Laying the Groundwork
The Daichi groaned incessantly; what had just been a Daichi now bore a deep crater, like the gates of Hell. This permafrost, frozen for thousands of years, was now as brittle as thin ice under the combined power of the two.
The behemoth beneath the Terrible Emperor let out a mournful cry as two Blade of Hell cleaved it in two at the waist. Blood nearly formed a lake, while the Tsar above him suffered a severe head injury and his life force waned.
But he seemed unaffected. At this moment, the roots of the Fantasy Tree could be seen in the deep pit, and a faint power was constantly flowing towards him, reshaping his body.
This is his kingdom, and everything is working in his favor.
The scepter swung out, clashing with the Blade of Hell, the resulting lightning and power tearing the Daichi apart. Bai Mo was knocked aside, while at this moment, the Terrible Emperor's body had fully recovered.
"It's like a powerful being constantly Cellular Regeneration, allowing him to fight without holding back, even in battle."
Bai Mo made a judgment in his mind and probed the root system with his power and senses. As the power continued to penetrate deeper, his brows gradually furrowed.
"Did you sense it? Your companion is destined to fail. The power contained within is enough to instantly annihilate an ordinary Servant, even without attacking."
Your companions cannot shake this tree, just as wind and snow cannot break a pine tree.
The Terrible Emperor raised his scepter and slammed it down on the head of the mammoth, releasing a surge of power.
It activated almost all of the root system, and in an instant, the roots of the Fantasy Tree began to surge outward with power.
As if an earth dragon had turned over, the entire territory of Russia trembled under this force.
With a steady stream of support behind him, Ivan has an empire built over hundreds of years, a world he has meticulously cultivated.
Perhaps he couldn't find a way to destroy the enemy, but as long as he remained on his own land...
He will not lose!
"Completely invincible, how are we supposed to fight them?"
"Alas, the Tsar is still the Tsar. It's a good thing I didn't join the resistance, otherwise, I'd be doomed."
The Yaga were filled with fear and helplessness, even without the influence of their bloodline. Faced with such power, they no longer had the courage to even look up in awe.
Incredibly powerful. This guy, even if we fought for decades, there might not be a result. Since the Terrible Emperor before us has been able to guard the border for decades, his patience is definitely beyond imagination.
As for Bai Mo, he slowly extended the Blade of Hell from his arms and fought him without uttering a word.
The Complete Realm is enough to tear apart a body of 930,000 pieces, Blade of Hell can suppress Cellular Regeneration, but in the face of this absolute crushing power, in the face of this body that can be rebuilt even after being blasted into dust.
Bai Mo was like the Danaid Sisters, repeatedly drawing water with a bottomless bucket; his actions seemed meaningless. Lightning struck him, and although the power was sufficient, his defense remained at only 760,000 units.
However, thanks to the Asura Undying Body, these wounds quickly disappeared. The Ryougi Lataib was like a greedy vortex, constantly absorbing the surrounding scattered power, and the two seemed to never tire.
With a deafening roar, Bai Mo's abdomen was pierced by the scepter, while his Explosive Fist shattered Terrible Emperor's head.
"It's pointless. Give up your precious but meaningless struggle. While the person in front of you persists, leave this land."
Accept your shattered fate; this is not a place for you.
The Terrible Emperor spoke coldly, his icy voice not only directed at Bai Mo, but also reaching the ears of the Chaldea group.
They have now identified a main root system that can directly influence the Fantasy Tree.
But this power was enough to instantly dissolve the body of the Servant; the roots, surging with immense power, would annihilate anyone present with a mere touch.
This is true not only here, but for all root systems.
"There's absolutely no way. Can we find a smaller place?" Goredolf sighed in frustration, but Zhang Jue, who was with him, shook his head.
"No, right here, Mr. Sherlock Holmes. Please find some of these things for me."
He tied a yellow turban around his head, then took out a book. As he turned the pages, a faint light seemed to emanate from the surroundings.
"It seems you're ready. In that case, leave the task of uncovering the truth to me."
As Sherlock Holmes 'Noble Phantasm shone, runes appeared one after another. Goredolf was somewhat confused about the situation, to which Sherlock Holmes gave a peaceful smile.
"Why choose Zhang Jue as the Counter Force? There are clearly many more suitable people if we want to organize an army."
There is only one answer: this country was once invaded by the Qin, but it was forced to stop because of the Terrible Emperor.
However, they never stopped plotting to defeat this immortal Tsar. Therefore, the Counter Force needed a commander who could utilize the magic they had left behind.
Hearing the Terrible Emperor's majestic words, Zhang Jue let out a cold laugh and reached out his hand towards the root. The next moment, his body instantly turned to ashes, leaving only a book still floating in the air.
The Terrible Emperor's words echoed across the Russia sky, and the entire world seemed to hear only his voice. But in his ears, a buzzing sound rang out.
He naturally ignored the weak voice, because Bai Mo was unleashing all his power to attack him.
Terrible Emperor was prepared to exchange injuries as usual, but at this moment, a hollow feeling came from his body, and a strange symbol twisted out of his body.
Bai Wubian, standing to the side, was startled; this was clearly a symbol of the Asura Way.
"That's right. Since he's a genius of the Bai Family, how could he not know the Asura Way of my Bai Family? It seems that from the very beginning, this kid left a wound in his body with the power of the Asura Way."
But how come this injury wasn't healed by the Terrible Emperor's power?
Bai Wubian stopped thinking and channeled his power. He understood that the two sides were about to engage in a final battle. When the attacks were completely ineffective, the appearance of this hidden power meant that Bai Mo's next strike would decide the outcome!
"The accompanying beast!"
The colossal beast beneath his feet unleashed its full power, even spitting blood from its mouth and nose, sparing no effort to expend its life force, as Ivan the Terrible was determined to deliver the most devastating blow to his opponent.
The lightning, like a giant spider web, flew towards Bai Mo, intending to capture and strangle him. But Bai Mo was like a swordfish in the deep sea, unstoppable!
The fist was thrown! With the full force of 760,000 horsepower, the explosive power of the Sea Tiger Exploding Fist slammed into the Terrible Emperor's head with perfect precision!