Chapter 1858: 1855: United Combat

Chapter 1858: Chapter 1855: United Combat

High-ranking incarnations like this, placed among the foremost, not only bear greater burdens but also cause considerable influence to the borrowers.

Even now, Han Dong has reached Myth.

Compared to the complete God Falling before, now it’s merely borrowing the divine pattern, and through the Faceless One’s insights, conducting a “Deep Imitation”… still affected at the level of thoughts.

“Black People” bring a soul-penetrating negative attitude.

This even severely impacts Han Dong’s combat style,

though the completely sublimated “Black Art” is highly aggressive, the various Magic Attacks unleashed by Han Dong seem somewhat perfunctory.

It’s not quite like striving for victory, only forcing the opponent back.

Whenever the Bank Clerk retreats or maintains a distance,

Han Dong’s attack frequency noticeably drops, possibly due to the Demon Sword’s distance limitation, but mainly because Han Dong is reluctant to pursue.

When Eugenes returns to the battlefield in “Demonic Canon Stance”,

the Black Han Dong merely slightly widens his eyes, returning to normal expression after a second.

“Oh~ Does Eugenes still have this trick? Sigh~ With this, we should be able to force the opponent back, I can exert less force too.

The load that [Dyed Black] brings to the whole body is really heavy~

If not for completing the collection of the “Bone True Text” within the Temple, and absorbing the bone mucus accumulated by the natives over years, my body shouldn’t hold on for too long.

Let’s quickly end this, I want to leave here, sigh~ there’s no point in continuing this fight.

Even if we exhaust all energy, we certainly can’t kill this guy. Once dragged until the Matchstick Man comes to assist, everyone will die here.”

Although unwilling to fight, thoughts extremely negative.

Yet Han Dong clearly realizes that dragging on is not an option… Otherwise, life is in peril.

He has no choice but to actively contact Eugenes.

At the moment Han Dong establishes the transmission channel and dives into Eugenes’ thought consciousness, there’s unexpectedly a gnawing sensation… the brain faintly aches,

clearly feeling Eugenes’ incredibly chaotic thought state.

It’s like digging into an oral space full of teeth, privately communicating with the deeply buried Eugene.

“Hey~ Eugenes, can you hear me?”

“I can…” He replied rather reluctantly.

“Use all means in the shortest time possible, try to force this guy away… If we drag on longer, we won’t hold together. Once the Matchstick Man below catches up, we will certainly die.”

“Hmm.”

Words just settled.

Han Dong recalls the “Truth Demon Sword” swimming in the darkness, gripping it personally.

Thanks to the growth and adaptability of the Demon Sword,

it aligns with the owner’s current state, winding around strands of dark matter, presenting a ‘self-dyed-black’ state.

(The Demon Sword itself has absorbed quite a growth during its long time with Han Dong, especially when Han Dong uses “Borrowing God”, it always absorbs some traits, including previous “Baron Sabbath” and “Night Roar”.)

Switching from mental control to personal handholding,

this indeed increases power, but has a tremendous flaw.

Mental control can grant the Demon Sword extremely fast Attack Speed, and long-range shooting, while also hiding in darkness to deliver unprepared strikes.

Even with this,

facing the superhuman Bank Clerk has never scored a hit once.

Now changing to swing it with an incarnation of all lowest bodily attributes, how to hit?

However, Han Dong doesn’t intend to ‘hit the target himself’, rather casting a question into void space.

“Pope, can you let me hit that guy?”

No answer was given at first, waited awhile for the response: “Probably can…”

“Then I’m relying on you.”

Words just settled.

Han Dong dissolves himself into the “Black Land”.

The current domain spread reaches kilometers, within domain range, Han Dong can disassemble himself into ‘ink form’ and manifest in any area.

Of course, such transfer is equally slow, requires ‘disassembly’ and ‘reorganization’, impossible to threaten the Bank Clerk.

Gurgling sounds~

Han Dong re-emerges in a location opposite Eugenes, sandwiching the target in between.

“Eugenes, go!”

When the two simultaneously sandwich the Bank Clerk,

the opponent entirely disregarded Han Dong, gaze locked on Eugenes throughout.

One reason being the bills were eaten,

another he clearly knowing to kill Han Dong in such a ‘black state’ completely requires considerable effort and time, better to quickly kill such ‘entity’ like Eugenes first.

Moreover, in his view, Han Dong’s ‘speed’ poses no threat.

Buzzz!

When both attack from two sides,

the Bank Clerk directly incarnates into a golden flash, steps ahead to Eugenes.

“To generate such big change, even forcibly exceeding Myth, is it because of this book?”

Locked onto the Demon Book on Eugenes’ chest, regarded as a weak point, punches out.

Here’s a detail,

The “Scripture of the Corpse Eating Cult” is inlaid on the chest, but covered by a layer of leather book cover… a strange black long-haired cover, possessing certain geometric structure.

When fist contacted the Demon Book, the strike felt strangely distinct,

neither as hitting a book, nor like hitting a person…

as if striking a mountain’s surface,

This isn’t an ordinary mountain, but equals Antarctic size, wriggling like a living thing, once as the Elder Race City’s “Black Flesh Mountain”.

Boom!

Layer upon layer of shockwaves spread outwards, even causing the ground to crack in a circular pattern and sink.

Such a massive and forceful strike, yet Eugene merely flew back more than twenty meters, immediately steadying himself by biting the ground with a mouth that extended from his toes.

Successfully withstanding the attack head-on.

Next.

Eugene’s body underwent further transformation.

The book cover formed from the Black Flesh Mountain quickly extended outwards, transforming into a kind of “full-body armor.”

Equivalent to a layer of black muscle covering the entire body, making Eugene appear even stronger… With no fear at all, mouths all over his body rubbed frantically, rushing towards the Bank Clerk at maximum speed.

A hand-to-hand combat beyond the mythological level officially began.

However, the Bank Clerk’s strength, speed, and reflexes were all superior…

Bang bang bang! Seven consecutive punches.

All hit Eugene’s abdomen, leaving seven deeply embedded fist marks clearly visible, with each punch causing a strong shockwave behind him.

Once again, he was sent flying into the air.

The onslaught did not stop, a golden flash followed, executing a high-difficulty spinning kick in mid-air.

A heavy kick landed on Eugene’s abdomen, altering his backward trajectory, slamming him missile-like into the ground…

Boom!

The frozen continent trembled.

The impact point formed a multi-tiered circular crater nearly a kilometer wide.

The Bank Clerk did not pursue further, instead landing nearby, frowning… drip, drip!

Bright red blood dripped from his fist.

Incredibly, there were slight bite marks on the surface of his fist,

and the shoe giving the kick also had a large piece of the sole’s rubber bitten off.

With a flash of golden light, the wounds immediately healed.

The Bank Clerk frowned and said, “The attack could actually reach this level?”

At this time, Han Dong, as the “Black Land Man,” happened to arrive from behind, fully wielding the Demon Sword… but such a sword-swinging speed was truly laughable here.

The Clerk didn’t even need to divert his attention, easily dodging.

He was now only concerned with one thing: how long it would take to kill Eugene.

Crack!

A black muscle-covered arm slowly pushed the body up from the depths of the pit’s center.

The muscle layer formed by the Meat Mountain was evidently damaged but still tightly enveloped around Eugene.

“Truly resilient… this information must be brought back to B.B.C.”

The Bank Clerk adjusted his posture, flashing to Eugene’s front again.

This time targeting the [head].

First a rising punch landed on the chin…

Boom!

As the shockwave spread in the air, Eugene was vertically launched, his neck even fully stretched out.

“Your neck should be able to be torn off.”

The golden edge on the surface of the right shoe deepened.

With a forceful rotation, delivering a highly completed high sweep… the shoe’s instep precisely hitting Eugene’s temple.

Boom! The ground cracked again.

Eugene’s neck, already elongated vertically, suffered further lateral pulling… crackling~ the black muscle covering and neck were torn open together.

Such a powerful attack also caused complete cerebral function paralysis.

But…

As a perfect biological instinct of the Shoggoth, Eugene executed a retaliatory attack.

Crack!

A large, tearing mouth grew out from beside his face, biting the Bank Clerk’s shoe tightly.

At the same time, with the neck seemingly about to be torn off,

a large number of teeth grew between the wounds, forcibly maintaining the integrity of the neck by biting the fracture, forming a stalemate state…

Due to the shoe being bitten,

the Bank Clerk surprisingly couldn’t withdraw his right foot for a moment.

It was as if he had kicked into the Meat Mountain, deeply trapped within.

At the same moment.

Buzz!

Something sliced from behind.

Even with his right foot bitten, the Bank Clerk managed to make a dodging maneuver, relying on his left foot alone to sidestep.

A sword sliced through space, failing to hit the target.

But…

The sidestepped Bank Clerk looked perplexed.

“Who are you?”

The one who delivered the sword was not Han Dong, but a starry-sky youth wielding the “Cosmic Light Sword.”

Without waiting for the Clerk to react,

black substance was already spilling from the spatial crack slashed by the light sword.

A “Truth Demon Sword” completely dyed black.

Even though the Bank Clerk reacted in the shortest time… but with his right leg bitten, the range of movement was limited, and even stepping back one step wasn’t enough to escape the attack range.

Crack!

The Demon Sword slashed down, cutting into the golden edge.