The Law of Heaven

Chapter 135 Mirage Dragon Chakra Mode

In the instant the air exploded, Fu Bao raised his hand to his forehead and roared, "Physical amplification, maximum power!"

His aged, hunched body swelled up again, his withered flesh and blood filled up, and his powerful physique as a crown-level being was strengthened once more, and he unleashed a punch!
With a bang, the energy exploded outwards, and the shockwave spread out like ripples. Aihara's right sleeve burst open, revealing his well-defined forearm, and his muscles trembled like water.

He hovered in mid-air and suddenly exerted his strength.

With a roar like a dragon, Fu Bao flew backward like a defeated dog, his right hand twisted and broken, covered in blood.

He rolled to the corner like a rag doll, suppressing the roar in his throat, clutching his broken right hand, and shouted, "My injuries are completely healed!"

Miraculous.

Fu Bao's right arm is actually recovering.

As expected of a Grand-rank long-lived species, such a robust physique is no joke, and it's quite formidable after being amplified!

Aihara pressed his advantage, but unexpectedly, the old man suddenly released a handful of flying insects, which swarmed towards him in a dark mass.

"Is it alive?"

boom!
Another punch landed, the force of which exploded.

The swarm of insects exploded, and black, poisonous blood spurted out, but it was blocked by Aihara's domain and did not fall on him.

"untie!"

A sharp shout rang out.

Jiang Youqing suddenly regained her senses, and the twelve flying swords trembled again. She said in a cold voice, "This guy's ability is a kind of auxiliary psychological suggestion. As long as he still has spiritual essence, he can influence reality through psychological suggestion."

Shang Yan chased after them from downstairs and forcibly released his teammates from the mental control, but he was exhausted and pale.

"Freeze!"

Yunxiu pressed her hands to the ground, and frost spread through the dilapidated stairwell, freezing all paths in all directions.

But then Fu Bao roared, "Come!"

Before the ice crystals could freeze the entrance, more than thirty gang members, as if hypnotized, rushed in with their rifles and submachine guns, standing in front of the old man who was wailing in pain, like loyal soldiers.

"Is this all the rabble?"

Yunxiu sneered, "Still trying to stop us?"

Shang Yan released mental fluctuations, attempting to influence the brains of these gang members, but suddenly froze.

His teammates were about to rush forward, but he stopped them.

"Something's not right with this guy."

Aihara sensed a dangerous aura.

"Be careful."

Jiang Youqing remained expressionless, simply maneuvering twelve flying swords to silently block his path.

Aihara noticed her subtle movement.

"You forced me to this..."

Fu Bao, clutching his healing right arm, slowly stood up. His aged face twitched, revealing a sinister grin: "Insects, you have no idea of ​​the power of the Crown Rank!"

He slapped his chest hard, forcing himself to gag, but what came out was black blood.

Countless streams of black blood seemed to come alive, devouring the thirty-odd gang members in front of them like giant beasts. These people, whose ranks were between the Stress Response and Creation stages, were caught off guard and overwhelmed.

The black blood seemed to melt the thirty-odd people, and from the viscous flesh, a ferocious and monstrous blood demon was born, as if it had just been torn from the womb, struggling to tear off the mucous membranes on its body and letting out a ferocious roar.

Everyone remembered.

The title of the blessed crown is Spellcaster. All the auxiliary abilities he possesses are realized in the form of a curse, but they consume his own spiritual essence.

But a curse is a curse.

It will always bring some burden to the patient.

Even so, compared to the benefits, the side effects of that curse were negligible.

When necessary, good fortune can also bear curses for others.

But his ability is inherently negative.

Therefore, the strongest auxiliary ability that blessings can demonstrate is to bear a massive backlash of curses, causing the victim to mutate and strengthen at the cost of their life.

That mass of black blood contained a terrible curse.

Fortunately, no one rushed forward!
This time, however, the good deeds went beyond that.

As the flesh and blood were writhing, Fu Bao staggered and fell headfirst into it, letting out a mournful wail.

Flesh and blood devoured blessings.

The old man rose up like a blood-red, muscular demon, letting out a furious roar that was like thunder.

Everyone was taken aback and muttered, "Has this guy gone mad? He's hurting himself 800 while harming the enemy a thousand. We've already gained by pushing him to this point!"

"He can't hold on for long in this state. If he can only last a few minutes, he will surely die!"

"Taking down this guy is a huge achievement!"

The team members whispered.

"Form a shield!"

Yunxiu braced herself with both hands on the ground once more, and nine solid ice shields materialized, blocking the way for the team.

There was a loud bang.

"Die!"

The old man forcefully broke through the barrier of the nine ice shields, causing ice shards to shatter and fly out, their sharp edges flying everywhere.

Just as a ferocious hook punch was about to land, Shang Yan's mental hypnosis took effect, and the shockwave spread.

The fist of good fortune hesitated for a moment.

Yunxiu withdrew abruptly.

Jiang Youqing lowered her right hand, and twelve flying swords swept over like a storm, cutting into the old man's flesh and blood like a meat grinder, with minced meat flying everywhere.

The sword energy crisscrossed, almost slicing his body apart, but no matter how terrifying the sword marks were, the wounds would heal in an instant, oozing out billowing blood.

The old man swung his arm despite the pain.

boom!
With a single punch, six team members were blasted away by the force of the blow!
The healers rushed over and placed their hands on their bodies, tending to their broken bones.

Fu Bao roared, wanting to throw another punch.

Aihara raised his hand and released the maximum output of the pulling force. The invisible vortex seemed to be able to distort space and time. The old man's right arm was forcibly broken off with a crack, and blood gushed out.

With a furious growl, Fu Bao's right arm grew back, flesh and blood gushing out like buds, and endless blood energy condensed and launched like a cannonball!
Blood flashed before Aihara's eyes.

Aihara's pupils contracted slightly.

boom!
The blood bomb exploded in front of Aihara, and even the field of mental energy could not defend against this attack.

The instant his mental field shattered, a tremendous impact surged forth like a breached dam, as if he had been struck in the chest by a giant wooden hammer used in a siege, causing his blood and qi to surge and his internal organs to shatter.

To everyone's surprise, his defense was breached!

For the first time, Jiang Youqing's expression changed.

It seems unbelievable.

The explosion blasted Aihara away, sending him crashing into the ruins like a cannonball, scattering countless rubble and billowing dust.

"act recklessly!"

Fu Bao pounced like a wild beast, just as twelve flying swords came hurtling towards him from all directions, piercing through his body and causing him to let out a scream.

Jiang Youqing, who was attacking from the side, resolutely waved her hand, causing the reinforced concrete supporting this floor to shatter and collapse, crashing down on the old man's head and crushing him to the ground.

Crimson blood vessels appeared in Jiang Youqing's eyes, and the metal of the entire building seemed to tremble. She actually wanted to use this building to crush the old man to death!
But suddenly, Fu Bao roared and rose up, lunging out like a giant bear, heading straight for the boy in the ruins.

Jiang Youqing's eyes sharpened, and she leaped into the air, delivering a side kick that swept her slender leg toward the old man's head.

Fu Bao roared, his flesh and blood writhing body turned to the side, as if a mountain had collapsed, Iron Mountain Lean!
There was a click.

Jiang Youqing's kick landed on the old man's shoulder, and even with a body of steel, her ankle was shattered.

Just as the girl was caught in mid-air with nowhere to grab her footing, a layer of ice suddenly froze in the air, providing her with a foothold and allowing her to bounce away.

Fu Bao's Iron Mountain Lean came crashing down, smashing a load-bearing pillar like a raging bull, sending debris and smoke billowing out.

Frost gathers at the feet of good fortune.

That was Yunxiu trying to freeze the guy.

Blessings resonate within the body, and the frost shatters.

Jiang Youqing tried to control the flying sword to cut his body, but the sword was stuck tightly by the sticky flesh and blood.

The remaining team members rushed forward, using their respective abilities to try and restrain the enemy, but they were blasted away by the explosive blood-red shockwave and crashed into the pile of rubble.

Fu Bao roared to the sky, unleashing the flying sword within his body. His blood and qi surged, threatening to explode.

Jiang Youqing's flying sword was corroded and decayed, as if it had been weathered for a hundred years, and fell to the ground beside her.

She leaped backward and landed lightly, using her hands to brace herself and dissipate the momentum. She then pulled out another black capsule and bit it into her mouth, her eyes filled with a chilling killing intent.

"No matter what methods are used, an ant is still an ant."

Fu Bao grinned maliciously, "I'm going to tear you all apart alive..."

He had already used up a lot of his flesh and blood, and only had about a minute left, but that was enough.

"what……"

Jiang Youqing suddenly heard a familiar voice.

Aihara raised his head from the ruins and murmured softly.

"It seems... almost there."

The pupils behind the sunglasses seemed to burn.
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At that very moment, the battle on the rooftop reached its climax. A billowing aura of death spread out, making it impossible to see the figures of the three Grand Masters. All that could be felt was the terrifying fluctuation of spiritual energy, like a tsunami, which was chilling.

"God, please awaken!"

Ryuji Mori has already led the executives in starting the sacrificial ceremony, chanting like fanatical believers.

The living spirit, serving as the chief sacrifice, murmured devoutly: "I pray for the Lord's gift, that I may be granted supreme evolution!"

Countless Dead Apostles were also chanting fervently: "We pray for the Lord's gift, that he may grant us unparalleled evolution!"

However, no one noticed that a bloody dragon scale had appeared on the chest of the living spirit, and two snow-white hairs were dangling from his mouth, making him look extremely strange.

Wind blows.

The leaves of the camphor tree swayed in the wind.

The corpses of the dead men hanging in the trees were weathered and shriveled.

The Dead Apostles knelt in worship, and the ancient relics offered as sacrifices seemed to have weathered over a thousand years, collapsing into sand in an instant.

The animal skeletons seemed to come alive.

Trembling and shaking, as if reviving.

The Living Spirit roared, its body covered in dark blood vessels, and the snake eyes embedded in its forehead gleamed.

The Death Walkers roared wildly.

They prayed for God's arrival.

Ryuji Mori trembled as he watched this scene.

"Mr. Ryuji, we've succeeded!"

The executives cheered excitedly.

"Yes, it's almost done."

Ryuji Mori gave a forced smile.

They could all feel an invisible torrent of spiritual energy surging forth, as if it had engulfed the entire space-time continuum.

Amidst the surging deathly aura, Ruan Xiangtian, his body corroded and festering, retreated pantingly, leaning wearily against a pillar, and chuckled hoarsely, "Professor Mu, if you don't run away soon, then this is what you'll end up like."

He gave a thumbs up: "Of course, if I let you get away, then I'll be this..."

He then pointed his thumb down.

Takeru Ito's condition was even worse; his right hand was almost completely corroded, leaving only stark white bone, and even his sword was rotten.

On the contrary, Mu Bei remained in her berserk skeletal form, appearing unharmed, but in reality, she was also greatly exhausted. She kept pressing a remote control in her hand, frantically pressing the buttons, but there was no response.

"As expected, those guys from the Rebirth Society won't come to my aid; they just want me to risk my life."

Mu Bei gritted her teeth, looking down at the almost completed sacrificial ceremony. If the Heavenly Calamity was successfully awakened, she would most likely die here today.

Although she still had the strength to fight two opponents at once, she couldn't be distracted to stop the ceremony when faced with the combined attack of two Grandmasters.

"This mess is truly a deadly trap..."

At that moment, Mu Bei suddenly froze.

Kenya Ito sensed something, and a look of astonishment and disbelief appeared on his almost rotten face.

Ruan Xiangtian forced himself to stand up, his eyes filled with unimaginable rage, and his blood pressure surged.

At the climax of the sacrificial ceremony, the moment the Living Spirit roared to the sky, blood flowed from the snake eyes on his forehead, his pupils trembling as if enduring excruciating pain.

The consciousness of this Living Spirit Hub seemed to have fallen into another world, where a monster resembling a giant serpent was hissing and roaring in the pitch-black abyss, as if it were afraid of something.

It's like the fear a weak wild beast feels when facing the most powerful predator—a fear etched deep in its blood!

The pure white nine-tailed fox roared and tore at the giant snake, as if trying to rip it to pieces.
The serpent's body shattered, and the spiritual matter it had devoured poured out like a tidal wave, like a flood bursting its banks.

The nine-tailed fox roared to the sky, absorbing all the flowing spiritual energy, like a whale sucking up water.

"No, this Heavenly Calamity is very powerful, and my speed of plundering spiritual energy is too slow. If this happens, the Heavenly Calamity will still awaken, and then Mom and Dad will be in great danger, and my identity will also be exposed. Should we take them and escape?"

The nine-tailed fox became agitated, its golden eyes reflecting the girl's image with restlessness.

At that very moment, the torrent of spiritual energy was suddenly disrupted, and a thunderous dragon roar resounded!

An expression of disbelief suddenly appeared in the nine-tailed fox's eyes, and the girl seemed to freeze in shock.

An ancient dragon with a bronze demon mask roared, its immense dragon might suppressing the terrifying serpent like a tsunami, as if trying to crush it to death in the deepest darkness.

No matter how hard the giant serpent struggled, it was to no avail; its body exploded inch by inch, accompanied by a mournful cry.

Gu Long's golden vertical pupils seemed to be burning.

Strict and cold.

The dragon's roar echoed in the silence.

Earth-shaking.

The overflowing spiritual energy was also being devoured by the ancient dragon.

"how is this possible?"

The ancient and majestic dragon was reflected in the golden pupils of the nine-tailed fox, as if it had seen something.

"It really was you..."

There were no people she had paid much attention to before.

But now it has become the biggest variable in reversing the situation!
boom!
The giant snake exploded with a deafening roar.

It was as if a rain of blood was falling from the sky.

The mirage dragon roared loudly.

The nine-tailed fox howled to the sky.

The two monsters, breathing out thunderous breaths, silently stared at each other, or confronted each other, across the bloody downpour.

They plundered all the scattered spiritual matter.

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The sacrificial ceremony was forcibly interrupted.

The Living Spirit Pivot was forcibly torn apart, as if split in two, and collapsed and crumbled in an instant, weathering and dying.

The immense spiritual energy converged into nature and vanished without a trace, leaving only the dead followers kneeling before the altar.

Feeling lost and confused.

The executives were stunned and looked at each other in disbelief.

A bead of cold sweat trickled down Mori Ryuji's forehead.

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The moment Aihara stood up, the ancient dragon deep within his consciousness roared in fury, and the dragon bone bracelet on his wrist transformed into a dragon once more, swirling in front of him, full of vitality and lifelike.

"My spiritual energy has recovered by 36%, which is barely enough."

The mirage dragon once again displayed its wondrous transformations.

The white-haired girl, like a ghost, floated in mid-air and gently hugged him from behind: "This time, we're going to fuse your brain. It won't strengthen your physique, it will only enhance your abilities. There might be a little pain."

"Hmm."

Aihara closed his eyes, letting the dragon girl, who seemed like a spirit, embrace him, and the two seemed to become one.

The white-haired girl gently kissed his cheek; the gesture was so intimate, yet as sacred as a contract.

"Here I am."

The world shattered before him, and in the ruins, it seemed as if dragons were writhing and churning. All that remained in his ears was the thunderous roar of dragons, as if someone were playing primordial and grand music. Sunlight shone through the gaps in the clouds, as if trying to completely destroy his consciousness.

In the extreme pain, every nerve burns in the sunlight, as if being destroyed, yet also as being reborn.

The Seal of Destiny shimmered.

Aihara and the Mirage Dragon have completed their fusion.

With the air of a chosen one!
Aihara took a deep breath and exhaled a breath of stale air.

That was... the roar of a furious dragon!
Hidden in the corner, Yu Xia sensed the aura of a kindred spirit—a raging dragon's might that surged ever higher.

Like a boiling sea.

"Aihara-san..."

She whispered softly.

boom!
Jiang Youqing's hair ribbon was shattered by the dragon's roar, and her long, ink-black hair fell loose, blurring her bewildered eyes.

The dust and gravel on the ground seemed to have been swept up by a gale, and the bloodstains left on the ground were also blown into wrinkles, like ripples spreading across a blood-red lake, stirring up a huge wave.

The combat sequence members, led by Yunxiu and Shangyan, were also watching this scene. No one knew what changes this young man had undergone; they could only sense his fierce aura.

It sounded like thunder.

Faced with the raging dragon's roar, even Fu Bao's mind, which was on the verge of madness, showed a trace of fear, trembling with unease.

"What is this?"

Aihara felt the immense power of the Chosen One form. His Alaya consciousness became unprecedentedly strong, the range of his mental field increased fivefold, and his output and accuracy also skyrocketed.

He took half a step forward, and his Alaya consciousness trembled violently.

Boom!
The giant of flesh and blood screamed in agony, as if he had been slammed against a wall by a pressure as heavy as the deep sea. Despite his brute strength, he had no power to resist.

It was as if the weight of the world was pressing down on him, and space and time were shaking and trembling. One load-bearing column after another collapsed and shattered, and horrifying cracks spread along the walls and the ground. Dust and gravel fell down in a flurry, and the whole building was on the verge of collapse.

The overwhelming pressure nearly blew him apart!

"Old man, you were pretty good at fighting just now."

Aihara grinned, his eyes behind his sunglasses shining like the sun, his gaze filled with boiling killing intent.

(End of this chapter)