Chapter 199: The Characteristics of a God

Meanwhile, on the other side, watching the purple pillar of fire radiating terrifying power come sweeping in.

The black-robed being's expression also changed; he immediately stopped the pillar of light gushing from his fingertip, and the motion of his hands swiftly shifted.

In an instant, a string of multicolored radiance transformed into rings of light rippling out from his body—every one of them beneficial buffs that granted him countless enhancements.

For an ordinary person, gaining the blessing of even a single ring of light would be enough to surpass the norm and turn them into a minor superman.

Yet now the black-robed being was sprinkling them onto himself as if they cost nothing, and at the same time the rings rippled outward toward Zhou Qingqing and the others nearby.

Receiving this, Zhou Qingqing and Wang Weiqin also instantly felt their own power surge, as though granted a tremendous buff, and began preparing for their second attack.

But at this moment the black-robed being had no time to attend to them, watching the purple pillar of light—exceeding its previous power—come sweeping in.

After layering himself with countless rings of light, he pressed his palms together, gathered the full force of his body, and transformed it into a resplendent golden pillar of light that gushed forth.

In an instant, the two pillars—one purple, one gold—crashed into each other with a thunderous impact, and the whole world first fell silent, as though it had lost all sound.

Boom!!!

Then a violent burst of light exploded from the center of the two pillars, transforming into an endless tide of energy that swept out in all directions.

It directly swallowed up the several people present.

And among them, the weakest—Zhou Qingqing and Wang Weiqin—were swept up by that tremendous force and hurled far away.

But unexpectedly, the other one—a person and a dragon—did something that made everyone's eyes pop.

The two actually advanced toward each other at the same time, against that terrifying tide of energy.

At this moment, one was wrapped in crimson-red fire armor, the other encased in a Protective Shield radiating golden light.

And they began a fierce exchange of blows, again and again!

For a time, amid that terrifying explosion, dull thudding sounds rang out one after another without cease.

And along with those impacts, from time to time several pillars of light tore through the atmosphere and swept out, triggering even more violent explosions.

It was two terrifying beings—transformed into twin streaks of light—attacking without stop!

At this point, even Zhou Qingqing and Wang Weiqin were unable to join in.

After a long while, as that terrifying tide of energy slowly dissipated, the person and the dragon also stopped their mutual bombardment.

When the two were revealed, their entire bodies were a mess.

The black robe the black-robed being wore—always spotless as though it would never tear or soil—had finally suffered countless tears, exposing the strong, fair skin beneath.

This meant that during the earlier exchange of blows, his Protective Shield could no longer keep him intact, which was why his black robe had ended up torn.

And indeed it was so: during the earlier exchange, the Protective Shield—once famed for never breaking below the divine realm—had shattered and risen anew countless times.

If he had not already been able to fully elementalize himself, with no vital point beyond his Core, he reckoned he himself would not have escaped large swathes of mangled flesh.

Yet as wretched as the black-robed being was, the Progenitor Dragon, already weaker than its opponent, naturally fared no better.

In fact, it looked even more pitiful than the other side: not only was its layer of hard fire armor broken, but the metal scales on several vital areas had also suffered small patches of damage, exposing the tender flesh beneath.

However, at this moment, as the two paused to catch their breath, something the black-robed being had not anticipated happened!

Only to see that at the wound on the Progenitor Dragon where the scales were damaged and the flesh exposed, clusters of red Light Points gathered, and it actually began rapidly Regenerating.

And as its wounds regenerated, its somewhat flagging aura actually began to slowly climb back up, and before long it once more returned to its peak state.

"What?!"

Watching the great dragon's injuries heal and its aura recover, the black-robed being was also stunned, and for a moment felt a surge of frustration.

All the losses he had suffered earlier had been for nothing!

He, a dignified half-god-level being, relying on his nearly indestructible Protective Shield and his virtually flawless elemental body, had already been shameless enough to trade blows of attrition with a Legendary-realm opponent.

And yet, unexpectedly, he still hadn't won the war of attrition?!

Who could believe this?

The attrition he had just inflicted—he had barely stopped to catch his breath for less than a second—and the great dragon's expenditure and injuries were visibly healing?!

Could such a Characteristic belong to a Legendary-realm great dragon?

This already counts as a kind of immortality in the narrow sense!

Flesh regenerating between breaths—that is a standard ability of gods, yet even he, a half-god powerhouse, did not possess it; how could this Legendary great dragon have it?

A Legendary great dragon actually possessed both the ability to stir the power of heaven and earth and the "immortality" that was a standard ability of gods.

Is this reasonable?

This is unreasonable!!!

For a moment, the black-robed being felt only a wave of bitterness well up in his heart.

Is this the might of an innate god—one who possesses a divine spark and is certain to become a god in the future?

Even before advancing into that great realm of coexisting with the world, it is not something ordinary beings can be compared to.

……

Meanwhile, on the other side.

At a corner of Yanjang Zhidi, atop a city gate of Jiu Tiandu Neicheng that had not yet melted.

"The situation seems a little unfavorable."

A soft muttering to himself rang out.

Accompanied by gust after gust of hot wind, the black-robed being standing atop the city gate, letting the biting hot wind make his own robes flap loudly, gazed into the distance at his other avatar stuck in a stalemate, and could not help but sigh.

The entire process he could say he had stood here watching from beginning to end; knowing himself inside and out, he had long been clear that if he did not act, that avatar of his might well be slowly worn down by the great dragon—through its own immortality Characteristic—until its energy ran out and it collapsed.

Because in the end, he had not expected that the supposedly easy-to-handle, weak Legendary great dragon of this world would actually possess the immortality Characteristic of a god, and its strength would be astonishingly great.

Of course, this was also related to the fact that he himself was only middling-to-lower in strength among half-gods.

He had never been a half-god particularly skilled in combat; in the past, in his home world, he could rely on the laws of heaven and earth that existed everywhere, together with his all-conquering divine-realm Protective Shield, to crush all opponents below the divine realm.

And while he was careful not to provoke gods, fellow half-gods naturally would not go out of their way to make enemies of each other for no reason, so the weakness of his insufficient combat ability naturally did not show.

But now that he had come to another world, without the support of the world's laws, and without an indestructible Protective Shield, and unable to replenish his magic—

Whenever he encountered an existence on par with himself, all his own shortcomings were instantly laid bare.

"Sigh~"

Letting out a slow breath, the figure in the black robe now knew that perhaps he would have to go against the principle he had never changed before.

In the end, when it truly came to one's own interests, how many could keep their original heart unchanged?

Thinking of this, he slowly turned his gaze toward a special blue-scaled dragon fluttering about the battlefield.

Then his lips, hidden beneath the black robe, began to move slightly, as if murmuring something.

Of course, in truth it was not far off.

As his lips moved faintly, a wave like a beam of sound shot forth directly, and after crossing countless distances, abruptly enveloped the blue-scaled dragon wreathed in Canglan-colored flames.

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(End of this chapter)