"Now you have no help."
"It's just you and me left."
Qin Ze's entire body was engulfed in blue flames.
Two giant dragons of thunder and fire on its shoulders roared and pounced on Leo.
After taking that sword strike head-on from Brother Yuanzi, Leo was practically dead, with only a few drops of oil left.
Now, he can only mobilize his physical strength.
Leo's fist slammed into the dragon's head, causing the dragon to explode violently, engulfed in a burst of raging electricity and blue flames.
The physical body is at Level Nine, but the hair is not.
After being electrocuted and burned, Leo became a strong person.
Qin Ze suppressed a laugh, "I gave you a trendy hairstyle, no need to thank me."
The Leo was cursing under his breath.
"You little brat, dare you tell me your name?"
Qin Ze said in a deep voice, "You don't need to know, today is your last day breathing the air of freedom."
Having said that, Qin Ze raised the white greatsword high with both hands.
Golden Divine Markings were released from his wrist, instantly spreading and covering the entire sword.
Buzz--
The Divine Markings greatsword tore through the mist and slashed down with tremendous force.
Leo scoffed. "A toy trying to hurt someone?"
He took a breath and slapped it.
However, this time, the bone sword did not shatter as he had expected.
The blade instead embedded itself in his Flesh and Blood, and crimson blood dripped continuously from his palm.
A look of horror flashed in Leo's eyes.
This seemingly frail bone sword actually pierced through his body, which belonged to Level Nine Martial Artist!
Soon, the golden Divine Markings caught his attention.
"This is..."
Leo finally realized where that unknown aura emanating from the other person came from.
Before he could think any further, Qin Ze drew his greatsword and unleashed a flurry of "Chaotic Cloak" sword techniques.
Leo are stubborn enough to just take it all in.
Qin Ze brought his sword down with a series of "bangs," as if he were hitting a whack-a-mole.
The aftershocks of the battle shattered many of the surrounding beasts.
Leo also knew that Qin Ze was stalling for time.
He gritted his teeth and withstood the opponent's attacks, inching his way towards the spatial vortex.
He remembered this humiliation.
The Leo vowed in his heart that once he returned to the Abyss, he would repay the debt tenfold.
The number of strange beasts is increasing, and some have even broken out of the " Cage " formation, wreaking havoc on the buildings outside the factory.
The Inspection Team on the perimeter frantically tried to plug the holes, but they were too few in number, and many escaped.
Fortunately, the Fog of War covered a large area.
The strange beasts were trapped inside, rushing around like headless flies, with only a lucky few managing to touch the Sidelines the " Cage ".
The Dew Duo and the Scholar began clearing out the strange beasts.
In order to cover up Qin Ze's "transformation", the Mist Lord did not mark them as friendly forces.
Therefore, their field of vision was not much different from that of the strange beasts.
"I can see over a hundred meters away."
The Scholar activated his ability, and his vision immediately became much clearer.
In his hands, the calligraphy brush became a melee weapon.
With a swift sweep, all the low-level beasts were crushed.
As the Void Beast released more and more alien beasts, mid-level alien beasts gradually began to appear.
Qin Ze and Leo were closest to the spatial vortex, and the released beasts attacked them almost indiscriminately.
When gods fight, mortals suffer.
Low-level alien beasts were shattered by the aftershocks as soon as they got close. Only some mid-level alien beasts were able to get close, but they were also easily killed by Qin Ze and Leo.
With three minutes left on the countdown, Qin Ze looked at the mangled corpse of the alien beast not far away and immediately activated his newly acquired Ghost Type ability.
Qin Ze divided his spiritual power into dozens of streams, which were then applied to the corpses of the strange beasts.
The strange beasts staggered to their feet and split into two groups.
One group blocked the released beasts, while the other group pounced on Leo to buy Qin Ze time.
Leo get goosebumps.
Just how many abilities does this guy have?
The beast's corpse was already mangled and broken; for Leo, it would be a matter of one punch.
However, once the beast is blasted apart, it immediately generates a mental shock.
Although it couldn't shake the Spiritual Sea of Consciousness of Level Nine Martial Artist, the quantitative change led to a qualitative change. The continuous mental impact made his vision blur and his steps slowed down.
As the leader of the Twelve Zodiac Signs and Level Nine Martial Artist with the world's highest combat power, Leo has never felt so frustrated.
He gritted his teeth and squeezed out the last of his vital energy, Nine-Headed Lion Battle Soul slowly condensed behind him once again.
It was much dimmer than before, and appeared intermittently.
"Roar--"
With a roar, the battle spirit propelled Leo forward at full speed.
With only one minute left on the countdown, Qin Ze activated the Source of God within his body, and golden Divine Markings spread from his chest throughout his entire body.
As a continuous stream of vital energy and divine power flowed into the greatsword, the blade emitted a dazzling golden light.
Qin Ze spread his feet apart, held his sword in both hands, and crouched down slightly, his eyes fixed on the Leo rushing towards him at high speed.
"Ha--"
Qin Ze exhaled a breath of white air, which parted along the sides of his mouth, and the Divine Markings greatsword aimed at Leo's head and slashed down fiercely.
Leo frantically squeezes out what little energy they have left, without slowing down at all.
He raised his right hand, gathering his strength to slam it towards the sword's edge. "You mere ant, yet you dare to dream of defeating me?"
When they meet on a narrow path, neither has a way out; the outcome will depend on this final round.
boom--
The fist's energy clashed with the sword's edge, and the violent shockwave instantly dispersed the Fog of War within a hundred-meter radius, crushing nearly a hundred strange beasts into minced meat.
"Roar--"
The battle spirit behind Leo flickered, unleashing nine different elemental powers, but its strength was less than half of what it had been when it fought Yao Yuan.
Qin Ze gripped the Divine Markings greatsword tightly with both hands and pressed it down repeatedly. Golden lightning and blue flames were released from his sides, colliding with the energy bursting forth from the battle spirit.
The two were deadlocked.
A bead of sweat trickled down Leo's forehead.
Where did this monster come from?
Leo could sense that the other person's cultivation level was around level six.
But the power he unleashed at this moment was enough to overwhelm most Level Eight Martial Artist.
"Kid, do you think that's all the strength Level Nine Martial Artist has?"
Leo roars.
His eyes turned bloodshot as he began to burn with the Source of Life, and the battle spirit behind him, which flickered between light and shadow, gradually stabilized.
"Die!"
boom--
The battle spirit shattered Qin Ze's lightning and fire power. As the violent power devoured Qin Ze's massive body, Leo's right fist thrust upwards with force.
The Divine Markings greatsword in Qin Ze's hand was swung upwards.
The battle spirit made a final desperate attempt, charging towards Qin Ze and self-destructing.
The shockwaves, one after another, propelled Qin Ze dozens of meters away from the spatial vortex.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
I won in the end!
Leo laughed wildly and charged toward the spatial vortex that was only a few steps away.
[Countdown complete, recovery finished]
As the key provided the clue, the spatial vortex suddenly began to reverse, and all the previously released alien beasts were retrieved.
Immediately afterwards, the spatial vortex shrank rapidly, disappearing in the blink of an eye into a point of light, leaving Leo standing there dumbfounded.
What about such a large spatial vortex?
Qin Ze knelt on one knee, his body covered in blood.
He leaned on his Divine Markings greatsword with his right hand and said calmly, "I am not very talented, but I am only half a move ahead of you."