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Chapter 412 Melee
'You don't belong to this era'

The old man's words struck like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's hearts hard.

On the silent beach, the sea breeze whipped up waves that splashed onto everyone's faces.

But the coldness emanating from his face failed to extinguish the shock in the hearts of most people at that moment.

The opponent's ability to effortlessly annihilate a person, along with the undisguised hostility in their words, completely shattered everyone's hopes.

The bloodstains on the beach were still warm, a stark warning.

This is not a training ground, but a real battlefield of life and death!

boom!
Just as the old man finished speaking, a dark purple pillar of fire suddenly shot out from the crowd, carrying an exaggerated heat wave that even distorted the air, and rushed straight towards the old man's face.

In the scene, a demonic sword, enlarged by a massive amount of star energy, is dragging a long, fiery tail as it strikes the old man's head.

The blood flames wrapped around the demon sword were so hot that they scorched the surrounding sand, and the air was instantly filled with a strange 'sweet' smell that was a mixture of rust and blood.

The fierce unsheathing of the demon sword caused some students nearby to instinctively dodge as its blade sliced ​​through the air with a sharp whistling sound, fearing that they would be caught in its blast.

The one who wielded this blade was none other than Chen Xing, who hadn't appeared in the official version for a long time and whose purpose was unknown.

At this moment, she was dressed in a black and red outfit, her long brown hair glowing red from the blood flames, her fingers gripping the hilt of the knife were white from the force, and there was no hesitation in her eyes.

Under Chen Xing's control, the demonic blade grew to twenty meters in length in her hand. The complex blood patterns on the blade seemed to come alive at this moment, and every flicker of the blood flames could splash out strange sparks, which landed on the gray sand beach and instantly ignited a small cluster of eerie flames.

Surprisingly, when facing the dust star, he faced a strike that was powerful enough to cleave an ordinary star beast in two.

The old man's eyes, visible beneath his single-lens reflex lens, showed no emotion whatsoever; they were only as calm as a lake.

He watched the demonic sword fall from above and slowly raised the rose-shaped cane in his hand.

The next second, the white jade cane precisely blocked the edge of the demon sword.

Ding!
The crisp sound of metal clashing pierced the battlefield, making people's eardrums tingle.

At the same time, the collision of the demon sword and the cane instantly sent dark purple sparks flying everywhere, and a scorching wave of air swept across the entire arena.

As the aftershocks subsided, everyone immediately looked in the direction of the old man.

After seeing the old man's condition, everyone's expressions turned solemn.

The old man's frail figure appeared as insignificant as a reed in a raging wind before the twenty-meter-long demonic blade.

However, in this simple exchange, the one who looked troubled was Chen Xing, who seemed to have the upper hand.

Although Chenxing was on the offensive, she struggled to achieve anything after unleashing her attack.

The old man, on the other hand, remained calm, as if nothing had happened.

"Their strength is not bad, but it's not enough."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man suddenly exerted force with his right hand holding the cane, and the white jade rose at the top of the cane burst into a dark light.

The next second, Chen Xing felt a tremendous force forcefully pushing her demon sword upwards.

At the same time, an inexplicable force clung to the demon sword.

Upon seeing that eerie, dark 'energy,' Chen Xing's combat instincts instantly sounded an alarm. In Chen Xing's constricted pupils, the blood flames on her demonic blade seemed to have encountered their nemesis, beginning to disintegrate at a visible speed.

In the blink of an eye, the raging flames around the demon sword gradually turned into tiny sparks, and even the blood patterns on the sword itself began to darken.

But what's even more frightening is that, while the eerie 'dark energy' was destroying the blood flames of the demon sword itself, it was also climbing up the blade of the demon sword.

Wherever she went, the star energy she infused into the blade was frozen and completely lost its activity.

Without the slightest hesitation, before that strange power could spread to his body, Chen Xing suddenly released the hilt of his sword and retreated rapidly.

The demon sword, having lost the support of star energy, completely dissipated its blood flames, returning to its original state. With a 'thud,' it fell from the sky and stuck into the gray sand, its blade trembling slightly.

Looking at the demonic blade that had landed ten meters away from him, Chen Xing frowned, his expression extremely solemn.

For a fleeting moment, Chenxing clearly sensed the shadow of death.

If her reaction had been half a second slower, it wouldn't have been just the blood flame that collapsed, but also herself.

Based on these results, Chen Xing was certain that the old man's strength was definitely at the Calamity level, and that he was an extraordinary existence among Calamity level beings.

Things have gotten complicated.
Although Chen Xing had considered that this trial would not be too easy, she did not expect that she and her companions would encounter such a terrifying crisis as soon as they landed on the island.

At the same time that Chen Xing had just retreated, even more people on the beach joined in the attack.

Jing Liuli abandoned her usual languid demeanor, closed her eyes tightly, and revealed pale purple butterfly patterns at the corners of her eyes.

That is a special mark that only appears when the 'Eternal Night Illusion Butterfly' is fully activated.

It's obvious that Jing Liuli is serious now.

As one dream creation after another appeared out of thin air, they were like fearless 'heroic spirits' that instantly covered the old man's surroundings.

Jeremiah knelt on one knee, his hands pressed against the scorching sand.

The pale blue star energy seeped into the sand from his palm and spread rapidly toward the old man. Wherever it passed, even the sand that had been scorched by the blood flames around him froze into a thick layer of ice, and fine snowflakes filled the air.

Just as the ice layer was about to reach the old man, it suddenly bulged upwards, turning into dozens of ice spikes that pierced towards the motionless old man.

During this process, other students also stepped in to help.

Someone fired a star-energy arrow with a paralyzing effect; the feathers at the tip of the arrow grazed the ice spikes, making a 'whoosh' sound.

Someone summoned a mechanical puppet, and its enormous metal fist slammed into the old man with a whooshing sound.

Some students with spiritual and illusionary quasar-source abilities secretly activated their powers, attempting to interfere with the old man's perception.

In an instant, ice and fire clashed on the beach. Pale purple dream creations, blue ice, and colorful star energy skills collided, creating a deafening sound that even caused ripples on the distant waves.

Amidst this chaotic storm of skills, the two figures remained remarkably calm.

Tiandao stood expressionless on the beach, twirling a commemorative silver coin between his fingers, his pale blue eyes beneath his eyelids watching the old man's every move.

Caroline looked down at her tactical tablet.

The tactical tablet screen was filled with dense data, from the old man's attack speed and power fluctuations to the energy frequency of that strange power, all of which were precisely recorded.

(End of this chapter)