Star Forge Titan

Yes, in a desperate situation, Conrad spread his hairy legs to the sides in an almost split position, while leaning his body back against the back of the seat. The gap created allowed him to avoid the fatal blow from the two-handed sword launched from above.

With a whoosh, the sharp metal sword flashing with cold light pierced into the soft seat. The cold sword brushed against the shower curtain wrapped around Conrad's waist, making him fully feel the cold murderous intent close at hand.

Ivan's reaction was even faster than Conrad's. The moment the sword pierced the roof of the car, he turned around and raised his hand to press down on the car's shell.

Dark golden magic radiance shines, [Core·Reshape the World] is activated!

Dozens of sharp spikes shot upward from the ripped roof, as if the magic taxi had suddenly transformed from a beetle into a hedgehog. But Ivan didn't hear the attacker's screams; instead, he heard a series of crisp, clanking sounds of metal colliding.

Without any hesitation, the black-haired boy raised his hand and grasped the two-handed sword near the hilt, where there was usually no blade. Moreover, the [Invisible Scales] also provided him with additional protection.

At the same time, through the roof of the car, which was opened by the offensive and defensive exchanges between the two sides, he also saw the appearance of the attacker.

The man was dressed in armor, with only his left arm covered in spiked metal armor. Wielding a wild two-handed giant sword, he looked like a berserker from a barbarian tribe. But his eyes gleamed with a twisted, dark green light, like the eyes of a wild beast in the night.

As warriors, neither of them wasted any time and started wrestling directly using their two-handed greatswords as the medium.

Because Alvin was sitting in the car, he couldn't use his full strength. In addition, the opponent's physical fitness was stronger than that of an ordinary third-level warrior, so for a while, the two-handed giant sword was pulled back and forth, and it was difficult to tell who was better.

On the other side, Diana tried hard to stabilize the car body to ensure that it would not overturn, and tried to stay away from the devil engine that was making inexplicable moves.

When she was leaving just now, she vaguely saw the latter trying to climb onto the back of a magic bus parked on the side of the road, while the driver and passengers screamed and fled from the front door. However, the people in the demon engine could not easily escape due to the violent shaking of the car body.

The situation inside the magic taxi was extremely chaotic. Poor Conrad, who had nearly suffered a fatal blow, could only watch the cold sword blade cutting back and forth in front of him, and it even had a tendency to get closer and closer to him.

In this situation, he had to maintain an M-shaped leg-opening posture and sway his body back and forth in the direction of the sword's swing, in order to avoid being cut by the sword on his thigh or more important parts.

But the embarrassing situation Conrad faces is no longer the point. What really affects the future direction of this matter is the strong attacker and the young alchemist who is stronger than him!

Under the action of the two forces, the sturdy two-handed giant sword began to twist and deform. The harsh sound of metal deformation made people's teeth ache, and the attacking strong warriors were even more shocked.

Normal extraordinary people, or ordinary extraordinary people, will generally improve their qualities to the extraordinary realm at the second level. Different professions have different advantages in physical fitness. For example, warriors are good at strength, wanderers are good at agility, and so on.

As for the third stage, it is only the first step to perfect the body and make the soul complete. Only some hidden professions with extremely difficult promotions can make one attribute close to the perfect realm at this stage, which is the 30-point mark.

As a warrior, Foster was extremely proud of his strength, and the various Transcendental professions he chose to ascend to were all related to strength. At the third level, after performing a blasphemous ritual, he received a gift from the great demon Nurulsi, ascending to become a rare Filth Vanguard in the material world, a powerful and sinister high-level warrior.

There are almost no extraordinary people of the same level who can compete with him, so Foster chose a heavy weapon like a two-handed giant sword that can release his own power to the greatest extent and display his superb swordsmanship.

But at this moment, an expression of astonishment appeared on the face of this burly man with ferocious features. He actually felt that he was about to lose his grip on the familiar two-handed giant sword in his hand!

You should know that this sword is a vicious sword forged after being given a "gift" by the high priest of Narwul. Ordinary people will be infected with a vicious disease just by touching it, and the wounds cut by it will continue to rot and cannot heal.

How could anyone dare to hold the blade of this vicious sword and wrestle with him!?!

"A high-ranking follower of the Eternal Wound." Ivan suddenly spoke:

"That's about it."

With a contemptuous sigh, Foster felt an unprecedented force coming from the other end of the weapon.

How the hell is this possible!?!

The feeling of his legs floating off the ground made him realize that he was thrown out with one hand.

Relying on his rich combat experience gained from years of training and fighting, Foster flipped deftly in the air and landed steadily on the ground, but the fear in his heart did not disappear at all.

He looked solemnly at the black-haired boy who walked out of the car. The other party was very tall, and his strong yet flexible muscles were revealed under his slim-fitting water-gray coat. He looked like a statue of Romulus carved by the ancient sculptor Michelangelo using white marble (a kind of white marble with only a few stripes), and his whole body exuded the golden ratio of strength and beauty.

At this moment, the muscles were bulging slightly, and the blood vessels under the skin where blood was flowing rapidly were protruding like swimming giant pythons.

This made Foster realize something immediately, but the correct judgment made by experience made him a little unable to believe his eyes.

"A... barbarian?"

This behavior is exactly what a barbarian does when they activate their "Frenzy." In that state, a barbarian can unleash strength beyond their normal maximum limit, and their own pain perception is also reduced, allowing them to withstand severe injuries that they would not be able to withstand normally.

The barbarians at that time could continue to fight even with a broken arm, and even displayed some crazy fighting postures that only third-level berserkers could have.

But in the final analysis, the barbarian is just a first-level profession.

Could it be that he had just lost in wrestling to a mere barbarian?

Looking at the five finger marks clearly visible on the vicious sword in his hand, a feeling of absurdity surged into Foster's heart, and at the same time, an uncontrollable anger rose!

"Very good." Foster's mouth foamed, his eyes were bloodshot, his skin began to turn red and hot, and his hands trembled as he gripped the two-handed giant sword.

This was not out of fear, but out of extreme anger.

So, in such a state of extreme anger, Foster activated the soul power unique to his third level!

"Howl! Cry! Then sink in despair in slowness!"

"Devour the mighty stag, the Swamp of Death!"

A large amount of magic power gathered behind Foster, and the magical pressure emanating from him made the air heavy.

A dark green super spirit made of mud appeared behind Foster. The super spirit did not look clear, and only the upper body could barely make out the human shape.

But the fact that he had successfully activated his super spirit body and entered the double body state had already proved that this high-level warrior had embarked on the path of the fire sword of soul awakening.

He is very powerful.

Chapter 118: The Poison Spreads

Layer upon layer of fluctuations continued to spread outward with the dark green super spirit - the Death Swamp as the center.

A feeling of stagnation and stickiness arises spontaneously, as if stepping into a bottomless, fetid swamp, making it impossible to move forward.

"Debuff-type soul power?" Alvin was not surprised by this sudden resistance.

Apparently, slowing down the movement of surrounding objects is Foster's soul power.

Normally, the soul power possessed by a third-level transcendent would be relatively simple, often only having one ability to directly interfere with the external environment.

This also shows that in the real Palladio, even warriors who become high-level transcendents will not recklessly swing their swords and chop. In other words, swinging a weapon is no longer the only way to win a battle.

The skills and talents of various extraordinary professions, coupled with soul power, and numerous abilities together constitute a complete combat power system possessed by a high-level extraordinary person.

After activating his soul power, Foster's abdomen inexplicably bulged, and the bulge surged upward along his esophagus.

This strange behavior made Ivan's eyes twitch. With such obvious features, coupled with the other party's identity as a follower of Nuremberg, it was easy for him to recognize what moves the enemy in front of him was planning to use.

That is obviously the most commonly used opening move by high-level Narvus warriors - poisonous breath!

By the way, players generally call this move vomiting spray.

A stream of yellow-green water spurted out of Foster's mouth, but the black-haired boy dodged to the side in advance, so he successfully avoided this disgusting attack despite the delay caused by the opponent's soul power.

With a puff, a sticky liquid mixed with pus and various poisonous diseases hit the ground, causing the solid road slabs to melt quickly like ice and snow under the sun.

A sour stench permeated the air, and Ivan's expression twisted into a ferocious one. Considering the enhancements granted by the Elrond Mysteries and the bonuses from his other talents, he should have been able to resist, or even become immune to, this attack, which primarily relied on poison and corrosion.

But when faced with the thick yellow-green juice spurting out of Foster, the black-haired boy chose to dodge without hesitation.

Because, this is really disgusting!

Seeing that the opponent was able to avoid his spitting even though he was slowed down by magic, Foster did not continue to waste his energy. He did not spit out the remaining thick juice in his mouth directly, but chewed it on the spot.

As a pioneer of filth, Foster's body, twisted by the evil god's blasphemous ritual, may have remained human-like in appearance, but his internal organs and various other parts of his body had undergone extreme distortion and mutation. His teeth had transformed from human molars into hollow fangs, and specialized glands within them secreted venom that mixed with the thick juice, making it even more viscous.

Then, Foster lowered his head and spat those disgusting things directly onto the vicious sword in his right hand.

This is the 'Kiss of Plague', which is also one of the iconic skills of the Filthy Vanguard, a high-level warrior of Narwhal. The nickname given to it by players is the 'Saliva Enchantment'.

With just one spray, the broad blade of the two-handed giant sword was immediately covered with yellow-green viscous liquid, and began to emit a visible smell of plague.

Ordinary weapons could not withstand this extremely corrosive and sticky ichor, but the Sword of Viciousness was different.

As an enchanted weapon crafted by the priests of Nurul, the blade of this weapon is made of Taseko poison iron, a corrosion-resistant metal that itself contains heavy metal toxicity, and the hilt is made of deformed hornbeam that has been severely twisted by evil magic.

This severely deformed plant originally came from the garden of Nurulus and was his favorite wood among the many plants and animals he transformed.

The deformed hornbeam will continuously repeat the process of growing, bearing fruit, and then dying. Every time the main body dies, the remaining seeds will begin to grow and develop again, always maintaining a desperate cycle of wandering between life and death. Moreover, every time it is reborn, its main body will die from a new disease.

Objects made from this will naturally carry various terrible diseases, which is why the Sword of Viciousness is called "Vicious".

But neither of these two materials combined is as terrifying as what Foster is now spitting on it...

That is the filthy pioneer who constantly gathers various diseases and toxins in his body, mixes them thoroughly and produces a second or even third mutation to produce a highly toxic juice. It is extremely corrosive and its evaporation alone can cause an epidemic in an entire city.

And the Filthy Vanguard that stores this stuff is itself a walking dirty bomb!

Because of this, they are high-level Narwulth believers who are more advanced and several times more disgusting than the plague wolves that once appeared in Elrond.

"The vomiting spray and then the saliva enchantment, even if they die, they will still use poison explosions. That's why everyone says that the high-level warriors of Nurulence are the most disgusting!" Ivan said gritting his teeth.

Conrad and Diana, who saw this scene from a distance, chose to keep their distance without his reminder, because the killer was so disgusting and smelly!

The unexpected enemy made Ivan feel a bit awkward, but he didn't hesitate at all, making a judgment before Foster launched another attack. Since he couldn't hide his power any longer, then...

"Diana, knock him out!" Alvin shouted loudly, while reaching out to take off the magic ring on the ring finger of his right hand.

"Wait, why? I'm a transcendent after all..." Conrad was stunned when he heard the other party's words. How could he just knock his own people out right away?!

Besides, he was a transcendent after all, and the girl beside him, though cold and pretty, was just an ordinary person. How could she possibly...

The Salted Fish Emperor, who dreamed of becoming a tropical fish, gave up thinking at this moment and hit him in the face with a swift and powerful high whip kick in the standard Lind kicking technique.

The perfect impact force caused the soft brain in the cranial cavity to be impacted without causing any injury. However, the consciousness of the person being hit also quickly fell silent along with the slender legs that flashed by quickly.

This change stunned even Foul Vanguard Foster. Were they planning to abandon this person in exchange for their own safety? It didn't seem unacceptable. They could just kill him once they had their target.

Before the thought had even finished turning from his mind into words, Foster's eyes began to slowly move upwards.

Because, the black-haired boy, who was already tall, turned into a person that even a high-level warrior like him, who was exceptionally strong, had to look up to the moment he took off the ring.

Ivan raised his arms, and his strong muscles bulged.

Over two meters tall! Muscles of steel! Three lungs and two hearts!

The Angel of Death forged by the Super Mystery has arrived!

Chapter 119 High Temperature Disinfection

A giant hybrid? Or a noble of Elrond? What was a noble of Elrond doing in Lind?

Looking at Ivan's changed body shape, Foster was filled with confusion, but he soon showed a ferocious expression again.

"Even a pure-blooded giant can't stand up to my poisonous blade..." As he said this, he licked the vicious sword filled with venom and thick juice.

"You have to kneel down too!"

As he was speaking, Foster's tongue, which was twitching with his words, was cut by the sharp blade. What came out was not the normal red blood that should come out of a normal person, but a black liquid as sticky as oil that flowed out of the wound.

The black blood quickly mixed with the sticky venom all over the sword, and an even more disgusting stench filled the air.

In a sense, what he said was not wrong. The Sword of Viciousness was a high-level magical weapon that could only be made by the High Priest of Narvus through large-scale sacrifices. The power of the evil god contained in it could cause damage to most existences in the material world, not to mention that the Filthy Vanguard, a high-level warrior, had also temporarily enchanted it.

"..." But after seeing this scene, the black-haired boy standing in front of Foster not only did not show any fear, but his expression became extremely cold.

At this moment, the contours of Ivan's face seemed harder than usual, as if they were cut by a knife or an axe.

Ding, as if sensing its master's anger and the presence of the evil spirit, the legendary longsword 'Burning Justice', which was hung on Ivan's chest in the shape of a sleeping dragon pendant, made a slight sound without wind, and the flawless gem embedded in the dragon's eye directly released a beam of scorching red light.

"You sensed it too?" Ivan asked softly, holding the pendant:

As if responding to its master's words, even though the effects of the last battle had not yet been completely eliminated, Burning Justice still emitted a powerful metallic sound driven by the steel soul forged within.

"Justice...execution!"

"Alright, let's go together and show this disgusting guy what it means to... kill bacteria with high! temperature!"

As he spoke these words word by word, the pendant in Ivan's hand glowed red, and all the soul power around him that was slowing him down was dispelled.

Seeing this, Diana, who was dragging Conrad away from the battlefield in the distance, couldn't help but raise her hand to block the strong light.

And in the center of the dazzling red light, a two-handed giant sword with a blood-red blade and a ferocious dragon head carved on the hilt was pulled out from the flames by Ivan.

Carrying sparks as fine as stars, the scorching power turned into a hot wind and swept in all directions. Wood combusted without fire, rocks turned red and softened, and metal melted into liquid.

Such a terrifying sight, like a seraph engulfed in flames, fighting for thousands of miles, falling from the sky!

Foster, who had been confident, suddenly had a change of expression. Apart from higher-level powers, the only thing in the material world that could resist soul power was soul power. The man in front of him was clearly only a first-level one. He couldn't even summon an incomplete super spirit body, so where did he release his soul power from?

Could it be... that sword!

Only legendary weapons can do this, because they have souls themselves, so they can release power close to soul power. It is not surprising that they can use this to offset the influence of external soul power.

Thinking of this, Foster's eyes couldn't help but become greedy and cautious. The former was due to the legendary weapon, and the latter was also because of the legendary weapon.

If they are not recognized, ordinary people will be hurt the moment they touch the legendary weapons, and those who can gain recognition from legendary weapons are often not ordinary people.

Just as Foster was hesitating, the spreading fire wind suddenly gathered towards Ivan again, and his hand holding "Burning Justice" emitted a dazzling dark golden light.