The Witch Hunter System

Chapter 471 Heavenly Formless Dragon Art
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471 Heavenly Formless Dragon Art

Even after Ulrich's head rolled on the ground and faced Emperor Renardier, he could only look at the person with incomprehensible disbelief, wondering why he was betrayed.

Unfortunately, he would never get the answer.

After all, Emperor Renardier didn't like Ulrich's gaze and immediately followed up with a strong stomp, causing the person's head to explode like a watermelon.

Boom!

The entire mountaintop shook under the impact.

"Between someone dead and someone alive, I believe there's no need for me to prove who is more worthy of your divine blessing, master."

"Kekeke... Oh, how the mighty have fallen. Very well, accept the contract, and you shall receive my divine power. I'm interested to see how you will use it."

Following Helcan's words, Emperor Renardier received a visual message prompt like a system asking whether he agreed to the contract.

Naturally, he accepted without hesitation.

Shortly after, Emperor Renardier immediately felt an intangible power flowing into his body, filling every corner of his being. In that instant, he felt like he was overflowing with strength.

Thanks to Helcan's divine power, Emperor Renardier got a glimpse and taste of what existed beyond the Transcendent rank.

"Such... power! How marvelous," Emperor Renardier savored the sensation before glancing at Vaan. "You shouldn't have waited for me.

Now that I have received the divine blessing of Helcan the Mighty, I am unstoppable!"

Following Emperor Renardier's declaration, his aura and divine power surged in waves as he powered himself up. The way he could freely manipulate Helcan's divine power to strengthen himself was an exceptionally wonderful experience.

"Hahaha! Is this what it feels like for witches when they control their mana?! I can get used to this! Such free control...!" Emperor Renardier laughed maniacally.

After his magic buffs expired, his strength had dropped back to High-level Rank 5. But with Helcan's divine power, it rose back up to Peak-level Rank 5.

If Emperor Renardier could combine his aura as a Late-stage Aura King with Helcan's divine power, achieving the level of a Demigod was not impossible.

Unfortunately, he was still new to Helcan's divine power and couldn't control it skillfully like Ulrich. The latter had taken many years before he could achieve some success in the fusion.

Emperor Renardier would have to be a heaven-defying genius if he wanted to achieve the same result instantly.

As such, Vaan wasn't worried in the least; he was far from worrying.

Why would a Peak Demigod have such worries?

"Heh."

"Something funny to you, young man?"

"Yeah, you. You have become a broken, delusional person, drunk on power. Compared to before, you are a joke now. I'd dare say you have become even weaker."

"I will make you regret saying that."

"You won't be able to."

A big grin appeared on Vaan's face at the end of their exchange. He stored his greatsword in the Heaven-Swallowing Space and linked his hands behind his back.

Ding!

<You have fully comprehended Emperor Renardier's aura circulation method (Peak-rank)>

<You have merged Emperor Renardier's peak-rank aura circulation method with the Way of the Formless Dragon (High-rank)>

<You have created the Heavenly Formless Dragon Art (Peak-rank)>

"Hmph!"

Following Emperor Renardier's cold snort, he immediately closed the gap between him and Vaan with a strong step, shattering the ground beneath his feet...

On the main battlefield, the imperial soldiers continued to suffer casualties at the hands of the battle witches and dragons.

Furthermore, many of them also got crushed to death in the rear from large, heavy boulders rolling down the rocky mountain.

They had prepared them for the enemy, yet they were killed by them instead.

It was pretty ironic.

With the imperial army's dwindling numbers, many imperial soldiers began to lose hope in their emperor. Perhaps, before the emperor could take down their enemy leader, they would be wiped out first.

Boom!

Suddenly, the rocky mountain behind them shattered apart, and a figure flew over, crashing into the middle of their ranks like a fallen meteor.

"Y-Your Imperial Majesty!"

The imperial soldiers immediately cried once they identified the figure in the newly formed pit with half a step in the grave.

A gaping hole could be found in Emperor Renardier's stomach, with severe burns in all parts of his body. Even his hair was all gone without a trace. His armor was also broken and melted into his flesh.

Taking a single blue flaming spear to the stomach, Emperor Renardier was instantly defeated.

Shortly after, a wave of blue flames forced everyone to retreat some distance as Vaan's figure descended into the area.

Emperor Renardier lay powerlessly on the ground with an expression that showed he refused to accept the current situation as he stared up at Vaan.

"You said you weren't going to use your fire ability..." Emperor Renardier weakly uttered.

"I did, but only to achieve my goal," Vaan acknowledged before he coolly said, "Since I achieved my goal, there was no more use for you.

Besides, it seemed you needed a reality check."

After Emperor Renardier heard that, the light faded from his eyes. He accepted the fact that it was impossible to beat Vaan. Even if he had reached the level of a Demigod, he still wouldn't be Vaan's opponent.

"Kill me," Emperor Renardier said.

"You will die, but not by my hands," Vaan stated before glancing around at the nervous imperial soldiers. "Your emperor has been defeated! If you want to live, throw away your weapons and surrender! Otherwise, I can reduce you all to ashes here and now!"

Following Vaan's declaration, his blue flames surged toward the sky before turning bright white and round like the sun, appearing seemingly holy and overflowing with boundless power as it grew in size and temperature.

When the imperial soldiers saw that, several of them threw away their swords and dropped to their knees to prostrate without hesitation.

And after the first few did it, others followed like a chain reaction as more joined in amidst the fear, confusion, and uncertainty they all felt.

They felt lost.

"For what and whom have we been fighting..."

"The emperor we believed in emanates such demonic power, and the enemy leader we've been fighting against seems like the incarnation of the Sun God we worship..."

"Did we try to challenge our own god...?"

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