Chapter 379: Just Like That?

"Ah!"

Thor let out a roar, lightning blazing around him, so piercing that one couldn't open their eyes.

His whole body almost turned into a ball of lightning, breaking away in an instant, putting a distance of over ten meters between himself and Tang Luo.

The lightning on the Ice Spear spread along the shaft to Tang Luo's palm, and with a slight clench of his hand, it vanished like electric sparks.

Thor clenched his fists together, dispelling the chill on his body, his expression grave to the extreme.

All this happened in the blink of an eye.

Thor's thunder strike not only failed to achieve any effect, but instead left him quite heavily injured.

But his attack was a signal, signifying that the battle had only just begun.

Behind him, Li Qiang, wrapped in raging wind, came howling, crashing into Tang Luo's back.

The Buddhist beads on Tang Luo's wrist flashed with light, the clothes on his body changed, the black greatcoat billowing up.

Li Qiang slammed hard into Tang Luo's back, feeling like he had hit a copper wall and iron bastion; he himself was dizzy and seeing stars, while the other party didn't move an inch.

The raging wind wrapped around him, possessing tearing and cutting effects, failed to leave even a single scratch on that suddenly appeared "equipment".

The skill Li Qiang used was Wind Rush.

It had already reached Level 3; during movement his whole body was wrapped in raging wind that tore through obstacles.

This skill failed to take effect, but Li Qiang wasn't discouraged either; he roared, his right palm striking fiercely toward Tang Luo's back.

Behind him emerged a giant bear's faint illusory shadow.

Feral Beast Combo Strike · Bear Strike!

This was only the very first strike; after this, within a short time Li Qiang could still chain three more moves.

Tiger Claw, Snake Strike, and Phoenix Fury!

This palm strike, comparable to a tank shell's attack, was not aimed at Tang Luo's head.

The reason was simple: when he charged over, Wei Xin at Tang Luo's front-left took steps leaving footprints one by one, like a general charging on horseback, or like a heavy tank at full throttle.

The Daylily Great Axe in her hand dragged a trace on the ground; the moment she reached Tang Luo's front, she raised it high and brought it down on his head!

Sharp Qi roared wantonly.

Li Qiang naturally wouldn't go for Tang Luo's head; that was Wei Xin's "prey", he didn't want to suffer any friendly fire.

As for how to coordinate, they had rehearsed it after all.

There would be no awkward situation where 1+1 turns out less than 2.

Facing the two's joint attack, Tang Luo still stood in place unmoving, the Ice Spear in his hand thrusting upward without any flourish.

The spear tip accurately collided with the axe blade of the Daylily Great Axe as it fell.

Freezing cold erupted, but at the same time, the patterns on the Daylily Great Axe flashed, unexpectedly bursting forth with explosive flames,

Ice and fire collided, white steam instantly exploding and rising.

The two pieces of equipment were evenly matched, but the users' strength was not the same.

Wei Xin felt an unmatchable force transmit from the axe head; the falling axe head was forced back up.

Her hands gripping the haft instantly slid from the middle to the rear end, a blood mark directly appearing on the axe haft.

If not for Wei Xin gripping it so deathly tight, her weapon would have long since flown out of her hands, who knows where.

Even so, Wei Xin's whole body was also sent flying, landing with difficulty, both arms trembling non-stop, feeling like both arms were no longer her own.

The steam produced by the collision of flames and ice dissipated.

Tang Luo's Ice Spear lay horizontal at his side, parallel to the ground; behind him was Li Qiang, his chest pierced through by the spear shaft.

The remaining three moves of Feral Beast Combo Strike didn't even get a chance to be launched.

With a casual shake, Tang Luo flung Li Qiang's corpse away.

Several ice cones came howling, rushing straight for his head.

Wen Hanfei, suspended in mid-air, spread one hand toward Tang Luo, the faint blue light on his palm not yet fully dispersed.

Not only that, while launching the ice cones, he raised the long staff in his hand, leaned his body back, making an incomparably standard throwing motion.

His right hand swung fiercely toward Tang Luo; the magic staff didn't leave his hand, a bolt of lightning transformed into the shape of a long spear, as if directly crossing the distance of space.

Before those ice cones arrived, it appeared above Tang Luo's head.

Or rather, it had already directly landed on Tang Luo.

Lightning Spear!

First using ice cones to draw attention, then using this spell, making the originally almost undodgeable Lightning Spear able to hit Tang Luo with one hundred percent accuracy.

Lightning blazed; including where Tang Luo stood, with him as the center, a range of about ten meters all turned into a lightning prison.

The rising high temperature made the surrounding space distort.

Such a lightning prison, aside from its range not being large enough, had power no less than the equipment "Rolling Heavenly Thunder".

This strike was obviously one Wen Hanfei had meticulously prepared.

Not only that, within the lightning prison, the Thunder God Thor appeared again; in such a terrifying environment, others would have to temporarily avoid the edge.

But he, Thunder God Thor, didn't need to; only to see him rush to Tang Luo's front, right hand spread open, a hammer completely composed of lightning appearing in his hand.

Smashing fiercely toward Tang Luo.

The hammer's lightning wasn't particularly dazzling or fierce, and there was no rising temperature around it.

But that didn't mean the power was weak; it was just because this strike, Thor had already condensed his power, the condensed power was several times more terrifying than the dispersed Lightning Spear.

Since he wasn't agile enough, then it would be absolute powerful force to crush, shatter, blast into pieces!

This hammer was used for destruction!

Tang Luo in the lightning prison raised his hand, steadily catching Thor's hammer: "This one is a bit stronger than just now."

Thor's eyes narrowed, a roar issuing from his mouth; the lightning prison around him swept clean, the ground caved in, a large pit appearing.

"Die!" His arms suddenly swelled several degrees, his strength increasing further.

Yet the hand gripping the hammer made entirely of lightning still did not budge an inch; lightning danced between Tang Luo's fingers, yet not even a trace of char or scorch was left behind.

"Hah!"

With a thunderous shout, Wei Xin appeared at Tang Luo's side, gripping the Xuanhua Great Axe, sweeping horizontally at his waist!

As it swept, three illusory shadows were produced, overlapping as they came.

Wei Xin's most powerful move, Sweep Away a Thousand Armies · Overlapping Waves Threefold!

Tang Luo's expression did not change; this time he did not meet force with force, his left hand gripping the Ice Spear and smashing it down, just like using a staff.

The ground trembled slightly, a crack appearing and spreading, nearly splitting this area in two; the ground beneath his feet sank.

Thor's eyes widened, the muscles around him twitching imperceptibly.

Even while fighting two alone, using the long spear in his hand to smash Wei Xin's sweeping axe to the ground, and then stepping on it with one foot, making it impossible for Wei Xin to pull it free.

The hand catching the false Mjolnir in his grasp still did not move a fraction.

The tremendous power difference nearly made the Thunder God Thor mistake that he was facing not a person, but a colossal mountain whose peak could not be seen at a glance.

But even a mountain, if he brought a hammer down on it, would at least be smashed into a terrifying great hole, shaken a couple of times, given some face.

"Aaaaaah!"

Thor roared and roared, his body even swelling somewhat.

Squeezing out every bit of strength, every shred of potential from his entire body, like toothpaste under a hydraulic press.

"Fear, descend!"

At this moment, Deimos, who had stood in place without moving, also completed what he intended to do.

This was not as agreed; originally he should have acted earlier, but it was not that Deimos was shirking work.

Rather, after Thor was forced back by Tang Luo for the first time, Deimos sensed that this enemy was far more troublesome than imagined.

He was brewing a big move.

Deimos, also called Deimos, in Greek mythology the god of fear, son of Ares and Aphrodite.

While possessing extremely strong combat power himself, he also controlled fear.

Fear was his best weapon.

At this very moment, after brewing, Deimos unleashed his strongest fear shock.

Enough to drag Tang Luo's spirit into a boundless hell of terror, to make him understand what is called great terror.

Even if unable to kill this person — however one puts it, the other party's destiny fragment is the legendary Buddha, a realm not inferior to a god.

It could still inflict massive damage on him, and while he is besieged by Thor and Wei Xin, with Wen Hanfei watching like a tiger eyeing its prey.

No massive damage is needed; a single opening is enough.

Life and death, originally lie in a single instant.

When Deimos shouted those words, massive amounts of black qi erupted from his body, instantly vanishing, soundless and formless, already striking at Tang Luo.

"Come feel fear, enter a world completely dominated by me."

In Deimos's eyes, the world had already changed; boundless mountains of corpses and seas of blood, countless bizarre monsters letting out shrill roars.

This was his mental world, the hall of terror.

"Hm?"

Only, the next second, Deimos's expression changed slightly; where is the person?

Where is the person?

On the "dining table execution platform" he had prepared, the manifestation of Tang Xuanzang's spirit and soul did not appear.

That alone would be fine; Deimos had also prepared to fight him in this world.

But the problem is, Deimos could not sense Tang Xuanzang's existence at all.

At this very moment, Deimos seemed to sense something, involuntarily raising his head to look toward the sky.

He saw a pair of eyes, calm as an ancient well, looking at him.

"Boom!"

It might have been a deafening huge sound, or perhaps there was no sound at all.

The instant he saw those eyes, Deimos's consciousness instantly collapsed; there was no fear, only death.

Death descended, descended upon him.

"Hm?" A distinct surge of magic power rippled over Wen Hanfei.

Deimos's attack and Tang Luo's counterattack actually took place in just that one instant. To outsiders, it simply looked like Deimos had clearly brewed a vicious move.

Massive black qi erupted from his body, then his body shuddered, and he slowly collapsed to the ground.

His destiny fragment emerged, dying on the spot!

Wen Hanfei is no fool; he naturally would not think Deimos died from a failed big move backfiring.

This situation clearly shows Deimos lost to Tang Luo on his own most skilled, most powerful fear shock — not just lost to him, but lost his very life!

Thor and Wei Xin did not turn back, but they clearly also realized what had happened.

Deimos died, dying the moment he unleashed his strongest strike.

The Tang Xuanzang before them did not even furrow his brows; his body did not sway the slightest, his hands were steady, unmoving.

The Mjolnir did not break through his palm, did not touch him.

The Xuanhua Great Axe was also pinned by the Ice Spear; no matter how Wei Xin exerted force, it could not budge. The opponent's foot seemed not merely to be pressing on her Xuanhua Great Axe, but firmly controlling it entirely.

The axe maintained a forty-five-degree angle with the ground, and kept holding at this angle; no matter how Wei Xin deployed her techniques, it did not move a fraction.

Thor saw a cold, indifferent arc at the corner of the opponent's mouth.

"Just this?"

They heard the third sentence spoken by the great enemy before them after the war began, and it was a question.

It even carried a hint of disappointment.