Chapter 153
The Battle Against the Seventh Elder
Zhuo Fan calmly and precisely explained his strange plan to everyone, then immediately began carrying it out without hesitation. His voice remained steady, as though every detail had already been calculated beforehand, while anxious and wary glances were exchanged among the group.
After some time passed, the Seventh Elder arrived at the location, and battle erupted instantly. Zhuo Fan, Xie Tianyang, and Ning'er fought together against him, three against one, while Arthur remained hidden within the shadows, silently observing and waiting for the decisive moment.
The battle intensified rapidly and turned into a truly dangerous confrontation.
'Zhuo, you stupid bastard…'
Blue veins bulged fiercely across Arthur's hands as he clenched them violently, his eyes fixed on the battlefield.
At first, the advantage leaned toward Zhuo Fan and the group, but the moment the Seventh Elder drew out his weapon—the Purple Centipede—the situation completely reversed. The weapon pulsed with demonic energy, and with every movement, the suffocating pressure grew heavier.
Then the Seventh Elder began speaking, planting doubt and tearing apart their unity. With his poisonous words, their fighting spirit gradually crumbled. Zhuo Fan's fifth-grade formation collapsed, and in a flash, the Seventh Elder lunged toward Ning'er, gripping her throat tightly with unmistakable delight.
"It's time."
A hidden black shadow moved from behind, without presence or trace. It was swift and silent, like death itself. The shadow raised its hand toward the sky, then brought it down with absolute force and dominance, a small cold smile resting upon its lips.
Arthur swung his sword and severed the Seventh Elder's arm in one clean strike.
The Seventh Elder roared furiously:
"You damned bastard!"
Arthur sighed calmly while holding the severed arm that had been choking Ning'er, then tossed it aside and gently lowered her to the ground.
The Seventh Elder growled as he clutched his bleeding shoulder in pain.
"Don't you feel ashamed of such a despicable act, you demonic bastard? Attacking someone from behind… cowardice!"
A mocking smile spread across Arthur's face before he burst into laughter.
"Ashamed? You old bastard, didn't you say earlier that shame has no place in the world of demonic practitioners?"
Arthur returned his sword to his waist, then slightly lowered his stance and tightly gripped the hilt.
"Sword Edge."
Magical energy surged violently around his body, forming a transparent circle that expanded from him toward the Seventh Elder.
'Damn… my body is still too weak to use Sword Edge with five circles or more.'
At that moment, the Seventh Elder felt genuine fear. The fear of death coming from a black-haired youth with one dark eye, surrounded by a sinister aura that made him resemble a grim reaper preparing to raise his scythe.
"It seems I underestimated you simply because you're young, but—"
He never finished.
A violet aura exploded around his body, and a demonic smile appeared on his face. Both Arthur and Zhuo Fan immediately sensed overwhelming danger.
'It's a detonation technique… he's trying to—'
"Damn it! Run! He's trying to blow everyone up!"
Zhuo Fan shouted as he leapt backward with Xie Tianyang. Arthur attempted to move, but something wrapped around his leg.
He looked downward.
It was the Purple Centipede.
'Damn it… damn it!'
He glanced to his left and saw Ning'er lying on the ground.
'Should I do it…? No, not now.'
Arthur returned his sword to the bracelet and lifted Ning'er into his arms.
She spoke weakly:
"Big brother… where is everyone?"
He smiled gently at her.
"Don't worry… they're—"
He stopped mid-sentence. The Seventh Elder's energy was swelling to a horrifying level.
"Go."
Arthur threw Ning'er backward with carefully measured force toward the area where Zhuo Fan and the others had retreated.
The Seventh Elder roared:
"This is the end, boy! Prepare to die!"
But suddenly… the violet sphere the Seventh Elder had gathered began shrinking before completely collapsing. He fell to the ground before Arthur, utterly stunned.
"What did you do?! What did you do?!"
At that moment, a thin red thread moved around Arthur's body.
'It seems Zhuo Fan's pills are truly useful.'
A dark crimson blood child sat upon Arthur's shoulder, its color tinged faintly with gold, a sinister smile spread across its face.
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Some time earlier—
After obtaining the diamond sands, Arthur secretly began evolving Wrath. He merged only around 25% of the sands, and that alone was enough to raise Wrath to an entirely new level.
He also found suitable materials for crafting Presence Concealment Pills within the Heavenly Store. He purchased the materials, placed them into the crafting window, and the technique began operating automatically until a complete bottle of pills was formed.
As Wrath evolved, Arthur's energy gradually rose as well.
'Hide your presence.'
Wrath's presence vanished completely, leaving behind only a faint thread that could only be noticed by experts at the Seventh Elder's level or higher.
Arthur merged the concealment pill into Wrath's inner essence.
| Fusion successful. No one will be able to find Wrath now, but be warned: using this plan again in the future will require your willingness to sacrifice Wrath. Its level is still low, and excessive use will cause it to shatter. Evolve Wrath further to unlock new possibilities. |
Arthur smiled quietly as he calmly absorbed the information.
And now—
The Seventh Elder continued screaming in rage and pain.
"What did you do?! What did you do?!"
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