Michael said no more. Holding the Sword of Flames, the dark aura around him grew ever denser, churning like billowing black smoke.
His eyes widened in fury as he lunged at Mu Fengyu. As his blade swept through the air, wild winds howled, as if intent on tearing everything apart.
Yet Mu Fengyu remained unhurried. His hands moved swiftly, magic flashing as he instantly laid down trap after trap before him.
Michael slipped up and stepped into a trap. In an instant, lightning crackled around him, and his movements stalled slightly.
But Michael quickly broke free of the lightning's restraints and launched another ferocious attack. Mu Fengyu moved nimbly like the wind while continuously unleashing all kinds of magic. Fireballs, ice spikes, and earthen spikes surged forth, shooting toward Michael like meteors.
With astonishing speed, Michael swung his longsword and deflected every attack. The two clashed fiercely, neither able to gain the upper hand.
After several exchanges, a faint smile curled across Michael's lips as he said to Mu Fengyu,
"Enough playing. It's time to end this."
The moment the words left his mouth, he reached toward the sky. Light suddenly blossomed across the dome, and a golden angelic staff streaked down like a meteor into Michael's hand.
Michael gripped the staff tightly and began chanting. Powerful magic surged from it, forming a massive vortex of energy.
Seeing this, Mu Fengyu's expression turned extremely grave. He pressed his palms together and drew upon all his magic, preparing to meet Michael's devastating blow.
The energy vortex swept toward Mu Fengyu with the momentum to destroy all things. Wherever it passed, it mercilessly ripped up the grass and sent dirt and stones flying through the air.
Mu Fengyu shouted and unleashed a powerful defensive spell, colliding head-on with the energy vortex.
For a moment, dazzling light blazed forth, and the tremendous impact made all of Thundercliff shake violently.
As the intense light gradually faded, Michael's body had become incomparably enormous. With only a slight straightening of his posture, he could touch the dome.
He looked down at Mu Fengyu below, his gaze filled with contempt and disdain.
Mu Fengyu gasped at Michael's sudden transformation, but quickly regained his composure. His eyes revealed unshakable resolve.
Michael swung his enormous palm down at Mu Fengyu with overwhelming force. Mu Fengyu flashed aside, narrowly evading the thunderous blow.
However, the wind pressure whipped up by that giant hand came down like Mount Tai crushing him, violently knocking him to the ground.
He quickly climbed back up and cast magic once more. Rays of light shot toward Michael like sharp arrows.
But to the giant Michael, these attacks were no more than harmless tickling. Michael let out a wild laugh.
"Mu Fengyu, your petty tricks are completely useless against me now. Just accept your death!"
Mu Fengyu gritted his teeth, his mind racing as he considered a way to deal with him.
Just then, he suddenly noticed a fatal weakness in Michael's enormous body. Gathering all his magic into his palm, he launched one final desperate attack at Michael's weak point.
A brilliant beam of light shot forward like lightning. Michael seemed to sense the danger and tried to dodge, but his massive body made him too slow.
The light struck Michael's weak point with perfect accuracy. He let out a pained roar, and his enormous body began trembling uncontrollably.
Enraged, Michael went berserk and unleashed indiscriminate skills all around him. Violent crimson energy ravaged the area like a surging tidal wave.
Mu Fengyu reacted swiftly, using [Cecilia's Flower] in time to hide within its domain. However, the wingless angels on the field and Siyou Qilong inside the barrier were not so fortunate.
They had no time to react before they were instantly torn apart by the powerful force, leaving behind not even the slightest trace.
After unleashing that round of mad attacks, Michael seemed somewhat exhausted as well. His enormous body swayed slightly, but the madness and hatred in his eyes did not lessen in the slightest. He continued staring fixedly at the domain where Mu Fengyu was.
Mu Fengyu took a deep breath and reappeared where he had been. He looked at Michael with a grin, no longer carrying the urgency from before.
"You're about done venting, right? Now it's my turn."
"What?"
Mu Fengyu took out a mysterious item and threw it at the unprepared Michael. When it shattered, a powerful repulsive force blasted him out of the hall and, without losing momentum, pushed him all the way toward the cliff.
Michael struggled desperately, trying to steady himself, but the repulsive force was simply too powerful, forcing his body backward step by step.
Just as he was about to fall off the cliff, Michael roared and drove the angelic staff in his hand fiercely into the ground, trying to use its power to stop his retreat.
However, the repulsive force seemed to possess endless momentum. The staff carved a deep trail into the ground, yet it still could not stop his fall.
"Mu Fengyu, don't get cocky!"
Michael's voice echoed along the cliffside. At the very moment he fell into the Abyss, he suddenly erupted with incomparably powerful dark energy, temporarily halting his descent.
With a flap of the wings on his back, he flew back beside the cliff. His eyes were bloodshot as he glared viciously at Mu Fengyu.
"Mu Fengyu, don't think you can take me down so easily."
Michael's voice was filled with venom. Mu Fengyu nodded to himself. This guy really is troublesome. Looks like I can use that.
At that moment, Michael used the recoil from the dark energy to fly back onto the cliff, confronting Mu Fengyu once again.
Mu Fengyu pulled a strange item from beneath his crotch, waved it at Michael, and said cheerfully,
"Now it's my turn. I will sortie in Zeus form."
With that, he raised the item high and pressed it lightly. A circular core appeared out of thin air within three meters around Mu Fengyu, enveloping him inside.
The core then slowly rose into the air. A massive phantom of a mecha appeared behind him, and when the core sank into its chest, the mecha's dim eyes instantly burst with bright light.
The turbine wings on its back rumbled, and then the entire mecha gradually began to move. It stared straight at Michael, clenched one hand into a fist, and raised a world-shaking middle finger in tribute.
As Michael watched Mu Fengyu's transformation, an intense surge of rage first rose in his heart, followed by a trace of unease. Still, he forced himself to remain calm and roared,
"No matter what you turn into, you will never defeat me today!"
The Zeus Mu Fengyu had transformed into radiated a terrifying pressure. Looking down at Michael, he spoke in a voice that boomed like a great bell.
"Michael, go eat shit."
As he spoke, Zeus raised his enormous palm. An incomparably dazzling ball of light condensed within it before he smashed it fiercely toward Michael.
Michael hurriedly raised the angelic staff to block it, but the tremendous force sent him staggering back again and again.
Zeus gave Michael no chance to catch his breath. With a flash, he instantly appeared behind him and kicked him. Michael was unable to dodge in time and was sent flying, crashing heavily into the cliff wall.
"Cough, cough..."
Fear finally appeared in Michael's eyes. Zeus approached step by step and said,
"Michael, you have committed countless evils and destroyed my base. Today, I, Mu Fengyu, will eliminate you in the name of justice."
Michael struggled to get back up, wanting to counterattack again, but his strength seemed so insignificant before Zeus.
Just as Zeus was about to deliver the final blow, Michael suddenly threw back his head and laughed.
"Even if I die, I won't let you off easy!"
As he spoke, an incomparably evil aura began radiating from his body, as though he were about to self-destruct.
Mu Fengyu frowned and swiftly pulled out a huge pile of sealing-type GM items, throwing them all at Michael and engulfing him within them.
With a flash of light, everything returned to calm. Michael was sealed within the light, unable to move.
Zeus raised a fist as large as a wok and pounded Michael again and again into a little pancake. Watching Michael turn into data and disappear, Mu Fengyu let out a long breath.
"The feeling of every punch landing is so damn sweet."
The next chapter will have to wait until tonight. I clicked the wrong thing when I posted it earlier and deleted it, and now my whole brain is fried. It sucks. I'll try to get it out tomorrow noon during my break.
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