"Kill!"
Tucker wielded the spear, wrapped in thunderclap, piercing through with thousands of lightning bolts in an instant and blasting forward.
The violent energy fluctuations stirred the once-calm Star Realm into a ripple.
Each lightning bolt could easily shatter a mountain, and the continuous assaults were becoming increasingly formidable.
Star Realm,
the ripples transformed into roaring waves.
Carl, amidst it, was like a ship struggling desperately in a tempest, constantly adjusting its direction.
"Damn..."
The spear collided with the Buddha hand, emitting a sharp, piercing screech that made the surrounding void tremble suddenly.
Danger!
Carl's body stiffened slightly, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.
As expected.
The next moment.
An unprecedented vast thunderclap emerged before his eyes, billions of lightning bolts continuously bombarding towards him.
At extreme speed, Tucker seemed to split into countless afterimages in an instant, each attacking.
Direct thrust, diagonal chop, downward slash, horizontal sweep, spiral stab, spinning cut...
Where the two fought initially was just a glimmer of light, and in the next instant, that light rivaled the blazing sun.
Like a dead silent Star Realm suddenly rising with dazzling radiance.
Not only the Star Realm.
The entire Eastern Kingdom Continent was almost illuminated, all the strong felt the powerful pressure.
Temple of Gods.
Several 'Pseudo-Gods' in the midst of discussion suddenly looked up, faces revealing a solemn expression.
"It's him."
Remiller's eyes showed fear:
"Thunder Spear!"
"Indeed."
'Death God' Hel nodded slowly, even separated by a great distance, he instinctively gripped the scythe in his hand:
"For Thunder Spear to erupt with such power, there are few in this land who can achieve it."
"Who could it be?"
Though Thunder Spear Tucker's power might not be the strongest in this realm, after all, a knight's methods are too singular, easily restrained by all sorts of strange techniques, his strength is beyond doubt.
Tucker's strength is pure.
Pure enough that even with a seemingly unremarkable spear, he possesses a power that even the Gods fear.
If Tucker could acquire a divine artifact spear when the Gods fall, there would be no doubt as to who would be the top master of the Eastern Kingdom Continent.
Remiller squinted her eyes, she guessed who was crossing paths with the Thunder Spear.
'Carl, is it you?'
...
Nightwatcher Organization.
Several shadows in different bases simultaneously sensed, they took out their communicators to inquire among each other.
"Who is fighting with Thunder Spear?"
"One of those from the Temple of Gods?"
"Or is it some kind of special Divine Punishment?"
"..."
"So strong!"
Unlike the Temple of Gods or Blood Alliance, though the Nightwatcher Organization is also considered deeply rooted, their power mostly comes from uncovering ancient relics, with few survivors from the era of divine wars.
Regarding Thunder Spear, who hadn't made a move for hundreds of years, they only felt unfamiliar, and fearful.
This power...
Is simply incomprehensible!
One man might just be able to annihilate a world.
And such a world-ending existence is engaged in a deadly battle with another unknown powerhouse.
Powerful,
is it truly this terrifying?
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Faced with the incoming lightning, under unprecedented pressure, Carl's thoughts seemed to break through some sort of limit, and all before him froze.
The chaotic thoughts dissipated.
Numerous Magic Circuits, intricate Martial Arts, Divine Power usage seemed both forgotten and comprehended.
The next moment.
He slowly raised his hand.
Between the fingers, five differently colored lights burst forth, intertwining in mid-air to meet the incoming lightning.
Five Thunder Hand!
In just an instant, he grasped a method of fusion from witchcraft, martial arts, and divine power.
Five-Colored Thunder Light stems from witchcraft, the exertion technique is martial arts, and the power of thunder comes from the Thunder God's authority.
"Boom!"
The Five Thunder Hand was instantly shattered by the spear.
Carl stepped back again, gently pressed both hands, letting the five-colored radiance transform into a curtain blocking the front.
"Bang!"
The radiance exploded again.
In the short moment, Carl switched and performed dozens of Magic Doors, each so arcane and potent.
He believed, even if stars fell from the sky upon him, he could easily block them, but now...
No matter the method, encountering the lightning resulted in inevitable dismantling, almost having no effect.
"Kill!"
Tucker bellowed softly, his battle spirit rising again.
With his spear, he forced Carl to retreat wildly, penetrating a lightning streak several tens of thousands of miles long through the Star Realm void.
Block!
Block!
Keep blocking!
Carl emptied his mind and instinctively defended against the incoming assault, at a moment suddenly feeling a tightness in his chest.
No good!
"Carl!"
Tucker's eyes blazed with thunderclap, shouting:
"Your foundations are tenfold, hundredfold more profound than mine, your techniques a thousandfold, ten thousandfold greater than mine, but..."
"So what?"
"You..."
"Are not pure!"
Time and space suddenly froze.
The billions of lightning unexpectedly vanished, Carl's heart chilled, feeling like he was in a deep sky of absolute night.
Consciousness void, rising and falling, body trembling, blood swirling, an inexplicable alarm rose within.
The next moment.
The vanished billions of lightning reappeared, transforming into a single ordinary spear.
Direct thrust!
A simple direct thrust, yet it made Carl's consciousness, heartbeat, soul almost pause.
"Hmm!"
A muffled groan.
Madness flickered in Carl's eyes, followed by countless tentacles extending from behind him.
Each tentacle's tip grew a hand, each hand holding a different Seal Technique.
The numerous methods previously employed now unleashed all at once.
