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Chapter 832: Uppercut! The Frame Freezes!
[Monster: Nightmare Demon Emperor.]
[Level: 180.]
[Race: Ten Thousand Demons Clan.]
[Skills: ???]
[Rank: Monarch-tier.]
[Strength: 1.7 billion.]
[Intelligence: 1.7 billion.]
[Physique: 1.7 billion.]
[Agility: 1.7 billion.]
[Notes: It is the embodiment of nightmares, the ruler of fear, capable of invading everyone's dreams!]
...…
It was evident that the level 180 Nightmare Demon Emperor's four-dimensional attributes were nearly on par with the level 190 Merman Emperor!
This was expected.
Based on combat power assessments, a level 190 Ten Thousand Demons Sovereign could hold its ground against ten level 190 fourth-tier human Professionals without being defeated.
Although this Nightmare Demon Emperor might not match a level 190 fourth-tier powerhouse in sheer combat strength, it was undoubtedly several times stronger than any level 180 human expert.
Meanwhile, inside the dungeon—
The fully awakened Nightmare Demon Emperor glared down at the minuscule human below, who still dared to charge at it. Rage burned within its massive, blood-red eyes.
"A lowly human, as insignificant as an ant!"
"Your only fate is a miserable death!"
Its voice, as if echoing from the abyss, reverberated eerily through the nightmare-like space.
Here, it was the absolute ruler!
It would not tolerate any human challenging its authority!
Boom!!
A muffled roar sounded.
From the pitch-black clouds, an enormous, inky-black tentacle descended. The tentacle was an amorphous mass, covered with countless faces contorted in agony, screaming in terror, composing a symphony of despair.
'Nightmare Touch'!
Any target touched by this would be completely transformed into a nightmare wraith, permanently fusing with its tentacles.
As the Nightmare Demon Emperor entered combat stance, its power surged dramatically!
2.5 billion!
3.2 billion!
5.6 billion!
...…
In just a brief instant, its four-dimensional attributes skyrocketed to 7 billion!
Despite referring to this human as an ant and showing blatant disdain, it had still gone all out from the very beginning.
Arrogant and prideful as it was—
It was not foolish.
There were a total of thirty Zero Number Abyss Towers.
Over the years, countless Demon Emperors and Demon Generals captured and sealed on the battlefield had been imprisoned inside these towers, serving as 'dungeons' for the Demon-Slaying Corps to train against.
It couldn't be helped…
Dungeon resources were severely lacking.
Since ready-made monsters were available, they had to be put to good use.
However, because the Abyss Tower was not a dungeon secret realm, there were no clearance rewards.
The Nightmare Demon Emperor had been imprisoned on the fourth floor.
Other Zero Number Abyss Towers also held powerful level 180 Demon Emperors on their fourth floors, such as the Fear Demon Emperor, the Plague Demon Emperor, and the Dark Thunder Demon Emperor.
All of them were equally formidable beings from the Ten Thousand Demons Clan.
Being confined like this, treated as nothing more than a training tool, filled the Nightmare Demon Emperor with boundless fury.
Yet, it was powerless to change its situation.
A truly bitter fate.
And this human before it, who had cleared the first three floors, was surely no ordinary opponent.
So—
It went all out!
It would make this human a part of itself!
The Nightmare Touch tentacle plummeted from the sky, resembling a colossal pillar striking down from the heavens.
Facing the descending nightmare tentacle, Ling Zhan's gaze remained utterly calm.
The two lightsabers in his hands were both transformed forms of the Thousand Mechanisms Ring.
Crimson Soul-Slaying Sword!
It possessed a talent called 'Twin Blades,' allowing it to split from a single-handed sword into dual blades.
In the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Demons—
A top-tier spirit weapon might barely suffice against a level 170 Demon Emperor.
But against a level 180 Demon Emperor, its damage might not even outpace the enemy's regeneration speed.
In truth, Ling Zhan could have simply transformed it into the Poseidon's Trident or the Death Giant Hammer.
Though only retaining 80% of its original attributes, that would have been more than enough.
So why didn't he?
The reason was simple.
In Ling Zhan's eyes, this Nightmare Demon Emperor was not worthy of making him use a sacred weapon!
Perfect timing.
He could test the effects of the Omni World-Ender Set.
At this moment—
The Nightmare Touch was already upon him.
Ling Zhan did not evade.
Mainly because dodging was useless.
In this Nightmare Demon Emperor's domain, the entire space had been transformed into a nightmare realm.
Its attacks carried an incredibly high-priority causality effect.
No matter how he dodged, he would still be hit.
Only invincibility skills could nullify the attack.
But for someone like Ling Zhan, who thrived on the thrill of battle, there was no way he would use an invincibility skill to escape.
He would face it head-on!
"Ha!"
A gust of white steam burst from his mouth as his arm muscles suddenly swelled!
An overwhelming surge of power exploded from within him!
The full potential of the Omni World-Ender Set was unleashed!
20,000% boost to normal attack damage!
2,000% boost to overall attack power!
And what skills counted as normal attacks?
The answer was simple.
'Uppercut.'
A special skill that benefited from both normal attack damage boosts and skill attack boosts.
Of course…
This wasn't the only skill across all professions that worked this way.
For example, the Gunner's Rising Kick or the Martial Artist's Uppercut Punch followed the same principle.
In that split second—
Under the watchful eyes of all the spectators, Ling Zhan suddenly swung his dual lightsabers in an upward slash!
The sight left everyone utterly dumbfounded!
No one in their wildest dreams could have imagined that the non-specialist who had bulldozed through the first three floors like an unstoppable force would choose to respond to the disaster-like Nightmare Demon Emperor with a simple uppercut!?
However, the next moment shattered their understanding of reality!
Swish!!
No earth-shattering phenomena. No cataclysmic explosions.
As the camera captured Ling Zhan completing his uppercut slash, the massive nightmare tentacle abruptly froze in mid-air.
Meanwhile, Ling Zhan had already landed lightly on the ground. His twin blades dissolved into a shimmering light, transforming back into a seemingly ordinary black ring on his finger.
"Huh? What's going on? Why isn't the Nightmare Demon Emperor moving?"
"That's… strange…"
Watching the screen where the Nightmare Demon Emperor remained completely frozen, if not for Ling Zhan still moving after landing, they would have thought the camera had glitched!
On the chief spectator platform—
The three level 190 generals had their eyes widened in shock, exchanging glances filled with disbelief!
Only Elder Su wore a pleased and satisfied smile.
The youngsters in the audience lacked the keen perception to notice the details.
But for these seasoned veterans who had spent half their lives battling the Ten Thousand Demons Clan, how could they possibly not see it?