Volume Two: Naked Primitive Accumulation of Capital - You Can't Dodge the Fifteenth (Part Two)

"Talk. What are you really doing here?" Lu Zhen demanded furiously. Luo Qian chuckled and deliberately baited him. "I came to give your sister something. Guess what?" Lu Zhen took it exactly the wrong way. "You scoundrel! How dare you!" Luo Qian laughed. "I've already done it. What can you do to me?"

Lu Zhen's teeth ground together with a crackle. He let out a shriek like a vengeful ghost, and Black Flame surged from his body. His eighteen-foot Tasseled Spear turned pitch-black from end to end. As it spun, it formed an enormous vortex of dark clouds, like a monster's gaping maw seeking someone to devour.

Luo Qian was startled. Wisps of black energy writhed around Lu Zhen, the unmistakable sign that his Demonic Art had reached its height. So this was Lu Zhen's true strength. Luo Qian had no idea whether his Golden-Armored Automaton could withstand it, and unease gripped him.

A cluster of purple lightning orbs burst from the dark vortex. They crackled and exploded as they shot toward Luo Qian from every direction. The clouds shook, tugged by the orbs' power, and even showed signs of coming apart.

With a metallic clang, the Golden-Armored Automaton before Luo Qian drew its sword and drove it into the earth. Eight streaks of dark-gold lightning darted away in eight directions like spirit snakes, sweeping a circle across the ground. Gripping its spear in both hands, the automaton struck through the air. Within the black shadow of its spear, a dense storm of tiny characters meaning "seize" swept toward the lightning orbs like a sandstorm.

Pop, pop, pop... The impacts pattered like hail against a tent. Some orbs exploded; others vanished. The Seize Formula was tyrannically powerful: it forcibly stripped away thirty percent of the orbs' strength and used it