The Prado Universe System contains numerous Astral Realm civilizations.
Without exception, they were all low-level Astral Realm civilizations.
Apart from the Prado Civilization, none of them were taken seriously by Lancelot.
After completing the penultimate task objective, Lancelot, as usual, left behind a Replication projection to cover up the truth, and then returned to the Golden Divine Kingdom.
Nirvana Tower, in a space specifically designated for battle, Lancelot and Logo's Bloodline Avatar stood facing each other, about a hundred kilometers apart.
For Upper God, this distance is practically negligible; they could reach out and touch it. In a life-or-death battle, it would be a fight to the death, but for now, it's just a friendly spar.
Are you ready?
Lancelot's arms hung naturally at his sides, his fists gradually clenching. Golden flames enveloped his body like water, making him shine as brightly as a rising sun.
Seeing Lancelot enter battle mode, Logo also began to unleash the explosive power hidden within him. With a thought, a vast and terrifying energy roared out, eager to show the world his power.
"Bring it on!"
Logo nodded slightly.
Lancelot looked up and saw that Logo's pupils had turned a pure obsidian black, his skin was silver-gray with a crystalline texture, and his energy radiated outwards like the shimmering surface of a lake. On his exposed skin, gray-white and silver-dark divine patterns were wrapped around him, mysterious and profound. His hair was flowing gently and softly, giving him an ancient charm, as if a great species from the beginning of time had broken free from the River of Time and returned to the present world.
This appearance is completely different from Lancelot's battle form; the two are like the difference between water and fire, giving people completely different feelings.
"Are you ready? Here I come!"
Withdrawing his gaze, Lancelot launched a sudden attack as he spoke.
Almost simultaneously, Logo raised his right hand, gently hooked it, and his fingertips seemed to become ethereal, disappearing into the spatial dimension, effortlessly drawing out strands of regular lines.
"Try this first!"
The next second, Lancelot's world suddenly distorted, and he felt his muscles, bones, and internal organs being brutally crushed by an invisible hand without any mercy.
At the same time, his perception of time seemed to slow down countless times, as if he had been Immobilization Spell. He clearly wanted to resist, but the speed at which his thoughts were turning was unusually slow, making him feel so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit blood.
This feeling alone surpasses the comprehension of countless people, as if one has experienced a great dream, going through countless Samsara. After waking up, the surging residual memories, carrying a primordial power, bring a strong sense of oppression, making people unconsciously fall into a state of confusion and helplessness.
It is precisely in this state that they are most vulnerable to attack.
A continuous, excruciating pain suddenly struck, like a series of explosions, unstoppable and erupting violently.
The Endless Divine Body spontaneously rebelled, and countless particles roared simultaneously, finally breaking free from the chaotic and bewildering senses, bringing Lancelot back to his senses.
With a look of horror on his face, Lancelot felt a strong sense of alarm and was about to retreat quickly when he didn't expect the surrounding space to twist again, turning into a constantly spinning Black Hole that seemed to be about to devour the sky and the earth, making it difficult for him to escape.
"Oh no!"
Lancelot's heart skipped a beat. He hadn't expected Logo's combo to be so smooth and fluid, as if he had rehearsed it countless times in his mind. His Combat Skills were also at a level of perfection, which was terrifying.
"Hehe, don't think I only know alchemy." Logo raised an eyebrow and chuckled. As he spoke, he pointed again, and the Black Hole vortex suddenly expanded, completely engulfing Lancelot.
Rumble!!
The Nirvana Tower trembled violently, and only after a large amount of the primordial power of the Golden Divine Kingdom was poured in did it stabilize.
However, inside the tower, the fierce battle between Lancelot and Logo continues.
The deep, terrifying Black Hole vortex was certainly no match for Lancelot.
What surprised the latter was never the strength Logo unleashed, but rather the smooth application of his own abilities.
In fact, not long after being thrown into the Black Hole vortex, Lancelot endured the terrifying tearing damage coming from all directions, grabbed at both sides with both hands, and then tore it apart with force.
Boom!!
Even the terrifying Black Hole vortex could only be torn to shreds in the face of Lancelot's formidable power.
"You're really violent!"
Logo shook his head helplessly.
Lancelot's ability to overcome all magic with sheer force was quite a headache.
If one were to describe their fighting style, it would be dazzling and precise, like an alchemical instrument that never malfunctions.
Lancelot, on the other hand, is an ultimate Tyrannosaurus Rex with maxed-out defense and explosive attack power, charging around recklessly and recklessly.
Despite his numerous methods, his fighting style still follows the tradition of Extreme Path Style martial arts, being bold and passionate.
Just watching Lancelot fight gives me the feeling that my own blood is boiling.
"Hehe, you're not bad either. Three-Lineage Emperor Blood and Two-Lineage Emperor Blood are practically from different species. Your bloodline now probably surpasses even the God Race, right?"
Lancelot stretched his neck and grinned.
"Continue!" Logo extended his finger again, tracing the regular lines. "What you've seen is only a part of it."
"That's for the best. I haven't even used my true strength yet." Lancelot raised an eyebrow and smiled, then launched another attack.
The battle resumed, with Lancelot charging headlong into the fray like a hot knife through butter, Logo intercepted and suppressed him.
The two sides traded blows, and the balance of victory tipped back and forth like a seesaw, swaying violently.
The further the fight progressed, the more tactics they displayed.
If there were outsiders present, they would be astonished, for Lancelot displayed many techniques he had never used before.
Logo was even more surprising. No one would have imagined that the avatar of a ruler of a Lower God Kingdom would possess the terrifying combat power of True God Tier Nine. Who could possibly reason with that?
After a long while, the heated sparring match subsided.
The battle area was completely destroyed and almost rendered unusable.
Logo didn't care at all; it was just a drop in the ocean. As long as resources were plentiful, repairing it would be a piece of cake.
Resources have always been reserved for those with virtue; well, martial virtue is also a virtue!
With his strength greatly increased, Logo has more ways to acquire resources.
"Leave the last Prado Civilization to me! You stay in the Golden Divine Kingdom and prepare to save the Prado Mother Plane. Perfect timing, your identity Earth Guardian can be put to use." Logo smiled slightly, his expression profound.
Lancelot nodded slightly. "Your strength is no less than mine, and you have more methods at your disposal, making you better suited to handle unexpected situations. The last weakness in our plan has also been plugged."
"Okay, let's get started!"
As the words faded, Logo's figure gradually disappeared, along with the towering Nirvana Tower.