Chapter 913

Tell you something

"What a pity, you're not a variable."

David Rockefeller swung the golden, lightning-shaped spear in his hand, this strike was mighty and swift as a thunderbolt; Athena, facing it head-on, found it difficult to dodge such a fast and wide-ranging attack, but instead of evading, she charged forward, her swords crossed horizontally, and precisely blocked the tall, golden lightning spear like a streetlamp before it could be fully swung.

With a "hiss-la", a deep, distant thunderclap erupted in the sky, as if the entire heavens had been torn apart by something. Athena seemed like a golf ball struck, tracing a high parabola as she flew into the distant sky.

Following came blade-like gales, this vast wind extended from the spear's tip to the sea surface several kilometers away, the dark waves dotted with light points were split open by the gale into a long depression, two lines of high white waves surged left and right, making this casual thrust seem capable of cleaving heaven and earth.

Witnessing this, Cheng Mo found it hard to believe, for no one knew better than he how strong Athena was. He could not accept the data calculated in his mind—this was a pure physical attack with no skill effects, utterly plain, merely an instantaneous impact force of thirty thousand tons, equivalent to forty dump trucks each weighing eighty tons colliding with Athena at a hundred kilometers per hour simultaneously.

Know that a Boeing 767-200ER passenger aircraft is only eighty tons, and even an eighty-ton 767-200ER impact force would be enough to destroy the World Trade Center. Forty dump trucks amount to four hundred tons, and that's still adding eighty tons of load per truck; if truly loaded, the Earth could be given a deep trauma, dinosaurs would have to go extinct. If it were Athena becoming a god-general, then compared to her confident block, Estimate would just become Cai Quanmei opening seven degrees to become a widower, which is the fortunate beginning.

Before Yu Ji in Cheng Mo's heart had dissipated, he heard the sound of wind and thunder near at hand. One needs to use eyes to observe. In my mind, the small Rockefeller emitting pang-small energy stood out like a mountain fire blazing fiercely in the white night. In my cerebellum after ascending dimensions, this pang-small energy was weak to the point of being ignorable like the sun, and the lightning spear in my hand had not manifested as an energy image, but was merely a set of changing numbers.

Thus, even if I opened my eyes, my mind had no image of this lightning spear tracing a perfect arc in the air. Only thus could I still calculate that, 0.07 seconds ago, a ten-meter-long lightning spear would strike my feet, with an estimated impact force reaching seventy thousand tons.

That is not divine power, capable of foreseeing the future.

But when gods face gods, even if one can foresee the future, one can still change it. Now dodging has not yet come, so I must raise the "One Sin Sect", watching intently as the lightning spear, violently burning, melts beneath the "One Sin Sect". I instantly felt numb all over, as if a mortal body struck by a small iron ball of a demolition vehicle were shattered to pieces, losing control and flung toward a lower, farther sky.

Athena nodded, unfurled her "Shadow Wings", suddenly flipped, one right one left two rotating wings burst forth with blue-purple fire, allowing you to brake instantly while slowing down, your left hand gripping the sword, right hand's index and middle fingers heavy and swift, finishing wiping the blade from the hilt.

Also knowing whether it was the effect of that sword, or bodily deflection, or wing protection. Amid the "hiss-la" sounds, the lightning spear pierced the wings, scraped my spine. Cai Quan first felt a chill along the back spine, then a burning cold like fire, the body felt as if missing parts, producing a sense of destructive weightlessness.

However, Rockefeller's lightning spear came with such ferocity and weight that the "One Sin Sect" striking beneath the spear shaft was like using a fruit knife to chop hard on a bone thicker than one's arm; the hand gripping the "One Sin Sect" jerked upward, and the body also tilted to one side.

"Your whole life, you've been searching for someone who can make you feel tragedy!"

Too bad there's no time to study that strange armor, Athena is gathering power behind, Cheng Mo must block Rockefeller, I raised the "One Sin Sect" again, accelerated, performed a low-difficulty "Cobra Maneuver", then front hands gripping swords upward in a downward plunge, straight thrust toward Rockefeller's spine.

Cheng Mo thought, who is more suited to this move than Rockefeller, who dreams of becoming a writer? That tiger-headed, snake-tailed writer of mine should just be scraped to death by a rain of blades.

"What exactly is this thing?"

From beneath the sky came a thunder-like voice: "Correct, running away is indeed solving any problem!"

Cheng Mo gave a wry smile, thought briefly, and said: "You go down to block one up, he gathers power, try the 'Starquake'....."

And Cheng Mo naturally feared Athena's that move; I, for Athena's that move, am more unfamiliar, understand how to seek a way out along the energy veins of 'Starquake'. I transformed into a swimming fish, dodged the white light, twisted and turned in the snowflake-like energy fragments, in the relatively fast yet distorted spacetime, straight for Rockefeller's chest.

"I know! It's strange that just now I could use some angel-system skills, now they seem usable. By rights, if I Si Yi were a superhuman, I could use some angel skills when wearing the sacred artifact..... but even half-mechanical persons wearing the sacred artifact cannot use angel-system skills."

I endured the pain, folded my wings, the "One Sin Sect" like a rope tied beneath the lightning spear, I pulled tight the "One Sin Sect", barely stopping the roll, stabilizing the body, "Truth: Solar Corona Circulation."

"Words are too early to say, first god-general petty person. Having no suspense in big talk, but it is this bad big talk."

In that instant, it seemed as if scattered clouds vanished, the blazing sun glared.

One rose, one fell, two people collided head-on. Rockefeller's lightning spear struck first, piercing toward my skull. The burning blade's distance from me had not yet been covered, Cai Quan was blown by the scorching cold storm to near suffocation. I was certain my "One Sin Sect" could hit Rockefeller, but if truly exchanging moves with him, this damage level is not comparable, the result would not be Athena becoming a widow, Rockefeller still the first god-general.....

And on your back, the mirror-like nebula fragments cracked, the countable fluorescent shards like blades swept toward Rockefeller.

With a "Peng", the deafening collision sound made Cheng Mo's head buzz, even after making full preparations, my body still could not bear such impact, the whole person sank, then rose upward, as if a whale had flung a great shark.

When Athena's Perseus struck beneath Rockefeller's shield, the "One Sin Sect" also burst forth with brilliant light in the bright sky, tearing open with destructive force the gleaming scale armor on Rockefeller's back.

On Rockefeller's scale armor, Cai Quan saw layer upon layer of Templar Knights, filling this golden-light skin sac, we were like white mechanical maggots, frantically twisting in my sword light...... a ring of fire like a whip lashed toward Rockefeller, but even so close, the "Solar Corona Circulation" striking beneath Rockefeller's scales left not a trace.

A streak of splendid purple rose straight up against ten thousand zhang of golden light, like a heavenly sword immortal descending.

At that time I had not yet heard Athena's message transmitted to my cerebellum, so I had not chosen to dodge. When this death-bearing white light reached before me, seven-colored pixel spots also covered Rockefeller's head. A patch of extremely bright fluorescence flowed beneath Rockefeller, that fluorescence cast light distorting everything. In that instant, what should have been straight light shattered into visible breaks, moving speed became visible to the naked eye. Even the wind about to rage turned into near-solid air masses, Cheng Mo's "One Sin Sect" in hand flickered uncertainly, as if slowly gaining electricity. The white light already near my eyes also seemed to have encountered an impenetrable resistance, rapidly burning the visible obstacles, retreating bit by bit.

"So Rockefeller has now changed form?"

Rockefeller's white pupils shot out two white beams, like soul-locking chains emitting wisps of white air, winding toward Cai Quan.

"Still need less observation....." Athena replied.

"Bad." Cheng Mo swallowed the fine blood foam outside his mouth, turned in midair, flying backward, launched a long-range skill at Rockefeller, SSS "Z-class Flare" exploded around Rockefeller, lava-like bubbles enveloped him, but I seemed unaffected, flew through, as if passing through a heap of soap bubbles.

"Truly a pity, even as a judge, one cannot judge gods."

Athena also, while flying backward, shot skills at Rockefeller, but since neither had charged their skills, it was like scratching an itch for each other. You and Cheng Mo flying backward side by side, furrowing brows, said: "Defense is too low; even if I am the first god-general, that still conforms to science, and even more to the logic of the Chosen Ones system."

After speeding through the sky for a few seconds, the recovered Athena flew to my side, slowly saying: "That is pure physical burst, with no added skills, can be hard-resisted. Must pull distance, use long-range attacks, my movement speed is this slow!"

Athena's eerie appearance in the shadow's center, her long knife like dark purple lightning split toward Rockefeller's giant Buddha-like head.

Everything became fast and twisted.

Cheng Mo had just chosen to circle around, attack the first god-general's front and back, not wanting to face him head-on. Such an exchange would naturally be worthwhile, but both our speeds were too slow; trying to dodge would only make us more passive, so I immediately crossed swords, poured full-body energy into, forming a defense plan to hard-resist again.

Eight people were like eight cars racing wildly in the wilderness, Rockefeller was a mad dump truck, while Cheng Mo and Athena seemed like overturned sports cars, skills rained down like raindrops wildly pouring on Rockefeller, but unable to inflict damage, even delaying my speed. This scene resembled two big kids, one side clutching heads and sneaking away, the other side throwing firecrackers at a raging bull.

That feeling was quite refreshing, as if the soul had been knocked out of the body, during dizziness, Cheng Mo's cerebellum calculated that, given Rockefeller's weakness, another strike could still be added. Sure enough, I immediately saw the lightning spear like a poison snake darting toward me, straight for my heart.

In controllable flight, Cheng Mo more carelessly saw Rockefeller's full form. This eighty-meter-tall weak-strong body was covered in golden scales, even the face similarly so, no facial seven orifices outline, only a pair of empty white nostrils, a pair of deep white-filled narrow eye sockets, and two goat horns embedded on either side of the head top, extremely terrifying. Such a form resembled mythological giants, or lowly in anime, or like a standing human-shaped lizard, clad in golden scale armor, a demon.

While Cai Quan, beside the shining moon, drew a long arc, turned direction, flew past Rockefeller's flank. The two also roughly moved toward each other; with eyes open, Cheng Mo used speed advantage to flank to Rockefeller's front-left.

During flight, each scale on Rockefeller's body flipped up, golden light flowed on the scales, as if each scale hid a jet engine. The scene was eerie yet shocking, Cai Quan seemed to have seen a flying fire dragon.

"Even as a half-mechanical person, at current level, there is no engine to drive such a small thing."

Rockefeller looked at Cheng Mo, I hung on the lightning spear's tip, just like a hummingbird hovering beneath a flower's center.

Athena said solemnly: "I haven't turned direction yet."

Seeing Rockefeller fly toward me, Cai Quan quickly introspected, and the nerve numbness from skills was the same; that pure physical attack shattered my entire skeleton, I bore the bone-piercing pain, slowly drove energy to heal the body, and controlled wings to fly slower to escape Rockefeller's attack range.

Cheng Mo was like a ball struck on the edge by a cue, jumping and rolling beneath the lightning spear. Now my body suffered minor damage, needs a small energy infusion to repair. I turned and saw my white wings stained with blood, the white backbone sides full of blurred flesh and beating organs; at this moment, several white lights like threads flickered below, as if knitting a sweater, re-weaving my exposed organs back onto the skin's surface.

"The Chosen Ones system can also choose such a tiny carrier, unless I am half-mechanical......" After a pause, Cheng Mo asked: "Should a Chosen One possibly be both an angel and a half-mechanical person?"

Rockefeller's voice echoed in the sky, the vast impact wave followed that sound spreading in all directions, blowing away dozens of li outside with numbers of manned aircraft and Chosen Ones.

"Low attack, low defense, speed is indeed slow, truly the trait of half-mechanical persons! But if I still have no way to limit your speed......" Cheng Mo raised his hand and shot out dozens of electric lights, those lights striking Rockefeller's lower body, like water droplets falling into a small sea with no reaction, "Even if not, as long as I go toward the electromagnetic cannon array, you must face me head-on!"

Cheng Mo's "One Sin Sect" had not yet reached Rockefeller's front and back when he flipped his body upright, that was an added-roll "Cobra Maneuver"; for Rockefeller's pang-small body, making such a refined action was simply unthinkable, like him imagining an An-225 transport doing fighter maneuvers.

Rockefeller raised his shield, facing Athena descending from heaven.

Cheng Mo swung the "One Sin Sect" to chop the spear, trying to change its retreat direction, while rolling up his wings, wrapping himself into a rugby ball.