Chapter 295: Leave This to Me (Double Chapter) (May 6600 Monthly Ticket Bonus)

A strong one of the Human Race…

Looking at the broken formation in the air, the dwarf demon powerhouse's eyes held a hint of regret.

However, feeling the powerful strength fluctuations of the human before him, he also knew that in the upcoming battle he could not continue to divert his spirit to maintain the formation.

Only by defeating the human before him could he smoothly draw away this world's origin.

Thinking this, the dwarf demon powerhouse tossed the passage core, which served as the foundation of the formation, to his clansmen for safekeeping, then stepped step by step through the void toward Qin Chuan.

A two-meter-long giant axe was held upside-down behind him, plowing a phantom trace in the void and scattering countless sparks.

"Human Race, although your ending is destined to be defeat, with your strength you are qualified to know my name."

"Roaring Pillar·Milajieer."

At the moment the dwarf demon powerhouse's voice fell, a terrifying aura shot up to the heavens, spanning heaven and earth, causing everything around to fall into trembling.

Feeling the opponent's strength erupt like a flood, Qin Chuan's eyes narrowed slightly; without many words, he drew Salas's Dragon Slaying Sword from the void and instantly lunged at the opponent.

The sweeping water surged skyward, instantly reversing with Qin Chuan's attack toward Milajieer, bursting forth terrifying intimidating power in the roar.

"Clang—"

Accompanied by a flash of metallic clash, Qin Chuan felt as if struck by a tremendous force, his body uncontrollably flying backward, carving a deep trace in the air.

Strength is inherently the dwarf demon race's forte, and moreover Milajieer himself seems to possess a strange ability that can greatly augment power.

But fortunately, his purpose has already been achieved.

The rushing torrent instantly engulfed Milajieer.

Milajieer swung the giant axe in his hand, roaring as he fiercely smashed down; the surrounding water was instantly split apart, scattering like rain in the violent shock.

"Trivial tricks!"

Milajieer let out a low grunt, his body unbeknownst when already clad in a dark-red battle armor; although his previous strike was powerful, it left no scar on him.

Qin Chuan said nothing, slowly raising his Dragon Slaying Sword, and softly uttered a word.

"Slash!"

"Hum—"

The water droplets dancing in the air instantly dragged out a several-kilometer-long azure thread, like a blade light instantly slashing toward Milajieer.

As the dozens of water-flow marks attached to his body glowed simultaneously, Milajieer's expression drastically changed; at the moment the thread swept across his body, only a doll remained in place.

"Crack—"

That doll was cleanly cut in two, yet it also blocked Qin Chuan's slash.

A one-time life-saving type of item…

Qin Chuan, holding the long blade, without hesitation again charged toward Milajieer.

He didn't believe this guy could have endless life-saving items! "Clang—"

"Ding—"

The Dragon Slaying Sword collided repeatedly with Milajieer's giant axe; although each clash of strength left Qin Chuan at a disadvantage, his condition remained excellent.

Beneath his feet was the Black Sea; here, his recovery speed was nearly infinite.

Conversely, Milajieer opposite him clearly declined in strength after dozens of collisions.

After multiple collisions, Milajieer also seemed to realize the opponent was troublesome, his expression suddenly turning solemn.

"If this is what you rely on, then I will take it from you!" Milajieer let out a roar, and amidst the rumbling vibrations he instantly unleashed all his power.

"Roaring Combat Arena!"

Accompanying Milajieer's voice falling, the environment where the two were instantly transformed; the ocean beneath their feet vanished, and the heavens above grew dim.

Together they fell into an enormous, blood-scented combat arena.

Qin Chuan's expression slightly tightened as he gripped his long blade and warily regarded Milajieer.

"This place is my battlefield." Milajieer lifted his giant axe and stepped toward Qin Chuan, his voice filled with heaviness and killing intent: "Every member of the dwarf demon race, when they first gain extraordinary power, fuses a piece of equipment into their body."

"The increase of strength and the increase of equipment proceed in tandem."

"Although we will forge countless pieces of equipment in our lifetime, only this one is the most important."

"At the same time, it is also the greatest power of a dwarf demon."

"I love combat, I am crazy about combat." Milajieer slowly raised the giant axe in his hand: "Therefore, I chose to fuse into myself a battlefield!"

"Once the Roaring Combat Arena unfolds, it will separate me and my chosen opponent from the surrounding environment and cast us into the battlefield."

"I can see your astonishing recovery ability is closely tied to water." Milajieer smirked: "Without a water environment, do you still have such recovery speed?"

"I also have to tell you another bad news."

"The environment of the combat arena is synchronized with that of the Heavenly Stairway."

"Here I can employ many abilities that were restricted after entering your world."

"I will tell you the true strength of the dwarf demon race!" Milajieer let out a roar, his aura climbing step by step, truly breaking through from the Legend Stage limit to the Mythic Stage.

Accompanied by a flood-like surging power, he lifted the giant axe high.

"Once the Roaring Combat Arena takes effect, it will only be lifted when a single target remains alive!"

"Human Race, you only have two paths."

"Kill me, or be killed by me!"

Feeling the suffocating aura rapidly approaching himself, seeing the giant axe swiftly enlarging in his vision, Qin Chuan gripped the Dragon Slaying Sword and spoke softly.

"You just said… the environment here and that of the Heavenly Stairway are the same?"

As his words fell, everything around fell into absolute stillness.

Milajieer's ferocious expression froze on his face; every detail of his raised giant axe was distinctly visible, and the kicked-up wind condensed around him like substance.

Qin Chuan smiled.

"Indeed consistent."—

"What's the situation?"

Yanjing, Special Affairs Group headquarters.

Watching the real-time monitoring screen transmitted back by the Imperial Observatory, as Mirajeer let out a roar and both sides suddenly vanished from their spots, Long Ji couldn't help but stand up, exclaiming.

"Qin Chuan and the opponent vanished simultaneously? What ability is this?"

"Sit down, calm down." Feng Yin said in a low voice, his gaze fixed on a corner of the screen, the group of dwarven demons standing motionless in place, "You're the last one who should be surprised here."

"Me?" Long Ji hadn't reacted yet, blankly pointing at himself.

"The expressions of those dwarf demons are excited, indicating that the change happening now was not unexpected for them." Feng Yin pointed at the dwarf demon in the corner of the screen, "So, this is an ability of that dwarf demon called Mirajeer."

"Such an ability should have some similarities with the Holy Domain."

"What's most fearsome about Qin Chuan under the water-system spirit descent is his near-infinite regenerative power; the opponent obviously noticed this, so they isolated the environment in some way."

"Holy Domain…" Long Ji reacted.

Indeed, such an ability does have some similarities with the Holy Domain.

As the possessor of the Holy Domain's talent, he should have thought of this first.

Immediately, Long Ji realized the consequences of the opponent doing this, and his face tightened.

"Can Qin Chuan win?"

From the situation just now, Qin Chuan and the opponent have a certain gap in frontal strength, but relying on the powerful regenerative force of the water system, he can gain the upper hand and suppress the opponent.

If they continued fighting like this, the one who should have won was Qin Chuan. But now the opponent has isolated the water environment by some special means.

This is tantamount to cutting off one of Qin Chuan's arms.

Moreover, since it's the opponent's ability, there is likely some effect that benefits them.

Under this mutual offset, can Qin Chuan really still win? "Because I don't know exactly what the opponent's ability is, I can't be certain about this either." Feng Yin's gaze couldn't help but turn toward a slender figure on the opposite seat.

Lin Yue's eyes were fixed on the screen; although her expression remained calm, the hands resting on her legs were clenched tightly, her slender knuckles turning slightly white.

She opened her mouth, about to say something, when her expression suddenly shifted and she looked at the screen in delight.

Her tightly clenched hands also slowly relaxed, revealing a crescent-shaped blood-red mark on her palm.

"We won."

She spoke softly.

In the screen, Qin Chuan stepped out of the void step by step, while Mirajeer's lifeless corpse plummeted heavily into the black sea.

After a moment of silence, the entire conference room burst into waves of cheers.

Won! Qin Chuan won! Accompanying Qin Chuan's slaying of the dwarf demon clan at the Mythic Stage, there is no longer any suspense about the remaining matters.

In order to obtain the passage core as a formation, he closed the return passage; the dwarf demons, with nowhere left to flee, had no chance before Qin Chuan.

Watching the last dwarf demon fall beneath Qin Chuan's blade on the screen, the atmosphere in the conference room immediately eased.

"Next, we just wait for the fourth wave." Feng Yin said in a low voice, "This is also the hardest wave to endure."

Everyone nodded in unison.

The fourth wave consists of a total of six B-level dungeons and one A-level dungeon descending.

Having experienced the previous three waves, the Blue Star side now hardly has any superhumans capable of advance deployment.

"Next, we'll have to adapt on the fly." Feng Yin exhaled a turbid breath, "I can only pray that the locations where these dungeons descend aren't too remote."

"It is currently 8:18 p. m. in Yanjing time."

"There are still 12 minutes." —

In the conference hall of the Everlasting Sun State, where the finest superhumans gather, countless players likewise cheered heartily because of Luo's victory.

Zefina sat quietly in her seat, a faint sigh echoing in her mind.

"I never expected that, under these circumstances, Luo could actually defeat the Roaring Pillar."

Zefina's heart stirred, and she lowered her voice to speak.

"Do you know that dwarf demon?"

"Of course I know him." The voice of the Sleepless One carried a hint of a smile, "He's been an old rival of mine; the ability he last unleashed is called the Roaring Fighting Arena, and once activated, only one of the two combatants can walk out alive."

I deliberately chose an A-level dungeon very close to his region, just to make him descend.

"What a pity." The Sleepless One's voice carried a hint of regret, "I had thought he could defeat Luo, but I didn't expect him to still lose."

But it's fine; the surprises I've prepared for them are more than one.

"Is there a problem with the other A-level dungeon?" Zefina asked expressionlessly.

"It can't really be called a problem." The Sleepless One chuckled, "It's just that near that dungeon, there is one of my kin."

"Kin?" Zefina blurted out instinctively.

She obviously didn't realize what being kin meant.

And the Sleepless One had no intention of explaining further.

"Just wait a bit longer, and you'll find out." The Sleepless One chuckled, "It's just a shame that the locations where these two dungeons descend are both far from you."

Otherwise, a single S-level channel would be enough for you to absorb greater power.

But it's fine; there's plenty of time ahead.

In the future, there will be opportunities.

"Do you know where the second A-level dungeon will descend?" Zefina asked softly.

"In your eyes, the dungeons' descent locations seem random." The Sleepless One's voice carried a smile, "But actually, the dungeons' descent is never random."

However, to know the pattern, one needs a complete map of the Heavenly Stairway.

The second A-level dungeon will descend to the east of our current position.

"Hmm… according to your map, it should land within the borders of the Yanhuang State." —

"There's still one minute."

Special Affairs Group headquarters, Feng Yin spoke in a low voice.

"The Imperial Observatory has already activated the highest-precision monitoring capability worldwide." The person in charge of the Imperial Observatory spoke in a low voice.

"The Coordination Department has already established contact with all currently combat-capable Hall-level and above forces." Another person in charge spoke in a low voice.

Each person in charge voiced their stance; at this critical juncture, the Special Affairs Group remained like a cold machine, maintaining extremely precise operation.

The large screen displayed the final countdown.

Amid the tense atmosphere of everyone, the countdown reached zero.

Lines of text appeared before their eyes.

【A-level dungeon Tutankhamun's Undead Tomb, not cleared within 72 hours, has descended into reality】

【The Dream World lost its constraint on this dungeon; the dungeon level suppression disappeared, the dungeon level was re-evaluated as: S-level, and the level will continue to rise over time.】

【B-level dungeon…】

Seven alerts appeared, indicating that seven dungeons had simultaneously descended upon Blue Star!

"All B-level dungeons have been located!" Just a few seconds later, the person in charge of the Imperial Observatory exclaimed, "Now locating the A-level dungeon."

Everyone stared at the person in charge of the Imperial Observatory, waiting for the location of the A-level dungeon.

"The A-level dungeon is at…" Suddenly, the person in charge of the Imperial Observatory's expression changed, "At…"

"No need to locate it." Lin Yue stood up from her seat.

"I already know its location."

She quickly walked out of the meeting room, looking at the sky outside the corridor.

A pitch-black aperture was rapidly forming.

The location where the A-level dungeon descended was right above the Special Affairs Group headquarters!

Suddenly, Lin Yue's expression grew tense.

In the aperture not yet fully formed, a figure suddenly appeared! "How did you get here so fast?!" The people who followed out also saw that figure, each of their expressions growing tense.

"It's fine." Lin Yue rose into the air, "Leave this to me."

The fierce wind carried her slender body swiftly upward; watching the figure that had already exited the passage, Lin Yue spoke calmly.

"Spirit Descent"

Boundless flames surged like a sea, instantly dyeing the sky red; the rolling heat wave twisted the surrounding light and shadow in an instant.

In the next instant, a fiery-red figure burst from the sea of flames, its burning legs whipping like a long lash and striking the opponent's body heavily.

"Boom!!!"

Accompanied by a booming roar, scorching flames instantly erupted on the opponent, and the astonishing force immediately drove them back into the passage.

"Scorching Tail Flame!"

(End of chapter)