Chapter 380: Field Assistance?

Luo En slowly raised the magic sword in his hand, the silver blade shimmering with a bizarre luster under the blood-red light of the Abyss.

The surface of the blade flowed with textures like water ripples, every pulse perfectly synchronized with the user's heartbeat.

The remaining legions—"Void Devourer," the remnants of "Flesh Fusion," and the survivors of "Dimensional Rift"—began to regroup after a brief shock.

These Abyss warriors, although accustomed to various terrifying scenes, still felt unprecedented unease at the aura Luo En radiated.

It was a sense of threat that transcended conventional cognition, like the instinctive fear of facing a natural predator.

In Drell's massive church body, hundreds of imprisoned souls began to stir uneasily.

Those once-devout religious figures actually stopped their usual wailing, instead emitting a low whisper that approximated awe.

"Truly terrifying..."

Drell's green-fire eyes stared tightly at the figure in the center of the battlefield, the bell sound in his chest becoming rapid and irregular:

"That aura... is neither pure wizard power nor standard Abyss awakening; it reminds me of the 'Balance Breaker' mentioned in ancient prophecies..."

In the long years, Drell had seen relevant records in some taboo classics.

It was about a legendary existence capable of breaking the natural opposition between wizards and the Abyss, fusing two completely different power systems into one.

But those records all described it as a theoretical possibility; no one had ever truly achieved this fusion.

"If it really is..."

Drell's thinking began to run rapidly, analyzing the consequences this change might bring:

"The appearance of such an existence will completely rewrite the power balance between the Abyss and the main world.

Whether it is wizards or Abyss creatures, they will face unprecedented threats."

On Kro's face, covered with time cracks, an unprecedented solemn expression also appeared.

As an observer of time, his sensory ability extended to more distant future branches.

"I see..."

His voice was like coming from the depths of the river of time, carrying a tremor that approximated fear:

"Countless timelines began to diverge violently after that existence appeared.

In some branches, the power structure of the entire Abyss was completely rewritten;

In some branches, the boundary between the main world and the Abyss disappeared; and in others..."

Kro paused, time cracks flashing crazily around him:

"And in others, I cannot even see the result.

Time itself became blurred in the face of those possibilities, as if some power transcending time was interfering with my observation."

Luo En saw the regrouping enemies, and the magic sword in his hand began to undergo subtle changes.

The silver blade flowed like liquid, reshaping its form.

The blade gradually lengthened and thinned, the metal fluid redistributed, forming a more elegant and lethal arc outline.

The guard extended into a streamlined arc structure, both beautiful and practical, capable of perfectly protecting the user's hand.

The end of the hilt began to grow flexible strings.

Those were invisible strings composed of pure energy.

Each string was directly connected to the user's mental power, capable of precise adjustment according to intent.

"Child, this form change..."

Nari's voice sounded in the depths of his consciousness, carrying obvious worry:

"Will it consume too much of your mental power? Mother feels your consciousness fluctuations are vibrating violently..."

As a mother, she could keenly perceive the subtle changes in her "child."

Although it looked stable on the surface, the deep consciousness structure was indeed under immense pressure.

"Don't worry, Mother."

Luo En's response remained calm and confident, but his tone also carried a certain warm reassurance:

"This is the result of the natural evolution of power; the magic sword is adapting to the form I truly need.

This pressure is within the bearable range and will gradually decrease as the adaptation process completes."

He did not hide the fact that he was indeed under pressure, but he did not exaggerate the danger either.

This frank way of communication instead made Nari feel more at ease.

After the transformation was completed, the magic sword in Luo En's hand had turned into a uniquely shaped longbow.

The bow body was silver, its surface flowing with energy patterns as gorgeous as the galaxy.

The bowstring was condensed from pure magic power, shimmering with faint light in the air.

The entire weapon exuded an elegant and lethal beauty, like a sacrificial vessel dedicated to an ancient Elf King.

Facing the regrouping "Void Devourer" legion, Luo En slowly pulled the energy string.

These bizarre existences from the eighth layer lived by devouring reality, each individual being a walking incarnation of nothingness.

Their attack method was extremely terrifying, capable of turning everything they touched into an absolute void, leaving not even a trace of existence.

But it was precisely this pure evil essence that made them the perfect target for the "Hunt the Evil" skill.

Luo En began to apply the technical principles of the Halo of Radiance, but the application method had undergone a fundamental change.

No longer creating light birds that could fly, but directly condensing light elements into arrow forms.

When the bowstring was pulled full, an arrow composed of pure light formed on the string.

The arrow was transparent, with energy like liquid stars flowing inside, emitting a pure aura that made all evil existences tremble.

"Go."

Luo En released the bowstring.

The light arrow shot toward the nearest Void Devourer like lightning, its speed so fast that space didn't even have time to fluctuate.

The moment the arrow hit the target, this Abyss creature with nothingness as its essence began to tremble violently.

The "void" trait within its body and the physical nature of the light clashed violently, repelling each other like fire and water.

The Void Devourer's body began to show unstable fluctuations.

The original perfect void structure was forcibly filled, and the form of existence appeared fundamentally confused.

Finally, it disintegrated completely in an ear-piercing spatial tearing sound, with not even the most basic trace of existence erased.

Exclamations erupted in the spectator seats.

The terror of the Void Devourer was something all Abyss creatures had heard of.

That ability to turn everything into nothingness was something even some high-level awakeners had to handle carefully.

But in front of Luo En, these terrifying existences that made people hear their names and tremble were as fragile as paper.

"It's a bit like the traits of those demon hunters..."

Drell's voice carried deep shock:

"Each arrow carries the power of sanction against evil existences, this targeted restraint..."

He paused, a hint of fear appearing in his green-fire eyes:

"It's as if it was born specifically to hunt us."

Luo En had entered a certain transcendent combat state at this time, his consciousness and weapon reaching perfect unity.

The bowstring rang continuously, like the funeral bell of death, every string sound announcing the death of an enemy.

Light arrows poured out like a rainstorm, each one precisely hitting the enemy's fatal weakness.

This was not a blind covering attack, but a precision sniper shot calculated with precision.

The fusion of wizard rationality and the substitute puppet's combat instinct.

Allowed him to analyze the weaknesses of dozens of targets simultaneously and formulate the optimal strike sequence.

Kampus's space soldiers tried to avoid the attack through dimensional jumping, flickering and moving between multiple spatial layers.

But the power of the stars contained in the light arrows had transcended the limitations of space.

Plus the insight bonus from the "Time-Knowing Eye," which happened to be able to penetrate obstacles and disguises involving dimensional changes, striking the essence of the target directly.

The arrows penetrated the dimensional barriers as if they had spirituality, piercing enemies scattered across multiple spatial layers together.

Those space soldiers who thought they were safe were as transparent as nothing in front of the arrows.

In just a few minutes, hundreds of enemies turned into nothingness, and the entire battlefield became empty.

Only a few dozen survivors remained, trembling at the edge of the battlefield, not daring to move forward again.

Seeing their legions about to be wiped out, Drell and other apostles, as well as the remaining apostles of other legions, began an emergency mental exchange.

In the social system of Abyss creatures, direct mental dialogue was a common communication method between high-level existences.

Through this method, they could exchange large amounts of complex information in an instant without being detected by the outside world.

"We cannot let that monster continue..."

Drell initiated the contact first, the bell sound in his church body becoming rapid and chaotic:

"I feel real danger; that form of existence not only threatens our legions but also threatens the fundamental existence basis of all of us."

His judgment was not groundless.

As an ancient apostle of the same era as "Mad Bite" Mogron, Drell had seen too many so-called "geniuses" and "miracles."

But no existence had ever made him feel such a strong sense of crisis.

That feeling was like facing a natural predator, an instinctive warning written deep in the genes.

"Injecting power in violation of rules will invite Magnus's punishment..."