Chapter 1411: 1409: He Comes from the Abyss

Chapter 1411: Chapter 1409: He Comes from the Abyss

Crack!

A sound of hard rocks being crushed echoed through the air.

The entire left arm of King Star Weed, the tenth Element, was bitten off, not to mention the exaggeratedly large bite mark left on his shoulder.

You see, Weed’s body is made of special meteorite, known for being one of the hardest among the Elements.

Yet, such a meteorite body was crushed by the highly aggressive metallic teeth, which only indicates one thing: every strike from the opponent bore the rule of myths, rendering conventional hardness ineffective against such power.

Following closely, a loud impact resounded through the air…

Weed, his left arm completely bitten off, took a direct punch! His body, like a miniature meteorite, crashed diagonally onto the street.

Before the impact, several iron-like Tentacles pierced through Weed’s rocky skin from within, trying to minimize the shock of the collision.

Even so, a vast amount of ‘Core Fluid’ still seeped from his body.

“Weed!”

The Mythical Celestial Body floating above London has been closely monitoring the situation and sensed Weed’s severe injuries, showing a tendency to descend.

Unexpectedly, Weed’s rather weak voice soon followed:

“Mr. Adelos, everyone is trying their best to maintain the current situation… Since we’ve come this far, please let me continue, I don’t want to affect the progress of the war because of my personal reasons.”

“Your worth is no less than this game. If I foresee that your life is in danger, I will intervene immediately.”

“Alright… I will do my best.

Moreover, the real danger right now isn’t me.”

Weed’s gaze shifted to an area radiating cold light and chilly air.

The focus of the opposing Mythic Body wasn’t on him, but on Aslan, who had caused visible damage before.

Boom!

A heavy machinery body, covered with cables, landed heavily in front of Aslan.

Aslan lay sideways on the ground, his hand covering his stomach as if injured… Of course, this was just a feigned pose, as the wounds bitten open on his abdomen had already been healed by an ancient secret method.

Nevertheless.

Even if he could successfully launch a surprise attack, Aslan couldn’t think of any means to win.

Although he still had one last card up his sleeve, using it now would only buy time without significantly boosting the overall situation.

“When I failed to prevent this Mythic Body’s upgrade process, it had already foretold my defeat… Should I choose to run? If I can’t survive, everything is meaningless.”

Beneath his mask, Aslan’s eyes filled with reluctance… This was not the end he desired.

Meanwhile, the curses from the Causal Program – Melowenjay echoed again:

“You ignorant white pig, how dare you hinder my upgrade! Thanks to you, my reborn body has flaws that would cost great to repair.

I will first take away all your ability to act, then slowly kill every one of your friends.”

His mechanical arm, entwined with tiny cables and bearing mythical power, pointed directly at Aslan.

In Aslan’s mind, a perfect escape plan had already formed, and a breath containing the deep cold of the poles had accumulated in his throat.

With frost beginning to seep through his teeth, just as he was about to release it, a voice intervened:

“Whom do you intend to kill entirely?”

Following that, Aslan’s mouth involuntarily widened due to an external force, and a twisted and bizarre black shadow emerged from within, grasping the incoming attack before it could land!

Clang!

A shockwave rippled outward.

The Mythic Body’s attack was blocked head-on; neither the impact, the clamping, nor the intrusion of cables had any effect.

“It’s really chilly~ Aslan, had I known, I would have emerged from another part…”

As Aslan hastily swallowed the cold air in his mouth and looked up at the black shadow before him,

In an instant, he felt as if he was staring into the Abyss, and it was a wall filled with black nails from an ancient Abyss.

“Green, it’s you!”

Green had never taken such a form during their previous Element Games.

The primal fear startled Aslan so much that he hurriedly backed away, finding it even more dangerous than facing the Mythic Body directly.

“Aslan, I remember you have one move left that you haven’t used yet… It used to hurt me a lot in the game.”

“Wasn’t I waiting for you to come back so I could consider using it?” Aslan didn’t lose in tone, but he retreated as much as possible with his body.

“You have to choose the right moment and target. Don’t get me involved in it.”

The two communicated rapidly in the ancient language of Demon, which did not affect the battle at hand.

Causality Program – Melowenjay stared at the young man who had reappeared, his Machine Eye pupils filled with surprise; when trying to read information through scanning, he only got a bunch of garbled data.

[Reversed Blade]

‘Miss. Lyle’ is not only a legendary weapon tailor-made for Green, but its inner consciousness is also absolutely loyal, trusting, and even ‘in love’ with Green.

Their consciousnesses have merged deeply many times, and each time the degree has deepened.

Now, Green can unleash the full potential of the weapon.

No longer an external appendage, but returned to within the body, perfectly fused with the individual.

The form has transformed;

1. The former Black White suit has turned into a sleeveless, loose overcoat.

2. Countless fine, durable, and compressed to the size of rice grains ‘nails’ are precisely arranged on Green’s body, forming gauntlets (arms in black) and greaves (below the knee in black).

It is such armor that allows Green to catch the opponent’s attack barehanded, the hardness provided by the mythical weapon blocking the mechanical invasion.

Not only that.

3. The ‘holes’ that were distributed all over Green’s body are now concentrated at one point, forming a terrifying abyss opening in the abdomen, and it is this feature that scared Aslan into continuous retreat.

4. From the back of the head extend threads of nerves, resembling ‘braids’, connected at the end to a black long sword with an Eye.

No longer does Green need to swing actively; the long sword can cooperate perfectly with Green according to the combat rhythm.

Causality Program – Melowenjay recognized the youth blocking his view at a glance and asked curiously:

“How did you recover? My causality attack has inflicted enough Soul damage each time, even nearly crushing your consciousness.”

“It’s simple, just eat a few Demons of the Same Tier and I can quickly recover… Because of this battle, the ‘snacks’ I brought are almost gone, which is really a pity.”

At this point, Green slowly clenched his black fists, clearly audible were the sounds of nails rubbing and compressing.

However, before Green could swing his fist,

A fist imbued with mythical power reached in front of him first… striking right at the face.

Crack! A crisp sound spread far and wide.

More than ten pieces of nails, sticking with flesh, scattered and flew around.

Green was not blown away; he stood still, only turning his head 180 degrees.

The area of the face hit by the fist was preemptively covered with black nails, greatly weakening the attack while also stopping the cable invasion.

Crack, crack, crack~ With the sound of his cervical vertebrae, Green turned his head back to its original position, saying excitedly:

“So fast, much faster than before! And the strength and aggressiveness are stronger, really strong! Come… let’s beat each other up!”

Having said that.

Green also swung a heavy punch, and Melowenjay on the opposite side didn’t defend either, catching it confrontationally through the force field formed by his face.

Just like that.

The two were locked in an inseparable ‘mutual beating state’, fighting from one end of the street to the other… destroying all the buildings along the way and creating several irreparable gaps in the nearby space.

“Green, that guy, can actually exchange blows with a Mythic Body!”

Aslan watched the mutual beating scene, clenching his teeth.

Although he was very unwilling in his heart… unwilling about the gap between him and Green, deep down he wished for Green to keep holding on.

Crack! Another Flint stone in his hand was crushed.

Unlike the previous ‘Absolute Zero Spear’, this piece of Flint corresponds to an ordinary pair of white gloves.

The moment he put on the gloves, Aslan’s whole aura changed.

His pupils revealed strange Ice Flames.

“The outcome is decided in this move…”