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Chapter 1150

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Space was mighty!

Any ability related to space could not be underestimated, and the same was true of the spatial rifts created under Stark's hands. Although those ribbons of light were as beautiful as auroras, they were actually very dangerous. Matter had already been annihilated where they appeared, and anything that came into contact with the spatial rifts would be baptized by violent spatial energy. Just as Allen was about to collide with the ribbons of light, he suddenly descended in violation of the laws of physics. When he landed on the ground, it was as if a heavy object had fallen to the ground, causing the ground to sink in.

Stark narrowed his eyes. He quickly judged that Allen weighed at least ten tons. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to change direction so suddenly. However, he didn't know that Allen had used the ability to refine bones at a critical moment, instantly raising the density of his bones to the level of an alloy in order to avoid coming into contact with the spatial rift. Stark ignored him and slid through the crack towards Julian. The meaning was obvious.

Allen took a deep breath and the shadows beneath his feet twisted. He turned Gojoseon upside down and stabbed his saber into the shadows of the ground.

Stark was in midair when he suddenly looked down at the ground. On the ground, flames flashed in his shadow, and a thick dark red explosive flame erupted from his shadow. Stark let out a muffled snort and stretched out his hand to press down. The pressure caused the explosive flames to sink down, as if they had collided with an invisible wall. The flames spread out in all directions, forming a cloud of fire. Above the fire cloud, Stark landed in another direction. As soon as his feet landed on the ground, the aura behind him soared into the sky.

He turned around and saw Allen raising his saber high, leaning forward, and his figure gradually blurred.

Stark suddenly moved to the side.

A thin, imperceptible red line streaked past him, and a few strands of hair were brushed by the red line, breaking and dancing at the same time. Only then did Allen's saber slash appear in front of Stark. A deafening sonic boom rang out, and a wave of air exploded between Allen and the afterimage!

Stark smiled. "You have a trick up your sleeve." He pointed at the spatial rifts that were still lying in midair and waved them behind Allen. A few ribbons of light immediately flashed away. Allen happened to be beside a few knights. His hands and feet slapped or kicked, shaking off the knights on horseback. He also borrowed his strength to move. Just as he flashed away from his original spot, the crack in space had already floated over, and the belt of light slid past a few warhorses.

The horses still did not know what had happened, and one of them even snorted. But in the next moment, their bodies slid down from their original positions, and blood splattered everywhere. In an instant, they scattered into pieces all over the ground.

Allen was still in a state of shock when he suddenly felt a great sense of danger. Stark took advantage of the fact that he was dodging the spatial rift to rush to his side. His fair skin suddenly turned red, and even his body seemed to have grown a circle larger. His aura was overflowing, and the cloak on his body fluttered in the wind like a black cloud. A fist emerged from the dark clouds and smashed into Allen's chest. Allen's pupils shrank, and the dark flames on his Flame Shadow Tyrannical Armor gushed out. The bone armor leaves shattered, and the two Heavenly Flame Light Silk flames were dim and about to extinguish. Allen spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards. The Flame Shadow Tyrannical Armor on his body shattered.

Stark cried out in his heart. He was currently seriously injured, and he only dared to activate the first stage of the Inverse Blood Talent he had absorbed from Duke. In addition, Allen's Flame Shadow Tyrannical Armor was similar to the Ten Saints' Engraved Armor, so Allen was only injured and not killed by this punch. If Stark had been able to use Second Stage Inverse Blood before attacking Tangerio, then this punch would not have been so easy to take.

Allen propped himself up with his saber, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and his chest rising and falling violently. At this moment, every time he breathed, it was as if he was inhaling a ball of flames, and it was extremely uncomfortable. However, Stark's heavy injuries also aroused his ruthlessness. Although he was seriously injured, he was still full of fighting spirit. Not only that, a faint roar sounded from the depths of his will, as if Stark's actions had angered the ancestral will that resided in the depths of Allen's consciousness.

Seeing Woodrick and Allen repeatedly injured, Lucy's expression was extremely ugly. She took out the golden rose and narrowed her eyes at Stark, "You said you wouldn't open that shackle unless you had to. Now is the time, right?"

"Break Lock, open!"

A soft sound like glass shattering rang out from the girl's body. Then, brilliant golden Origin Energy rushed out from her body like a fountain. Even Stark looked at the girl in surprise. He could clearly feel that Lucy's Origin Energy level had broken through all the way. From the initial Level 19, he easily crossed Level 20, and then continued to rise, breaking through several levels in a row until he reached Level 24 before stopping.

"Interesting, using some secret technique to suppress his level, he wants to increase his combat strength at a critical moment? Unfortunately, Level 24 is far from being able to threaten me. "

"Really? Maybe I can't, but it can "Lucy looked at her palm. As her level increased and she crossed the Awakened level, the Golden Rose, which was closely connected to her, also underwent changes. At this moment, every line on the pistol lit up with a golden radiance. In the blink of an eye, it was as if Lucy had caught a golden light in her hand. The golden light was extending and deforming, gradually retracting. After the light dimmed, a firearm that looked like a flintlock appeared in Lucy's hand.

The evolved Golden Rose had a silver and holy spear body, and there were still golden patterns embellished on the butt of the spear. The patterns extended all the way to the muzzle of the spear, looking like the spear was wrapped in golden roses. One could feel the surging Origin Energy aura on the Golden Rose, spreading out in all directions like a tide. Lucy exhaled softly, gripped the Golden Rose tightly, raised her hand, and aimed.

Stark laughed, "Come on, girl. Do you want to shoot me with it? Although it doesn't look simple, I'm sorry, but so far, no gun has been able to hurt me. "

"I have to give it a try." Lucy whispered as her finger began to press down on the trigger. The patterns on the golden rose began to light up, and a large amount of golden light flew up beneath Lucy's feet. The golden light danced and formed a clump of vines. The vines began to stretch upwards, gently wrapping around Lucy. Buds began to emerge from those branches, buds formed buds, and buds slowly stretched out, forming delicate roses.

As the wind blew past, these golden roses trembled slightly. Although they were formed by golden light, they were like real objects.

Stark's smile froze and his expression began to become serious.

A branch gently coiled around the muzzle of the Golden Rose, and a golden rose bloomed on the branch. At this time, Lucy had already pressed the trigger to the bottom. A golden flame sprayed out from the muzzle of the gun, and the golden bullet condensed from Origin Energy was unloaded. When it passed through the illusory golden rose, all the roses bloomed at the same time, bouncing off the branches and scattering the flowers and leaves.

Flowers danced in the sky!

However, in this extremely beautiful scene, there was a bullet flying towards him.

Stark opened his mouth and let out a long howl. With a point of his finger, specks of light gathered in the void, and space trembled, tearing open a crack. As soon as the crack formed, the ribbon of light that was brimming with seven-colored radiance slid towards the bullet. Just as Stark was thinking about making a big fuss, he saw the bullet sink into the ribbon of light and pierce through it from the other side, galloping towards him without slowing down at all!

This is impossible! Stark had no time to think about why the spatial rift had no effect on this seemingly ordinary Origin Energy bullet. He dodged and moved sideways with all his might. His left shoulder was still hit by the bullet, and a streak of purple blood sprayed out from behind his shoulder. He didn't seem to be seriously injured, but Stark looked at Lucy as if he had seen a ghost and screamed, "What's the name of your gun?"

"Why should I tell you?" Lucy asked in return. As the golden light on her body descended, the illusory branches and roses also disappeared.

Stark didn't continue asking. He turned around and left. He flew in the direction of Oliska, and his back looked as miserable as it could be. The evolved Golden Rose possessed the power to break demons. At this moment, Stark could feel a portion of his Origin Energy being blasted away by the bullet as it entered his body. It was a complete disappearance, and in an instant, his Origin Energy dropped by two levels.

One had to know that at his level, it was extremely difficult to advance by one level. Stark had not made any progress in the past fifty years. After killing Duke on Planet Angri with great difficulty, he formed a Heavenly Calamity Circuit and also increased by one level. Not only did he fall back to his original level, he even lost an extra level. If he were to be hit by that strange gun a few more times, wouldn't he be able to destroy his level?

More importantly, the bullet of that gun could not even annihilate the spatial rift. In other words, any barrier or armor would be useless when it hit. If you were hit, you would be injured. If you hit an important part, you would die? Under the muzzle of that gun, the Ten Saint experts were as fragile as ordinary people. Stark already had hidden injuries on his body, and now he was even more unwilling to risk his life.

In any case, Howson had already become the new ruler of the empire. As long as Allen and the others stayed in the empire, there would always be a chance to catch them again. Moreover, Stark had another set up. That was originally better than nothing, but now it seemed that it could be put to good use.

Without hesitation, he left all the way, ignoring the life and death of Hawson's troops. Knight Wade cursed Stark in his heart, but he didn't dare to stay. He was no match for either Woodrick or Allen, even if they both looked injured.

"Retreat!" Wade shouted and was the first to turn his horse around. As soon as he ran, none of the other soldiers were willing to stay. In the blink of an eye, the troops ran clean.

Allen spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at Lucy speechlessly. Who would have thought that he would actually rely on the Golden Rose to reverse the situation today? Otherwise, if Stark let go, even if Allen was willing to leave Julian behind, he might not be able to escape Stark's palm.

"What should we do now?"

When Allen and Woodrick returned to his side, Julian asked in a daze. Allen looked at the imperial capital and shook his head. "I'm afraid Oliska won't be able to go back. I don't know what method Howson used, but it's foreseeable that Oliska has fallen under his control. Even if there is an objection, with that outsider expert here, I'm afraid the objection will be ineffective. "

"General, you may have to rush back to Blazing Castle." Allen added, "The army in the imperial capital should be under Howson's control now, but the team we sent out is still outside. Howson is beyond his reach. You are the commander of the Giant Dragon Army. If you can control that army, then we won't be defeated. "

Woodrick nodded.

PS: No matter what, I did what I said! Today was very exciting and tiring! But the words of a man have to count, right? Ten o'clock! I'll leave it here. I'll leave the rest to you. I'm going to bed, put it down, and sleep until dawn.

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