What was the most important thing in a battle? Was it hot-bloodedness? Was it bravery? Was it perseverance?
No, neither was it.
Luo Ya felt that the most important thing in a battle between Transcendents was calmness.
The timing of the attack, the degree of power needed, the target's trump card, and the possible price to bear — everything needed to be measured in advance.
From all these perspectives, Roy Akat, the ancestor from hundreds of years ago, was the most powerful opponent Luo Ya had encountered so far.
Since awakening his bloodline, Luo Ya had never felt that he could lose to someone of the same level, but there was no doubt that Roy was an exception. The two of them had their own advantages in different fields.
Unlike Luo Ya, who had spent his life to reach source-level level 3, the beautiful ancestor in front of him was a true source-level level 3. His understanding of his curses and bloodline was also at source-level level 3, and his application was far stronger than Luo Ya's. The evidence was the Golden Crown Fragment that strengthened the ancient gods, which was a skill that Luo Ya had yet to master.
But in comparison, Luo Ya also had his own advantages, and that was the strength of the Gulan Daer and Pei Tela.
Whether it was the King of Giants or the Earth Mother, their strength was obviously higher than that of the ancient gods opposite them. Even after being strengthened by Roy, the two sides were only evenly matched, so the outcome of this battle was destined to be Luo Ya's side from the beginning.
The black-haired boy stared at the ancestor, who looked even more beautiful under the reflection of the flames. That delicate beauty made it difficult to distinguish between a man and a woman in the night, and it had a unique neutral temperament. Unfortunately, Luo Ya did not have time to appreciate the ancestor's magnificent beauty now, so he focused his gaze on the raging flames on his shoulder.
The moment the boy saw the flames attached to Luo Ya's body, he understood that the ancestor in front of him actually had three ancient gods following him, but the third one had not fully appeared yet. Instead, he cooperated with him to use the flames to fight Luo Ya.
There was no doubt that this was abnormal.
The full combat strength of the ancient gods was worlds apart from the current half-baked situation. In fact, these flames could not completely offset the frost of the Frozen Soil Maker. In the previous intense collision, Luo Ya had turned the other party into an ice sculpture more than once, but every time he killed Roy, he would be reborn like the Mystic Wolf in the sky.
Immortal body.
When this phrase appeared in Luo Ya's mind, he was close to despair, but soon reason prevailed.
There was no such thing as immortality in this world. This kind of power that defied common sense must be accompanied by harsh conditions and costs. This was Xi Ya's iron law.
There must be something that he had overlooked, and that was the key to victory.
With that in mind, the black-haired young man carried out a large number of experiments. After defeating his opponent several times, he had a complete train of thought.
Why is Roy willing to take a beating and not release this ancient god of fire? If it is to resist Luo Ya's frost, it is completely putting the cart before the horse. According to the nature of this resurrection, there is no doubt that it comes from the ability of that phantom beast. So what is the use of this flame?
Stretching out his palm to release the frost to block the huge flame fist, Luo Ya looked at the ancestor below again, and a flash of realization appeared in his eyes.
It's the shadow.
The role of the flame is just a cover. What Roy really needs is a light source. This is the condition for his infinite resurrection and the reason why he did not let the ancient god of fire appear and leave.
[Countdown to Skill: 19, 18, 17 …]
"There's only one strike left."
Feeling his vitality, the black-haired boy muttered to himself.
After more than ten seconds, Luo Ya would fall back to level 4 of the source-rank and enter an extremely weak state. At that time, even with the protection of two ancient gods, he would almost certainly die.
The only way to survive is to win!
Luo Ya's golden eyes lit up as if they were ignited at this moment. In the silent silence, the most powerful attack so far arrived in this secret realm.
When he stretched out his hands, the entire space seemed to be controlled by the gods. It quickly became hazy in the vibrations, and the collision of the frost and the air created a white mist that spread like an explosion and then circled around the two of them.
The white mist above the plain was like a tornado, and the huge momentum and terrifying spell fluctuations attracted the attention of all the gods. The angel in the sky stopped the entanglement of the spell, and the phantom beast landed on the ground again. The Mother Earth straightened up and looked anxiously, and the huge skeleton could not help but turn its head. All the strong people present understood that the real battle was about to decide the winner.
Under the cover of frost, the black-haired boy's hands faced each other, and the waves of disaster converged into a frost-like heart in his palm.
[Heart of Frozen Earth]
This was the product of Luo Ya's year of using the attributes of the Frozen Earth Creator's Crown Stone to the extreme. The resplendent heart was like a work of art, but the small creation represented the Eternal Frozen Earth Calamity.
The moment it appeared, Roy, who was wrapped in flames, suddenly stopped. The shadow person looked down at his chest with a stiff expression. In front of him, Luo Ya's palm also grasped the light, and then suddenly clenched it.
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