Versatile Mage: Unlimited Swordplay, Deconstructing Everything!

Chapter 215 A tanky assassin controls the battlefield, and he even has a healer with him?

boom! ! !
The impact shattered the massive ice pillar, sending shards of ice flying and gradually freezing the surrounding seawater. These icy thorns chased after Lin Ling, as if trying to pull him back into the frozen ice pillar.

Lin Ling's figure flew backward from the ice pillar. Before he could even catch his breath, a black shadow followed closely behind, its claws tearing through the pressure of the deep sea and enveloping him.

The spatial barrier, originally intended to isolate the seawater but already shattered in the previous bombing, broke apart under the attack of the Dark Claw, turning into countless silver particles of light.

The seawater surged in wildly, trying to bury him in the abyss.

Dark patterns spread like a tide, instantly engulfing the arms. The black armor condensed into sharp claws, colliding violently with the attacking shadow claws, producing a piercing clang.

The collision of absolute forces shattered the surrounding seawater, creating a waterless ring.

The stinging sparks of shadow grazed Lin Ling's right cheek, leaving a dark wound from which a dark aura spread, seemingly about to corrode his entire head. However, the spreading black spots were quickly suppressed, and the wound healed with each breath.

The sword sheath was already open, and the power of Avalon was like a steam heart bursting with endless energy, constantly repairing the injuries on the body.

Tsk! I never expected that this guy with the bird-beak mask would actually be the owner of a fragment of the Dark Godhead, and even possess a portion of the Dark King's power!

"You can't be distracted in battle, Lin Ling." Wam stood in the middle of the altar, his sharp eyes never leaving Lin Ling for a moment.

"Imprisonment"

The magical words that came out of Vamu’s mouth, with a power even stronger than the transcendent power of the pine crane’s sound system, transformed into an invisible restraint, freezing Lin Ling instantly, unable to move even a finger.

The blazing red flames caused the icy seawater to boil, countless bubbles rose up, and one side of his vision was stained crimson. A fist covered with crimson dragon scales grew larger and larger in his eyes, and then solidly imprinted itself on Lin Ling's chest.

The sound of bones shattering rang out like firecrackers exploding, and the caved-in chest was a horrifying sight.

Under immense force, its form suddenly blurred, transforming into a streak of dark blue light that tore through the deep sea. Wherever it passed, the water surged aside, forming a vacuum tunnel, and finally, with tremendous force, it pierced through the outer wall of the altar, causing the entire ruins to tremble.

The dragon's half-wing radiated extreme heat, and half of the mad priest's body had been completely transformed into a dragon. One eye was a normal round pupil, while the other was a cold vertical pupil.

The seawater couldn't even reach the priest; it evaporated completely within a meter of him.

"Aren't you going to make a move, Your Highness?" Vam looked at the Silverscale Princess beside him, who had been observing the whole time.

The pressure of the deep sea seemed to disappear. Unlike the three others who had to rely on external forces to resist the water pressure, Princess Silverscale was as relaxed and at ease as if she were standing on land.

“It seems I’m not really needed. Besides, if I were to intervene, your formation might be broken, and it wouldn’t be good if they took advantage of the situation. My job is to keep Lin Ling inside the altar,” Princess Silverscale said slowly, her gaze falling on the dust and sand mist that was churning up and mixing with water bubbles.

"Besides, Lin Ling hasn't fallen yet. Is it really okay for you not to continue the pursuit?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the half-dragon mad priest was slammed into his incongruous face by a silver streak of light, and just like Lin Ling had been sent flying backwards earlier, he flew toward Vam at an even faster speed.

Duke Birdbeak swept behind Silverlight, and nine black shadow thorns resembling scorpion tails suddenly bloomed, surrounding Lin Ling, whose body was wrapped in dazzling silver light.

The silver light in his eyes swirled into a wheel, and when the trajectories connected, his spiritual realm, which had already reached the ninth level, began to sublimate towards the tenth level, which was absolutely unattainable for mortals.

With a single glance, the raging spatial power crushed all the black spikes, and with a pull towards the shadowy void, the Duke of the Birdbeak, hidden within, was uncontrollably pulled out and flew straight towards Lin Ling, as if he had delivered himself to his doorstep. His knuckles clenched tightly, emitting a metallic crackling sound, and azure flames burst from between his fists, like an electromagnetic cannon completing its final charge. The violent energy condensed at his fist's edge into a roaring fiery dragon, scorching the surrounding air and creating distorted ripples.

The blazing flames were reflected in the round lens on the bird-beak mask, illuminating the entire deep sea in a single color.

Boom! ! !
The lens shattered upon impact, and the entire mask twisted and deformed.

The roaring fiery fist blasted the Bird-Beak Duke directly into the foundation of the altar.

The violent fireball expanded spherically, instantly vaporizing the seawater within a radius of a hundred meters. The shockwave whipped up ten-meter-high waves from the obsidian ground. Centered on the point of impact, spiderweb-like cracks spread wildly, and the entire underwater ruins trembled violently amidst the billowing white steam, as if struck by a space-based weapon.

Amidst the azure flames, Lin Ling's arms had completely transformed into dragons, covered in layers of shimmering silver dragon scales, with sparks erupting from every joint.

A roar like that of an ancient behemoth resounded from within his chest, the pounding of his heart causing the surrounding rubble to tremble. The light emanating from his blazing golden vertical pupils was almost tangible; his eyelids could no longer contain this violent energy, and dark runes, like living things, snaked out from the corners of his eyes, leaving luminous patterns like lava veins on his cheeks.

His aura was several times stronger than before, and his gaze alone was enough to put immense pressure on people.

"Humans always say we are demons, but this appearance makes him look even more like a demon than we do," Princess Silverscale said, looking at Lin Ling's current appearance.

Those gleaming eyes seemed to see right through her future, making her afraid to meet their gaze.

"The Pope said that Lin Ling has the power of replication, and can replicate various objects he understands, not limited to magical artifacts and magic, but even the organs of demons."

Vam sidestepped the priest, making no attempt to catch him.

He knew that Lin Ling was only now getting serious, and the battle had only just begun.

“Your Highness, if you don’t act soon, you’ll be chopped into mincemeat. Don’t disobey the Pope’s orders; we are all fighting for the day of ‘Baptism,’” Vam said coldly.

"The day of baptism?" Princess Silverscale's beautiful eyes flickered with an unreadable expression, and no one knew what she was thinking.

She didn't say much, but opened her right hand, adorned with azure scales, and held a crystal coral staff.

As the crystal staff was raised high, a bright green light scattered and shone across the entire altar.

Lin Ling instantly realized something was wrong, flashed in front of Princess Silver Scale, and was about to launch an attack when a huge pale arm suddenly slammed down from above.

The resulting airflow blasted Lin Ling away.

His face was quite ugly, because the one who had just blocked Princess Silverscale's way was the Cold Moon Eye Demon God who had confronted him not long ago!

Tank, healer, assassin, and someone to control the battlefield—this setup is truly complete.

　Another war is about to break out. We're fighting every day, sob sob sob.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)