The Lord of Order's Order Lock was actually extremely powerful. Whatever attack he suffered, he would return to the state he had been in when the lock was applied. But just like his previous order abilities, once an attack exceeded its limit, the order power would collapse.
Simply put, the ability was fine. The problem was this clone of the Lord of Order.
After opening the Eighth Gate, Van Helsing attacked like a madman, easily exceeding the limit of the order power. The Order Chains collapsed, and the Lord of Order's clone was blasted to death on the spot.
"That felt good!"
Van Helsing roared with laughter amid the blood mist. Sure enough, compared to magic, this kind of bone-crunching combat suited him far better. It was exhilarating. In a single second, he had killed the Lord of Order in the fastest, most brutal way possible.
The next second, Van Helsing fell from the sky, smashing a huge crater into the ground with a bang. He still wanted to laugh, but he couldn't. His body had broken down, and even his adamantium skeleton was riddled with cracks.
Adamantium was undeniably tough, but ordinary adamantium was not at the Skyfather level. Any Skyfather could cut through it.
The adamantium inside Van Helsing had been upgraded by the zombie virus, greatly increasing its defensive strength. Otherwise, it wouldn't merely have cracked—it would have broken down completely.
Even Van Helsing had to pay a price for opening the Eight Gates. However, he possessed the immortality rule, and his body was rapidly recovering. In less than an hour, he would be back on his feet, good as new.
"Lord of Order, that's what you get for underestimating me. Now you know what I can do, don't you?"
Van Helsing was very pleased with his