Chapter 490

At the same time, about eight hundred kilometers away from the lava basin, in a rugged rocky mountain area.

Jie Ming, who was sneaking, stopped suddenly.

He subconsciously looked to the left; behind the rocky mountain three hundred kilometers away, intense energy fluctuations came.

He restrained his aura and approached quietly, soon seeing the battle situation: three Plane Nuolun workshop wizards were besieging a gray-robed wizard from the Tower of Silence.

But three against one, the Plane Nuolun workshop wizards did not have the upper hand.

That Tower of Silence wizard's movement technique was eerie, with gray-white energy ripples exploding under his feet, pushing his figure to change ghost-like.

The energy beams released by his hands were astonishing in power, coupled with ghost-like movement speed and a tough shield, making the three Plane Nuolun workshop wizards unable to attack successfully, and the battle situation fell into a stalemate.

"Interesting." Jie Ming observed from the shadows, "This person's actual combat level is much stronger than those thirteen people just now."

After observing for a while, Jie Ming was just about to make a move to solve the enemy.

In the space on the left, a cold and bone-chilling killing intent exploded without warning!

Fast!

So fast that Jie Ming couldn't react in time!

Fortunately, the Return to Ruins Armor was triggered instinctively, and the transparent armor instantly covered his body.

Almost simultaneously, a crystal dagger, completely transparent and wreathed in space cracks, stabbed out from the void, precisely pointing at Jie Ming's left temple!

Zzzzt!!!

A harsh sound like electric current running wild exploded!

The dagger stopped one millimeter in front of his skin, held firmly by the Return to Ruins Armor.

The cold killing intent transmitted through the armor made Jie Ming's hair stand on end!

He didn't even turn his head, his left hand had already swung backward like lightning!

But the attacker was faster.

Missing the strike, the dagger retracted like a living thing, and the figure merged into the space ripples and disappeared.

Jie Ming's left hand grabbed empty air.

"Space jump?!"

His pupils shrank, and his right hand gripped hard toward the area where the ripples had not yet dissipated!

"Space—Stabilize!"

The space within a thousand meters instantly solidified, and all jumping, folding, and hiding were forcibly interrupted and suppressed.

A figure was "squeezed" out from the void.

The opponent's body had a semi-transparent crystal texture; it was not that he was wearing armor, but that his entire body had undergone some kind of transformation between biology and minerals.

At this moment, he maintained a half-kneeling posture, holding the dagger in his right hand, and the light on his left hand lit up, likely wanting to perform a second jump, but all space wizardry was locked by the solidified space.

He slowly raised his head.

The crystal face had no facial features, only two pitch-black holes that swallowed light as "eyes."

The gaze was cold and indifferent, looking at Jie Ming as if he were sizing up prey.

Chaos Secret Sect, "Crystal Modification System."

Jie Ming recognized the background of the opponent's technology at once.

His heart was still pounding wildly, and his inner lining was soaked with cold sweat.

If the Return to Ruins Armor hadn't automatically defended fast enough just now, he might have already died!

The Causal Tracing Art quickly backtracked, and the result showed: the opponent had been lurking in the space interlayer since before he arrived in this area to watch the battle; he should have been planning to wait for an opportunity to kill the enemy, but discovered Jie Ming, a more suitable prey.

"Careless." Jie Ming took a deep breath to force himself to calm down.

This is the reason why he came out to train.

No matter how comprehensive the simulation deduction is, it cannot compare to the sense of crisis concerning life and death in actual combat.

It lets you face your own weaknesses, reaction limits, and deficiencies in life-and-death struggles directly.

Just as he was confronting the crystal wizard, the three-on-one battle nearby had stopped at some point.

The four wizards stared at this side, dumbfounded, with shock written on their faces.

Although the lightning-fast confrontation just now was short, the danger and techniques involved made even the bystanders feel palpitations.

More importantly, the four of them hadn't discovered at all when there were two more people hiding beside them!

The crystal wizard slowly stood up, his pitch-black holes having no emotional fluctuations.

He raised his left hand and pressed it toward the solidified space...

Crack.

A soft sound like glass shattering.

Jie Ming felt his "Space Stabilization" begin to loosen; it was being redefined after being infiltrated by some higher-level space technique.

"What wizardry is this?" Jie Ming's pupils shrank slightly.

While loosening the confinement, the crystal wizard's figure faded again.

Obviously, after discovering that his assassination was ineffective, he did not intend to entangle and prepared to withdraw.

Jie Ming's eyes turned cold, his right hand raised, intending to continue releasing space stabilization.

But just as the light was about to form, the crystal wizard's figure disappeared completely, and even the Causal Tracing Art only captured a blurry trace that dissipated quickly.

"Gone?"

Jie Ming remained vigilant, scanned three times repeatedly with the Causal Tracing Art, and confirmed there were no other ambushes before he slowly exhaled a breath.

He raised his hand to touch the back of his head, his palm covered in icy cold sweat.

"That moment just now..."

Recalling the scene of the dagger stabbing over, his heart was still pounding.

This turn of events extinguished the pride Jie Ming had felt after instantly killing more than a dozen wizards of the same level just now.

"Still... not strong enough." Jie Ming whispered.

And the four wizards nearby were still standing in place, their eyes shifting between Jie Ming and the Plane Nuolun workshop badge on his chest, vigilance and shock intertwined.

After all, there are many enemies who disguise themselves as friendly forces on the battlefield, and before Jie Ming properly revealed his attitude, they didn't dare to relax.

However, still shaken by the assassination, Jie Ming had no mood to continue entangling with these people.

He turned his head to look at the Tower of Silence wizard.

The opponent noticed his gaze, his body stiffened slightly, and he subconsciously took half a step back.

Jie Ming was too lazy to talk nonsense, raised his right hand, and extended his index finger.

Dark golden light condensed at his fingertip.

Hum...

The surrounding atmosphere and light began to twist.

The face of the Tower of Silence wizard under the mask turned pale instantly; he felt the cold omen of being locked onto by the Grim Reaper.

"No!!!"

He roared, driving all his defenses, light and dark energy intertwined into dozens of layers of shields, his figure virtualized in an attempt to merge into the environment, and he even burned part of his soul to release a terrifying energy beam.

But all means were completely ineffective.

The dark golden light swept past gently.

The shields shattered layer by layer, the virtualized body was forcibly fixed, and the beam was even reflected back directly.

The light landed on his chest.

With a soft pfft sound.

This wizard's figure froze immediately, and he looked down at his chest.

A hole with edges as smooth as a mirror was expanding rapidly, and everything inside it was "extinguishing": flesh, bones, energy, soul... like an erased portrait, disappearing inch by inch.

In the blink of an eye, only a patch of gray dust remained falling in place.

Jie Ming withdrew his hand, and the light faded.

He didn't even look at the three Plane Nuolun workshop wizards, turned around and stepped into the air, the Grand Void Step restarted, his figure hidden, and he rushed toward the direction of the defense line.

In place, the three wizards stood stunned for a long time.

Finally, one person spoke dryly: "Just now... that was..."

Another person swallowed his saliva: "Don't know..."

The third person slowly turned his head, the shock in his eyes not yet faded: "If he wanted to kill us just now... the three of us..."

The words were not finished, but all three knew that they couldn't withstand a single move, and they couldn't help but swallow their saliva involuntarily.

"Fortunately... it's one of our own..."

(End of chapter)