Chapter 572: Chapter 489: Palpitations
At the same time, about eight hundred kilometers away from the Magma Basin, in a rugged rocky area.
Jeming, in the midst of stealth, suddenly stopped.
Instinctively, he glanced to the left, sensing fierce energy fluctuations from behind the rocky mountains three hundred kilometers away.
He converged his aura and quietly approached, soon discerning the battle situation: three wizards from the Nolun Workshop were besieging a gray-robed wizard from the Tower of Annihilation.
Yet, despite being three against one, the Nolun Workshop wizards were not gaining the upper hand.
The Tower of Annihilation wizard’s movements were eerie, with gray-white energy ripples exploding underfoot, propelling him to shift like a specter.
The energy beams released from his hands were incredibly powerful, combined with his ghostlike speed and formidable shield, leaving the three Nolun Workshop wizards unable to break through, and the battle turning into a stalemate.
"Interesting." Jeming observed from hiding, "This person’s combat level is considerably stronger than the thirteen I faced earlier."
Having observed for a while, Jeming was about to make his move to take down the enemy.
From the left side of space, a bone-chilling killing intent erupted without warning!
Fast!
So fast that Jeming couldn’t even react!
Fortunately, the Ruins Armor activated instinctively, and the transparent armor instantly covered his body.
Almost simultaneously, a crystal dagger, translucent and wreathed in spatial cracks, stabbed out from the void, precisely aiming at Jeming’s left temple!
Zzzz!!!
The ear-piercing sound of a runaway electric current exploded!
The dagger halted a millimeter away from his skin, firmly blocked by the Ruins Armor.
The icy killing intent transmitted through the armor made Jeming’s hair stand on end!
Without even turning his head, his left hand already swung backwards like lightning!
But the assailant was faster.
Not hitting the target, the dagger retracted like a living creature, the figure blending into spatial ripples and vanishing.
Jeming’s left hand grasped at empty air.
"Space Jump?!"
His pupils shrank, his right hand gripping towards the still-present rippling area!
"Space—Stabilization!"
The space within a kilometer instantly solidified, forcibly interrupting and suppressing all forms of jumping, folding, and stealth.
A figure was "squeezed" out from the void.
Their entire body had a semi-transparent crystalline texture, not because they wore armor, but because the body had undergone some form of bio-mineral modification.
At this moment, maintaining a half-kneeling posture, the figure held a dagger in the right hand, light glowing in his left, attempting a second jump, only to have all spatial magic locked by the stabilized space.
He slowly lifted his head.
The crystalline face had no features, only two pitch-black holes swallowing light served as "eyes."
The gaze was cold and indifferent, assessing Jeming like prey.
Chaos Secret Sect, "Crystal Modification branch."
Jeming instantly recognized the technical origins of the opponent.
His heart was still pounding, the inner lining soaked with cold sweat.
If it wasn’t for the quick automatic defense of the Ruins Armor just now, he might have already been dead!
Cause and Effect Tracing Technique quickly went into reverse, showing that the other had been lurking within a spatial fold since before Jeming arrived in the region to observe, likely intending to wait for an opportunity to eliminate the enemy, only to find a more suitable prey in Jeming.
"Careless." Jeming took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.
This was why he had ventured out for experience.
No matter how thorough the simulated exercises, they couldn’t compare to the life-and-death sense of crisis in real combat.
It makes you confront your own weaknesses, reaction limits, and deficiencies in life-and-death struggles.
As he was in a standoff with the Crystal Wizard, the three-against-one battle nearby had inexplicably come to a halt.
The four wizards stared wide-eyed in this direction, astonished expressions all over their faces.
Though brief, the lightning-fast clash was perilous and full of technique, leaving the spectators on edge.
More importantly, the four hadn’t even noticed two more people had been hidden around them!
The Crystal Wizard slowly rose, the dark holes showing no emotional fluctuation.
He lifted his left hand, pressing against the stabilized space...
Crack.
The light sound of breaking glass.
Jeming felt his "Space Stabilization" beginning to loosen, redefined by some higher-level spatial technique.
"What witchcraft?" Jeming’s pupils slightly constricted.
As the Crystal Wizard loosened the confinement, his silhouette began to fade again.
Clearly, upon realizing his assassination had failed, he was not planning to linger and was preparing to retreat.
Jeming’s eyes went cold, his right hand lifted, ready to release Space Stabilization once more.
But before the light could fully form, the Crystal Wizard’s figure completely vanished, with even the Cause and Effect Tracing Technique only capturing a rapidly dissipating blurry mark.
"Gone?"
Jeming remained vigilant, scanning three times with the Cause and Effect Tracing Technique, confirming there were no other ambushes before he slowly exhaled.
He raised a hand to touch the back of his head, his palm met with the chill of sweat.
"That moment just now..."
Recalling the image of the dagger stabbing, his heart continued to race.
This incident abruptly quelled the pride that had unconsciously arisen after Jeming had swiftly slain more than ten wizards of equal level.
"Still...not strong enough." Jeming murmured.
Meanwhile, the four wizards remained still, their gazes shifting between Jeming and the Nolun Workshop emblem on his chest, an intersection of caution and shock.
After all, enemies disguising as allies on the battlefield were not uncommon, and before Jeming explicitly revealed his stance, they didn’t dare to relax.
But still reeling from the fright of the attempted assassination, Jeming had no mood to continue entangling with these people.
He turned to look at the Tower of Annihilation wizard.
The other sensed the gaze, stiffened slightly, and instinctively retreated half a step.
Jeming had no patience for words, his right hand lifted, his forefinger extended.
A dark golden light gathered at his fingertip.
Buzz...
The surrounding atmosphere and light began to distort.
The face beneath the mask of the Tower of Annihilation wizard turned deathly pale, sensing the chilling omen of being marked by death.
"No!!!"
He roared, channeling all his defenses, intertwining light and dark energy into dozens of shields, attempting to blur his form into the environment, even burning part of his soul to release a terrifying energy beam.
But all methods proved futile.
The dark golden light gently swept through.
The shields shattered layer by layer, the blurred form forcefully anchored, and the beam rebounded directly back.
The light fell on his chest.
With a soft pop.
The wizard’s figure immediately froze, his head lowered towards his chest.
An edge-smooth as mirror’s hole began to rapidly expand, with everything within "extinguished": flesh, bone, energy, soul...like an erased drawing, disappearing bit by bit.
In the blink of an eye, only a scattering of gray dust remained.
Jeming withdrew his hand, the light vanishing.
Without even glancing at the three Nolun Workshop wizards, he turned and stepped into the air, the Void Step activating once more, his figure disappearing, heading rapidly towards the defense line.
Where they stood, the three wizards remained frozen for a long time.
Finally, one dryly spoke, "Just now...that was..."
Another swallowed hard, "I don’t know..."
The third slowly turned his head, the shock yet to fade from his eyes, "If he intended to kill us just now...us three..."
The words were left unspoken, but all three knew they wouldn’t have been able to withstand a single move, each involuntarily swallowing.
"Fortunately...he’s one of ours..."
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