In a battle space within the Fate Arena, on a vast continent, two figures confront each other, both shrouded in protective halos.
In three years, Lancelot has broken into the top ten of the arena rankings. At this level, the difference in strength between opponents is almost negligible. In battle, the key to victory or defeat begins to shift towards unknown variables, which simply means that luck plays a greater role.
When the relative strength of two opponents cannot be determined, the exclusive battle scene exits this level of confrontation.
Instead, the arena randomly selects battle scenarios, also known as public battle scenarios.
Generally speaking, public battle scenes are either Starry Sky or ecologically complete land areas with a variety of elements, so they don't favor any particular type of Transcendent. This greatly reduces the impact on the battle and makes the battle process fairer and more exciting.
Lancelot hovered in mid-air, and through the protective aura surrounding his opponent, he clearly saw his opponent's appearance.
This was a six-meter-tall, gray-black orc, resembling a ferocious beast standing upright. Long, thick brown mane grew from his head to his spine and tail. His muscles were bulging, and he wore only simple, light armor. He held a staff that looked like a withered tree branch in his hand and stared at Lancelot with the same menacing gaze.
Wild Lion Relles, ranked 7th in the arena, is an orc shaman with extremely strong combat power. He is among the strongest in the Fate Arena and has the divine blood of the God of Orcs flowing through his veins, making him a divine bloodline user.
From Lancelot's perspective, the divine aura within Rellus was rich and powerful, overflowing from the depths of his body, vaguely outlining a rugged and majestic Great God, his imposing presence overwhelming.
A few seconds passed, and the aura around both of them dissipated simultaneously, but they did not attack each other immediately.
"Terra, are you sure you want to go against us? The Fortune Faction is not worth your allegiance. The Misfortune Faction will surely win this Fate Supremacy War, and if they lose, you will surely die."
The Wild Lion Relles roared in a deep voice, its powerful and rough sound echoing between heaven and earth, as if shaking the layers of space. An extremely domineering aura surged forth with his words.
In the outer space of the continent, separated by a thick dimensional barrier, billions of viewers watched the two confronting each other, and of course heard the words of the Wild Lion Rellus trying to win over Lancelot, which inevitably stirred up a heated discussion.
"Damn it, these guys from the Misfortune Faction are incorrigible. Terra clearly announced that it had joined the Fortune Faction a long time ago," Mountain Giant Beoni said coldly.
Beside Beoni, a young man in the form of an ordinary human calmly chuckled, "Don't worry, I know Terra. Once he makes a decision, he won't change it."
The Mountain Giant Beoni turned his head, his gaze towards the young man filled with obvious awe and reverence, and even a hint of filial piety.
"Your judgment is certainly correct, but I'm afraid the Misfortune Faction might resort to underhanded tactics, such as severely injuring Terra. With only half a month left before the start of the Fate Supremacy War, even if Terra possesses the regenerative abilities of the Indestructible System,..." Mountain Giant Beoni paused here, no longer saying anything more.
The young man beside him waved his hand dismissively, a sharp glint appearing in his azure-gold pupils. "Don't worry. At our level, due to the bottleneck of True God, our combat power has reached its peak. Unless Miracle occurs, in a one-on-one fight, it's highly likely that neither of us can gain the upper hand. Although Wild Lion Relles is a few ranks higher than Terra, the difference in their strength is almost negligible. Terra can't seriously injure him, and vice versa."
Upon hearing this, the Mountain Giant Beoni seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, nodded, and said no more.
Beoni naturally believed the young man's words. After all, this was a pure-blooded Titan, a perfect being destined to become a god once he reached adulthood, and ranked 4th on the leaderboard, nicknamed Jia'erwen, the Thunder Prison.
Pure-blooded Titan God Race can advance to True God as soon as they reach adulthood, but before reaching adulthood, it is extremely difficult for them to break through that barrier on their own. In fact, because they have inherited the legacy of their ancestors, the difficulty is even higher.
Otherwise, given the possibility of breaking through to the True God realm, virtually no one would choose to suppress their rank.
Gazing at the two figures facing off on the continent below, Thunder Prison Yu Jia'erwen felt a ripple of emotion deep within his heart. He recalled the unusual aura he had sensed during his several duels with Lancelot, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
"This is truly interesting. This Fate Supremacy War not only involves the God Race, but also the three major Variant Dragon Clan, and this hidden Earth Guardian. The intensity of the competition ranks among the highest in all previous Fate War. Is this a coincidence, or...?"
Under normal circumstances, pure- Blood Clan of the Great God almost never participate in the Fate Supremacy War, because they are destined to become gods, and participating in the battle would not bring much benefit, but the probability of their death would be quite high, so they are naturally unwilling to take the risk.
However, this Fate Supremacy War has attracted many God Race to participate, and even some Peak Demigod have accumulated enough power have declared their intention to participate in the Fate War, which is quite puzzling.
The cheers and discussions of the audience in outer space did not affect the fact that the two who could not reach an agreement officially started their war on the mainland.
After being casually rejected by Lancelot, the Wild Lion Rellus's face turned completely cold, and he roared, "Since you don't know what's good for you, then don't participate in this Fate War!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a strange spatial fluctuation appeared. Wild Lion Rellus's lips moved, and he rapidly chanted incantations while holding the Kumu staff. In front of him, a giant magic circle appeared out of thin air, with countless Magic Runes intertwining and changing, like glowing branches reflecting each other.
Rumble--
It was as if the gates of a bronze palace had been pushed open, the sound echoing through the space to Lancelot's ears. The next second, accompanied by a ferocious lion's roar, a giant circular gate of light appeared and burst open.
Inside the portal, in a pitch-black world, pairs of scarlet eyes suddenly lit up, their purple pupils gleaming with an eerie light.
Summoning Circle!
Lancelot's eyes narrowed.
Because of the strange spatial fluctuations that had just occurred, teleportation had become difficult, so Lancelot did not launch a surprise attack immediately.
Moreover, even a surprise attack wouldn't work. Unlike other delicate summoners, this guy, Wild Lion Relles, possesses melee abilities that even Lancelot found astonishing.
Rellus's physical strength is also off the charts. Unlike Lancelot, who possesses abnormal regenerative abilities, Rellus's physique is focused on defense.
If it's Lancelot, he has a lot of health and recovers quickly.
So, the Wild Lion Relles is a tank with thick skin and flesh that is impossible to penetrate, and its attack power is also extremely strong, making it particularly annoying.
Just as Thunder Prison Yu Jia'erwen said, at Lancelot's level, the strongest group below the True God has already raised their combat power to the limit. Western Capital learned a little about everything and are all versatile, all-round warriors. Without completing the rank climb, it is extremely difficult to improve.
Since rushing in was ineffective, Lancelot decided not to waste his time. At the same time that the Wild Lion Rellus opened the summoning gate, Lancelot also released his "Holy Spirit Pure Land."
The Steel Feather Cloak transformed into Origin Furnace, hovering above his head and empowering the Holy Spirit Pure Land. In addition, Lancelot separated a portion of his own cells, harnessing it with his Undying Holy Soul, and merged it into the Holy Spirit's body, giving it a real physical form and loading it with various combat techniques created by Lancelot.
And so, a peculiar duel officially began.
Both sides are clearly melee experts, but they both coincidentally chose to start with a mass troop attack, each summoning legions to assist in the battle.
Another lion's roar resounded, and from Rellus's summoning gate, countless strange, crimson creatures roared as they surged forth like a torrent. These creatures had long, yet tough, scales on their bodies, sharp claws, bony spikes protruding from their joints, branching horns on their heads, and bony wings like bat wings on their backs. From their dozen or so blood-red pupils, they emitted continuous beams of light with extremely strong penetrating power, and a vast swarm rushed towards Lancelot.
At this moment, the warriors of the Holy Spirit Pure Land were also ready to go. If Leles's mass troop attack relied on sheer numbers to win, then Lancelot's strategy was to overwhelm them with superior quality.
After the two forces appeared, they immediately clashed and engaged in fierce fighting.
Flesh and energy collided, red and gold light spread, shattered chunks of flesh and fragmented energy spots reflected each other, cruel yet magnificent.
In the outer space, the audience erupted in uproar.
Many of the participants turned extremely ugly upon witnessing the fight between the two, their lips twitching uncontrollably.
Someone gritted their teeth and said, "Those two scoundrels!"
The other participants immediately nodded vigorously in agreement. Clearly, these guys had all suffered the wrath of the mass-production strategy and were still deeply traumatized.
The two torrents collided, one gold and one red, clashing and crushing each other, neither able to gain the upper hand.
Seeing this, Lancelot slowly stepped forward, and the surging battlefield automatically parted to make way for him. On the other side, the Wild Lion Rellus did the same, his eyes burning with fire as he stared intently at Lancelot, his gaze lingering on the latter's neck and chest like a ferocious beast.
As the two drew closer, their speed gradually increased, like two enormous islands cutting through the wind and waves, colliding head-on.
Bang bang bang!!
The collision sounds, sometimes dull and drawn-out, sometimes crisp and short, rang out continuously.
The speed at which the two fought was so fast that many spectators in the outer space could not even catch a glimpse of them with the naked eye. They could only see their movements with the help of the arena's auxiliary viewing system, which then caused a series of gasps of surprise.
Boom!!
After another collision, the two separated.
The Wild Lion Relles was engulfed in divine flames, and the phantom of the beast god behind him became increasingly clear and terrifying. The bloodline of the God of Orcs began to boil, and he opened his mouth to spew out a ring of solid sound waves that directly covered Lancelot by piercing through space.
Faced with this attack, Lancelot refused to back down and transformed into his Storm Dragon Giant form. Majestic light flashed in his dark golden vertical pupils, and his dragon mouth, filled with sharp fangs, opened, spewing out a waterfall of jade-like dragon breath, interspersed with the power of lightning and fire, making it seem as if a sun had risen again in the sky above the continent.
The sound waves and dragon breath collided, stirring up a raging torrent. The surging light walls advanced in all directions, causing Holy Spirit to disintegrate and beast soldiers to collapse. Even the continent cracked open with deep, terrifying fissures, earthquakes continued, and mountains collapsed, as if the entire continental shelf was about to shatter.
'Instant Kill - Shadowless!'
"It is impolite not to retaliate," Lancelot said, immediately retaliating after taking the blow with his dragon breath. The shattered surface space did not affect his use of spatial abilities, and he directly descended into the deeper dimension to forcefully appear beside Relles.
A hazy, dark shadow enveloped Lancelot's body. This was one of the many powerful combat techniques he had created over the past three years, especially adept at assassination, with unparalleled lethality.
"High-burst assassination attacks?"
Alarm bells rang in Wild Lion Rellus's mind. His rich combat experience, no less than Lancelot's, allowed him to react without hesitation.
A layer of purple exoskeleton grew out of Rellus's body almost instantly.
With a crisp clang, Lancelot's raised hand collided with the purple exoskeleton on Rellus's neck.
Amidst the flying bone fragments, the skin tissue hidden beneath was exposed. However, Lancelot was too weak to advance at this moment. Rellus reacted extremely quickly, using his exoskeleton to block the attack and immediately launching a counterattack, repelling Lancelot.
And so, the two sides went back and forth.
Melee combat, ranged attacks, surprise attacks, defense, blocking, mass production of troops...
The dazzling array of combat techniques dazzled the audience and chilled the hearts of the other participants.
Many participants who were witnessing this level of combat for the first time nearly had their Dao hearts shattered. Their initially unwavering resolve suddenly wavered. "Are we ordinary people really going to compete against such monsters?"
Many participants even considered withdrawing from the competition.
Of course, many participants, after taking a deep breath, reassessed their position and decided that they still had to participate in the Fate War, after all, it was a rare opportunity to become a god.
However, stubbornness is also unacceptable. If you encounter these top ten, no, top thirty monsters during the Fate Supremacy War, either kneel down and surrender or find a place to hide. Never try to fight them head-on.
Those who understand the times are wise.
Lancelot and Rellus were unaware of the impact they had on the audience, and even if they had, they certainly wouldn't have cared. At this moment, they only had eyes for each other.
After several hours of fighting, the two exhausted fighters decided to take a break, as continuing the battle was pointless. They had fought for so long without even sustaining minor injuries, which was truly exhausting.
If we have to categorize losses, the corpses of summoned creatures and fragments of Holy Spirit that almost covered the entire continent should barely qualify.
After giving Lancelot a long look, the Wild Lion Rellus withdrew from the battlefield, with Lancelot following closely behind.
Back in his private room, Wild Lion Rellus contacted the Goddess of Misfortune, "I failed. I couldn't seriously injure Terra!"
"I see." A clear, cool, and alluring female voice rang out. "The real purpose of this battle wasn't for you to severely injure your opponent; we just needed to determine his standard fighting methods."
"Will this continue for the next two weeks?"
"Yes, let's take it one by one. It's never a bad thing to learn more about our opponents. We need more detailed intelligence, and so do they."
"Clear."
In the final stages of the Fate War in the Fate Arena destiny in the Divine Realm, the division of factions is becoming increasingly clear.
Between the lucky and Misfortune Faction, the top powerhouses probe each other, partly to accurately grasp their opponent's combat system so as not to be caught off guard in the real life-or-death battle.
On the other hand, it is to attract other participants, using the appeal of top-tier experts to gather more manpower and increase the probability of victory.
During this process, Lancelot, as one of the top powerhouses of the Fortune Faction in the Divine Realm, repeatedly went into battle, showing no fear of the opponent having precise information about him. His fearless will attracted many supporters and followers, further expanding his influence, and the name Terra gradually resounded throughout the Divine Realm.
at the same time.
Astral Realm, Central Cosmic Domain.
Millions of planes, like bubbles of varying sizes and colors, gathered together, mutually absorbing and releasing torrents of energy. This caused the planes in this universe to grow at a rate far exceeding that of other regions, second only to the multiverse cluster formed around the three super universes.
Somewhere in the Central Cosmic Domain, the ancestral home of the Pureblood Human Race —the [Initial Universe].
This is a massive plane, many times larger than the Treacherous Destruction Continent of the Dragon-Hunting Spider Clan. It is surrounded by thousands of other planes, forming a coordinated cosmic system that siphons the surging energy from the dark Void.
As the core gathering area of Pureblood Human Race, the dimensional rules of the Initial Universe have been modified countless times to perfectly match the bloodline of Pureblood Human Race. Family members who grow up in this universe have a much faster rate of progress and greater overall potential than those outside.
Therefore, although the Initial Universe was extremely large, with countless life-bearing planets and tens of millions of magic planets, it was still quite difficult to occupy a magic planet here.
Even under these circumstances, Logo possessed an entire super-magic planet in the Initial Universe as his private fiefdom, and all the output of the planet belonged entirely to Logo.
This great favor stems not only from Logo's pure-blood status, but also from the connections he has.
As Audora's follower—at least in the eyes of outsiders, Logo was the little girl's follower—he was naturally categorized into Audora's faction.
Since Audora's brother, father, mother, grandfather, and even great-grandfather were all figures at the level of True God or above, one can imagine how prominent their lineage was among the Pureblood Human Race.
It was with the help of Audora's brother, Void Villoni, that Logo was able to become a pureblood and be included in the family genealogy without any difficulties, and was even granted an entire super-magic planet as his fief.
Ordinary purebloods wouldn't receive such treatment; at most, they'd be given a high-magic planet. After all, wherever there are people, there's conflict. Although Pureblood Human Race are relatively united, they are still divided into factions, constantly engaged in open and covert struggles.
At this moment, on Campbell Star, the super-magical planet assigned to Logo as his fiefdom by his family, Audora is bidding farewell to Logo.
Years have passed, and the little girl seems unchanged. Her delicate features are unaffected by the passage of time, as white as jade and crystal clear. Her large, beautiful eyes seem to hold stars, extremely lively. When she smiles, she is even more innocent and cheerful.
Of course, Audora, whose appearance hasn't changed, hasn't lost her other good habits either, such as her love for Slaughter and fighting, showing that she remains true to her original aspirations.
Under the shade of a tree, Logo leaned against the trunk, holding a gray-white stone slab in his hand. He used his Divine Power to quickly carve various complex patterns into needles. These patterns vaguely formed a pattern resembling an eye, as if it could see through everything.
Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the leaves onto Logo, transforming into silvery-white blood that flowed like lead and mercury through his veins, absorbing the heat emanating from the golden sunlight. His full head of silver hair fell naturally, making his temperament even gentler, like a tranquil galaxy flowing through Endless years.
Audora walked in from the side, bringing with her a refreshing scent. She occasionally kicked at the grass, head drooping, hands behind her back, and approached Logo apologetically. She stammered, "I'm sorry, Logo, I can't participate in the Fate Supremacy War with you."
On the massive rooftop, a clear, melodious voice tinged with obvious frustration rang out. Logo stopped what he was doing, looked up, and smiled gently, like a concerned older brother to his younger sister. "What happened?"
The gentle, warm voice eased Audora's furrowed brows slightly, but she still said angrily, "It's all my brother's fault! He somehow got hold of a piece of the Heart of Eternity and insisted I absorb it. But once I absorb the Heart of Eternity, I definitely won't be able to participate in the Fate Supremacy War. He must have done it on purpose! Why didn't he bring it out earlier or later, but waited until now to delay my participation in the Fate War?! How infuriating!!"
Audora stomped her foot, her little face full of resentment.
However, after hearing her words, Logo's expression froze, and his lips twitched. Once again, he truly felt that reincarnation was indeed a skill.
The so-called Heart of Eternity is an extremely precious nine-star resource with many uses, but for Pureblood Human Race, its effect is relatively singular: it helps purify the bloodline of the "Tower of Eternity" Collins Family and has the effect of assisting in breaking through Bloodline Barrier. Even for Upper God, it is an extremely precious treasure. Yet, Audora obtained such a treasure with ease.
Audora already possesses the pure blood of "Space-Devouring Ring" Kalenos, and the concentration of her bloodline is very high. This time, if she can awaken her second perfect-level talent, she will become Rare "Emperor Blood" member, with a bloodline even more noble than that of ordinary God Race. Becoming a god is not a big deal for her, and becoming Upper God is within reach.
In this way, the Fate Supremacy War that countless people want to participate in is of no importance to Audora.
Thinking this through, Logo immediately understood and came to a similar conclusion to Audora, "It seems that Lord Villoni doesn't want my sister to participate in the Fate Supremacy War with me... But that's fine too, there's clearly a main road to take, it's not worth taking the shortcut."
Logo never felt there was anything wrong with relying on his family's strength. Audora was exceptionally talented and had a powerful background, so of course she didn't need to risk her life; that was perfectly normal.
But for me, it's different. Without anyone to rely on, how could I possibly achieve a superior status without hard work?
Some people are born with only one life to sell. Although Logo wasn't that unfortunate, his ambition was too great. Without fighting desperately, he couldn't possibly compete with his potential rivals.
Setting down the gray stone slab, Logo stood up, smiled, and ruffled Audora's hair. The little girl's hair was incredibly soft and smooth to the touch.
Audora showed no resistance to Logo's touch. Over the years, the two had carried out various missions together, sharing life and death countless times, and she had long regarded Logo as family.
Although the young girl was naive, her keen senses made her realize that although Logo intended to use her, he had always been extremely open and honest in their interactions, never deceiving her or hiding his true intentions. He was completely different from other people who approached her under various pretexts but were utterly hypocritical.
"That's fine too. You didn't need to gain any advantage through Fate War to advance to True God. If you have the opportunity, you should certainly make full use of it," Logo said with a slight bow and a light laugh.
Audora continued to pout, but didn't argue. After all, she couldn't disobey her Villoni. Offending their father was fine, but if she angered her brother, he might really hang her up and whip her.
For Audora, her Villoni is always her most reliable shield when danger strikes, but when there is no danger, her Villoni becomes the new danger.
Otherwise, why would Audora be so close to her wild older brother, Logo? Isn't it because Logo is always so tolerant and gentle? It's no wonder the little girl is captivated!
After chatting for a while, as Audora was about to leave, Logo reached out and touched her forehead. A stream of information flowed through her skin and into the little girl's mind.
"This is my research on Bloodline Barrier; I hope it will be helpful to you."
"I'll read it carefully!" Audora said with wide eyes and a serious expression.
Logo smiled, waved, and saw Audora off.
After the little girl left, Logo sat back down under the tree, preparing to continue carving the gray-white stone slab. This Rune Array had reached its final stage, and every second counted.
Just then, a spatial ripple appeared, and then a young man with silver hair and silver eyes, dressed in black, appeared in front of Logo.
His face shape was very similar to Audora's; he was extremely handsome, with ethereal and dreamlike eyes. His gaze seemed focused, yet it also seemed to wander in the interdimensional space, which added to his mystique.
"Lord Kongjie!"
Logo quickly stood up. He had a good relationship with Audora and was very casual with her, but that didn't mean he could be presumptuous in front of a True God.
"Hmm." Villoni nodded, his gaze sweeping over the stone slab in Logo's hand. With a flick of his index finger, the gray-white stone slab vanished into thin air and reappeared in Villoni's hand.
After examining it for a moment, a look of surprise flashed in Villoni's eyes. "This Rune Array seems to be slightly above six stars. Did you create it yourself?"
"No," Logo shook his head. "I found it by chance in a ruin; I just made some modifications."
Villoni gave Logo a deep look, smiled, and said nothing more. After returning the stone tablet to Logo, he turned around with his hands behind his back and said, "Your talent is quite good. I mean your intelligence. To be able to purify the Space-Devouring Ring bloodline of the Kalenos Family to this extent with little help, relying solely on yourself, is extremely rare, even after searching through the entire family history."
"You flatter me." Logo bowed slightly. "It's all thanks to the experience and bloodline purification techniques provided by the family; otherwise, I could never have become a pureblood on my own, no matter how hard I tried."
Villoni shook his head. "Talking to people like you is exhausting. All that beating around the bush, it's not pleasant at all. Oh well, given your humble background, it's good that you're cautious. As for Audora, thank you for calming her down. That little miss insisted on participating in the Fate Supremacy War; she really doesn't know the danger."
"Danger? Is there some hidden story behind this Fate Supremacy War?"
"You are quite perceptive. There are some hidden details, but they are not yet certain. All I know is that some important figures in the Divine Realm seem to be making unusual moves. However, these are not matters for you to concern yourself with. Since you are determined to participate in the Fate War, I will not stop you."
At this point, Villoni paused, then extended his finger and sent a beam of silver light into Logo's mind. "You gave me your sister's own cultivation experience, and I'll give you some of mine. The Bloodline Barrier is extremely difficult to break through, so remember to be careful. Otherwise, one wrong move and the entire bloodline chain will collapse, and then no one can save you!"
Villoni's voice gradually faded away, Logo's mind was filled with a wealth of experience on how to purify bloodlines and how to break through Bloodline Barrier to achieve Emperor Blood.
Compared to the experience he had given Audora, what Villoni gave him was even better.
After collecting and organizing these experiences and storing them in the Palace of Wisdom, Logo continued carving the gray-white stone slabs. To avoid being exposed, he could not bring the Eye of Insight to the Fate Supremacy War, not even its offspring.
The Rune Array carved on this gray-white stone slab is Logo's alternative plan.
Beyond Campbell Star, silver light shimmered in the eyes of Void Realm Villoni. In his view, the spatial dimension seemed to suddenly increase, with mirror-like objects arranged in an orderly fashion. One of the mirrors was pointed at Logo, reflecting some two-dimensional lines.
In these simple line drawings, behind Logo's head, a series of Aura of Wisdom are clearly visible.
"The light of wisdom is shining brighter now. How does this guy's brain work?"
Villoni frowned, somewhat bewildered. His younger sister had gone out for a short while and brought back a genius; this was too bizarre.
At first, Villoni thought Logo was a fraud, but no matter how much he investigated, Logo's identity was not problematic, so he gradually let go of his suspicions.
However, in his heart, Villoni still harbored some resentment towards Logo. It wasn't for any other reason than that his younger sister, Audora, was too clingy to Logo, which greatly annoyed Villoni, who had a severe tendency towards brotherly affection. He was incredibly envious, thinking, "You brat, I'm your real brother, okay?!"
Using the principle of spatial mirror refraction, Villoni secretly peeked at Logo before teleporting away from Campbell Star.
Logo remained engrossed in carving under the large tree until, ten minutes later, he slowly looked up at a certain point in the sky, a barely perceptible smile appearing on his lips.
That direction was exactly where Villoni had been just moments before.
"It's done!"
Logo picked up the gray stone tablet and muttered to himself. In the depths of his eyes, which were outlined with countless runes, a glimmer of starlight quietly lit up and then silently disappeared.