Chapter 590: Shattered by Dimensional Fury

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He spun around abruptly.

The moment the sound echoed, Wu Long’s heart leapt in shock, nearly making him jump in fright.

But with the battle awareness of a Peak Third-Stage fighter, he instantly unleashed all his spirit energy, summoning a shield at breakneck speed.

At the same time, a throng of Vietnamese Awakeners quickly formed up, converging at lightning speed!

When did they show up right behind me!?

How come I didn’t sense them at all!?

Fear seized him.

He couldn’t understand why Yenir had suddenly appeared behind him yet made no move to attack.

At that moment, Wu Long worried it was a trick.

Especially when he caught sight of twenty Huaguo Military Awakeneds, as if they had stepped out from invisibility.

And the leading youth turned out to be merely a Third-Stage Advanced!

Instead of ambushing him, they risked walking out into the open as if begging for death!? What the hell are these Huaguo people up to!?

Inconceivable!

His battle knife—always ready to strike—was clenched tightly in his hand. At any sign of abnormality, he would not hesitate to slash down the youth before him!

How could a Third-Stage Advanced evade his senses? And appear here ahead of time!?

Was it some special ability… or something else…?

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Unlike the panicked Wu Long and the others, Yenir was calmly counting the forces from the Vietnam Battle Zone.

Eighty Third-Stage Advanced fighters and three Peak Third-Stage warriors…

Hmm, they’re just at the limit of his combat prowess.

Not to be overconfident, nor to grant his foes an opening.

Yenir’s sudden appearance was driven by a different plan: whether to instantly dispatch all of them or convert them into Otherworldly Ghosts.

The Vietnamese brutes weren’t difficult to kill, but eliminating them would instantly boost Huaguo’s ranking to first.

This would cause the third and fourth teams to instantly realize that, despite being deemed the weakest by the system, the Huaguo Battle Zone had struck first against the Vietnamese.

Even a fool would see something was amiss.

That would seriously undermine his future plans.

After a brief calculation—half a second later—Yenir looked seriously at Wu Long.

“I’ll give you a chance: be my dog,”

he continued, “and I might let you live.”

“If you’re smart, you’d realize my mental power far surpasses yours.”

Honestly…

With his current willpower, he could crush most Peak Third-Stage fighters. Especially after activating Mind Storm, a single psychic impact was enough to shatter the mental defenses of his equals.

If Wu Long and the others were clever enough to put themselves in his shoes, they’d realize that Yenir truly had the power to threaten them.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Wu Long—who had been extremely cautious—suddenly froze.

But after that brief moment of shock, a surge of anger flared within him.

“Be my dog? Spare my life!?”

“Damn it! I’ve never seen anyone so arrogant in my life!”

Enraged, he let out a bitter laugh.

Even noticing something was odd about the young man before him, Wu Long’s instant anger left him no choice—he attacked without hesitation!

A mere Third-Stage Advanced! Even if he had any issues, they could never be his match! Not to mention that in numbers and combat power, they completely outclassed these fools!

In his rage, he assumed Yenir was deliberately provoking and intimidating him.

He’d seen this trick back when he was only a First-Stage fighter!

“You’re asking for death! Attack!”

A fierce shout rang out!

Enraged, Wu Long attacked, and a dazzling red light enveloped him.

With no intention of holding back or underestimating his enemy, once he decided to strike, he unleashed his most powerful skill!

In a flash, a colossal, twisted wave of slashes—formed from over a hundred strikes—hurtled toward Yenir’s head.

With this single strike, he could have cleaved even a Steel Fortress in two!

However, before the other two at Wu Long’s back could join the assault on the Awakeners behind Yenir,

a faint buzzing sound suddenly rang out.

In the blink of an eye, Yenir—who had been standing his ground—erupted with astonishing power, then vanished the next second as if he were a mirage.

What was that!?

There was no time to react.

With Dimensional Surge nearly defying normal limits, Wu Long and the others appeared to move in slow motion in Yenir’s gaze, their faces etched with pure fear.

Judgment!

Dimensional Surge!

With icy eyes, Yenir—now operating in a state of accelerated time—shook his head and then moved like a phantom, silently delivering a relentless flurry of slashes in dimensional space.

In Judgment mode, his power soared to nearly its apex.

Combined with the properties of Dimensional Slash, it was enough to show Wu Long the true meaning of despair.

Had it not been for the inability to use other skills during Dimensional Surge, Yenir would have unleashed Sword Draw Slash simultaneously.

After severing what appeared to be the strongest Wu Long with one strike, it would surely intimidate the remaining two Peak Third-Stage fighters.

“What a pity…”

After a barrage of thirty-three slashes hit Wu Long’s vital areas, Yenir lunged at the other two.

This time, instead of attempting to instantly kill both, he opted to target their legs.

A single Dimensional Surge might take out Wu Long, yet not necessarily finish him off.

After a kill, he’d still need to follow up with another skill.

Thus, in the remaining time, he wasn’t aiming for maximum kill potential—only intending to restrict the mobility of these two Peak Third-Stage fighters.

“Kill one Peak Third-Stage, plus ten Third-Stage Advanced…”

“For the other two, find a way to convert them into Otherworldly Ghosts… if all else fails, just kill them…”

“That way, the score won’t be outrageous, and subsequent Awakeners from various nations won’t pay too much attention…”

After a brief calculation, Yenir maintained a calm demeanor as he swiftly simulated the upcoming battle.

Anyone witnessing his thoughts would be jaw-dropped into disbelief.

Usually, battles between Peak Third-Stage fighters are fight-to-the-death, with no mercy given. But Yenir, on the other hand, had to consider the most effective way to finish them off!

Dimensional Surge ended.

When Yenir reappeared, he was accompanied by a dazzling glow of sword light.

Massive streams of sword light, like a spider web, enveloped Wu Long. Thanks to the armor-piercing nature of the Heavenly Cloud Sword, his defenses—resembling paper—were instantly torn apart.

“Aaaaaahhh!!”

A piercing, agonizing scream erupted.

Under the enveloping sword light, every slash bit into his flesh like a slow, brutal execution, instantly shredding him to pieces.

Blood splattered as deep wounds exposed bone. Though Wu Long, a veteran Peak Third-Stage fighter, was accustomed to pain, he couldn’t help but cry out in agony while clutching his eyes.

Under Yenir’s ruthless assault, every slash was aimed straight at his vital points.

At the same time, the other two couldn’t help but emit a muffled groan.

Those who had been preparing to charge the Huaguo Awakeners now dropped their stances in unison.

In utter horror, they realized that Yenir had already sliced off half of their legs!

How terrifying!

Words failed to capture their terror.

Even when facing the highest Peak fighters, they wouldn’t be this terrified!

But under Yenir’s bizarre and extreme assault, they simply couldn’t comprehend it—it surpassed all they knew!

What kind of power is this!? Why did it strike them before they even had time to react!?

If it weren’t for the certainty that Yenir was human…

No! At this point, they could no longer be sure!

There was no other explanation.

To them, Yenir reappearing seemed like a monstrous figure, shrouded in a thick crimson aura as a towering shadow of darkness exuded a godlike, oppressive force to intimidate them!

“Boom!!!”

Up in midair,

Yenir, emerging from the Dimensional Surge, paid no heed to their terror.

He only sighed quietly before lowering his head to unsheathe his sword.

Sure enough, Wu Long was still alive.

Even though he had simultaneously employed Dimensional Surge, Judgment, and Blood Shadow,

the combined boost from these three skills only reduced the Peak Third-Stage fighter to severe injuries.

While Wu Long’s strength certainly played a part, it also proved that Yenir’s regular combat power still wasn’t enough to instantly kill someone of a higher rank.

“I am still… too weak…”

So then…

Sword Draw Slash!

“Buzz!”

Heavenly light shimmered.

With a flash of movement, an intensely sharp surge of sword intent burst forth.

0.01 seconds later, Yenir emerged behind Wu Long, smoothly and rapidly drawing his sword and standing upright.

It passed by like a whisper of wind.

The screams ceased.

A streak of blood materialized on Wu Long’s forehead, as silent and precise as a laser cut.

Meanwhile, under the horrified stares of everyone, the slain Wu Long seemed to have been cleaved in two, collapsing silently to either side.

He died with eyes that never found rest.