Chapter 471
It's very tough, like an Epic Metamorphosis where defense is maxed out, but it lacks offensive capabilities.
Several streaks of light swept in, Dimitri, like a peacock spreading its tail, was surrounded by a large number of crystals that flew nimbly and shot out beams of laser light, but the enemy in his eyes was too fast.
Moonlit Ghost Step, the Eternal Night Domain, or simply using his superior physique to walk on air, Yuki flashed through the barrage of bullets, throwing out the Storm Dragon Spear again, forcing the latter to cross his hands, flick his wrists, and grasp the Hunter's Blunderbuss in his palm.
Bang! Bang!
He raised his hand and fired two armor-piercing bullets, creating two deep craters in the crystal. He remained completely calm in the face of the crystal surrounding him.
Stand User.
As the substitute appeared, a chain reaction emerged in the void. Void Alchemy and Concept Enhancement were activated together, forming steel shields around the Yuki. These shields were pierced by the beams of light, but the remaining ones could not penetrate the black armor at all.
Epic Metamorphosis. The Void Conversion.
Taking advantage of this moment, like a whale swallowing its prey, the dense energy particles were completely absorbed, and Yuki, who had just been slightly weak, immediately returned to his peak condition.
"Why do you think I'd fight you outside the Furnace?"
Yuki, whose blue bar was overflowing, sneered. The two of them had already returned to the ground from tens of thousands of meters in the air, and there was nothing fancy to do at this point.
Chop down!
The raised right leg slammed into the enemy's shoulder, a series of white rings exploding in the air, ending in a mushroom cloud on the ground.
More cracks appeared in the crystal armor, Dimitri had already made his judgment.
I am no match for him.
The Immortal Lineage is known for its defense, and it simply couldn't keep up with this person's reaction speed. Just as it pulled its legs out of the pit, it was enveloped by a shadow. Looking up, it saw a metal sphere with a diameter of tens of meters that had appeared in the sky. Yuki his fist into a hammer and slammed it down on it.
"Takizawa Laura!"
Woo--thump--
A dull thud and the sound of steel twisting rang out simultaneously. The sphere was being crushed into a disc, causing spiderweb-like cracks to appear on the earth. The Blood-Burning Heart and the Orc King overlapped, and Yuki frantically unleashed his power, only to suddenly disappear a moment later.
The Sword of Immortality.
A dazzling white light pierced through the distorted sphere, splitting the steel sphere into more than a dozen segments. The sky finally appeared in Dimitri's eyes, but there was no joy in his gaze.
Apart from some burn marks on the black armor, the nearly undamaged Yuki slowly opened its Heaven's Door, and a group of beautiful angels poured out. In the distance, hundreds of warships were approaching.
"You are very valuable material, how can I keep it all to myself?" Yuki looked at Him with a gentle gaze, flexing each of his fingers.
"Gentlemen, let us give this Divine Race being a proper welcome."
Chapter Twenty-Three: This is the real demon!
In an instant, the situation changed drastically.
What was originally an intense fight scene that no one could fault was suddenly interrupted by a third party appearing on the edge of the battlefield.
The moment Dimitri and Yuki clashed was captured by the two races engaged in fierce combat, even pausing their grand 'accompaniment' to focus on observing this sudden outbreak of battle.
Having already made contact, the two races were not bewildered; in fact, they were initially full of anticipation. If the Divine Race were strong enough to kill the Yuki, they might be able to force the allied forces to retreat, giving them ample time to plan.
But things didn't go as planned. The reason Yuki didn't start the battle inside the Furnace was not only to break through space and absorb the dense energy particles, but also to put on a show for the audience.
Dimitri was strong, but the human helpers were even stronger, unleashing their full power and completely overwhelming him.
That was bad enough, but then the Celestial Wings and the Netway Will made their move. It was as if they were conducting an experiment, slowly torturing the Divine Race. Then, the Angels and Machine Race fleets, which were originally on the periphery, also began to approach.
"If we could take this opportunity to eliminate these two representatives," was the Elven Queen's first thought, but she calmed down as the approaching fleet drew near.
A fleet stronger than the Alliance of the two races could not be resisted. If they were to approach unexpectedly, it might be possible to persuade the Dwarves to set aside their prejudices and join forces with them. However, the reason given was that they were there to besiege the Divine Race. This reason was extremely clever.
Who knows who their real target is? Now that all four races are within range, no one dares to make a move.
The queen looked anxiously at each screen, where more and more races were converging on the battlefield, and all of them were facing the enemy's forces.
The Sirens has been wiped out, and 'Annihilation Seeker' Abdulas and 'Storm Giant Whale' Mesodals are returning laden with spoils.
The Undead have been eliminated, and the shabby fleet cobbled together by humans is converging from the west.
The Insect Race, which had come to seek refuge, had already densely covered the earth.
The fact that all the remaining races from the Great Game have gathered here creates an overwhelming sense of oppression.
With nowhere to retreat, angels, Magical Beasts, machines, and humans surrounded her from all directions, while the Divine Race she had been clinging to were shattered into pieces. Even though they weren't dead, they didn't seem to have any chance of a comeback.
"What did those fools say?" The Queen looked at her attendant; she had already sent a player to make contact with the Angels.
"The birdman said..."
"She is a beautiful and holy angel," the Queen corrected, her eyes wide.
"Yes, Your Majesty. The beautiful and holy angel has given the order: three races have gathered here, but the Stairway to Heaven can only accommodate one more race. Whoever it is, the other two will be ruthlessly eliminated. And whoever gets the last ticket will be determined by their worth."
It was as if she hadn't said anything at all, and everything went back to square one, which made the Elven Queen, who already had a guilty conscience, grip the armrest tightly.
The elves have a history of being opportunistic; if that fool were captured alive, he'd be the first to be eliminated.
But there are no guarantees, how can I risk my life? But what can I do if I don't fight? Two of the three races must be eliminated for the Divine Torch to appear, and I don't even know what tricks those insects have up their sleeves.
"Your Majesty, a high-energy reaction has been detected; it's the Apocalypse Calamity Mecha."
Just as they were hesitating, a silver-white steel mech, engulfed in flames, appeared as ripples flickered on the magic mirror.
The Elven Queen stood up abruptly, her beautiful and noble face contorted in a grimace.
"Those dwarfs, how dare they make the first move!!"
The Dwarves weren't as conflicted as she was; reality was right in front of them:
The Divine Race are unreliable; the remaining power of all the Great Game is converging, a power that even the two races cannot withstand. The Divine Race's conditions are all based on the 'future,' while they must first overcome the hurdle of the 'present.'
What's even more terrifying is Yuki's strength.
At first, the Dwarves were full of resentment, wondering why these rats of humans deserved a spot. But after experiencing it firsthand, their stubbornness vanished.
At least on Earth, no individual can defeat this helper. Even though it is no longer an era where individual strength reigns supreme, if he were to seize the opportunity, neither the Elven Queen nor the Dwarves would survive.
What else is there to say? Grab your weapons and grab your tickets! Are you really going to let those bugs have them?
"Look, they've started fighting."
After a brief silence, an even more terrifying aftershock of battle came from overhead; this time, the Elves and Dwarves were not putting on an act.
The Apocalypse Airship formed a cone-shaped formation and launched an attack, firing a dense barrage of Destruction Rift-Burst Bomb. The elves were not to be outdone, deploying in a crane-wing formation and unleashing the full firepower of their light spears.
They were all races that had survived countless battles, and the positions of every warship and every boarding squad were perfect.
Yuki doesn't understand warfare; he only knows how to lead the charge. However, he is very good at scheming, like a chess player, and can predict things long in the future.
Tianyi remained silent. He viewed the problem rationally, deliberately relinquishing command to test Yuki's abilities. He also had a comprehensive plan, but none of the plans the Angel Council had devised throughout the night could compare to this man's.
Everything is interconnected; every move has a purpose. Even the use of the Divine Race is part of the plan for the future. These two races had no choice from the very beginning.
How can you prove your worth without fighting tooth and nail? How can you entrust your future to someone without offering a pledge of loyalty?
"Dissent? Why don't they unite?" The Netway Will lay on a red mech, its flashing electronic eyes proving that the calculations had reached their Limit.
"Because of their survival instinct, races that have reached this stage all possess a strong survival instinct. Fighting is a dead end, while eliminating the enemy offers a glimmer of hope. After all, even if the losses are great, they are still more useful than the Insect Race. As a top-ranking race, they are naturally confident."
Yuki spoke eloquently, claiming that not only the Insect Race, but even humans, believed they were superior to humans. Since humans had a place in society, why couldn't they?
"Logical flaw: In order to fight against the Divine Race, we must cherish every bit of power, so why not preserve the power of one side?"
"Because of Him, of course. If you want to be a fence-sitter, you have to pay the price. We're not stupid, of course we have to wait for them to prove their loyalty." Yuki smiled and gestured with his lips. Inside a basin, several eighth-ringed angels were besieging the Divine Race.
Take your time, don't rush.
These were Yuki's orders. The first was to buy time until the elves and Dwarves had decided their fate, and the second was to gather more information and dissect the enemy like a guinea pig.
He stood in mid-air, looking quite content. This sight made Tianyi Chang and the Netway Will subconsciously move away, as if they had encountered a real demon.
Yuki didn't care about other people's opinions, whether they were wary or not, to avoid infighting before even obtaining the Divine Torch. He was simply gathering a wealth of information.
The senior student obtained the head of the Sirens's representative and indeed gained a special skill called 'Soul Control'. At the same time, the Angels also gained the talent of 'Spirit Form'.
Ikaros had already destroyed the phantoms, and as he expected, most of them were not capable of attacking. He then sent the recorded data to Kong, who had already compared the results.
"According to mythology, history, and literature, these dozens of Divine Race are divided into four lineages—you could think of it as a kind of DNA tracing."
A large amount of information came in, and the four lineages were identified as the 'God of Immortality', 'God of War', 'God of the Void', and 'God of Ice and Snow'.
It is known that the Divine Race are descendants of the gods, and their lineage can be viewed as families. The terrestrial races correspond to servants of each family. Among them, the Angels are servants of the God of War, while the other servants have long been extinct.
"It seems that a large number of Divine Race perished in the Second Cataclysm, and the victors lost their servants. No wonder the Agent War ended so abruptly." Yuki made a reasonable deduction based on the intelligence, tapping his fingers lightly.
"By the way, Ikaros intercepted a special communication frequency. Although he couldn't decipher it, he was certain that it all pointed to the same person."
"The victors of the Second Cataclysm, so the Divine Race War was to decide who would rule? That makes sense. According to the records, each lineage is equal, and it's impossible for one person to control the people of the four Divine Race lineages." The boy's voice was excited. He loved exploring the background stories of the dungeons, and for intelligent people like him, there was no need for anyone to tell them.
"More or less. Here's a task for you: analyze the abilities of each lineage and compile them into a book, especially the God of War..."
Boom!!!
Before Yuki speaking, a huge explosion made him turn around. He saw a hole blasted in the sky, and a blue spear of light, like a pillar supporting the heavens, connected the sky and the earth. It split into countless smaller spears, covering the center of the battlefield.
Dozens of Dwarves airships and the entangled elven tree ships exploded in mid-air, their wreckage falling to the ground like raindrops.
"Ouch, the full-power version of the Spear of Adun." Yuki licked his lips. This thing would have taken half his life if it hit him, but he was only affected by the aftershocks and watched with pleasure as another huge fireball exploded from the Ancient World Tree.
"Void Rift Autonomous Missile, Shattering Mode. It will track and predict thousands of targets; it is intended to break through the Ancient World Tree's formidable defenses."
The Netway Will, commentating from the side, felt a surge of 'pleasure'. This thing has no mobility; it must have been sent in by the Dwarves suicide squad. If it were on Machine Race, one shot would be enough to shatter the Soi Fon.
"Who knows how much intrigue is going on inside, but it's quite entertaining." Yuki nonchalantly. Seeing the massive ancient tree ship shatter into pieces, he took advantage of the moment and led a group of well-equipped Dwarves directly onto the ship in his silver mech.
They were pierced through by the light spears in mid-air, and their landing craft were shattered into pieces, but most of them still landed on the ship and fought a fierce battle with the defending elves.
"The Destruction Guards, cyborgs specially trained for boarding action, the battle between kings is about to begin." Skywing's voice at least had some variation; he knew that what followed would be a bloody battle, with both sides fighting each other in every cabin and every corridor.
It was truly brutal. Just as I expected, in order to preserve more strength, they immediately began decapitation and counter-decapitation.
Yuki withdrew his admiring gaze and looked at the crystals shattered on the ground. The Divine Race had been torn to pieces but were still alive. The 'God of Immortality' was indeed as indestructible as in mythology.
"Gather the Monster Race and humans, and reorganize the fleet."
Should we intervene?
"No need." Yuki glanced at the Netway Will and a pleased smile appeared on his face, "It's too late to realize something's wrong by now. Observe first, then annihilate. Remember, save the fatal blow for the accomplices."
Yuki raised his hand and grasped the Dragon Spear. The experiment was almost over, and it was time for the final harvest. He was very curious about what kind of bonus this leader of the Immortal Lineage would bring.
Against a backdrop of a turbulent sky, as if descending to the ground on invisible stairs, this powerful epic monster is divided into more than a dozen pieces, surrounded by several eighth-ring angels or mechanical soldiers.
There are no immortal monsters in the world; if there are, it's because you haven't killed enough.
"Your reassembly speed is slowing down, the number of splits is decreasing, and with each crystal that is broken, the overall strength decreases."
Yuki and Tenki Nagato destroyed their opponent and then stood by to observe; these traces could not be hidden from him at all.
There was no response. Hundreds of angels and mechanical soldiers attacked relentlessly like vultures, shattering every crystal that tried to escape the battlefield. As Yuki raised his hand, it truly resembled a vulture spreading its wings and soaring into the sky.
The Storm Dragon Spear, brimming with full soul energy, was hurled at the earth as if it were a giant golden thunderbolt.
"Before me, there is no immortality!"
Stormbound Sea.
The Void Conversion continuously activates, transforming dense energy particles into soul energy, then from soul energy into golden lightning, and finally amplified by the Dragon Spear, pouring it into the earth.
A magnificent golden sea unfolded, with countless arcs of lightning spreading out, filling the land and stretching towards the horizon like magma. Pieces of incredibly hard crystal shattered and evaporated in the lightning.
One yuan, ten yuan, one hundred yuan...
He heard Dimitri wailing, and heard a hollow yet majestic voice resonate in his ears.
"You dare..."
This was clearly the person behind it all, as Ikaros had discovered, but Yuki wasn't about to waste any words.
Let's talk in person.
With a twist of his wrist, even greater power was unleashed, and a series of cracking sounds filled the air as all the crystals vanished instantly, followed by a murmur.
[The Divine Race's Immortal Lineage representative has fallen, reducing the overall strength of the race. The Slayer, increasing its overall strength and granting it the 'Crystallized Form' trait.]
[Player Yuki, you have obtained the special skill 'Immortal Crystal', which possesses powerful energy and physical defense, and can self-repair and be freely reshaped.]
[Based on your participation, you will receive 4 Specialization Points and 4 Enhancement Points.]