paranoianovel Chapter 197 For Aikar!
Chapter 197 For Aikar!
Chapter 197 For Aikar!
"Full power! This outsider is alone! With the entire Aikar army helping us, I refuse to believe he won't die!"
Mochamo's roar was like a shot of adrenaline, instantly igniting the last remaining spark of fighting spirit in the hearts of all the survivors!
The entire Aykar?
No, right now, in this last refuge, they are Aikar!
The dark creatures roared furiously, no longer merely squeezing out magic, but burning their blood and sacrificing fragments of their souls!
Streams of even more violent and turbulent dark energy, like rivers flowing into the sea, frantically poured into the "Eternal Night Barrier".
Those shadow walkers who were originally cold and numb suddenly had a desperate light in their eyes, and their bodies gradually became illusory, as if they wanted to merge into the barrier and become part of its structure!
And those white wizards, overwhelmed by extreme shock, fear, and the inexplicable incitement of Mokamo's words "the whole of Aikar," finally abandoned their last hesitation.
"For Icarus!"
It is unknown who first hoarsely shouted this slogan that once represented the light faction, but now it is filled with tragedy and determination.
Monet suddenly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot. He no longer thought about sides or right and wrong; all that remained was the most primal urge to survive and protect!
He slammed his hands down on the node, and the remaining light magic within his body ignited in an unprecedented way—no longer an injection, but an explosion!
In a self-destructive manner, the purest energy bursts forth and merges into the torrent of shadow!
"You're all insane! You're all crazy!"
The half-elf screamed in horror as he watched Monet's near-self-harming behavior, but the next moment, looking at everyone around him who were fighting desperately, and at the terrifying enemy outside the barrier, he gritted his teeth and blasted his own natural magic into the node in a near-destructive way!
"Damn it! We'll die together!"
Even the young wizards who had previously shown reverence for the pale being were now filled with righteous indignation.
Infected by the atmosphere of "do or die," I temporarily suppressed my twisted thoughts and subconsciously contributed my meager strength.
The power of the entire Silent Forest, regardless of black or white, strong or weak, is united at this moment like never before!
It wasn't for attacking, but to hold back that shadowy vortex, to buy that crucial moment for Heath deep in the canyon!
With this all-out support, the violently trembling vortex of the "Eternal Night Barrier" suddenly stabilized a bit, and the dark maw that was tearing and swallowing the pale torrent became even more solid, even exerting greater pressure on Zhang Tianbei!
"Insects! A bunch of ants! How dare they stop me?!"
Zhang Tianbei was filled with shock and anger.
He could sense that although the combined power of those tiny creatures still couldn't truly threaten him, it was like a swarm of frantic worker ants, holding him back and preventing him from fully confronting the Shadow Lord who had truly stolen his power!
He tried to mobilize more power to destroy this annoying barrier, but Hick's refining speed in the black cocoon was far faster than expected, and the restraint on his power still existed.
Even more deadly is that the wounds inflicted by the nine arrows, which possess the property of "death," are still eroding the structure of the sleeve's domain.
In the midst of this brief stalemate and tug-of-war, deep within a dark canyon, the enormous black cocoon suddenly trembled!
The countless flowing shadow runes on the surface instantly shone brightest, and then, like rivers flowing into the sea, they surged wildly into the cocoon!
Click—
A crack appeared on the cocoon shell.
It is not a breakage, but rather like a ripe fruit naturally blossoming.
An indescribable sense of terror emanated from the crack.
It was no longer simply the annihilation of "death," nor merely the chilling stillness of shadows; rather, it was a fusion of both—
A faint, yet real, "eternal" activity!
A higher level of existence, in a delicate balance—chaos and profundity!
Hick's figure slowly emerged from the blooming black cocoon.
His dragon form seemed even more perfect, with a dark luster flowing over his jet-black scales. Occasionally, a pale flame would flash briefly between the scales before being swallowed by the deeper darkness.
His eyes were like the deepest, eternal night in his left eye, while a faint, pale flame flickered in his right.
He slowly raised one hand, palm facing up.
A new burst of energy gathered and took shape in his palm.
At its core is the ultimate, all-consuming "Death Proclamation" black flame.
But what envelops the black flames is a pale outer shell of flames that is constantly being created and destroyed, flowing with the radiance of creation and vitality!
These two diametrically opposed forces did not simply merge, but rather formed a system centered on "death confession."
"Eternity" is the outer garment, a stable yet dangerous structure!
He successfully refined and mastered a portion of the "eternal" characteristics!
Hick's gaze fell on the ancient face outside the barrier, which was slightly distorted with shock and anger, and a cold, all-controlling smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
"Now, it's my turn."
His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly drowned out all the roar of the battlefield, reaching the ears of every living being and also penetrating the depths of Zhang Tianbei's consciousness.
The next moment, he gently pushed the dangerous ball of energy in his palm forward.
Silently, it merged into the "Eternal Night Barrier".
The entire barrier suddenly lit up, and the shadowy vortex structure on it instantly reorganized and deformed, transforming into thousands of miniature, pitch-black arrows wreathed in pale flames!
Like a swarm of dead bees, poised to pounce!
The arrows pointed directly at the weak points in Zhang Tianbei's power, exposed by the damage to his nodes!
For the first time, an expression of disbelief and astonishment appeared on Zhang Tianbei's ancient face.
He could clearly sense that each of those seemingly tiny arrows contained a strange balance that made His heart tremble.
The outer layer is the familiar, yet distorted and controlled "eternal" activity, while the inside is wrapped in the extremely restrained "death" annihilation!
This structure is practically tailor-made for the complete disintegration of the source!
"Arrogant!"
In a fit of shock and rage, Zhang Tianbei roared as he tried to retract all his tentacles and defend with all his might. At the same time, his pale domain contracted violently, attempting to repair the damaged nodes.
But it was too late!
With a gentle wave of his transformed arm, Sickleon made a striking gesture.
hum!
A barrage of arrows!
There was no deafening shriek, only a subtle yet dense sound of air being torn apart, which seemed to freeze the soul.
Thousands upon thousands of black arrows with white flames pierced through the "Eternal Night Barrier" like a burst dam.
The barrier did not stop them; instead, it seemed to make way for them, becoming illusory the moment the arrows passed through!
The scene was incredibly bizarre: the solid shadow barrier seemed to transform into a transparent phantom, allowing the deadly torrent of death to pass through it, and then instantly returning to its original state.
The torrent of arrows was faster than the limits of thought could capture, and almost the instant it left the barrier, it accurately hit the target!
Puff puff puff puff puff—!
A dense, subtle sound, like raindrops pattering on banana leaves, exploded on Zhang Tianbei's massive body!
Those energy arrows did not cause a massive explosion, but instead exhibited an extremely insidious characteristic:
The outer layer of pale flames first came into contact with and eroded Zhang Tianbei's defenses, prying open the already damaged nodes like a key. Then, the "Death Proclamation" black flames inside burrowed into the core of his energy source like a venomous snake, spreading wildly, ending, and annihilating him!
"Ughhhhhh—!"
Zhang Tianbei let out the most stern and painful roar since the start of the war!
It wasn't physical trauma, but the extreme pain caused by the targeted, poisonous blades relentlessly cutting and disintegrating his very essence. Countless rapidly expanding dark gray spots instantly appeared on his enormous, pale body, like a painting splashed with strong acid. The vitality of those spots was being rapidly stripped away, turning into lifeless ashes that drifted away!
His power and aura plummeted and became chaotic at a visible speed!
The entire pale realm was violently shaken, its light flickering and trembling, as if it were about to collapse at any moment!
Behind the barrier, all the survivors held their breath, watching in disbelief as the once invincible ancient being was rendered so pathetic and groaned in pain by Hick's counterattack.
Mochamo was so excited that he trembled all over and almost knelt down.
The half-elf gaped, nearly dropping his staff.
Monet stared intently at the swarm of arrows raining down on him and at Zhang Tianbei's agonizing struggle, his eyes filled with utter absurd shock.
Hick hovered above the canyon entrance, coldly observing everything. The pale flame in his right eye flickered more and more violently, as if drawing upon the other's pain and power.
He slowly raised his other hand.
More shadows gathered in his palm, and this time, they were no longer arrows, but coalesced into an enormous, dark lance wreathed in pale lightning!
The spearhead was pointed directly at Zhang Tianbei's core face, which was constantly distorting and trying to reconstruct itself!
"Your eternity—" Hick's voice was like a final judgment, "is over."
The dark lance tore through space, carrying the will to end everything, and shot towards Zhang Tianbei, who was no longer able to dodge!
The overwhelming sense of crisis was like ice water poured over Zhang Tianbei's head, instantly drowning out his pain and anger.
He could sense that the shot truly contained the power to completely annihilate that wisp of remnant soul!
"No-!!!"
Amidst the desperate roar, a faint yet incredibly pure and ancient pale light suddenly shone from the core of Zhang Tianbei's massive, pale body and behind his distorted face!
That was no longer Ronker's face, nor even any of the forms Zhang Tianbei had previously revealed, but a—incomplete, ancient rune covered with mysterious cracks!
The moment the rune appeared, an aura completely different from the laws of the wizarding world, carrying both ethereal beauty and sharp martial intent, suddenly erupted!
"You've driven me to this point—you ant, you have every reason to be proud!"
Zhang Tianbei's voice became unusually hoarse, as if every word was burning with his most primal essence: "Immortal Martial Arts True Explanation - Burning Soul Tracing the Dao!"
hum!
The incomplete rune suddenly burst into flames, not pale flames, but a kind of almost transparent Daoist fire that seemed capable of scorching space and time itself!