Chapter 609: Lure Him Out, I'll Ambush

This can't go on like this. The opponent has endless weird abilities and is an elementally immune Mourning Skeleton, which instantly wipes out his biggest advantage. Titans cannot perform elemental damage, and more than half of the usable skills are directly gone. If this continues, he might lose.

Thinking of this, Tyranos no longer hesitated and said loudly: "All Titans, listen to the order, merge! I will form the core!"

The Titans who had already retreated behind Tyranos immediately released electric arcs, which fell on Tyranos's body, forming a semicircular electric net centered on him.

For a time, the energy intensity on Tyranos's body increased crazily, and the surrounding air crackled. Clearly, it was pierced by the ultra-high voltage.

The next moment, Tyranos condensed a thick electric whip and swung it out forcefully.

Ang almost immediately half-squatted and raised his hand, supporting the Guardian Barrier. This was also the first time the Guardian Barrier was applied to himself.

The electric whip lashed onto the barrier, emitting a huge booming sound, as if dozens of thunderclaps exploded at the same time.

Visibly, with Ang as the center, the light was distorting, and a shockwave spread out. Everyone nearby couldn't help but shrink their heads.

After the electric whip, the rows of explosive missiles that Ang wiped out in front of him also disappeared, directly exploded by the shock.

Deity Diluni's expression tightened, and he said in a low voice: "Not good, Lord Ang is being restrained."

Aobenli disagreed: "How could that be? Ang has so many divine skills, he won't be restrained so easily."

Deity Diluni shook his head: "No matter how many divine skills there are, they have to be applied to the target. Lord's Dragon God Transformation time is up, losing the biggest advantage of speed. As long as the Titans can control the distance, the Lord will have a headache."

Xiludi was eager to try on the side: "Should we go help? Should we go help?"

Deity Diluni rolled his eyes: "Absolutely not. The difference in power level is too great. If you get close, a wave of electricity might electrocute you. Didn't you see that everyone hasn't moved, and the Life God hasn't made a move either? Don't worry."

Just as Deity Diluni expected, losing the advantage of speed, the Titans' strength could finally be truly displayed. Swinging the electric whip from afar gave Ang a headache. His magic level was too low, and he couldn't cast it at all. An electric whip lashed over with a shock, which could detonate all the explosive fireballs.

After withstanding two whips, Ang gave up on magic, reached out to condense a Lightning Spear, and threw it forcefully.

Tyranos pressed his palm forward. The Lightning Spear, which was as fast as lightning and almost invisible to the naked eye, pulled out a trajectory formed by countless tiny electric arcs in the air.

It was as if the Lightning Spear had entered an invisible giant net. While the trajectory of the Lightning Spear appeared, its speed also dropped rapidly, and finally stopped in front of Tyranos, trembling slightly a few times, and the Lightning Spear dissipated in the air.

Ang reached out and grabbed in the void, and the endless lightning elements gathered in his palm. The Lightning Spear appeared in his hand again.

The Purple Bone watching the battle on the ground looked at the Thunder Javelin in his hand and realized something, saying to the Great Witch: "I understand why the Thunder Javelin is one-time use in the hands of the Titans."

The Great Witch nodded: "Both are energy creations, but the Lightning Spear is much higher in energy level than the Thunder Javelin."

The Purple Bone said excitedly: "Let the Lord change ours to Lightning Spears later."

Just like that, Ang and Tyranos bombarded each other with one spear and one whip.

After bombarding for a while, everyone felt a bit bored. Aobenli even imitated the tone of Thunder hosting the competition, muttering in a low voice: "Alright, the competition has reached garbage time, and everyone has entered a tactical stalemate stage. Friends who can't hold it can take this opportunity to leave the venue in an orderly manner, go out to take a bath, brush your teeth, and eat a meal before coming back. You bastard on the left, if you squeeze again, I'll throw you out."

Xiludi blinked her eyes and asked puzzledly: "Why add that last sentence? No one is squeezing?"

"Oh, Thunder's habit. If you add this sentence, everyone won't squeeze. If you don't add it, someone will really squeeze," Aobenli said.

"Oh." Xiludi understood: "This is a preventive warning, not because it saw someone squeezing. Anyway, there are so many people in the venue, everyone can't see if anyone is squeezing. Thunder is so cunning."

"Yeah, so cunning. I don't know how it is now, if it's eating well over there, if it will be bullied by that big cat. Why didn't Ang bring others back when he returned? If he brought Feiti back, it wouldn't be so troublesome," Aobenli said worriedly.

"Oh, alright, Grandma Aobenli, it's so incongruous for you to speak in this tone with this face now. Thunder will take care of itself. It's not a child, and it's older than you," Deity Diluni couldn't help but say.

Aobenli now has the face of a little loli, and speaking in such an old-fashioned way is too unbearable.

Thunder is an elemental creature, and it might have lived longer than Aobenli. When it's timid, it can pretend to be a squirrel, and when it's tough, it can pretend to be a muscular kangaroo. There's no need to worry about it.

Aobenli's face stiffened and she put her hands on her hips. Deity Diluni was startled and hurriedly changed the subject: "Look, Lord Ang is a bit strange. The Titan's electric whip hit him, but it seems it didn't release its power. Did you notice? According to the energy level of the Titan God King, the shock shouldn't be so small."

"It seems so, a bit strange. Two of the Lord's fingers are missing. Did he reach into the dimensional space?" Xiludi had sharp eyes, and after observing carefully for a while, she said in shock.

Many people have actually seen the scene of Ang reaching his arm into the Palace of Rest. After all, Ang wants to plant things whenever he is bored. But this operation of reaching two fingers into it is too hidden. If you don't look carefully, you won't notice it at all.

"Eh, he pulled it out again. The fingers even brought out something? Elf bean?" Aobenli also saw it, and just happened to see Ang pull his fingers out, with an elf bean clamped between his two fingers.

The three looked at each other, unbelievable: "Could it be that Lord Ang is doing it on purpose? Is he borrowing the Titan's power to transform elf beans?"

Tyranos also gradually began to doubt. The feeling of the electric whip lashing down was very wrong. There was no feeling of releasing thoroughly, but rather a feeling of being blocked and stuffy in a jar.

Every time it hit Ang's body, he vaguely felt a phantom of a gold coin blocking in front of his whip. After hitting, he even vaguely heard a sound of 'discount—', which was very weird.

This doesn't look like a proper Mourning Skeleton.

Originally, he thought they could consume each other for a while, but looking at Ang, he didn't look like he had any consumption. What to do?

Facing this situation, Tyranos was also a bit at a loss.

Just at this moment, a voice sounded in his ear: "Stupid, he is stealing your power, lure him out to the void, I'll ambush outside."

"Snake of Misfortune?" ===== CHAPTER 610 =====