Dragon Tribulation of All Realms

Chapter 335 - Departure
It's not a demon in my heart.

Where would a magician like Wu Chen get inner demons?

He quickly dismissed this worthless speculation. And a conclusion closer to the truth appeared in his eyes.

—Relax... a bit too much.

Looking at the sky, only a few dozen hours had passed since the day the 'reward' was bestowed. Yet, the relaxation and enjoyment he had experienced in those few dozen hours were clearly far greater than the forty days and nights he had spent with Hera.

After all, Skadi's vocal curves are really good, and her voice is quite beautiful.

After all, Morgan's temperament is indeed excellent, and her shy expressions are quite charming.

After all, Lilith's feet were indeed very soft and flexible. Her lively dance moves were elegant and graceful no matter what limitations she faced.

After all, Melusin is full of fighting spirit, and no matter how badly she is beaten, she can quickly recover her liveliness.

After all, Joan of Arc's body was soft and gentle enough to be an ideal cushion or fireplace. And beyond that, even Tiamat, with her large horns, was indeed the perfect steering wheel, or rather, door handle.

They were indeed excellent, but also undeniably lacking in combat power. While dealing with them, Wu Chen felt he could even squeeze out seventy percent of his computing power to research spells—of course, he ultimately didn't. He was sufficiently relaxed during this playful exchange. After all, even in a super-easy, low-difficulty match, certain things still require a degree of focus.

but……

"I've relaxed too much." Wu Chen rubbed his temples, sorting out his inner thoughts. The excessive relaxation had even made him 'relax' his grasp of his own origin theory. As a result, this originally flawless magic had developed a flaw in its self-regulating operation.

—If I really leave it alone, will the entire world be adjusted and reshaped to the specifications of 'Ideal Mondas' by the time I come to my senses? Will everyone and everything be reshaped?
Having dreams that are too realistic is not a good thing.

Because dreams that are too realistic will actively replace reality.

By then, not being able to distinguish between dreams and reality will be secondary. Killing too many flowers and plants will be a truly terrible and disastrous consequence.

—They've become lax.

It must be Hera's fault.

His battle with her was far too intense. Every minute and second of those forty days and nights was, strictly speaking, no less intense than the previous 'academic exchange'. That's why the subsequent disparity in their engagements resulted in a near-out-of-control outcome due to a loss of focus.

We can't stay here any longer.

Wu Chen took a deep breath. He looked up at the northern sky. The magnificent Black Night Greatsword had silently and gracefully landed in his hand. And a tiny sensor within the sword pointed him in a direction.

Above the celestial canopy, several newly formed stars twinkled and shone. Their light intertwined and interwoven, vaguely revealing the outline of an 'open book'. Meanwhile, several weaker stars nearby were being captured and plundered by this nascent celestial system.

It seems Hera is making good progress.

It seems Hera's attention has already shifted back to academic research, significantly reducing the chances of her making a mistake—though it's uncertain whether she's already reached the border. However, at this moment, she might be battling some weak external deity.

—I really can't stay here any longer.

The time for rest and recuperation is more than enough. And during those dozens of hours of leisure, I wasn't entirely without gain. At least…

The form faded again.

No magic was used, and no martial arts techniques were employed.

However, Wu Chen's figure had already moved from the gates of the Black and White Academy to the top of a deserted mountain outside Braavos. Although he was able to do this here with some external assistance, his actions just now were completely different from conventional spellcasting techniques.

The process was skipped. Wu Chen's will directly became the result.

—High-ranking warrior.

Wu Chen clenched his hands.

He had witnessed this technique firsthand, and he possessed the corresponding intelligence. Truly powerful high-ranking warriors had transcended the realm of resonating with the natural environment—no, they themselves were part of the natural environment. Therefore, they could bypass the process and directly obtain the result within a recognized natural environment.

This did not happen overnight without warning.

Even before his battle with Hera, he had already grasped some basic skills, but found it difficult to apply them in actual combat. But now—

The sword is in my hand.

Skipping the process, the single-handed grip directly transforms into a two-handed grip. The power first bursts forth from the toes, surging throughout the entire body. Then, in the next instant, the step of channeling and generating power is skipped entirely.

Swing the sword.

The blade unleashed a storm, but the overflowing destructive power was immediately restrained by Wu Chen's will—the slashing force, powerful enough to cleave a mountain, was not released but gathered and concentrated on the blade of the Black Night Greatsword. In just a moment, this weapon, weighing only a few kilograms, possessed the power of tens of thousands of tons of energy.

Using a building as embroidery would probably produce this kind of effect.

Wu Chen adjusted his stance, recalling his ancient combat experience and techniques. In the next moment, he unleashed the immense power of his sword, which moved without a trace of wind, forward.

This time, there was no flowing wind.

This sword strike contains tens of thousands of tons of power.

The muscles in his arms tensed completely, then turned silvery-white just before they overloaded and broke down. The spell granted Wu Chen's wish, giving him an incomparably tough skeleton. However, even so, his limbs, whose underlying structure remained unchanged, were still on the verge of overload.

But Wu Chen didn't stop; he swung his sword for the third time. This time, the weight on the blade had increased by about three times compared to the last time.

Five hundred thousand tons, the force completely contained. And the arms, which had not completely detached themselves from human form, were already nearing the limit of their designed specifications.

So--

—Skip the process and get the result directly.

The fourth sword strike landed.

The immense force of hundreds of thousands of tons on the fourth sword was bypassed in the process of 'how the force is distributed and mobilized,' directly resulting in 'perfectly striking the designated object.' The next moment, a stone struck by this fourth sword was evenly and neatly split in two. Intense light then shone through the cross-section of the stone.

With a single sword strike, the surface was cleaved into a mirror. Any protruding parts, whether molecules or atoms, were completely erased by the convergence of hundreds of thousands of tons of force.

"Almost successful." Wu Chen nodded.

This is his sword, his swordsmanship. This strike is different from the 'Ten Directions Annihilation Slash' as ​​a weapon-based combat technique.

So……

"It's about time to put it to the test in real combat."

A journey through an unfamiliar world... no, an adventure. The time has come to set off.

(End of this chapter)