Chapter 535: Dimensional Onslaught
by xennovelWithin the black-and-white dimensional space, Yenir swiftly locked onto his first target and dashed forward with his sword drawn.
Amid a torrent of tactical data projections, he considered the minions trailing Yinglong to be as good as dead.
A single sword strike aimed at the head—frozen in that near-stasis moment—would, once time resumed, be enough to cleave his enemy in two.
It’s not a case of Yenir’s arrogance!
Against foes of the same caliber, his power was utterly crushing! And in that nearly unfair manipulation of time, how could these Third-Stage warriors possibly react?!
“Ten Swords to Slay! Trigger Divine Rage!”
“Activate Judgment Form to nullify Yinglong’s state!”
“Use Mind Shock to assault his resolve!”
“With all three trump cards in play, I refuse to believe this guy can’t be finished in an instant!”
His eyes burned with ruthless intensity.
After his sword pierced the heart of the fourth Third-Stage Awakened, Yenir gave a cold, cruel smile as his battle fervor nearly reached its zenith.
In this fight, he intended to hold nothing back—he was determined to end Yinglong in the shortest time possible!
Delays will only bring complications!
He knew Yinglong’s weakness—that his attributes had a significant flaw.
But after all, Yinglong was a Peak Third-Stage. Who knew if he still had a hidden ace?
After unleashing ten sword strikes in one fluid motion and capitalizing on the dwindling moment of the Dimensional Surge, Yenir’s eyes glinted as he reassessed the others present.
In fact, even before pinpointing Yinglong’s exact location, he had spotted a white-robed Third-Stage along with the group accompanying him.
By accessing the Military’s high-resolution satellite, he easily discovered that they had come from the Border.
It was clear that this group comprised alien Awakeners.
Though he hadn’t caught much of Yinglong’s conversation with them, Yenir could surmise it was about negotiating a collaboration.
For that reason, he wasn’t about to let this band of alien Awakeners off.
“Once Yinglong is down, I’ll deal with these people…”
“The sacrifices are plenty—enough to trigger a second Divine Rage…”
Glancing at a white-robed man in the Reality world who stood nearby, looking dazed and lost, Yenir didn’t bother paying much attention.
All the skills he was using came with pre-assigned charges from the System, and his personal reservoir of spirit energy was enough to fuel another Divine Rage. Thus, even with an extra Peak Third-Stage, trouble was unlikely.
Moreover, it was clear they weren’t in cahoots with Yinglong. Once he began his assault, they hastily retreated for self-preservation.
Otherwise, if they had aided Yinglong, things could have gotten messy.
At the very least, his accompanying Military Third-Stage was likely to be completely wiped out.
Meanwhile, in real time…
As Yenir suddenly disappeared, Yinglong—blinking back into awareness—was both shocked and furious.
His reaction was lightning-fast, though the sight of Li Dafu left him utterly dumbfounded.
However, his wits quickly grasped that this kid, who dared rally a murderous horde against him, was likely the mastermind behind the dungeon incident!
What a load of dungeon NPC nonsense—look at that summoned NPC; it’s nothing but their pet!
Memories raced through his mind like cinematic flashes.
Just thinking that the NPC had swindled materials from him and even impersonated a Fourth-Stage later made Yinglong feel an acrid, blood-fueled fury rising in his chest!
Yes—he had suspected something was amiss back then.
Yet, once his suspicions were confirmed, he felt utterly foolish for being outwitted!
“Go die!”
His fury burned like wildfire!
Instinctively bracing for a terrifying counterattack, Yinglong didn’t hesitate to launch his long spear, aiming to take out the minions brought by Yenir first!
He didn’t know why Yenir had vanished, but Yenir understood that eliminating a batch of foes first was the only way to go!
Yet, just as Yinglong shifted his aim to strike anew, the once-vanished Yenir abruptly reappeared nearby.
But this time, he emerged with a barrage of ten searing sword slashes accompanied by agonized screams.
In shock, Yinglong whirled around.
Sensing a burst of spirit energy materializing behind him and expecting a lethal strike, Yinglong paused in stunned confusion.
He watched as the ten subordinates trailing him were seemingly dismembered by an unseen slicing force. In an instant, a chilling gleam darted toward their vital points—’pfft’—as their bodies were effortlessly severed.
They erupted like a fountain, their agonized screams echoing as they perished in an instant.
What ability is that!?
Who is striking?!
Why are they dying?!
No, wait—I’ve seen this move before!!!
Humans tend to fear the unknown—even at Peak Third-Stage.
In his shock, as Yinglong beheld his fallen subordinates, he suddenly recalled a scene from the dungeon with an identical demise.
Identical! Absolutely identical!
Damn it!
Back when his own men had suddenly perished, it turned out it was this kid’s doing as well!?
Barely having time to process, like a dazed rodent, Yinglong detected an aura surging from Yenir once again.
Mid-air, Yenir triggered Divine Rage as he entered a berserk enhancement state, his body bathed in a deep red glow. His aura shattered mid-level limits, rivaling the intensity of a Third-Stage Advanced warrior!
Even with that burst, Yenir, sensing an abrupt spike in his power, wasn’t satisfied and immediately unleashed his Judgment skill again.
Boom!!
Accompanied by a shockwave, and under Yinglong’s stunned gaze, a gigantic illusion materialized behind Yenir—eerily reminiscent of the Blood Shadow.
Yet unlike the familiar Blood Shadow, the illusion behind Yenir was more enigmatic, its dark, swirling presence evoking an unsettling terror.
His battle prowess surged anew.
Feeling the rush of power well up inside him, Yenir grinned cruelly and lunged directly at Yinglong.
In his dual state of berserk and Judgment Form, his sheer strength was enough to go toe-to-toe with a Peak Third-Stage!
Though not perfect, it was more than enough!
Boom, boom! Boom!
He casually slashed with his sword.
The Elemental Blade, blazing with towering flames like heavenly fire, unleashed massive explosions with every swing under the power of Judgment.
With one strike, it instantly blasted a massive chasm in the area where Yinglong stood!
The fusion of fire and Judgment energy turned each strike into a heavy bombardment, terrifying in its sheer might!
Boom, boom, boom, boom!!
The ground shook, and a barrage of dust and stones shot out like cannon fire.
Hiding nearby, the white-robed Third-Stage stared in disbelief as Yenir’s power surged uncontrollably, his mouth agape at the surreal unfolding of events!
Surging shockwaves battered his raised shield—circular blasts rolling over him. Though they posed no direct threat, their overwhelming force left him awestruck.
What is this madness!?
It was one thing to try to take Yinglong down, but the leader was a Third-Stage Mid-level!?
A Third-Stage Mid-level is one thing, but suddenly surging in power to become a ‘monster’ of this caliber!?
Never having seen such a display, his wariness grew even stronger!
Notably, he observed that although the enemy didn’t yet seem capable of killing Yinglong, the repeatedly bombarded warrior appeared to be channeling most of his strength into defense.
Especially since he also had to shield the one surviving subordinate from the onslaught of seven Third-Stage Advanced attackers.
“Help me!!”
“Hakechi!”
He roared in anger.
Not used to being so pinned down, with his eyes flashing red, Yinglong bellowed as he refused to tolerate it any longer!
To be honest, he had feared that attack he’d seen before and was desperate to protect his elite subordinates—losing them would be a tragedy!
But he was on the brink of losing his restraint!
Even if that move resurfaced, what of it? Yinglong had his own hidden trump cards!
That phantom, though terrifying and seemingly Fourth-Stage, he was certain it wasn’t Fourth-Stage at all!
If only the white-robed Third-Stage could share some of the burden, he would charge forward and take that kid down immediately!
That phantom might not take him out in a second—it was Yenir who would face death!
A mere Third-Stage Mid-level, no matter how strange, could never be his equal!