Chapter 86: My Moment to Shine (Thanks to Lonely Wanderer of the Southern Alley for the generous reward of 10,000 book coins!)
Wu Chen was enveloped in a bloody haze, struggling desperately! The fact that his opponent broke through his annihilation suppression wasn’t frightening in itself; what was terrifying was how quickly the other had stolen and mastered his skill—calling this “defying the heavens” was no longer enough; this was pure monstrosity!
Chen Mo drew his longbow, mocking, “Perfect—let’s use you for archery practice!”
Power Shot!
The bard’s basic arrows flew one after another from Chen Mo’s hands, treating Wu Chen like a mere target, riddling him through as if he were a sieve!
Wu Chen tried to resist and escape, but was blasted away by a compression spell that had already been cast in advance!
This was no ordinary spell from the Little Prince’s ID; it was magic fueled by nearly two hundred points of spiritual power! Every magical particle was meticulously arranged, making it at least five times stronger than a standard fireball. With compression and stacking, a single fireball’s damage soared to a thousand points!
Even more terrifying, with Chen Mo’s hundred points of meditation, the fireball spell—usually requiring ten seconds per cast—became a Gatling gun in his hands!
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat!
Spell after spell!
Arrow after arrow, each one a powerful shot!
Physical attack! Triple critical damage at three hundred percent!
Fireballs stacked! Explosive flames detonated!
Aaaaah!
A series of blood-curdling screams echoed; Wu Chen’s annihilation-enchanted body could not withstand such a bombardment. He bitterly regretted not killing Chen Mo back at school—then, Chen Mo had held back for the sake of classmates and instructors, unwilling to reveal himself. If Wu Chen had struck swiftly and unexpectedly, Chen Mo would have died without a doubt!
How could Wu Chen have imagined that such a cunning man existed in this world!
One month at school, burdened with the disgrace of being dead last in the rankings—how deep must one’s scheming go, how heavy must one’s ambition be, to endure such humiliation and plan such things!
Wu Chen shuddered at the memory of having gripped Chen Mo’s throat while Chen Mo feigned fear and cried for help—was this man an actor? Why not go into acting? Surely the Oscar would be his!
Wu Chen nearly wept. Who is truly the monster here—me, or you?
Swoosh—
Chen Mo appeared before Wu Chen as if he’d teleported, his blood-claw gripping Wu Chen’s neck and hoisting him high.
Wu Chen struggled desperately, but Chen Mo’s vampire cloak transformed into a mass of blood, binding him tighter the more he fought!
“You liked squeezing my neck, didn’t you? How does it feel to have someone else’s hand around yours now?”
Overwhelming, absolute domination!
Even though Wu Chen’s annihilation set had multiplied his demonic attributes tenfold, Chen Mo still pinned him down effortlessly, leaving him utterly powerless!
Wu Chen attempted several surprise attacks, controlling his magic sword to stab at Chen Mo, but each strike was perfectly defended by Chen Mo’s diamond skin—no blood lost at all!
Blood trickled down the blood-claw, nearly piercing Wu Chen’s throat; his breathing grew more labored.
“Chen Mo! Don’t push me!”
Chen Mo tightened his grip, laughing, “Today, I will push you! What can you do about it? Hahaha!”
He relished this unrestrained display of power—such exhilaration had been absent for far too long!
“Then let’s perish together!” Wu Chen abandoned his last scrap of reason, letting himself become fully demonic.
Roar!
A hellish wail erupted from Wu Chen’s throat, his body liquefying and slipping free from Chen Mo’s vampire cloak.
The liquid slowly solidified again; even more terrifying, hundreds of black hands emerged beneath Wu Chen, lifting him up. He no longer resembled anything human, but rather a demon straight from the depths of hell!
Annihilation Drain!
The ten-meter giant sword in Wu Chen’s hand liquefied, surging toward Chen Mo!
This, truly, shocked Chen Mo—never before had he witnessed such a battle, such transformations! To turn a solid weapon into liquid—what extraordinary skill!
Chen Mo felt a pang of anxiety. Though he was ranked number one in the world as the Demon King, that didn’t guarantee dominance in real combat—it only meant his dungeon records were exceptional!
Take Wu Chen, for example—ranked in the tens of thousands worldwide, yet his fighting power reached such defiant heights. Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief, grateful he hadn’t rashly brought his sister to join a guild; had he done so, survival might have been impossible.
Flash!
Chen Mo dared not be careless. Factoring in his equipment attributes, his agility exceeded a hundred, and with the bard’s constitution bonus, he moved swifter than ordinary characters!
Whoosh—
A shadow faster than the wind vanished from its spot!
Yet the annihilation drain missed its mark but didn’t lose its target; instead, it locked onto Chen Mo’s position, shooting skyward at increasing speed!
Gurgling, bubbling—the sound of boiling droplets.
“Haha! Chen Mo, run! Faster! Annihilation Drain is a single-target lock-on skill; unless you’re that Monkey King, able to leap eighty thousand miles in a single somersault, you’ll never escape its grasp!”
Gurgle!
The draining liquid drew closer, faster and faster!
Damn! Chen Mo hated lock-on skills most—unless one’s speed was so high the skill lost its target, it would always pursue!
His body faltered midair, about to plummet; if he fell, the annihilation drain would strike him for certain. Though no data scan could gauge its power, Chen Mo’s intuition screamed danger!
Double Jump!
A burst of air beneath his feet propelled him for a second leap in midair. Blessed by wind, he surged forward, dodging the draining liquid’s second attack by a hair’s breadth!
This time, Chen Mo no longer retreated, but instead charged forward, aiming for Wu Chen’s head!
His intent was clear: before the annihilation drain could hit him, he would interrupt Wu Chen’s skill!
Three Shadow Swords! Vanguard Sword! Rage Sword! Riot Sword!
Chen Mo’s attack speed reached its limit—three moves in a second, unleashing all three shadow swords!
Of course, his weapon wasn’t a sword, but the far more sinister blood-claw!
“Oh? Clever! You actually tried to circle around and attack me!” Wu Chen showed no surprise, as if waiting for such a move. “Too bad, you’re naive! Annihilation Drain—Split!”
Whoosh—
The liquid, once a single stream, split into two; one continued to chase Chen Mo’s rear, the other shot skyward to meet him!
Chen Mo realized that if this went on, he’d surely be killed by the endlessly splitting annihilation drain. He clenched his teeth.
Let’s risk it!
Crystal Skin!
Buzz—
A thick layer of diamond instantly solidified over Chen Mo’s skin!
Skill Rune—Mirror Image!
Diamonds shimmered, a layer flaking off from Chen Mo’s body to form a diamond clone!
Chen Mo controlled the clone, leaving it in place as the annihilation drain’s target, while he forced a sharp midair turn, descending in a crescent arc for a triple shadow strike!
Bang, bang!
Both streams of draining liquid struck the diamond clone, which instantly disintegrated into diamond powder!