Since the duration of Ma Sun's existence was the same as the duration of Mo Yao's Spiritual Pivot, and he was a combat-type summon, Feng Bujue naturally chose him to be the bearer of the Spiritual Pivot.
As 15% of the Spiritual Energy was depleted, the shadow of a general appeared behind Brother Jue.
Suddenly, the wind blew, and a heroic spirit appeared.
Ma Sun's face was like gold and jade, and his eyes were like stars. He had a wolf's waist and ape's arms, and a tiger's back and a dragon's back. He wore a purple-gold three-pointed helmet on his head, and a purple-gold chain armor on his body. On his shoulder, a red brocade was like a blazing sun, slowly rising with spiritual energy.
Just as he was summoned, Feng Bujue waved the Spiritual Pivot in his hand …
Suddenly, a shocking cloud of death rushed out from the Spiritual Pivot and enveloped Ma Sun, who only had half of his body left.
A few seconds later, Ma Sun roared angrily, his voice like thunder. "Ha!"
The power of the dead exploded and spread out like a gust of wind.
Suddenly, the battlefield was filled with sand and stones.
When Ma Sun's figure reappeared, it seemed to have grown by thirty percent. Black death energy and golden spirit energy intertwined around its body … These two completely different types of energy had merged into one and complemented each other, allowing this summoned creature to obtain a terrifying battle strength.
"Hey! Brother Vishnu. "Feng Bujue turned around and shouted at Vishnu, who was far away on the battlefield.
"Hmm? Are you calling me? " Vishnu turned back to answer. By then, the pressure on his side had lessened a lot. With the help of 23, Sharp Wind, and Matcha Cookie, the Four Heavenly Kings were out of danger. On the other hand, the Anomalies from Origin could only take a beating.
"Excuse me, can you lend me your glaive?" Feng Bujue asked.
"Ah? Oh … "Vishnu answered hesitantly. Then he turned a piece of bronze into the shape of a glaive and controlled it to fly toward Feng Bujue.
One minute later, Vishnu realized that … Feng Bujue had probably watched many videos of the competition, and that was how he knew that he could create any kind of cold weapon.
"Thank you," Feng Bujue caught the glaive with one hand and said softly, "Ma Sun!"
"Oh!" Ma Sun replied in a low voice. He understood Feng Bujue's intention. He raised his arms and a glaive appeared in his hands.
One man and one spirit, one in front and one behind, stood with the glaive in their hands, looking majestic.
In terms of presence alone, they were no weaker than Lu Te.
Lute looked at Brother Jue and used a mocking tone to ask, "So, your cosplay is complete?"
"Humph … I just took out this glaive to match Ma Sun's moves." As Feng Bujue answered, he adjusted his messy hairstyle, leaving only a small tuft of hair at the back of his head standing up. "No matter how I look at it, I don't think I'm acting as anyone. There's no Tai Chi pattern carved on my guandao, right?"
"You call this not cosplaying … Um … Forget it." Lu Te wanted to say something but stopped. She quickly calmed herself down and replied with a calm expression, "I won't be provoked by your incongruous words and pretentious arrogance …"
"Oh … So you don't want to complain …" Feng Bujue said. "Haha … Whatever."
As soon as he finished his words, the man and spirit moved together.
Feng Bujue dragged his saber and leaped into the air.
Lu Te was not afraid of his glaive even if it came down on her head, but … Brother Jue had Ma Sun behind him.
From a direct perspective, Ma Sun's saber was overflowing with the power of the dead, and the momentum of the saber was like a waterfall. From a data perspective, the intensity of the data flow carried by the saber was no less than that of Lute's Snap Light Explosion.
Although Lu Te did not want to show weakness in front of a mere player, she had to make evasive movements.
Suddenly, the butterfly shadow turned into an ethereal shadow and flashed to the side to the rear.
Feng Bujue landed on the ground with a glaive. The glaive was released, cutting the street, the building, and even the air in front of him in half.
The power to split the mountain and the sea was just the simplest and most direct hit. It was not a skill.
Snap! A finger snapped.
Lu Te dodged the glaive and immediately counterattacked.
The white beam of light rose again, but this kind of attack obviously could not hit Brother Jue. At least before his Life Points dropped to 2%, he could repeatedly use Body Enhancement Spell (Modified) to dodge.
"Hmm … The general power is now clear." As Feng Bujue dodged his opponent's attack, he said calmly, "Then … the warm-up is over." His first slash was to test how strong Ma Sun was under the buff of the Demonic Spiritual Pivot. He wanted to use it to calibrate the Zero Time Difference Calculation and control it properly.
"Don't be too arrogant!" Lu Te shouted angrily. She flapped her butterfly wings and created a gust of wind.
Feng Bujue stepped forward and spun.
In the blink of an eye, the two were only three meters away.
Feng Bujue suddenly stood in the air. He swung his glaive forward and created many illusions. "Chinese Slash Dance!"
Ma Sun followed closely behind him like a shadow, using the same style to pull up mountains and rivers.
Lu Te saw that her butterfly wings could not stop her opponent. She immediately changed her tactic. The metal liquid around her body peeled off layer by layer like flower petals. Hundreds of metal threads flew toward the glaive. Every time the metal collided with the glaive, it created a small explosion of light.
Boom boom boom … The sound of explosions was dense.
Feng Bujue's position was not affected because his attack was only on the surface. Ma Sun was the real attacker. Ma Sun and her weapon were originally spiritual. The giant glaive would not be damaged. Even if it was temporarily corroded by the explosion, it could be repaired with the death aura in an instant.
No matter how fast Lu Te's self-healing speed was, it was no match for the endless Death Qi. In this high-speed and intense confrontation, she was clearly at a disadvantage.
"What the … Is that guy's summon level S? Isn't this even more powerful than King of Shadows' Blood Golem? "Vishnu looked at the battle in the distance, which was filled with loud explosions. He couldn't help but exclaim.
"Speaking of which … the one by the name of Lu Te is already in her second form, right?" Shiva said. "Based on this, it is possible that Brother Feng can destroy her last two forms in one go …"
…
On the other side, Xiao Tan had already carried Red Iron and Phantom Dawn.
Even though Wang Tanzhi was 1.8 meters tall, carrying two people at the same time was quite difficult. Phantom Dawn was one thing. He was 1.69 meters tall and was at most the size of a high schooler. However, Red Iron was tall and muscular. It took quite a bit of effort to carry him.
Thankfully, Xiao Tan was now a level 35 player. His basic strength and speed were much higher than normal, or else this would have been difficult.
It did not take long for Xiao Tan to reach several streets away. After leaving Lu Te's line of sight, they should be temporarily safe.
Xiao Tan found a broken wall and dropped the two on the ground. Without saying a word, he took out the potion that Feng Bujue had given him from his inventory and shoved it into Red Iron's mouth.
After Red Tie swallowed the SCP-500, the white light of data streams flashed in his eyes. A few seconds later, he suddenly sat up and quickly looked around. Then, he hurriedly grabbed some feces from the ground and the broken wall beside him and smeared them all over his body …
"Phew … You've been a great help." After Red Iron's wounds were covered by the substance, they started to wiggle strangely. However, from his expression, this was a good thing. "By the way … you have to wake the kid up!" He turned to look at Phantom Dawn on the ground.
"I only have one potion," Xiao Tan replied.
"I don't need any item to wake him up," Red Iron answered as he hurried toward Phantom Dawn.
"Erm … His condition does not appear to be a normal coma." Xiao Tan reminded him. This was not his professional opinion as a doctor; it was just a simple speculation. If Phantom Dawn had merely been knocked unconscious, he would have woken up with the stimulation of sound, light, or movement.
"Ah, I know," Red Iron said as he knelt down on one knee. He reached his hand behind Phantom Dawn's neck and lifted his head.
"Hey … what are you doing?" Xiao Tan had a very bad thought appear in his mind. "If you want to do CPR, I suggest you lay him flat … If you want to use the method from a fairytale, I have to give you a piece of advice …"
Kacha!
There was a strange sound, and Red Iron used his hand to pull something out from behind Phantom Dawn's neck.
The shape of that thing looked like a spine with an insect's foot. It was made of a silver metal, similar to the material of Lute's body in his previous form. One could see that when Red Tie pulled the spine out from behind Phantom Xiao's neck, there were several trails of blood that came out.
"What were you trying to say?" Red Iron tossed the spine to the ground, and it soon dissolved into liquid.
"Erm … It's nothing," Xiao Tan replied awkwardly.
Phantom Dawn, who was lying on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes. Then he started to gasp for air like he was having an asthma attack. His expression was one of pain.
"Don't worry." Red Iron raised his hand to tell Xiao Tan not to worry. "He's just getting used to his organs."
Xiao Tan heard that and thought about it for two seconds. "You mean … the thing that you pulled out was an extracorporeal circulation device?"
"Yes, something like that," Red Iron said.
"Urgh …" Phantom Dawn leaned against the wall to retch, but other than stomach acid, he could not vomit anything. "Ha … Ha …" He caught his breath and cursed. "B * stard … Ha … Ha …" Fighting spirit soon appeared on his face. "I was too careless earlier. I should have used my strongest form to fight …"
"Hey, kid, to prevent any unnecessary misunderstanding, let me introduce myself …" Red Iron quickly opened his mouth. He wanted to explain the position of the three Anomalies from Organization Z to Phantom Dawn so that he would not attack before he understood the situation.
"K1 Red Iron." To his surprise, Phantom Dawn interrupted him. "You, R2 Sharp Wind, and X-23 are all Anomalies that oppose Lu Te. And I know everything that happened before. " He paused and swallowed. "I was conscious the whole time. I just couldn't move."
"Since there are no more problems here, then …" Xiao Tan said as he pulled out his blades and turned to leave. "Forgive me for not accompanying you …"
Before he finished speaking, his figure had already flashed several meters away.
"Hah … He is more reliable than he looks." Red Iron laughed. "Let's go."
Crackle crackle!
"Ah …" Phantom Dawn cracked his knuckles. "I still have a debt to settle with Lu Te …"
…
Back to the battle … In these few minutes, Feng Bujue continued to press his advantage, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became.
Relying on the power of Ma Sun, Brother Jue forced Lu Te back again and again. Lu Te could only defend himself.
"Golden Chinese Slashing Dance!"
The ultimate skill was unleashed, and the sky was filled with golden shadows.
Under the dazzling glow of the blade, Lu Te showed signs of dying.
"It's actually this strong …" On Lute's tactical analysis interface, her chances of survival were constantly decreasing. Obviously, the effects of the Legendary item [Demonic Soul Pivot] had exceeded her expectations.
"Good … One more 'Blade Illusion' to force out the first form …" Feng Bujue had seen through his opponent's weakness. Instantly, his murderous intent increased, and he charged forward again.
Feng Bujue knew that no matter how big of an advantage he had, once the five minutes were up, it would disappear. Lu Te knew this' time limit 'very well, so she would try her best to survive this period of time.
The fierce battle between the two of them was definitely not only on the level of combat, but also on the level of psychology. Facing an opponent who was far better at collecting information than he was, Feng Bujue had to consider more.
"Blade Illusion!" Feng Bujue found an opening and stabbed with his blade.
Ma Sun's giant blade followed suit. At the same time, the golden shadows of more than ten weapons appeared in midair, and they rushed toward Lu Te like a forest of blades.
"You want to see my first form that much? Then, I will grant you your wish!" Lu Te had reached a point where she could not escape. She had no choice but to die together with Ma Sun. Ignoring the damage to herself, she faced the blade and summoned a powerful pillar of white light under her.
BOOM!
The white light appeared and pierced through the clouds.
The energy went wild and swept through the area.
The violent energy spread, and a circular shockwave spread in all directions. The impact of this attack was in no way inferior to the formation of the Explosive Sound Tunnel.
But this time … the players were prepared. After all, they saw the pillar of light first before they were affected by the shockwave, so they had one to two seconds to react. Therefore, the four players from Brahman, Phantom Dawn, Xiao Tan, Matcha Cookie, and the three members from Z Syndicate all used some defensive measures. In the end, no one was injured or blown away by the shockwave.
Feng Bujue, who was closest to the explosion of light …
"So, I've lost twenty-one percent …" He looked at his Life Points and said, "Hmm … That's still within an acceptable range."
Feng Bujue had retreated into the air, and with the help of Void Walk, he stood in the air. In that split second, Ma Sun's spirit had stood before Brother Jue to face the powerful explosion of light.
Of course, even if that did not happen, the summoning skill's duration was almost up. Thus, it was hard to say whether the strengthened Ma Sun had been destroyed by the explosion of light, or if he had disappeared due to the time limit while resisting the explosion of light.
"This future …" Lu Te's voice came from the gradually dissipating smoke and dust. "It's a mess …"
Under the moonlight, her beautiful face was slowly revealed.
Her first form was a pure human form. There were no wings, no strange limbs, and her body was no different from a normal human. She was made of flesh and blood, and she was wearing a gray shirt and pants. She looked the same as her fifteenth form, but … in her first form, Lu Te had a face that was as beautiful as a goddess.
Her face seemed to have some kind of magical power that made people want to stare at her, but after a few seconds, they would find it hard to look at her directly and take the initiative to look away. This kind of beauty transcends gender, race, and even the common sense of aesthetics … Just like the Nether King of the Nether Abyss's "Halo of Fear," Lute's face seemed to be forcibly instilling a "beautiful" mental signal to other conscious individuals.
This was a kind of beauty that was indescribable and surreal. No matter who was compared to her, they could not be compared to her. Even an idol like Xu Huai Shang was just a flawed 3D woman before Lu Te in her first form … She was not even worth mentioning.
Perhaps it was due to the interference of the system, but the players in the livestream area were unable to sense this change. For the audience outside the scenario, this was just a pretty face, no different from the cover girls of 3D games.
"But …" Lu Te smiled, and this smile made the moon pale in comparison. She continued, "It is indeed very interesting."
By then, the Origin Anomalies that followed Lu Te into this scenario had all died in battle. None of them survived.
The first form of ROOT was the players' last opponent. Once they defeated her, everything would return to normal. Those who were dead could be transported away as white light, and those who were alive could leave this place as normal.
"Don't be fooled by her appearance …" 23 warned Feng Bujue seriously. "All the previous forms combined … are not as scary as this."
"How is it scary?" Lu Te asked with a smile.
In that instant, she had already appeared in front of Number 23.
23's pupils dilated, and the color drained from her face. An indescribable force made her lose her ability to move.
Before she finished speaking, Lu Te's hand had already touched 23's chin. She gently lifted 23's face and looked at her closely. "How can such a perfect face be associated with terror?"
"Lan …" Leng Feng was closest to her, and he quickly attacked.
Lu Te smiled and raised her free hand to flick her finger at Leng Feng's direction.
The next second, the attack from Rankyaku was torn apart by an invisible and silent force. That huge force didn't dissipate even after the move was broken. It silently cut off Sharp Wind's right leg and destroyed a building behind him … …
"Are you blind? 23. " Lu Te continued to tell 23. "Since you can't see … then you don't need this pair of eyes anymore …"
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