Chapter 337 Was there any need to strive for greater power?
Julian, after all, was an elite mid-level Soulmancer.
His furious strike was so powerful that it could even cleave a small hill in two.
If William truly were just a novice Soulmancer, even in his armor, he would undoubtedly be unable to avoid it.
Moreover, no matter how impressive the armor's defense, it couldn't withstand several attacks from a mid-level Soulmancer elite.
Especially for someone like Julian, at the peak of mid-level Soulmancer status, one strike could likely destroy the armor.
The moment Julian made his move, William had at least a hundred ways to kill him.
But he wasn't done having fun yet,the armor had many features he wanted to try out. Since Julian wanted to play, William decided to oblige him thoroughly.
Hoping the fun would last a little longer.
William, mindful of his role as a novice Soulmancer, acted slower compared to Julian, but his alloy sword was already in position to block.
To onlookers, it seemed as though William leisurely raised his sword first, and then Julian's strike landed on it.
"Disconnect!" Julian shouted loudly.
An arcane pulse rippled, and William was sent flying hundreds of meters, even creating two long trenches where he landed.
But William's alloy sword remained intact, and the crack previously caused by Victor's attack was even repaired.
William's abilities were immeasurable; as long as he didn't want the sword to break, merely by his will, he could recombine the molecules of the sword.
He was quite fond of the armor,why would he let someone destroy it?
"Damn! Is this armor Dr. Lopez made really this powerful?"
"That's terrifying! It actually withstood a strike from a mid-level Soulmancer elite."
"William is impressive too. Facing a mid-level Soulmancer elite, he even dared to strike first."
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The people from the 13th Bureau were also excited, watching William in the armor battle a mid-level Soulmancer elite. Although he seemed to be at a disadvantage, he had managed to sever Julian's arm.
Did this mean that as long as they wore this armor, they could also stand up to mid-level Soulmancer elites?
"Ah! It's useless! I've tried that suit of armor. It's powerful, indeed, but it's too mentally draining to use."
"So, this means William's defeat is certain, huh?!"
"Isn't that obvious? How can you think a suit of armor can surpass someone who has accumulated power over hundreds of years of practice?"
The people of the 13th Bureau were excited, but most of them believed that the outcome was already decided.
Moreover, it seemed likely that William's suit of armor would be destroyed here.
Only Steven and Zoey were just quietly watching.
Steven was the only one on the field who knew what a foregone conclusion really meant.
Zoey's attention was entirely on William. She was worried, but for some reason, her intuition told her that William would win.
She didn't even know why she had such intuition.
But her instincts were usually right.
Except for thinking of William as a novice Soulmancer…
"Don't worry, he'll be fine." Steven whispered to Zoey, fearing she might intervene impulsively.
Zoey's strength should be much higher than Julian's, but fighting would likely result in casualties, and she has no need to intervene.
"Mhm." Zoey remained calm, showing no intention to act.
William was sent flying back hundreds of meters, crashing through many large trees. He did this to maintain his current role.
And also, he hadn't had enough fun with the other functions of the armor yet.
"Can it fly too?" With a thought, William activated jets under his feet and soared into the sky, firing three ion cannons simultaneously.
These were the last three ion cannon shots. To use them again, he would have to go back to Dr. Lopez for a power recharge.
"Child's play!" Julian didn't even bother to dodge, slashing with his sword to block the three ion cannon shots head-on.
"Clang!"
Julian's divine sword shattered into pieces when it hit the three ion cannon shots.
"Wow! What did I just see?"
"Has technology advanced to such a level already? It actually blew Julian's divine sword to pieces!"
Julian spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Could a weapon made by ordinary people really shatter his divine sword?
After all, this was a magical artifact that he had nurtured with his soul for two hundred years.
With his divine sword destroyed, his soul too was severely damaged, and he was in bad shape.
He had never experienced the power of ion cannons, a space-based weapon. He always thought that ordinary human weapons couldn't hurt him, let alone shatter his magical artifact.
"Hehe!" William couldn't help but laugh.
The power was impressive!
Unfortunately, it was quite energy-consuming. He couldn't even enjoy another exhilarating shot.
William, like a playful old man who had been lonely and bored for decades, finally found a beloved toy, began to explore the other functions of his armor.
Plutonium?
Wearing this armor, he naturally received information about its functions.
The tip of the left middle finger of the armor even contained 1 gram of plutonium.
William couldn't help but think that Jhin was truly insane.
After all, a piece of plutonium the size of an aspirin tablet, if leaked, could poison two hundred million people!
5 grams could poison all of humanity!
And Jhin had actually placed 1 gram of plutonium in this armor.
Scientists doing research really are madmen.
He even attempted to let people use mental power to control the plutonium for assassination purposes.
If this 1 gram of plutonium hit someone, no matter if they were a mid-level Soulmancer at their peak, or even a being with Demi-God level strength, their physical body would be utterly destroyed.
But who could control this one gram of plutonium for an attack, except someone with mental power at its utmost limit?
Moreover, if it leaked, it would render hundreds of miles around barren, not a blade of grass growing.
As for the other functions, like flame throwing or temperature control, these wouldn't cause substantial harm to a mid-level Soulmancer elite.
William had seen enough. Julian suddenly flew towards him, moving as fast as lightning, reaching for William's throat.
"You're going to die!" Julian didn't want any more surprises. This move was meant to break William's neck.
But William calmly raised his finger.
"Bang!" William mimicked the sound of a gunshot with his mouth. 0.1 grams of plutonium was precisely fired, hitting Julian right in the eye.
The next moment, William sidestepped to avoid Julian's attack. Julian traced a beautiful arc in mid-air before crashing heavily to the ground, his body bouncing seven or eight meters before coming to a stop.
The scene fell into stunned silence.
What just happened?
Is Julian dead?!
Killed by a novice Soulmancer?
And what exactly did this novice Soulmancer do just now?
Soulmancers who didn't understand science were utterly bewildered. They couldn't fathom how Julian had died.
Was the armor William wearing that fierce?
Could a novice Soulmancer wearing it really kill a peak mid-level Soulmancer?
Then what was the point of their years of rigorous training and searching for treasures? Was there any need to strive for greater power?
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