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Evil Explosion Technique.

The lethality of the Evil Explosion Technique far surpassed the corpse-bursting tricks Si Ming had been tinkering with himself.

Twenty Death Qi Blasts detonated simultaneously, instantly turning the area where the three were fighting into a raging, boiling ocean of shockwaves. Complex shockwaves mixed with corrosive, piercing fragments of necrotic energy collided everywhere. With this chain explosion as the signal, the battle between the three officially broke out.

First came a sharp blade aura, then a burst of holy light. These two simultaneously erupted forces dispersed the brief air blast Si Ming had created. Yet, however brief, it was still a precious window of time gained. For Si Ming, currently in Summoner Mode, it was enough to have everything else perfectly prepared.

The air began to squirm silently.

A Sub-Giant Skeleton nearly ten meters tall and a Rock Giant over ten meters tall joined the battlefield simultaneously. There were three Sub-Giants and three Rock Giants. They swung their massive fists, aiming at Song Tian and Jacob respectively, and brought them crashing down in unison!

The speed was swift, the power immense.

Yu Zhiwei, watching from afar, had eyes filled with brilliant light, while Valentina subconsciously placed her hand on the exquisite hilt of her Willow Leaf White Garden.

And the next moment—

A flash of a blade!

One of the Sub-Giants was sliced open from the middle, its torso splitting in two. As for the three Rock Giants, which were not suppressed by positive energy, they merely slammed their fists against a tough protective wall of light.

"In the name of Tyr, banish the created!"

Jacob's voice was high and resonant, and cracks immediately appeared on the Rock Giants. Meanwhile, Song Tian, wielding the Snow Drink, had already closed to within three meters of Si Ming during his high-speed charge!

The blade was sharp, the light of the strike swift.

At this very instant, Yu Zhiwei, sitting in the viewing area, suddenly stepped forward. She raised her hand and her scepter at the same time.

"Expand!"

Her voice accompanied the protective shield that suddenly unfolded before her. The shield, which also encompassed Valentina, was immediately submerged under an even larger wave of shock. Both the Rock Giants and the Sub-Giant Skeletons were massive weapons created by relying on Necrotic Aura. Naturally, they could also be used as high-yield bombs and detonated directly using the 'Evil Explosion' technique.

Five in total, converged into one. A massive mushroom cloud was generated, with firelight shimmering beneath it. Without a doubt, this was a force capable of destroying a cluster of high-rise buildings in an instant. The two who bore the brunt of it would naturally sustain the maximum amount of damage from this strike.

The shockwave turned into a gray-white tide rushing into the distance.

The next moment, a disheveled figure was thrown out of the shockwave like a cannonball; while still in mid-air, large particles of light continued to burst from around his body.

It was Jacob.

He appeared to have no broken limbs, but he was in a wretched state overall.

Yet, within his eyes, a fierce, holy radiance still shone.

"In the name of Tyr, the practice of necromancy is forbidden here!"

It was a method similar to a verbal command, or perhaps simply an anti-evil formation. The radiance in his eyes dimmed suddenly along with his words. A massive, invisible pressure generated from the top of the chain-explosion zone and pressed straight down to the bottom!

The spell effect of the Evil Explosion was completely suppressed at this moment. Song Tian, located at the center of the explosion, revealed his true position—he was uninjured, his five-colored True Qi shield having resisted most of the force of the Evil Explosion. However, four figures draped in black robes stood guard directly in front of his intended target, pinning him to the battlefield with invisible force.

It was telekinesis.

A powerful telekinesis that lacked the precision and lethality of Yu Zhiwei's, but surpassed her in sheer magnitude. They resisted and neutralized the desperate strike Song Tian had unleashed. And in at most two more seconds, they would be able to suppress him to the ground.

"Necromancy can actually reach this level... is he even human?"

In the viewing area, Valentina murmured. She had teammates in Sen Continent who practiced necromancy, so she naturally knew that awakened corpses could not use the special powers they possessed in life. Unless one spent vast resources to upgrade low-level undead into high-level ones, even then, these upgraded high-level undead were never as strong as living beings of the same rank!

Where did he get so many resources to cultivate so many high-level undead... No! Where did he get the mental power and necrotic energy to control such a large number of high-level undead? Under normal circumstances, a summoner of the same rank facing a powerful melee fighter and a counter-class professional at such close range would be lucky to survive for two seconds!

Two seconds.

Jacob had paid the price of temporarily losing his combat ability to buy those two seconds for Song Tian.

The next moment, the four black-robed figures suddenly became weak. No longer suppressed by telekinesis, Song Tian lunged forward with a low growl!

There was only one chance. The blade could only be swung once.

In Song Tian's eyes, there was nothing left but Si Ming. His essence, energy, and spirit surged and fused with the Snow Drink in his hand at this moment. A majestic and violent five-colored blade light manifested instantly.

Great Five Elements Divine Blade, tenth level of power.

The moment he swung the blade, Song Tian almost forgot that this was just a team-building sparring match, treating it instead as a life-or-death battlefield.

And then—

'Clang—!'

Metal collided with metal.

It was not the Profaned Greatsword, but a massive, thick, silver-gray wall—it was a Steel Giant, nearly ten meters tall, resembling a small mountain. Song Tian's full-power strike had only managed to carve a one-meter-deep wound into the giant's lowered fist. Even though the exploding blade aura instantly cut seventeen or eighteen terrifying, lethal-looking gashes across the entire Steel Giant, it was still only lethal, not a true success in eliminating the target.

"To think... I couldn't even suppress him for a second." Jacob frowned, then relaxed. He did have more strength left, but in the end, he only gave a self-deprecating smile.

As another pre-prepared Steel Giant was summoned by Si Ming from his summoning space, Song Tian, who still had a hint of fighting spirit, lowered his blade.

"Not continuing?" Si Ming asked him through the severed steel hand. "You haven't unlocked the second stage of the Gene Lock; you clearly still have strength left."

"Neither have you." But Song Tian had already sheathed his blade.

"I failed to force out your melee capabilities, so I have already lost. And this Steel Giant you summoned—I originally thought I could cut through it."

He could have indeed cut through it.

But at the same time he swung his blade, what resisted the giant's palm was not just its reinforced metal material. It was also the extra reinforcement provided by the Night Battle Qi that Si Ming had infused into it.

The effect was excellent.

Si Ming shrugged; this truly could not be counted as using melee strength.

He had not moved a single step from his spot, nor had he swung the Profaned Greatsword in his hand. He hadn't even summoned a Byakhee, nor had he opened his Gene Lock to drown the targets before him in a sea of monsters.

Yu Zhiwei's intuition was indeed correct—he truly possessed the ability to take on four at once, and as long as these four strangers did not coordinate closely from the very beginning, the odds of winning were overwhelmingly high. This was undoubtedly the result of a prophet acting with foresight and taking precautions while possessing the first-mover advantage. After all, before he had even set out, he had assumed there would be more than two individuals at the Third Stage within the Celestial Team.

A bit too cautious, it seems.

As the thought turned, the summoned creatures guarding his perimeter all returned to their exclusive space. He then nodded toward the few people who were currently healing and recovering; the previous topic regarding the Celestial Team leader was naturally treated as if it had never been brought up at all.

Regardless, just being able to fight wasn't enough to earn a Coconut Heart Pastry right now.

"A decent start." Si Ming still managed to earn the prestige required to deliver a speech at this moment. "It seems we have reached a certain level of understanding of one another. Thus, some basic issues can be considered fully resolved. And now, there are at least six days remaining before we learn the content of the next horror world. Although I have no intention of interfering with your actions during your private time, I still feel that we should meet up every so often."

He raised his hand, and the beam of light from the Main God descended. Directly beneath the sphere of light, a circular conference table materialized. In the center of the ring stood a large wall clock displaying the time.

"Every day at noon, I will stay here for a while. If you have the inclination, you can come over to gather at that time. We can have some tea, chat, and perhaps when the time is ripe, we can even return to the worlds we have experienced in the past to go on adventures."

No one objected.

Only Valentina frowned slightly.

"...We can actually return to previous worlds? Is that really how it is... No wonder Rost and the others' combat power improved so quickly..."

She looked up, only to find that everyone else was looking at her with a gaze of concern, or even pity. Especially Yu Zhiwei, whose overly gentle line of sight made her angrier than she had ever been before.

"Hmph!" She turned her head sharply and walked away.

"What a lovely lady." Jacob spread his hands, smiled, bowed slightly to the others, and returned to his own personal space.

"Let's spar again in a while." Song Tian also nodded at Si Ming. "I will come to the noon gathering."

He left as well.

Thus, the only ones remaining on the plaza were Si Ming and Yu Zhiwei, who had somehow repaired her eyes at some point.

Si Ming walked to her side.

"You really caused me quite a bit of trouble, compatriot. I almost fell for your trick."

Yu Zhiwei raised both hands in a gesture of surrender.

"Could you call me Zhiwei? Or at least Miss Yu?"

She did not deny the other matters, which was at least worthy of praise.

"It must have hurt a lot; you could have died." Si Ming checked the time; if he went back now, he could still spend some time frolicking with Eve. Or, going a step further, he could study and master the enhanced powers in his hands.

"I actually have some experience in enduring pain, you know." Yu Zhiwei tilted her head slightly and winked playfully.

And so, Si Ming punched her right in the stomach.

Battle aura erupted, even incorporating the technique of Evil Explosion. Yu Zhiwei's body was directly blown into three pieces, her two severed legs remaining where they were. Her upper body flew over a hundred meters away in a suddenly exploding mist of blood, only coming to a stop after a series of tumbles, lying motionless and looking as if she were dead.

But the Main God issued no announcement.

So, Si Ming glanced at her a few hundred meters away.

"If you play such petty tricks again, I will aim for your head."

"Miss Yu."