Fifty times.
For two men who could move at Mach speed,
the world in their eyes, the speed at which all things moved, was fifty times slower than it was for ordinary people.
The third Wyvern Blood Essence.
Unlike the first two, which Lude had used to alter his physique and strengthen his Secret Art,
the power of this Wyvern Blood Essence had entirely become Lude's power.
Temporary power.
Explosive power.
Dark crimson scales pushed out from beneath Lude's skin.
His pupils became golden-red slits.
Two unusual horns slowly extended from his forehead.
The Red Dragon spine within his body crackled.
A fiery red bony tail with a metallic sheen forced its way out from his tailbone.
The bone at its tip gleamed like red jade, sharp as a Holy Spear.
"This state can only last three minutes."
Feeling the power within him compressing like an internal combustion engine, Lude thought to himself.
It might not even last three minutes.
If he fought at full force, it might only hold for seventy or eighty seconds.
For the two of them moving at fifty times the normal speed, that was roughly an hour.
Can I hold out?
Lude looked at Thunder Emperor, who stood opposite him with his hands behind his back.
Let's find out.
The very next instant, Thunder Emperor's figure suddenly turned into a bolt of lightning.
Within milliseconds, he had reached Lude.
He threw a simple, unadorned punch.
Yet the power coiled around it was enough to split mountains and shatter steles.
Facing that punch,
Lude merely tapped the ground with his toes and slid backward through the air by one meter.
And that single meter was enough to evade Thunder Emperor's edge.
The next instant, Lude stomped down hard and drove a swift, precise, ruthless jab into