Chapter 616: The Devastating Assault

Boom!!

Like a palpable Mental Storm, an explosive shockwave erupted in an instant, striking them at a speed that no Third-Stage reaction could match and leaving them completely exposed.

In that very moment, Third-Stage Awakeners launching attacks from both the ground and the air let out piercing screams, as if struck by a giant hammer, and fell in droves.

Faced with an utterly unanticipated mental assault—further amplified by Yenir—every one of them absorbed the same brutal impact. There was simply no time to defend!

In the blink of an eye, hordes of Third-Stage Awakeners tumbled like locusts, while those charging toward Yenir were blasted away like speeding cannonballs.

The astonishing spectacle left the remaining Third-Stage fighters utterly stunned.

Mental-type Awakeners are scarcely even Third-Stage; at best they are half Willpower-Type. Have they ever witnessed a Mental Shock this terrifying!?

Just like the Mental Storm that once shook the Chinese Military when Yenir unleashed it, the entire arena was gripped by horror.

What a horrifying mental assault!

With damage this high, that sheer willpower completely crushes them!

It was baffling how Yenir, barely a Third-Stage Advanced, could wield such overwhelming mental power—but at least all the reinforcements from the four battle zones were elite.

After a brief moment of chaos, a Peak Third-Stage warrior from the West Asia Battle Zone bellowed:

“Long-range attack! Get him out immediately!”

“Engage up close! Don’t be afraid!”

“Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!”

There was no time to worry about who was commanding.

A host of Peak Third-Stage fighters suddenly realized they had only two options: either absorb the shock and charge at Yenir head-on, or concentrate their long-range fire. Earlier they’d planned a rash rush, but now recklessness was not an option!

Slightly slower than the rest, Yamamoto—the one who suffered the worst of the mental shock—now had blood streaming from his nose and mouth, looking utterly miserable.

As the fastest to charge in and the one hit hardest by the initial Mental Storm, he felt as if his mind was about to explode!

Though his body and spirit were both battered, he did not retreat; instead, a flash of madness ignited in his eyes!

He noticed Yenir’s Mental Storm swirling around him like a defensive barrier, attempting to block the incoming onslaught.

Its power and effect were indeed fearsome—but utterly meaningless!

In the first round, they were injured and pushed back, but with preparations in place for the second wave, he refused to believe that this damned pig could one-shot them!

What are you kidding! There’s no Third-Stage fighter in this world strong enough to face off against hundreds at once!

Clearly, unleashing a group shockwave that repelled so many Awakeners would drain enormous energy!

He sensed that Yenir’s surface energy had dropped significantly at that moment!

This damned pig!? Did he really think that would scare them!?

Charge in! We must rush in faster than anyone else!

Otherwise, if that guy gets taken out in an instant, he won’t be able to snatch the equipment!

“Everyone, kill him!!”

“Kill him and then get out!!”

A piercing shout rang out!

They acted without a care for revealing their own intentions.

At that moment, Yamamoto seemed to ignite with a desperate fighting spirit unique to the Japanese Battle Zone.

He mustered all his power to form a Spirit Shield, and with an ear-splitting howl, led all the Peak Third-Stage warriors from the Japanese Battle Zone in a charge toward Yenir.

Their speed was unmatched—if they could take him out in seconds, they’d instantly snatch the equipment off his body!

That way, even a poor ranking in the National War wouldn’t matter!

Faced with the overwhelming power Yenir had just displayed, even a fool would suspect it was all thanks to his equipment!

Meanwhile, the ever-cautious Awakeners from the Indian Battle Zone couldn’t help but consider charging in.

After all, the suddenly appearing Yenir looked like a treasure aglow with golden light—kill him and there’d be a massive explosion! The sheer opulence of his equipment was such that even an entire nation’s might would struggle!

Yet knowing that their strengths lay more in attrition, they hesitated for a moment.

Damn it! Can’t these Japanese lunatics realize that the instant they engage, they’ll be hammered by counterattacks from other battle zones!?

If they don’t get away in time, they’ll all end up being buried alongside that Huaguo person!

Meanwhile, as Yenir watched the Third-Stage fighters from various battle zones continue their assault, a peculiar gleam flashed in his eyes—he showed no sign of dodging.

Not bad.

After unleashing his Mental Storm, he also activated the special effect of his Mind Suit.

All these Third-Stage Awakeners from different battle zones were clearly affected by heightened emotions.

The suit’s Thought Lock effect couldn’t paralyze them with fear, but it perfectly grabbed hold the moment their greed flared!

With a vast glow of skills nearly filling the entire view, Yenir sneered and swiftly drew a Longsword.

Heavenly Cloud Sword!

Divine Wind!

Buzz!

As a whisper of wind stirred, he—previously locked on by a barrage of skills—vanished like an unseen breeze. His figure blurred, evading every mental lock.

What the—!?

Before they could recover their shock, the horde of Peak Third-Stage fighters, who had been furiously unleashing their innate abilities, were left dumbfounded as their skills missed their mark.

Amid furious explosions, skills collided from all sides in a dazzling, colorful burst—a chaotic, pointless impact.

Yamamoto, who had charged in aiming to take Yenir down as quickly as possible, now felt a despair deeper than anyone else.

Good grief—he’d just activated his final innate ability to blink in before Yenir, ready to carve a knife through his head!

But in the blink of an eye, Yenir had vanished!!

Moreover, just before Yenir’s mysterious disappearance, he sensed an alarmingly familiar presence.

Heavenly Cloud Sword!?

Their zone’s artifact? The Heavenly Cloud Sword awarded to the First Divine Warrior!?

As a Japanese Third-Stage fighter, he knew that sword’s traits inside out!

He watched in disbelief as Yenir evaded all attacks using the sword’s Divine Wind skill—a maneuver that delivered damage as severe as any physical blow!

In that instant, an utterly staggering thought flashed through his mind, nearly leaving him dumbfounded.

Who else could possibly wield this sword!?

It could only be their First Divine Warrior!

Unbelievable talent? A super genius? The hope of their battle zone—a true rising force!?

No!

This damn guy alone!

Could it be? Yenir is actually the First Divine Warrior!?

Under that immense impact, every Awakener in the Japanese Battle Zone trembled as they realized just how explosive this revelation was—or rather, how absurd and brutal it turned out to be!

Perhaps unable to accept the reality, Yamamoto—who should’ve fled immediately after Yenir vanished—now stood frozen, utterly dumbfounded.

Meanwhile, in his Divine Wind state, Yenir raised an eyebrow and couldn’t help but be at a loss for words.

What the hell…

A Peak Third-Stage fighter with such poor resilience?

As his comrades from the Japanese Battle Zone shouted for Yamamoto to escape, it was clear he couldn’t.

Yenir shook his head in exasperation and decided to claim the kill himself.

“Forget it, here’s your send-off!”

“Bang!!”

With a long-range Mind Shock that shattered Yamamoto’s skull—and just as his Divine Wind state was about to end—Yenir couldn’t help but lick his lips as he surveyed the stunned Third-Stage warriors.

Tsk, utterly weak.

All they did was dodge a skill, and they got so rattled?

And he still had a whole lot more tricks up his sleeve.