" destroyer even had its shield shattered after being hit repeatedly in the same spot. A huge hole was corroded in the hull, and the ship slowly tilted while emitting thick smoke.
"Annoying loach!"
A metallic dragon roar resounded across the sea and sky.
A dazzling golden meteor tore through the chaotic energy storm, plunging down at a speed beyond the limits of vision.
It was the alchemical dragon, Biglet.
During the dive, his massive dragon body, made of mithril and arcane alloy, rapidly deformed and reconstructed in a blinding light.
The streamlined fuselage replaced the dragon's body, the huge wings transformed into swept-back wings, and the dragon's head became a sharp, cone-shaped nose—it transformed into the Night Watch's most powerful high-speed fighter form.
"Buzz—Boom!!!"
Two thick, golden beams of energy, a mixture of highly compressed arcane magic and dragon fire, shot out from the nose of the fighter jet.
The beam of light struck precisely the energy shield that the [Energy Devouring Shadow Serpent] had just condensed for defense.
The shield shattered like a fragile soap bubble.
The beam of light, its momentum undiminished, pierced fiercely into its energy-state body.
"Hiss—!" The giant energy serpent let out a painful mental shriek, the part that was hit thrashing violently, and a large amount of dissipated purple energy gushed out like blood, making its shape somewhat unstable.
Without pausing, in his fighter jet form, Bugret made an incredible sharp-angle turn, instantly slicing into the side of the giant serpent's energy body.
The golden light surged again, and the enormous alchemical dragon form disappeared, replaced by a terrifying giant form that was over ten meters tall, half dragon and half machine—the Dragonman Battle Body.
The giant claw, covered in golden metallic scales and wreathed in energy that tore through space, roared wildly as it plunged into the energy wound that the giant snake had just been torn open by the beam of light.
"Tear me apart!"
Burgreat roared, unleashing terrifying power from his arms, tearing the energy wound even larger.
The purplish-black energy surged forth like a burst dam.
Without the slightest hesitation, his mechanical dragon mouth, filled with sharp teeth, suddenly opened wide, and a complex alchemical matrix deep in his throat was instantly fully charged.
"Dragon's Breath!"
A torrent of golden-white energy, condensed to its extreme and seemingly containing countless runes, slammed into the huge wound he had torn open at close range with zero delay.
A torrent of energy raged and exploded within the giant snake's body, causing its entire form to swell and twist violently as if inflated.
This is not over yet.
A cunning yet violent glint flashed in Bugret's eyes.
His free dragon claw shot out like lightning, and a miniature alchemy workshop instantly unfolded in his palm, instantly synthesizing a golden crystal the size of a walnut, containing terrifying and unstable arcane energy.
Without hesitation, he forcefully shoved the "Arcane Annihilation Core" into the most unstable and turbulent core region of the giant serpent's body. (End of Chapter)