Chapter 388: Mad Demon Style Tactics (22)

The mysterious Great One Ciluo Kaweide's manor-like Temple.

Blood Mage Akanman lounged in a high‑backed chair, like a slave owner watching slaves slaughter each other in an ancient Roman arena.

As soon as his words fell, the first to strike was not someone else but Jilesi, who stood beside Luosen.

His body glimmered with crimson light, and his right hand already slashed a dagger‑like claw, thrusting hard at Luosen's chest.

It was a sneak attack—covert, abrupt, swift.

He was fast, but Luosen was faster.

Under a 13‑ring soul, Laifu's 95% computational boost to the Heart of the War God already grants a maximum 300‑line ultimate combat capability—or up to one million simple task execution power—allowing it to draw energy from solar essence with astonishing efficiency.

At this moment, that terrifying combat power reached its peak in an instant.

The artifact 'Mighty God' mass‑control made Luosen's body as light as a feather, while simultaneously activating an 8‑ring divine‑step technique, propelling his body backward at an inconceivable speed and angle.

His speed was so extreme that Jilesi's swinging claw couldn't keep up, ultimately striking only a lump of air.

Of course, these blood guards were no amateurs.

Especially the five elite blood guards standing before Akanman, whose combat strength was even more formidable.

They had long been ready; the moment they sensed something amiss, they began to transform.

When Luosen flashed backward, the five had already completed their transformation.

Three of them split into three directions, lunging at Luosen's body like lightning.

The other two positioned on either side, inhaled deeply, ready to charge Luosen with an unbearably sharp howl.

But just as the five's attack was about to launch, Luosen deployed the spacetime artifact 'Radiant Orb'.

Laifu extended nearly 100,000 soul tendrils, drawing massive power from solar essence, then forcefully poured it into the Radiant Orb, which converted it into pure light with almost 100% efficiency.

That light shone dozens of times brighter than noon sun, and upon appearing turned the dim hall into a sea of light.

Ah~~~~

A wail echoed in the hall, and all the blood guards instinctively covered their eyes.

But closing their eyes was useless, as thin lids couldn't block the penetrating glare, so they could only raise their hands to shield with their palms.

Thus, every attack aimed at Luosen momentarily stalled.

This bought Luosen a little extra time.

Not much—perhaps less than a second.

But it was enough.

0.8 seconds later, Luosen had already infused at least a thousand Luosen's worth of power into the spacetime artifact 'Mighty God', then activated it.

In the primary plane, that amount of power might be negligible, but in the ring‑restricted demi‑plane, it was an unbearable weight! 'Hum~~~'

An invisible ring of spacetime ripples radiated outward from him; wherever the ripples passed, the static mass of every element possessing it was amplified by at least a thousandfold—one gram became a kilogram, a kilogram a ton, a ton a thousand tons!

During the day, Luosen had studied the blood guards.

He knew that a blood guard's mass differed before and after transformation, indicating that this so‑called Great One also wielded a similar mass‑control ability.

But mere ability is insufficient; it must be an ability that strikes the opponent to be useful.

Luosen's strength might not be unique, but his speed was unparalleled!

In a single instant, all the blood guards, including Jilesi, were crushed to the ground by terrifying self‑weight.

Those who had already transformed could still rely on their robust bodies to resist the thousand‑fold self‑weight.

But the guards who hadn't yet transformed lacked sufficient body strength and were flattened by their own weight, becoming a meat patty.

That was understandable.

A normal human's body mass is about 50 to 100 kilograms; a thousand times that is at least fifty tons.

Fifty tons pressing onto a 50‑kilogram person would surely turn them into a pancake.

Luosen wasn't worried about Jilesi's survival, because the blood guards' regenerative ability was astronomically high.

At the same time, the manor's main building also suffered a massive impact.

The wooden‑stone structure couldn't withstand that terrifying self‑weight.

Boom—

The house crashed down with a roar, turning into a heap of ruins.

Before the building collapsed, Luosen had already slipped out of the hall like a phantom.

Amid the rubble, dust swirled, obscuring details, but Luosen knew his true opponent, Blood Mage Akanman, remained unharmed.

He didn't press the attack; instead, he stood in the courtyard, layering various 8‑ring power support spells on himself while waiting for the dust to clear.

Clap—clap~~

A crisp applause echoed from within the dust, and Akanman's soft voice rose from the haze.

"Not bad~ truly not bad~~ Your power far exceeds my expectations,"

With those words, a silhouette slowly emerged from the dust—it was Blood Mage Akanman.

Akanman raised his left hand, brandishing a crimson ruby staff; the gem's radiance formed a scarlet glassy shield that enveloped his body.

That shield not only blocked all of Luosen's attacks but also halted the collapsing building.

Luosen's gaze circled the staff, and he smiled lightly: "Akanman, to be granted a true artifact, it seems you are highly favored by Ciluo Kaweide."

Akanman's gaze fixed on Luosen, his eyes flashing with scarlet bloodlight: "Mortal, you have remarkable insight, but now you should consider your own fate."

Before the words finished, the crimson ruby staff suddenly fired a conical scarlet beam straight toward Luosen.

For a mortal warrior, such an attack is inescapable.

But Luosen's static mass was now extremely low, he was bolstered by 8‑ring power spells, and possessed a divine body, making his movement speed absurdly extreme.

Meanwhile, due to Laifu and the over‑thousand‑fold accelerated high‑power spacetime torrent spell, Laifu's reaction speed reached the 10‑nanosecond level.

In plain terms, Laifu could even 'see' the path of light as it traveled through the air!

On the other side, the blood mage Akaman should have also cast the Time Torrent spell on himself to boost his reaction speed.

But he was still far behind Laifu, giving Laifu plenty of leeway.

Sss~~

The conical beam only struck Luosen's afterimage, passed through, and hit a large tree in the courtyard.

Crack~ crack~ crack~~

The tree showed no wounds, yet it moved on its own, as if about to turn into an animal.

Luosen wasn't idle either.

While dodging the attack, Luosen thrust the Extinction Law Sword with all his strength.

Because the target was close enough—under 20 meters—and after advancing to the 13th ring and grasping the Extinction element, the sword's power surged.

Thus, in one second, he thrust twenty times.

Ding ding ding ding~~~

White spots kept appearing on the scarlet glass shield, then vanished instantly.

No wonder it's a shield from a true divine artifact—it could even block the Extinction Law Sword's 'unavoidable' property.

Sss~~ sss~~~ sss~~~

Akaman kept firing scarlet light cones at Luosen; though none hit, they almost awakened all the trees in the courtyard.

Crack! crack! crack!

Amid the sharp whip-like sounds, the moving trees swung their branches and began chasing Luosen.

But the pursuit ended after a while.

Boom~~ Luosen, multitasking, maintained his evasion and attack while another mass force field spread outward in all directions.

It was the silhouette of the manor's protective wall collapsing.

Crack-crack~~

The moving trees, due to their enormous weight, collapsed under their own mass.

Faced with this situation, Akaman was quite startled.

"Not bad~~ really not bad~~ a near-perfect warrior~~ offer yourself to your master, and he will be extremely pleased!"

"But what good is being fast? Can you outrun light?"

As he spoke, he gripped the gem‑tipped staff with both hands; scarlet light burst from the gem, as if he were about to unleash a spherical burst of scarlet rays.

Under normal circumstances, this would be unavoidable.

But after mastering spacetime magic, this move can be countered.

Because distorting spacetime can distort light.

In this demiplane, even powerful spacetime mages have limited spell power, making it hard to greatly distort light.

But Luosen, by borrowing the ultra‑massive spell structure Laifu cast, could achieve an unimaginable degree of spacetime distortion.

With a thought, he cast the Spacetime Invisibility Spell.

The basic version of this spell came from Patna Los; originally it only bent visible light, but in Luosen's hands it was strengthened into an ultra‑massive spell, able to bend all frequencies of light.

The basic version of this move came from Patenuoluosi, originally only able to distort visible light, but in Luosen's hands it was strengthened into a super-massive spell, allowing it to distort all-frequency light.

Akaman's spell formed, a scarlet light storm erupted from his center, spreading violently in all directions.

Part of it reached Luosen, but it flowed around his body and rushed past.

If a higher‑angle observer were present, they would see the scarlet light like a washing wave, and Luosen like a speedboat in the sea, facing the surge with an incredibly agile posture, not retreating but advancing.

Although the wave's force was extremely violent, it exerted no force on Luosen's body.

Instantly, this 'agile speedboat' shifted like a ghost to a point less than two meters beside Akaman.

At that moment, the Heart of the War God seized the chance, raising the attack frequency against Akaman to a frantic 180 lines.

Only 20 lines of computing power remained, used to draw strength from solar essence to sustain his body.

Luosen's right hand thrust the Extinction Law Sword, raising its stab speed to sixty strikes per second.

His left hand's meteorite dagger was equally active, striking the shield at a frequency of up to seventy per second.

At the same time, the artifact 'God of Strength' unleashed a mass attack.

The condensed Extinction Law magic also continued without pause.

In short, every usable spacetime spell was employed.

It was as if 180 Luosens were besieging him together.

And the power consumed per second reached as high as ten thousand Luosens.

Such power consumption would be astonishing even in the main plane, let alone this damned demiplane.

Such power consumption is astonishing even on the main plane, let alone this damned half-plane.

The scarlet glass shield suffered a terrible blow, showing many dark white marks.

Some were white dots, some white mist, some cracks; their frequency was so high it barely surpassed the shield's recovery rate.

Some are white dots, some are white mist, some are cracks; they appear at an outrageously high frequency, actually faintly exceeding the recovery speed of the crimson light shield.

Because of the Invisibility Spell, his eyes could not see Luosen, but he vaguely felt Luosen standing at his side.

He also clearly sensed that he had vastly underestimated his opponent's strength.

If his strength were not sufficiently replenished, today would likely be his death! He was indeed replenishing, but the replenishment speed fell far short of the consumption.

He immediately prayed in his heart: 'O great god Zhlokavied, I am your most faithful servant Akaman; I have opened up lands for you in another world, but now I face a terrifying enemy!'

He immediately prayed in his heart: "My lord Ziluokaweide, I am your most faithful follower Akaman; I have opened up territory for you in another world, but now I have encountered a terrifying enemy!"

He kept calling out in his heart, and faintly felt the will of Zhlokavied.

He kept calling out in his heart, and faintly felt the will of Cìluòkǎwéidé.

However, this place is too far from the Great One's divine realm; the master's response has not yet arrived.

In the wait, five seconds passed.

Pa-dang!

A clear, fierce sound rang out; the scarlet light shield could no longer hold and was shattered by Luosen's near‑mad strike.

Akaman didn't even have time to make an effective response before feeling a chill at his neck, and then his vision began to spin.

From one ground‑level viewpoint, he saw a headless body standing on the ground.

In that instant, many thoughts flashed through his mind.

Am I beheaded?

My soul only has thirteen rings—how could I shatter the Blood Scepter granted by the master?

How is this possible? The Blood Scepter is a divine artifact!

In his understanding, a divine artifact is something personally forged by a god and possessing an invincible tool that surpasses twenty‑three rings of power.

He wielded such a mighty divine artifact, yet was defeated by a mere thirteen‑ring mortal—utterly unreasonable and hard to accept.

At that moment he finally received the master's reply.

My faithful follower, I heard your prayer, but it seems I arrived a little late.

No, no, no, Master, you're not late at all—I just lost my head; this minor injury is nothing.

Through your eyes I see the current situation. I must tell you: it's too late.

Power is power; the great distance greatly hinders my power's transmission, and you have lost control of the Blood Scepter, leaving me no room to intervene.

But I will not let my loyal servant die in vain; I will speak a few words to the one who defeated you.

Meanwhile, Luosen let out a quiet sigh of relief.

He had actually prepared to flee at a moment's notice; if anything went wrong, he would escape immediately.

Fortunately, though the divine artifact is strong, it is wielded by a mortal.

He picked up a few stones from the ground and smashed the Blood Scepter far from the headless body.

He then walked to Akaman's head, straightened it, brushed off the dust on it, and smiled: "How was that? Was my statement loud enough?"

Akaman spat blood in gloomy resignation, but defeated is defeated.

Tell me your name, mortal.

Luo Ge Gangde, a wandering knight from the Kolong Kingdom, born meddlesome.

Hum—

Akaman's eyes flashed scarlet light, and his voice changed to a solemn, ancient soul tone.

Knight Luo Ge, I am Ziluokaweide the Blooddrinker; let's make a deal, how about it?

At the same time, Luosen clearly felt an immensely majestic will.

Although reason told him the two sides were separated by a great distance, he still felt a strong sense of insignificance.

This feeling was like a mortal under two meters tall facing a sky‑supporting giant tens of thousands of feet high.

No one had ever made him feel this insignificant—not even when he faced the void's great god.

He secretly thought: "Is this the true god whose soul surpasses twenty‑three rings?"

(End of chapter)