Chapter 428: Shock 2


    Trantor: EndlessFantasy Trantion Editor: EndlessFantasy Trantion


    The surroundings were covered by a silvery-red aura, while the ground was cracked and dry, with traces of sword marks emerging endlessly.


    The stone pirs had copsed and were charred ck. The embossments had burst and were now red. The decorative bronze statues in between the pce had started to melt. Some of them were bent at the waist, while others were destroyed beyond recognition, and were filled with sword marks everywhere.


    The silvery-red aura had spread out throughout a distance of thirty to forty meters before it disappeared gradually.


    Garen and Edin were standing off in midair, and both of them were suspended there, as if a powerful invisible force was holding both of them up and preventing them from falling.


    From afar, it seemed as if the enormous Nine-Headed Dragon was charging violently towards arge white rose.


    Above the royal pce, between two tall ck clock towers, the thirty-meter-long body of the Nine-Headed Dragon stood taller than most of the royal buildings, making the surrounding pce buildings look like toy models inparison. Some of the nearby buildings had copsedpletely, while others suffered considerable damage.


    The outer areas had been filled with arge number of pce guards who were unaware of the current situation. They were armed with weapons but only dared to encircle the area from far away. They helped hide the royal family members, pce officials, and servants that were unable to retaliate.


    At this moment, Garen’s head moved backwards slightly.


    Tch!!


    The white rose from earlier passed through Garen’s forehead directly, but merged into his brain like a phantom, without any movements.


    "Using a will-type attack against me?" A sneer shed across Garen’s face. His strengthened his right hand’s grip on the ring sword suddenly.


    ng ng ng ng ng!!!


    A string of frenzied shing noises rang out continuously.


    Edin’s face remained unchanged while his figure moved back frantically, but his speed did not increase as frighteningly as Garen’s.


    His ruby-like fingers tapped against the body of the sword frenziedly, and all of the hits were concentrated on one point on the sword.


    Edin’s silhouette stopped suddenly. His figure became nted, as his right hand drew his sword as quick as lightning.


    Ching!!!


    Another silver ring sword was drawn out of thin air, before the white moon colored sword marks flew towards Garen.


    The fingers on Garen’s left hand shot out.


    ng!!


    His fingers collided with the side of the sword.


    Tch!!


    Red lights shed.


    Garen disappeared instantly in ce, before reappearing again, except that he now stood on a piece of ground that was over ten meters away.


    The ferocity on his face had disappearedpletely, as he stretched his hand out and touched the right side of his face gently, before bringing his hand down to look at it, and seeing that his hand was now covered in blood.


    On the right side of his face, a horizontal wound gradually appeared, and was bleeding slowly.


    "I obviously blocked it..." Garen looked at Edin who was still suspended in midair not far away. "What ability is this?"


    Edin turned over and fell directly from the sky, before standing on the broken surface of a bronze statue. He looked at Garen again, with a slightly respectful look in his gaze.


    His fingertips turned, before a white rose magically appeared in his hand again.


    "One hundred and thirty-four."


    "?"


    "One hundred and thirty four opponents of the same rank, including aberrated monsters. You were the only one who could force me to use the Dislocation Sword." Edin threw out a rose that turned into a pile of white flower petals again.


    The abundant flower petals resembled a stream that flowed from the bottom to the top, and flew into his right palm. They gathered together slowly, and formed into a brand new silver ring sword!


    Ching!


    The two silver ring swords in his hands ovepped one other to form an ‘X’, while emitting an entrancing light silver glow under the moonlight.


    "It turns out that you’ve always existed in a totem and physical body state from the beginning." A look of understanding appeared on Garen’s face suddenly. The air of ferocity that surrounded his whole body had disappearedpletely at once. It seemed as if the fury he felt at the beginning was just an illusion.


    He was now able to make full use of the Nine-Headed Dragon’s negative emotion to enhance his own fighting abilities, and the longer the period of normal suppression, the stronger it would be duringbat.


    This period of time where he worked in the pce, was not something that he could waste.


    Totembination was something that Garen understood as well, but up until now, he still relied on solo main bodybat, or separate Totembat. He was unlike Edin who usedbinations from start to finish.


    Although Form 4 and Spiritualization were different, as the time taken tobine was much longer, very few people would use continuousbination like him.


    Upon seeing Garen’s sudden transformation, Edin’s gaze finally turned somewhat serious.


    "Looks like I underestimated you."


    Both of his swords were still ovepped, and a fiery war challenge appeared in his eyes.


    "I have four types of sword skills that take turns to ovep, and have never been defeated. If you can deflect all of them, I will not obstruct you anymore."


    "Obstruct me?" A mysterious smile appeared on Garen’s face. But momentster, he could vaguely feel a strange, mysterious gasing from Edin’s body. This gas caused his perception to be blurry.


    "Bloom, new moon..." Edin closed his eyes and opened them again, and now his pupils had be fully white.


    Suddenly, an unparalleled sense of danger rushed towards Garen.


    With Garen as the center, within a range of a few meters in the surroundings, a white moon colored rose began to bloom in midair slowly, and the center of the rose petals, was where he currently stood.


    The entire white rose wrapped him uppletely, and was iparably beautiful under the moonlight.


    Garen stood upright, motionless. He could detect that his surroundings were filled with an extremely sharp presence in the air, as if countless des had formed a white rose.


    His left pointer finger moved slightly.


    Tch!


    A bloody wound appeared on his fingertip suddenly, as if he had been wounded by a sharp de.


    "This is my second sword skill, Imprisonment Flowers." Edin’s voice could be heard from the front, while the two ring swords that were in his hands earlier had suddenly disappeared.


    Regarding the powerful Vitality that Garen was proud of, when faced with high level opponents of the same rank, although it was abnormally strong, it was still unable to produce an effect that was powerful enough.


    "Right now, you are already within my Imprisonment Flowers, and all movements will lead to an attack by the countless des, so how will you escape then?" Edin looked at Garen calmly, regarding the Lord of the ck Fire Pce that he had worked together with during this period of time, he now had a brand new understanding of him.


    His body felt as if it had the toughness of the Totem Light, but strangely enough, he did not have the protection of the Totem Light. Was it possible, that he had not released his Totem Light all this while, and was merely relying on his main body to fight me?


    This assumption shed across Edin’s mind, but he pushed it away immediately.


    Impossible! It was impossible for anyone lower than Form 5 to use their main bodies to fight Totem abilities!


    "You’ve finally realised..." The corners of Garen’s mouth upturned slightly into a smile. "Indeed, it is as you thought, I didn’t use my Totem Light, and have been relying on my main body to fight you."


    The expression on Edin’s face grew more serious, and his gaze red at Garen, while ck gas began to escape from his opponent’s body like arge amount of ck smoke, and creatures began to appear in their surroundings, enveloping the empty spaces around them.


    "Currently, I’ve be more interested in you..." Garen licked his lips and pushed Beckstone and the others to the back of his mind, as thebat style of Edin, who stood before his eyes, had impacted him strongly, while an inspired feeling began to float up in his mind like rain after springtime.


    "If I could kill you, that would be such a wonderful thing..." Garen’s surroundings were slowly illuminated with ayer of faint red light that was the Totem Light of the Nine-Headed Dragon.


    He raised his hand slowly.


    Cha cha cha!!


    The red Totem Light on his arm and the shapeless des shed violently, emitting scattered fragments of red and white light.


    He was sublimating!


    Garen felt that his fighting skills were undergoing subtle changes.


    The rtionship between Totems and Secret Techniques in Edin’s fighting techniques, used a terrifyingly rapid impact to integrate with one another.


    The blood sma-like aura dispersed silently like thick blood that submerged in the surrounding ground, and surged towards Edin.


    Edin’s gaze changed slightly, as he took a few steps back to avoid the spread of the sma.


    "What is this?!"


    "If you survive, I’ll tell... You!!"


    Before he could finish speaking, Garen’s entire body exploded into dots of light suddenly, as those were the countless fragments that were formed when the shapeless des and Totem Light rubbed together violently.


    The red and white dots rained down like fireworks.


    A red afterimage appeared beside Edin instantly. Unlike its previous speed, its current speed seemed beyond his line of sight and beyond his nerves.


    Before Edin could even open his blinking eyes, he felt a hot sensation collide against his chest violently.


    He heard the sound of his own Totem Light tearing, as a terrifying surge of power rushed in through the crack, corroding his body.


    When he opened his eyes, he could only see a burning red me in front of him.


    "The third sword... Fantasy Flower..." Edin could not move, and just voiced hismand in a low mumble.


    The me disappeared instantly.


    "Eh?" Garen said softly, he felt that he had suddenly been transported to an area a few meters away from Edin, as if his feet had made him run there, while the meter-long distance between them was something that he was unable to reduce.


    The burning Red Jade Palm in his hands could never seem to get closer to Edin. It was merely a short meter-long distance, but it seemed so far away.


    He kept rushing forward, but the ground beneath his feet seemed as if it had been stretched, and was constantly being pulled longer.


    "Cough cough..." Edin began to cough violently, while he looked at the Totem Light in front of him that had almost been torn to shreds, shing across his eyes suddenly. That speed that surpassed his nerves, senses, and even sound. If his Totem Light had held on for a slightly shorter amount of time, he would have been killed!!


    Looking at Garen who had stopped not far away, he began to calm his emotions, before opening his mouth slowly.


    "It’s useless, the Fantasy Flowers are a sword technique that possess unlimited extension. No one has been able to touch me with this technique."


    "Fantasy Flowers... What a mysterious sword technique," praised Garen while he stood on the spot and felt his surroundings twisting slightly, he did not know if the space around him was twisting, or if his thoughts themselves were merely twisting, but this strange sensation was the first time he truly felt the powers of ultimate Form 4, and even Form 5 levels.


    "I’ve never met a Form 4 Totem User like you..." Edin shook his head slightly. "Your main body is so powerful that even I fear it. I initially thought that anyone below Form 5 in this world was not worthy of being feared by myself."


    Garen’s eyes narrowed slightly.


    "Dislocation Sword, Imprisonment Sword, Fantasy Sword, I’m very curious as to what thest sword technique may be?"


    "Hahaha..." A rare smile appeared on Edin’s face. "You’ll see it soon enough... The Fantasy Flowers can only bloom for ny-nine heartbeats. And myst technique is preparing to end..."


    He had just finished speaking when the surrounding areas that were twisted earlier now returned to their original calm states.


    Without a moment of hesitation, Garen turned into a red shadow and dashed towards Edin.


    "White New Moon Sword!!"


    Edin growled softly as the two swords shed, before the body of the sword melted instantly.


    Whoosh!!


    A terrifying, ten meter long white sword appeared in his hands, and the body of the sword had arge silver ring that turned circles like a clock.


    The effect of the Fantasy Flowers finally disappearedpletely, while at the same time, Edin raised therge sword, and waved it gently.