Chapter 395

The Vortex Archon looked at the chains that had appeared, unable to hide its shock.

Because it discovered.

This power was actually imbued with the force of suppression.

Countless chains directly trapped the massive Vortex Archon in place.

At the same time, it also temporarily sealed its power.

The torrential rain.

Finally stopped.

The gale also subsided along with it.

The surface of the sea calmed down as well.

"What? He actually managed to stop the Vortex Archon..."

In the distance, Childe wore a look of shock.

That is an Archon, after all.

A being that had truly and genuinely fought against the Geo Archon.

It was no mere imitation.

It was only because its true form was suppressed by the stone spears that it hadn't fully emerged.

"Attack!!!"

Amidst the people's shock.

Sister Ningguang finally found the opportunity to strike.

Everyone activated the Guizhong Ballista.

Launching an all-out attack toward the Vortex Archon.

A terrifying beam of light.

Rushed violently toward the Vortex Archon.

That immense energy.

Directly caused the shackled Vortex Archon to tremble.

Yet the surrounding tornadoes did not weaken.

Hu Tao said in astonishment: "Is this still not enough?"

"The power of the Guizhong Ballista is still not enough to contend with an Archon..."

A flash of anxiety crossed Sister Ningguang's eyes.

An ancient creation.

Is it still unable to contend with this monster?

Beside her, Chongyun said at this moment: "Lady Sister Ningguang, we can fire the Guizhong Ballista one more time..."

"Yes, fire... If this doesn't work, we will have no choice but to abandon the Jade Chamber..."

Although it pained her.

But for the sake of Liyue.

Any sacrifice is worth it.

The Jade Chamber is merely an external object.

The shackles were trembling in layers.

The Vortex Archon.

Was breaking free.

Su Han let out a muffled groan, blood already beginning to trickle from the corner of his mouth.

"Are you alright?"

"I can hold on a little longer, this guy's power is just too strong..."

Su Han replied faintly.

But his eyes held a hint of helplessness.

His own power was still not enough.

Even with the Chains of Heaven.

Trying to seal an Archon was simply too unrealistic.

At this moment, three figures flew in from Liyue Harbor.

"We have come to lend you a hand..."

It had reached this critical juncture.

They could no longer sit idly by.

The three Adepti injected their power into Su Han's body together.

The Chains of Heaven, which were on the verge of collapse.

Once again gained even greater power.

"Cloud Retainer..."

"Do not lose focus! Su Han... We are also a part of Liyue; we cannot just watch while you do all the work!

Focus on suppressing it.

At this moment, the Vortex Archon's power has not been fully released.

It is possible to press it back down."

"Understood."

Su Han nodded, exerting his full strength to drive the Chains of Heaven.

At this moment, the Vortex Archon's head had stopped shaking.

The four massive storm tornadoes.

Also slowly died down.

At this time, on the Jade Chamber.

The second attack was ready.

Sister Ningguang said to Klee: "Throw that special bomb as well!"

"Yes, Sister Sister Ningguang. Taste Klee's super-sized Jumpty Dumpty..."

Sister Ningguang activated the catalyst.

And Klee also threw out her special bomb.

The bomb, as large as a house, followed the power of the Guizhong Ballista.

And struck the Vortex Archon together.

An earth-shattering explosion.

Erupted in the Sea of Clouds.

Although the attack hit the Vortex Archon.

It only caused the opponent's body to sway slightly.

It had still not fallen.

"Heh... You ants are not enough to defeat me... Bring Morax out!!!"

"I am the Vortex Archon!!!"

An angry roar.

It was incredibly despair-inducing.

Such a terrifying attack could even destroy a small island.

Yet why would the Vortex Archon still not fall?

Su Han was also somewhat stunned.

He remembered that in the game.

One shot from the Guizhong Ballista left the opponent somewhat exhausted.

Why was it so resilient?

Soon, he thought of someone.

Scaramouche!

It was him...