Chapter 139

Beams of crimson-gold light erupted, accurately striking twelve Sovereigns on the field. Except for the beam directed at the Eternal Night Sovereign, which was enveloped and extinguished by viscous, deep darkness, none of the other Sovereigns escaped unscathed.

Including Stephen Simpson and the cowboy Locke, the spiritual energy within all the Sovereigns immediately spiraled out of control, and sinews bulged beneath their skin.

It was as if the cells in their bodies had come alive, each with its own thoughts. Their self-awareness instantly crumbled, and a low hum echoed in their minds: "Do not resist needlessly, do not resist needlessly..."

The Sovereigns of the evil faction were caught completely off guard.

One move suppressed eleven Sovereigns. This was the Demonic Eye's Bewitching Eye, which even the King of Terror couldn't resist.

"Ka ka..."

Fu Qingyang grabbed a heavy, black iron box from his inventory. With a series of mechanical gear sounds, the box sprang open, revealing twelve flying swords lined up inside.

The twelve flying swords shot out, automatically dividing into two groups, heading towards the two wind mages: Seraph and Fury of the Hurricane.

This was a new trick that Young Master Qian had been researching recently, using sword control techniques combined with a near-Dao level of skill to take heads from a hundred meters away.

The fragile wind mages couldn't avoid his swords, let alone withstand the sharp sword energy contained within the twelve flying swords.

Bang...!

A gunshot echoed through the arena.

The moment the gunshot rang out, the Demonic Eye Heavenly King's head exploded, scattering bone, flesh, and brain matter.

His body swayed for a moment before crashing down, the crimson-gold demon pupils on his body immediately closing.

The ancient War God, with skin of copper and bones of iron, had fallen in the sound of a gunshot.

No one saw the trajectory of the bullet. It seemed to have traveled through the void, directly hitting the Demonic Eye Heavenly King, and this was under conditions where space was locked down.

In the distance, the cowboy Locke blew away the smoke from his gun muzzle, having recovered from the Demonic Eye's "Bewitching Eye" strong control in time.

Losing the gaze of the Bewitching Eye, the enemy Sovereigns immediately regained their senses. One of the Chaos Sovereigns immediately reached out, trying to distort the trajectory of the flying swords. However, his unfailing "Chaos" ability failed.

At a critical moment, Seraph and Fury of the Hurricane erected flowing walls of wind in front of them.

The flying swords crashed into the wind walls one after another. Seraph's wind wall dissipated into a breeze, and he was pierced through the chest by the last flying sword.

Fury of the Hurricane's wind wall, however, stood firm, defusing the crisis.

Seraph looked down, blood gushing from his chest, but it soon stopped. The powerful life force of an eighth-level Sovereign was self-repairing, and the wound healed quickly.

At his level, even with a fragile body, he could ignore most physical damage. Unless his head was cut off directly, even a pierced heart wouldn't kill him.

Palace Master Zhisha took out a small bronze-green pot, gently caressing it, causing it to emit ripple-like golden halos.

The halo swept over the Demonic Eye Heavenly King's corpse, bone fragments, brain tissue, and blood instantly flowed backward, returning and reassembling.

This was the active skill of the Sima stage—Resurrection.

The object of resurrection could be a living thing, or a non-living thing; it could be matter, or it could be a soul.

As long as something existed in reality, the Sima could resurrect it.

Limited to three times, and not true resurrection. Each resurrection only lasted for a quarter of an hour before dying again.

But the Demon Refining Pot turned resurrection into reality, a true return from the dead.

But there was only one chance.

The Demonic Eye Heavenly King came back to life, opened his eyes, touched his forehead, and managed a wry smile.

"Can't fight, can't fight at all. That old cowboy can kill me instantly, and he can kill any one of you."

If he was at the peak of the eighth level, relying on the Bewitching Eye that could affect even demigods, he might be able to compete with that peak Sovereign.

But now, although his single skill was maxed out, his basic attributes were far too different.

Fu Qingyang and the others exchanged glances, a chill running from head to toe. Although they certainly had defensive items, unless they were high-quality defensive items from the Sovereign stage, they couldn't withstand the cowboy Locke's gunfire.

And high-quality defensive items from the Sovereign stage were something that even Young Master Qian couldn't get. Although the boss had a cloak and the Palace Master had administrator privileges, if they couldn't defend against the cowboy Locke, they were just sitting ducks.

One person, one shot, a gunshot that erased distance, would render most defensive items useless.

Zhang Yuanqing felt a heavy weight in his heart, realizing the power of a peak Sovereign for the first time.

The last time he killed Cai Qinhe, he possessed three demigod-level powers, sending old Cai back to the Spirit Realm in a crushing fashion. A peak Sovereign was no different from a stray dog.

At this moment, the cowboy Locke, high above, raised his gun again, aiming at the Demonic Eye Heavenly King.

This peak Sovereign realized that the Demonic Eye Heavenly King was the greatest threat among the enemies.

At a critical moment, Pansy Edison grabbed an item from his inventory and threw it at the cowboy Locke.

"Bang!"

The gunshot rang out, echoing in the arena sky.

The silver bullet streaked past, heading towards the Demonic Eye Heavenly King's head.

There was a trajectory now. The Demonic Eye Heavenly King tilted his head slightly, letting the bullet graze his cheek and explode into a shallow pit behind him.

Pansy Edison said in a deep voice, "Leave the cowboy Locke to me, you guys do your own thing."

He had just used the Merchant's "Transaction" ability to forcibly buy and sell the cowboy Locke's "Distortion" ability. The bullet could eliminate its trajectory because the cowboy Locke had distorted the rule that "bullets need distance to fly," directly causing the bullet to hit the target.

Huff... Zhang Yuanqing's heart, which had been hanging, was finally relieved. If they couldn't restrain the cowboy Locke's gunfire, they wouldn't even have room to delay.

As long as they could delay, they had a chance to survive.

After realizing something was wrong, the Chairman would definitely try to break through the entanglement and come to the Spirit Realm for rescue.

Berus in the fish tank screamed, "We should defend, not attack. Defending is the only way to buy time."

Her meaning was Chris's meaning.

As the only Siren in the Order camp, with no seawater or sea monsters around her, possessing only brute strength, she was under the greatest pressure.

At this moment, the lightning-attribute spiritual energy in the air quickly condensed, and six water tank-thick lightning pillars descended from the sky, terrifying lightning strikes engulfing everyone.

A thunder mage at the Saint level could only summon tree-like lightning, but these were lightning pillars, terrifying lightning pillars.

Winnie immediately spread her arms, using herself as a lightning rod, attracting the descending lightning pillars.

But the ones attacking were two eighth-level lightning mages. She only attracted half of the lightning pillars, and the other half inevitably fell on her teammates.

The Demonic Eye Heavenly King, Fu Qingyang, and the others hurriedly scattered.

Zhang Yuanqing's reaction speed was the slowest. The lightning strike exceeded his reaction limit, so he simply didn't dodge. He opened his inventory, took out the Lightning Armguard and the Lightning Armor, and threw them into the sky.

The lightning pillars struck the two Saint-level quality items, like a water column being blocked, the lightning-attribute spiritual energy being frantically absorbed.

But the two items only lasted for a moment. Reaching their charging limit, they could no longer absorb the power of lightning, and the lightning pillars pierced through them, striking directly at Zhang Yuanqing.

Taking advantage of the time created by the two items, Zhang Yuanqing grabbed the Violet Thunder Shield and raised it towards the sky.

"Boom!"

Zhang Yuanqing held up the Violet Thunder Shield, his knees sinking, kneeling on the ground.

But he withstood it without any danger.

The Violet Thunder Shield was covered in cracks, but the purple halo covering the shield surface had reached two-thirds.

One lightning strike directly filled the Violet Thunder Shield by 50%.

"Woo..."

A shrill howling wind sounded, and wind blades, like arrows covering the sky on a battlefield, slashed over like a rainstorm, covering all directions and giving them no space to dodge.

Again? Zhang Yuanqing, who had just defused the lightning strike, felt a chill in his heart. With such a wide-area attack, he could only summon the Violet-Gold Set.

This was only the second round of engagement, and he was already being forced to use his trump card.

Without the Violet-Gold Set, he would definitely die under the Sovereign-level wind blades.

Fu Qingyang struggled to grab a half-person-high stone tablet from his inventory, his forehead throbbing with veins as he threw it in front of everyone.

"Dong!"

The earth shook violently, and the earth vein spiritual energy formed a semi-circular defensive barrier.

Bang bang bang... Countless wind blades crashed into the barrier, causing the famously thick earth-attribute spiritual energy to shake visibly, but it held.

Fu Qingyang's body trembled violently, as if he was enduring an unimaginable pressure. He gritted his teeth, straightened his spine, and refused to bend his knees even a fraction.

This stone tablet was an item of the Earth Monster profession, Sovereign stage, medium quality, but it was already the first defensive item Fu Qingyang had obtained after becoming the head of the Five Elements Alliance.

His foundation and background were too shallow. Most of the Five Elements Alliance's items and materials were controlled by the Nine Elders. If he wanted to squeeze oil from the Nine Elders, he would have to engage in a long period of gaming and struggle.

And he had only been in power for two months.

Seeing this, the two Chaos Sovereigns immediately took action, distorting the rules, erasing the flight trajectory of the wind blades, and trying to penetrate the defensive barrier.

However, the overwhelming wind blades instantly crossed a hundred meters, still shattering themselves against the earth-yellow barrier. The space inside the barrier could not be erased.

Of course, it couldn't be erased. The stone tablet formed a force field defense, not a thin layer of barrier.

Sovereign-level items weren't so easy to exploit loopholes in.

Seeing that the wind blades couldn't break the defense, Fury of the Hurricane snorted and summoned a semi-transparent crown woven from air currents, placing it on his head.

"Crown of the Wind King." Winnie's tone was heavy, and she explained quickly, "This item can rank among the top ten in the wind mage profession, excluding rule-based items."

Each of the eighth-level veteran Sovereigns, when singled out, was an invincible existence.

Fury of the Hurricane opened his arms, and the air currents around him quickly condensed, forming a strong wind.

The air currents condensed, compressed, re-condensed, and re-compressed, accumulating power for a full ten seconds, forming a turbid giant wind blade, about thirty meters long.

Fury of the Hurricane gently pushed.

The turbid, super-giant wind blade shot away, carrying a terrifying hurricane, crashing into the earth-yellow barrier with overwhelming force.

The semi-circular force field immediately concave, like a balloon being poked by a needle, but this balloon did not explode immediately, instead stubbornly holding on.

In contrast, the giant wind blade rapidly dissipated, shrinking from thirty meters to ten meters.

In the distance, Fury of the Hurricane, with the air current crown on his head, slammed his hands together, and the air currents roared into the wind blade, like a fresh force supplementing it, expanding it back to thirty meters.

During this process, the other Sovereigns of the evil camp did not take action, watching coldly, observing Fu Qingyang's and the others' means.

Team battles were not brawls; bombarding with various skills was an inefficient method.

True team battles were mutual probing, until one side lost its trump cards, was completely seen through, and then given a fatal blow.

The wind blade and the earth-yellow barrier wrestled for a few seconds, and the latter finally couldn't hold on. With a "buzz," it dissipated into invisible force waves.

The earth-yellow spiritual energy on the surface of the stone tablet converged, becoming dim and dull.

The next time it could release a skill would be after a quarter of an hour.

Pansy Edison immediately threw out two white feathers, creating a gust of wind, forming two wind walls in front of the wind blade.

As a peak Sovereign of the Merchant profession, the last thing he lacked was items and consumables.

Edison hadn't thought of using two feathers to block the wind blade; his action was only to buy time for his teammates to dodge, simply responding to the situation.

Sovereign-quality items couldn't hold on, the wind walls couldn't block it either...

Zhang Yuanqing immediately looked at the Demonic Eye Heavenly King, his voice urgent, "Heavenly King, hit me."

The Demonic Eye Heavenly King didn't say anything unnecessary and punched the shield surface directly.

Bang!

The Violet-Gold Shield, already covered in cracks, instantly shattered, turning into countless liquid metal fragments. Zhang Yuanqing flew backward.

At this moment, the wind blade indeed penetrated the two layers of wind walls, slashing towards Fu Qingyang and the others.

While flying backward, Zhang Yuanqing's spirit left his body, flying towards the wind blade, blocking in front of everyone, while those granular liquid metals quickly gathered, forming a brand-new shield in his spirit's hand.

The shield surface was covered with a layer of violet-gold halo.

Energy was full!

Zhang Yuanqing blocked the shield forward, activating the Violet-Gold Shield's skill.

Buzz!

A giant violet-gold shield-shaped light wall formed, welcoming the giant wind blade.

A sneer came from afar.

The air currents crazily condensed, increasing the size of the wind blade to fifty meters, almost the entire radius of the arena.

Sovereign items couldn't defend against his wind blade, and a mere Saint dared to seek a sense of presence in such a place?

A way to seek death!