Chapter 152 You Blind?

Since Ma Sun's existence time was the same as the duration of the Mo Yao Ling Shu, and he was a dedicated combat-type summon, Feng Bujue naturally chose him as the bearer of the Ling Shu's power.

As 15% of his Spirit Power was consumed, a shadow of a battle general appeared behind Jue Ge.

In a flash, a spiritual wind arose, and the heroic soul appeared in the world.

Behold, Ma Sun, with a face like gold and jade, and eyes like stars; with a wolf's waist and ape's arms, and a tiger's back and dragon's form; wearing a purple-gold three-pointed helmet, and clad in purple-gold linked armor; upon his shoulder, a touch of red brocade, like the blazing fire of the sun, rose slowly with spiritual energy.

Just as he was summoned, Feng Bujue waved the Ling Shu in his hand...

In an instant, a terrifying aura of death rushed out from within the Ling Shu, completely enveloping Ma Sun, who was only half-formed.

Seconds later, Ma Sun let out an angry roar, his voice like thunder, "Ha!"

The power of necromancy bloomed in response, spreading out in all directions like a gale.

For a time, sand and stones flew across the battlefield, and a ghostly aura pervaded the air.

When Ma Sun reappeared, he seemed to have grown even larger, his body intertwined with black death energy and golden spiritual energy… These two completely different energies were now united, complementing each other, granting this summon a terrifying combat power.

"Hey! Nu Ge." Feng Bujue turned his head and shouted at Vishnu on the distant battlefield.

"Huh? Are you calling me?" Vishnu responded, turning his head. By now, the pressure on his side had lessened considerably. With the help of Twenty-Three, Leng Feng, and Matcha Su, the Four Heavenly Kings of the Gods had escaped danger, and the derivatives of Origin were basically just taking a beating.

"Excuse me, lend me a guandao to play with," Feng Bujue continued.

"Ah? Oh…" Vishnu hesitated slightly before responding, then transformed a piece of bronze material into the shape of a guandao and manipulated it to fly towards Feng Bujue.

It was a minute later that Vishnu belatedly realized… Feng Bujue must have watched a lot of competition recordings, so he knew that his ability could freely create cold weapons of any shape.

"Thanks." Feng Bujue caught the flying guandao with one hand, his eyes gleaming, and he lightly shouted, "Ma Sun!"

"Oh!" Ma Sun responded in a deep voice, already understanding Feng Bujue's intentions. Immediately, he raised his arms, and a guandao also appeared in his hands.

Behold, the man and the spirit, one in front and one behind, stood holding their blades, their presence majestic.

Judging from their aura alone, they were indeed no less imposing than Root.

"Is your cosplay finished?" Root looked at Jue Ge and asked with a mocking tone.

"Hmph… I'm just holding a blade to make a show of it, to match Ma Sun's moves." Feng Bujue replied, straightening his messy hair, leaving only a small tuft of hair sticking up on the back of his head. "I don't look like I'm cosplaying anyone, do I? My guandao doesn't have a Taiji symbol engraved on it, does it?"

"You call this not cosplaying… um… never mind." Root stopped herself, quickly calming down and replying with a composed expression, "I won't be provoked by your inconsistent words and actions, your feigned arrogance…"

"Oh… so you refuse to make a retort…" Feng Bujue said, "Heh heh… suit yourself."

As the words fell, both the man and the spirit moved at once.

Feng Bujue dragged his blade and charged forward, leaping into the air for a slash.

Even if his blade came down straight on her head, Root wouldn't be afraid, but… there was Ma Sun behind Jue Ge.

From a direct perspective, Ma Sun's blade… the power of necromancy flowed forth abundantly, and the force of the blade was like a waterfall collapsing a mountain; and from a data perspective, the intensity of the data stream carried by this blade was no less than Root's own "Snap Light Burst."

Although she was unwilling to show weakness in front of a mere player, Root had no choice but to evade.

Suddenly, butterfly shadows flashed, transforming into fluttering illusions, and quickly darting to the side and rear.

Feng Bujue's leaping slash landed, and the blade's energy shot out, cutting the street, buildings, and even the air in front of him… all in two.

This power to split mountains and seas was merely a simple and direct heavy blow, not a technique.

"Snap." A snap of the fingers.

Root dodged the blade and immediately launched a counterattack.

The white pillar of light rose again with a roar, but this kind of attack obviously couldn't hit Jue Ge. At least until his Survival Value dropped to 2%, he could repeatedly activate [Spirit Sense Gathering Technique - Modified] to evade.

"Hmm… I have a clear understanding of its approximate power." Feng Bujue calmly murmured as he dodged the opponent's attack, "Then… the warm-up ends here." His first slash was just to test how strong Ma Sun was under the blessing of the Mo Yao Ling Shu, to calibrate the "Zero Time Difference Calculation" and grasp the measure of control.

"Don't be too arrogant!" Root shouted angrily, her butterfly wings fluttering, stirring up gusts of wind.

Feng Bujue stepped forward fiercely, spinning and charging forward.

In the blink of an eye, the two were within a zhang of each other.

"Chinese Blade Dance!" Feng Bujue suddenly expanded his figure, standing in the air, sending his guandao forward in a continuous stream, dancing out layers of phantoms.

Ma Sun followed closely behind him, mimicking the same movements, his strength uprooting mountains and rivers.

Seeing that her butterfly wings couldn't stop her opponent, Root immediately changed her tactics. The metallic liquid around her body peeled off layer by layer like petals, and hundreds of metal filaments met the shadows of the blades one by one. Each collision between the metal and the blade tip created a small-scale light explosion.

Bang bang bang… Explosions bloomed densely.

Feng Bujue's position was almost unaffected, because his attack was only intended to shape the attack, Ma Sun was the real attacker. And Ma Sun and the weapon in his hand were originally spiritual bodies, the giant guandao would not be destroyed. Even if it was temporarily corroded by the explosion, it could be repaired and reshaped with death energy in an instant.

No matter how fast Root's self-healing speed was, it couldn't match the endless death energy. In this high-speed, intense confrontation, she was clearly at a disadvantage.

"I'll go… is that guy's summon S-Rank? This is even more powerful than Zhao Yingwang's Blood Stone Golem, right?" Vishnu exclaimed in surprise, watching the magnificent and loud battle in the distance.

"Speaking of which… that Root, is already in her second form, right…" Shiva continued, "At this rate… it's possible that Brother Feng will destroy her last two forms in one fell swoop…"

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On the other side, Xiao Tan had already carried Chi Tie and Gui Xiao far away.

Although Wang Tanzhi was also 1.8 meters tall, it was still quite difficult to carry two people at the same time. Gui Xiao was fine, a small and thin guy at 1.69 meters, at most the size of a high school student, but Chi Tie's strong and tall figure was really hard to carry.

Fortunately, Xiao Tan was now a level 35 player, and his basic strength and speed were much stronger than ordinary people, otherwise this would have been really difficult.

Before long, Xiao Tan arrived a few streets away. Away from Root's line of sight, they should be safe for now.

Xiao Tan found a broken wall and threw the two of them to the ground. Without saying a word, he took out the panacea that Feng Bujue had given him earlier from his bag, and reached out to send it into Chi Tie's mouth.

After Chi Tie swallowed the ***-500, the white light of the data stream in his eyes quickly brightened. After a few seconds, he sat up with a start, quickly scanned his surroundings, and then frantically peeled off some excrement-colored polluted material from the ground and broken walls next to him and smeared it on his body…

"Phew… you really helped me out." After Chi Tie's wound was covered by those substances, it began to wriggle strangely, but judging from his expression, this seemed to be a good thing, "By the way… wake this kid up quickly!" As he said this, he turned his head and looked at Gui Xiao on the ground.

"I only have one pill…" Xiao Tan replied.

"You don't need any props to wake him up." Chi Tie replied, walking quickly towards Gui Xiao.

"Uh… his condition doesn't seem like an ordinary coma." Xiao Tan reminded him. This wasn't professional advice from him as a doctor, but just a simple guess… if Gui Xiao was simply knocked unconscious, then he should have woken up long ago under the stimulation of sound, light, or the bumps of movement.

"Ah, I know." Chi Tie said, kneeling on one knee, reaching one hand behind Gui Xiao's neck, and lifting his head.

"Hey… what do you want to do…" Xiao Tan suddenly had some very bad guesses in his mind, "If you want to do CPR, I suggest you lay his body flat… if you want to use a method from some fairy tale, I have to advise you…"

Crack—

There was a strange sound, and Chi Tie used his hand to pull something out from behind Gui Xiao's neck.

The appearance of that thing looked like a spine with insect legs. Its material was a silver metal, similar to the body material of Root's previous forms. It could be seen that when Chi Tie pulled this strange vertebra from behind Gui Xiao's neck, it also brought out a few strands of blood.

"What did you want to say just now?" Chi Tie threw the strange vertebra in his hand to the ground, and the thing quickly turned into liquid.

"Uh… nothing." Xiao Tan replied awkwardly.

"Ho—" At this moment, Gui Xiao on the ground suddenly opened his eyes, and then he began to gasp rapidly like he was having an asthma attack, his expression extremely painful.

"Don't worry." Chi Tie waved his hand to signal Xiao Tan not to be nervous, "He's just adapting to his own organs."

Hearing this, Xiao Tan pondered for two seconds: "Are you saying… that thing you just pulled out was an extracorporeal circulation device?"

"Ah, something like that." Chi Tie said.

"Oueh—" Gui Xiao supported the wall and retched for a while, but he couldn't vomit anything except stomach acid, "Haah… haah…" He calmed his breath and cursed, "Bastard… haah… haah…" On his face, a surging fighting spirit quickly appeared, "I was too careless before, I should have directly used my strongest state to fight…"

"Hey, kid, to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, let me introduce myself first…" Chi Tie quickly spoke up. He wanted to explain the position of the three derivatives of the Z organization to Gui Xiao first, so as not to launch an attack without understanding the situation.

"K1-Chi Tie." Unexpectedly, Gui Xiao directly interrupted him, "You, R2-Leng Feng, and X-23 are all derivatives who are opposed to Root. And I know what happened before." He paused, spat, "My consciousness has always been clear, but I can't move."

"Since there's no problem here, then…" Xiao Tan said, with twin blades already out in his hands, turned around and strode away, "Excuse me…"

Before the words fell, his figure had swept to several zhang away.

"Heh… he's much more reliable than he looks." Chi Tie smiled, "Let's go too."

Crack crack crack—

"Ah…" Gui Xiao twisted the joints of his hands, "I still have a debt to settle with Root…"

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Back to the battle… In these few minutes, Feng Bujue took advantage of the victory to pursue, becoming more and more courageous as he fought.

Relying on Ma Sun's shocking power, Jue Ge fought Root to retreat steadily, with only the power to parry.

"Golden Chinese Blade Dance!"

The ultimate technique was unleashed, dancing out golden blade shadows all over the sky.

Under the gorgeous light of the blade, Root had already shown a desperate posture.

"To actually be this strong…" On Root's tactical analysis interface, her own survival probability was constantly decreasing. Obviously, the effect brought by the legendary item 【Mo Yao Ling Shu】 had exceeded her calculations.

"Good… let's use another move, 'Blade Illusion', to force out her first form…" Feng Bujue also realized the other party's defeat, and suddenly his killing intent increased and he went up again with momentum.

Feng Bujue knew that no matter how great an advantage he built, it would disappear in five minutes. And Root was also very clear about this "time limit", so she would definitely try her best to survive this period of time.

This fierce battle between the two was not only at the battle level, but also at the psychological level. Facing an opponent who was far superior to him in terms of intelligence gathering, Feng Bujue had to consider more and further.

"Blade Illusion!" Feng Bujue seized an opening and thrust out his blade.

Ma Sun's giant blade followed, and at the same time, dozens of golden phantoms of weapons towered in the air, like a forest of blades, shrouding Root.

"You want to see my first form so much… then I'll fulfill you!" Root finally reached a point where she couldn't avoid it, and had to move the idea of dying together… Ignoring her own damage, she faced the shadow of the blade and summoned a supreme white pillar of light under her.

Boom—

White light flashed, and rumbled into the clouds.

Energy raged, sweeping across the eight wastelands.

The violent energy spread in response, and the ring-shaped shock wave rushed around. The impact of this blow was not inferior to the momentum when the explosion tunnel appeared.

But this time… the players were all prepared. After all, they saw the pillar of light first, and then were affected by the shock wave, and there was a second or two of reaction time in between. Therefore, the four players of the Gods, Devouring Heaven Gui Xiao, Xiao Tan, Matcha Su, and the three members of the Z organization, all used some defensive methods, and in the end no one was blown away or injured by this energy.

As for Feng Bujue, who was closest to the light explosion…

"Lost 21%…" He looked at his Survival Value and said, "Hmm… it's still within the acceptable range."

Feng Bujue had already retreated into the air at this time, standing in the air with the effect of Stepping on the Void. Just in that flash of lightning, Ma Sun's heroic spirit actually blocked in front of Jue Ge himself, bravely facing the violent light explosion.

Of course, even without this scene, the duration of the summoning skill was about to end. So it was hard to say… whether this strengthened Ma Sun was defeated by the light explosion, or disappeared due to the time limit in the process of resisting the light explosion.

"This future…" Root's voice came from the gradually dissipating smoke, "It's just a mess…"

The moonlight shone down, slowly reflecting her incomparably beautiful face.

Her first form was a pure human form. No wings, no strange derivative limbs, and the body proportions were no different from normal humans. She had become a body of flesh and blood, wearing a set of gray clothes and pants. This appearance looked the same as the fifteenth form, except… Root in the first form had a face as beautiful as an angel.

Her face seemed to have a magical power that made people want to look at it involuntarily, but after looking at it for a few seconds, they would feel that it was difficult to look directly at it, and actively shift their gaze away. This kind of beauty transcended gender, race, and even the usual sense of aesthetics… Just like Pluto's "Fear Aura", Root's face seemed to be forcibly instilling the mental signal of "beauty" to other conscious individuals.

This was an unreal, indescribable beauty. No matter who you compared her to, you couldn't compare. Even Xu Huai Shang, an idol-level figure, was just a flawed three-dimensional woman in front of Root in the first form… not worth mentioning.

Perhaps it was due to the system's interference, the players in the broadcast area could not feel this abnormality. In the eyes of the audience outside the script, this was just a pretty face, similar to the cover girls commonly used in 3D games.

"But…" Root smiled, and this smile paled the bright moon. She continued her previous words, "It's really interesting."

At this time, all the Origin derivatives who came to this script with Root had been killed, without exception.

The first form of Root was the players' last opponent. As long as they defeated her, everything would return to normal. The dead could be transformed into white light and teleported away; the living could also leave here normally.

"Don't be fooled by her appearance…" Twenty-Three said to Feng Bujue with a solemn tone, "All the previous forms combined… are not as terrifying as this one."

"What's so terrifying?" Root asked with a smile.

In that instant, she had already appeared in front of Twenty-Three.

Twenty-Three's pupils dilated, her face turned pale, and an indescribable force made her lose the ability to move.

Before she finished speaking, Root's hand had touched Twenty-Three's chin. She gently raised her face, looking at her up close: "How could such a perfect face be associated with terror?"

"Lan…" Leng Feng was the closest and quickly made a move.

Root smiled and raised her other free hand, flicking her finger in Leng Feng's direction.

In the next second, the Lan Kick that had turned into a slash was torn apart by an invisible, silent force. After breaking the move, the remaining force of the giant force silently cut off Leng Feng's right leg and knocked down a building behind him…

"Are you blind? Twenty-Three." Root continued to say to Twenty-Three, "Since you're blind… then you don't need these eyes anymore, right…"