Support

Aina still retained a faint connection to the blood rays she had condensed.

But now, she could clearly sense that her blood rays had been completely devoured by the Chaos Demon God, leaving behind no feedback whatsoever.

Aina held her breath and focused her mind, attempting to reestablish contact with the devoured blood rays. All she felt was an empty, deathly silence.

Even a skill like that could be completely devoured by him? What a terrifying ability.

Aina’s gaze grew exceptionally solemn.

Xia Lun, however, did not hesitate. He charged forward once more.

Immense strength, terrifying defense, unparalleled regenerative abilities, and a troublesome devouring skill… Fortunately, his speed had not yet surpassed Xia Lun’s ability to react, and his attacks still followed discernible patterns.

That gave Xia Lun the opportunity to hold him off.

His ordinary claw strikes and swipes all contained world-destroying power, but they were utterly lacking in technique.

Relying on his superb skills, Xia Lun was still able to maneuver around the Chaos Demon God.

To the Chaos Demon God, however, Xia Lun was nothing more than an annoying mosquito buzzing incessantly in front of him—always flying back and forth, yet impossible to catch.

The Chaos Demon God let out an enraged roar, but Xia Lun’s imposing figure remained unmoved. The gap between him and the Chaos Demon God was not yet so vast that a roar alone could drive him back.

Xia Lun raised his sword and charged.

Although his attacks had achieved nothing before, he showed no trace of frustration or discouragement. Instead, his fighting spirit grew even stronger.

Having such a powerful opponent… was truly exhilarating.

Xia Lun had not felt this way in a long time. With every attack, he could give his all. In his eyes, the Chaos Demon God was practically a perfect punching bag.

Of course, the most important quality of a punching bag was its ability to take a beating. At Xia Lun’s current level, he had no chance of actually smashing this one apart.

Flames raged as his strikes carved shallow wounds across the Chaos Demon God’s body, only for them to heal immediately afterward.

Regeneration could not be endless… As long as his opponent recovered, there had to be some cost involved. Xia Lun understood this well.

Although the effect he could have on the Chaos Demon God might be negligible, he would still do everything in his power if it could help Aina even slightly.

A radiance swept in from behind and enveloped Xia Lun. He immediately felt as though his body had become weightless, while an endless stream of strength surged through him.

The mana within his body began to boil as well, and the fire sword in his hand suddenly expanded to several dozen meters in length.

It was Aina’s support magic.

Xia Lun could feel the magic she had imbued in him flowing through his limbs and organs like a warm current.

At the same time, the seal within Xia Lun’s body was lifted.

His body contained the mana of an entire magic-stone vein, transferred over from Mian in the past. A sudden increase in mana was not entirely beneficial. In everyday life, the mana that accidentally escaped could easily cause destruction, so at Aina’s suggestion, she had sealed away that power within Xia Lun for the time being.

Now, it was clearly time to unleash it.

The fire sword’s greatly increased length was not easy to control. It might even cause his power to disperse. With a thought from Xia Lun, it quickly shrank back to its former size, but became far denser in the process.

If its blade had previously been flowing magma, then now it resembled a red-hot brand. The flames had completely solidified, and the space around the blade warped slightly from the intense heat.

Whoosh—

The Chaos Demon God’s claw came straight at him. Xia Lun avoided it by turning aside at a precise angle, and his fire sword traced a crescent-shaped arc, its radiance flashing like a meteor.

Like a hot knife cutting through butter, the upper half of the Chaos Demon God’s body slowly slid away, severed cleanly at the waist by Xia Lun.

I can cut through him now!

Xia Lun felt a surge of excitement.

Yet the expression on the Chaos Demon God’s face did not seem to change… Or rather, he had no expression to begin with, and he showed no reaction whatsoever.

Perhaps, to him, Xia Lun’s slight increase in strength was like an annoying mosquito becoming an annoying fly.

He reached out with both hands, grabbed his lower half, and pressed himself back together. As flesh writhed, he had fully recovered in less than three heartbeats.

Xia Lun darted around the Chaos Demon God, weaving left and right. His opponent’s strikes either missed him or were deflected by his sword, and Xia Lun suffered no injuries.

The fighting spirit in Xia Lun’s eyes burned even more fiercely. As he clenched his left palm, a long sword formed from ice crystals and covered in frost suddenly appeared in his hand.

An ice sword.

The moment the ice sword appeared, the fire sword in Xia Lun’s right hand shrank as well, becoming even denser.

Extreme cold and extreme heat reached a dangerous balance in his hands. The light around him warped under the difference in temperature, while red and blue radiance intertwined around his body to form a strange halo.

Xia Lun knew a thing or two about dual-sword techniques.

Blue arcs and red light crossed through the void, tracing two graceful curves.

A dense web of sword strikes was woven before Xia Lun. In an instant, the curtain of blades poured down like a torrential rain.

Wherever the ice sword passed, white frost flowers crystallized across the Demon God’s skin, only to be blasted into ice fragments by the fire sword. It was like a craftsman repeatedly hammering away at an unyielding stone.

Countless terrifying sword wounds instantly appeared across the Chaos Demon God’s body.

“Bladed Barrage!”

Xia Lun’s technique was plain and unadorned.

Its effect, however, was beyond expectations. Under the continuous assault of the ice and fire swords, the Chaos Demon God’s neck was finally severed. Xia Lun then swept his fire sword sideways, sending its head flying several kilometers away.

A head… naturally could not be a weakness for the Chaos Demon God.

Xia Lun was merely curious to see how the creature would retrieve its head—and whether it used its eyes or something else equally strange to perceive the outside world.

If it split into two, that would be troublesome…

Fortunately, things did not develop in the worst possible direction. A new head quickly grew from the Chaos Demon God’s neck, while the head that had flown away rapidly withered and turned to ash.

“Annoying…”

The Chaos Demon God raised his right hand toward Xia Lun from afar.

Here it comes! A new attack!

Xia Lun immediately focused all his attention.

Until now, his opponent had used only the most primitive methods of attack, yet that strength had already placed considerable pressure on Xia Lun… Now, the Chaos Demon God was clearly preparing some new technique.

His right hand began to swell. Then it split apart, forming countless enormous palms made from that same hand, each one several kilometers long. They came crashing toward Xia Lun from the front.

Xia Lun gripped the twin swords tightly, with no intention of taking even half a step back. Aina was still gathering power behind him, and he had no intention of allowing anything to disturb her.

Whoosh—

A dazzling laser suddenly pierced through the Chaos Demon God’s head, and the enormous palm halted in midair.

“Am I late?”

The Mechanical Prophet’s cheerful mechanical voice rang out from behind Xia Lun.