A Scroll of Infinite Glory

Chapter 194 Immortal Body, Spinning Light Shards

At the edge of the island, the armored giant took a step back, but even more intense screams came from all around.

The moment Hellclaw collided with the giant's fist, the light that erupted, in its blazing white, carried an undisguised sense of restlessness and destruction.

The guards on the island, who were still resisting the giant, were caught off guard and looked directly into the light. They immediately felt a stinging pain in their eyes, and everything in front of them turned into countless jumping points of light before going completely dark.

The sudden damage to the optic nerve caused them to lose their sense of balance, causing them to sway and even fall to the ground.

The flashing blades moved through the jungle battlefield. Jubei followed the blade, and the crisscrossing cuts easily sliced ​​apart the slightly threatening heavy weapons, then reaped lives one by one.

The Nameless God's Flowing Killing Sword, in his hands, possesses the beauty of mist dissipating and cherry blossoms falling. After the air slightly distorts and floats, dense blade marks are already smoothly distributed on the target.

As he approached the main gate of the manor, the huge white stone sculpture became an eyesore for Jubei, who unleashed a dense barrage of sword energy with a single wave of his hand.

However, this time, the densely packed, bright knife marks stopped abruptly in mid-air before they even touched the surface of the sculpture.

The figure of the executioner appeared there, carrying a serrated knife. With a swift, almost imperceptible, diagonal slash, the dull serrated blade severed all the knife marks and dissipated the sword energy contained within.

A sharp, wisp of air emanated from between the broken knife marks, severing tender leaves on treetops and cutting roots in the grass.

Leaves fluttered down, grass blades swirled, and Jubei's vision was filled with the fluttering of leaves. He gripped the hilt of his sword with both hands, twirling the blade. The long, sharp samurai sword, with its crescent-shaped arc, revealed an unusual crimson hue on its cold, sharp edge after he assumed a new stance.

Not long ago, he was beaten so badly that his face was dented, his teeth were knocked out, and his nose was broken. But the Great Mountain Clan was already dead, so he couldn't regain his face on a dead man, nor could he vent his anger on Guan Luoyang. This time, he finally encountered an extraordinary opponent, so he absolutely could not afford to be careless!

In the direction the long sword pointed, that incomparably beautiful and slender figure stood faintly amidst the broken green and blue.

boom!!!

Jubei's cold eyelids lifted, turning into fanaticism. His figure propelled his long sword, instantly accelerating beyond sound as he thrust forward.

Just as the blade was about to strike the executioner, Jubei erupted once more. The air in front of the katana trembled and exploded beneath the blade, sliding to both sides. The violent airflow, tinged with crimson flames, spread out like a pair of angry, outstretched wings.

The most brutal and deadly sword technique in the Nameless God's Flowing Killing Sword: The Vermilion Bird Sword!

The person wielding the sword has the neck of a bird, and the steadily held katana is like the beak of a divine bird, capable of destroying the enemy as easily as slaying a small insect.

The executioner seemed stunned, watching the stab come right in front of him, before he could even raise his serrated knife.

A sharp knife sliced ​​through flesh, and two figures darted past.

A look of horrified, impotent rage crossed half of Jubei's face, but he was unable to utter a sound...

Because the other half of his face was still several meters away!

He didn't even see when the other man raised his sword, but the katana in his hand had already been split in two from the tip to the hilt, followed by his own flesh. The two halves of his body flew past the executioner's left and right sides.

call! !

A complex scent wafted on the wind, from the distant smells of gunpowder and blood to the nearby scent of grass scorched by the high temperature.

The executioner suddenly turned his head, revealing a curious expression.

Jubei's body was split in two, standing several meters apart, but there was no significant bleeding. He discarded the useless katana in his hand, raised his left and right hands at the same time, and his fingers suddenly transformed into chain-like throwing stars, which he extended and fired.

Ten chains wrapped around and tightened, pulling the two bodies together.

The bloody gash on Jubei's forehead was healing rapidly, but his expression remained uneasy.

Because he felt that the person standing behind him was now pressed against his back, that thin, ugly body clinging tightly to his back like a plush toy.

The stunningly beautiful face, the complete opposite of that ugly body, rested its chin on his shoulder, and the warm breath from its words blew onto his earlobe.

"Won't you...won't you die?"

"You can't kill me!!!"

Jubei's back suddenly deformed and bulged. He has the yokai bloodline of "Toguro-nii" from the world of Yu Yu Hakusho. He has an amazing regenerative ability that he will not die no matter how many pieces he is cut into. He can also transform into many weapons.

His back transformed into numerous dark gun barrels. Firing at this almost embracing distance, even if it didn't kill the other person, could at least force them to retreat temporarily.

Before his gun could even fire, he was like a neatly stacked block, suddenly pushed and scattered from head to toe into squares no more than three centimeters in length.

The executioner watched this scene with delight, using his butcher's knife to manipulate the blocks while counting numbers. Although he stuttered, he never miscounted the numbers.

"1, 2, 3, 4, 5..."

He wanted to see when these blocks could turn back into people.

woo-

The wind pressure in the air suddenly increased, the airflow howled, and a huge shadow fell down.

The armored giant strode forward, bending low, and slammed his fist down in this direction.

Hellclaw was already entangled by Iron Wave.

"Hmph, with your level of skill, you think you can stop this young master?"

Supported by the Feng Shui engine, Tie Bo's punches and kicks were like a whirlwind that turned back when it hit a hill, or mercury that poured onto the ground and penetrated everywhere. No matter whether the opponent was hard or soft, whether they took the hit head-on or dodged, they could not find any gap in the connection between his punches and kicks.

This can be described as a flawless boxing technique.

However, having no weaknesses doesn't mean you can kill someone. Hellclaw's attitude gives the impression that he's not engaged in a fierce fight, but rather playing a recreational activity like water polo in a park. He easily deflects all of his opponent's attacks and even has time to utter impatient shouts.

"However, your accomplices include a giant and an immortal being. You must also have some special abilities. Show them to me, young master."

Beside the swimming pool, the old man with the raven-like face held a crystal ball divided into several sections, displaying the battle situation on the island from multiple angles, both near and far.

Seeing that Executioner and Hellclaw had the situation under control with ease, Owen's expression was not particularly pleasant. He quickly scanned the screen but did not see the fourth person.

"Elder Crystal, search the entire island. They should have one more person. We need to find that person."

"There's one more?"

The old man with the raven-like face held the crystal ball in both hands and gently shook it, chanting incantations continuously.

These strange and difficult syllables often have a deep and drawn-out ending, resembling the songs of witches and priests in European legends. But in reality, they are not some magical secret art that can communicate with gods or make nature spirits obey.

Instead, it focuses on the mental aspect, possessing a strong bidirectional hypnotic effect to assist the Crystal Elder in amplifying and manipulating his mental power.

An invisible and colorless fluctuation spread out from the crystal ball, and a hidden spiritual force searched the entire island, discerning those unfamiliar auras.

Soon, the crystal ball located the fourth person, who wasn't far away, in Owen's study.

Inside that bright and clean room, the cloned guards who were supposed to be there to transfer data and pack up equipment were silently knocked down, their unconscious bodies piled up like a small mountain in the center of the room.

Guan Luoyang was rummaging through boxes and cabinets, putting all the documents and files into his personal space, and he even took the classic books on the bookshelf.

He knew very little about European culture, and in his haste, he was even less able to discern whether there were any special hidden messages in these famous works.

A shallow ripple spread through the trees outside the window, and the suspended dust particles in the air, illuminated by the sunlight, shifted slightly.

Guan Luoyang's eyebrows twitched, and he turned around. A silent, serpentine lightning bolt struck his head, but it was neutralized by his own mental energy field when it was still a meter away.

Following this spiritual connection, he pushed open the window, flew into the air, looked around, and quickly locked onto the figures at the edge of the swimming pool.

"I was worried it would be hard to find, but it just came to me."

When he arrived, Guan Luoyang had already searched for pictures of Irving on his phone and immediately recognized the old man holding a pipe.

A burst of azure energy emanated from around him, emitting a long, piercing sound, like a fighter jet piercing through the clouds, before crashing down to the edge of the pool.

The blue water, which had been shaped into two high walls, suddenly lost its restraint and splashed back into the pool, turbulent like giant waves.

Unlike the Executioner and Hellclaw, the Crystal Elder does not have strange quirks, and even tolerates enemies to some extent in certain situations.

Born into a primitive tribe, this old man knew that even the fiercest beast could be killed by a seemingly insignificant fang if one was careless. Therefore, he would either not make a move at all, or when he did, he would unleash his full power and use his ultimate move.

He once punished an ordinary person who offended him on the streets of Boston, and with one blow, he destroyed the entire alley, affecting seven or eight surrounding shops and injuring or killing more than a hundred customers.

It was precisely because of this temperament that he didn't have a good time there, which is why he came to Violet State.

At this moment, Elder Crystal withdrew all the mental energy he had used to restrain the water flow in the pool, transforming it into an invisible and enormous field of psychic energy that charged toward Guan Luoyang.

To the average person, it would be difficult to describe what exactly happened in front of the Crystal Elder in that instant; they could only intuitively perceive that the area had become unusually chaotic and transparent.

However, Guan Luoyang could see clearly that the dust floating in this area became even more pulverized in an instant, and tiny sparks of electricity jumped out from every cubic centimeter of air, forming a rotating spherical electric field.

This sphere was originally only slightly larger than the crystal ball in the old man's hand, but in the blink of an eye, it expanded a thousand times, carrying everything inside it at high speed as it rushed toward him.

A rotating spell for refracted light fragments at an empty angle!

When the old man Crystal initially joined forces with Irving, it was actually a cooperative arrangement: Irving provided him with resources, and he worked for Irving.

To demonstrate his abilities, he once used this technique to attack a Tiger heavy tank in the rainforest right in front of Irving.

In just one second, the ferocious weapon that should have been invincible on the battlefield was violently deformed, like a crumpled piece of paper by a naughty child. In less than ten seconds, it was ground into thousands of irregularly broken fragments by this mental electric field.

Guan Luoyang neither dodged nor avoided, but took a small step forward. A clean arc appeared on the ground centered on his foot, and at the edge of this circle, azure energy rose up and transformed into a sphere.

The high-temperature, oscillating Wind and Thunder Dojo clashed head-on with the enormous, rotating sphere resembling shattered crystal.

The aftershocks of the collision brought a deafening roar, the surrounding trees suddenly fell over, and large areas of soil shook like a blanket, tearing off the roots of the trees below.

The walls of the swimming pool shattered, and the liquid in the middle exploded into jets of water. At least one-fifth of the liquid was shattered into mist by the aftershocks.

The old man with the raven-like face held a crystal ball and surrounded himself with layers of mental energy protection. However, it was like layers of cowhide that was directly squeezed and deformed by the successive enormous forces. He was thrown back at high speed, bleeding from his seven orifices, his face twitching uncontrollably, and he fell to the ground.

The golden retriever was also thrown far away by the violent force, crashing into the fallen trees, while the silverback gorilla roared and pounced on Guan Luoyang, whose aura was rising like clouds beside him.

"That mental impact was quite strong."

Guan Luoyang fought back against this fierce spiritual force, and felt a little dizzy, with bloodshot eyes, but his movements were not hindered in the slightest. He reached out like chasing the wind and catching thunder, and exchanged a punch with the silverback gorilla. He was surprised to find that this animal also knew exquisite fighting techniques.

The next moment, he "heard" something from the opponent's fist technique.

"you!"

The silverback gorilla's punch was not met with resistance. Guan Luoyang rushed into its chest and abdomen, and with a shoulder strike, the silverback gorilla's roar suddenly weakened. Then, with lightning speed, one hand snapped its throat.

The ferocious and massive beast collapsed. Guan Luoyang stepped over its body and walked up to Owen, his eyes filled with anger.

"You really have absolutely no respect for the dignity of martial artists!"

They steal the skills that fighters have honed through countless hardships and trials using such despicable means, and then combine their genes with those of wild beasts, creating deformed offspring that they then treat as pets to be beaten and abused at will!

"How do you want to die?"

(End of this chapter)