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Chapter 600 - How Come We Can’t Watch the Battles?

Chapter 600: How Come We Can’t Watch the Battles?

Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown Translations

This man was brown-haired and about 50 years old. He said with intense disdain in his eyes, “Little Guy, you shouldn’t have come here.”

The moment he said it, Gabriel raised his blood-covered right hand before him and opened his fingers.

While his fingers opened, a blood-colored vortex began to slowly take shape.

The moment the blood-colored vortex was formed, the black-armored knight suddenly felt that the huge dragon beneath him was flying toward Gabriel against its will.

Bloody Twister!

The horrifying blood-colored vortex could immobilize anything and seal any force before it. If anything were sucked into it, there was no getting away!

“You are seeking death!” As a lofty sky knight, this black-armored knight was furious that he was challenged by a young man who had barely reached level 7. He slashed out his sword viciously, and a huge sword energy flew out, intending to cut Gabriel into two halves.

“Light Shadow Strike!” Another sword energy crashed down from the sky and smashed into the sword energy unleashed by the black-armored knight.

Colorless crystal dust scattered in the wind, and the grey dust seemed to show the world what a powerful force it had unleashed.

Sia and Luo Piaoling had battled their way to this place as well.

Boom!

The ripples of the surging sword energy spread out like a storm, and a bloody light struck down with vicious force as strong wind sblew by.

As a sad howl sounded, the skull of the huge dragon that the black-armored knight was riding on was shattered by the powerful strike, and blood sprayed everywhere!

“You are seeking your deaths!” Looking extremely dignified with the huge sword in his hand, the black-armored knight activated the golden patterns between his eyebrows as he shouted, “You dare to challenge me, Godly Punisher Aude? You’ll be turned into ashes by the godly light!”

He was the best out of the six sky knights. If he borrowed godly power, he could reach level 9!

The horrifying force spread out. Even the ground couldn’t withstand this force and cracked open.

“Good. Good.” In the grand palace, the lofty existences nodded repeatedly and said, “This little guy has also reached level 9?”

“They dare to come to this place. These barbaric natives will pay for their audacity!” An old man wearing a priest robe said mildly, “I seem to foresee these ignorant barbaric natives being crushed like ants.”

However, the moment he said it, a middle-aged man in a bright blue robe floated over with a thick scroll in his hands. On the chest of his robe was an embroidered golden cross. He asked, “Godly power?”

Although the Ultimate West Realm mainly produced warriors, it didn’t mean that there weren’t any cultivators among them.

The cultivator chanted in a low voice, and faint lights began to emit from these warriors’ weapons.

[Valor Blessing]!

Then, another light fell on Gabriel’s head.

[Blessing of Dawn]!

This wasn’t the end. Soon, they saw another light landing on Gabriel’s head.

[Revenge of Light]!

Then...

[Archangel’s Blessing]!

[Source of Life]!

[Wind of Holy Healing]!

...

Lights flashed on Gabriel, Luo Piaoling, and Sia one after another. When the middle-aged man stopped chanting the blessings with a cross in his hands, the three gathered and emitted extremely powerful presences.

“May the holy light bless you!” With a long chant, the middle-aged man in the bright blue robe finally finished casting spells.

“What’s this?!” Everyone stared at the scene dumbfoundedly.

Where did these barbaric natives get this stuff?!

“Ha-!” With a furious roar, Gabriel closed his left hand, and the congealed blood slowly moved down his arm and condensed into a new sword in his hand.

“Heaaaa-! With an unintelligible roar, this fighter who was only at level 7 charged toward the knight who had reached level 9 with the help of godly power.

“With everything of the warriors of Ultimate West Realm, attack!” Sia and Luo Piaoling roared and charged forward viciously.

...

These people’s battle roars seemed to ignite the fire on the whole battlefield.

“Let’s turn to another battlefield that we haven’t watched yet.” Luther finally turned the Spiritual Spell Visual Projection to the battlefield in the Morning Star Sea Realm, but they were astonished by what they saw.

The cultivator army of the Morning Star Sea Realm had begun fighting the outland army in close-range.

A woman wearing a green dress strolled on the battlefield as if she was taking a walk, and before her was a level 8 golden-armored knight.

The moment the golden-armored knight struck out his sword, the audience saw a white light flash by.

Then, a destructive and demonic power erupted!

Release plus Devil Trigger!

In the blink of an eye, this woman withdrew the demonic power, and the level 8 knight looked as if a truck that weighed several tons had run over his body.

He died instantly!

“Oh! This... is impossible!” The Spiritual Spell Visual Projection was instantly turned to another direction.

A series of hysterical laughter resonated on the battlefield. A woman had transformed her murderous spirit into a sharp saber while demonic shadows danced behind her. The murderous spirit that only belonged to demons permeated the whole battlefield.

Blood splashed into the air while the saber danced around.

One knight fell to the ground after another like harvested wheat straws.

The demonic power had been Shui Xianyun’s nightmare, but it was now her greatest source of power.

Meanwhile, not far from her, a figure in a black robe flew up into the air.

Below him, blood gushed out, turning the ground into a pool of blood. The blood turned into tornados and sharp blades, even making this place into a horrifying bloody hell.

Many terrifying techniques of blood, ice, and flames spread out on the battlefield like lotuses made of blood and fire. They looked demonic but extremely dazzling!

“Oh! No! This can’t be real!” Seeing this, Luther stammered and then immediately turned the Spiritual Spell Visual Projection to another battlefield.

This time, he finally found something to his liking. In the Spiritual Spell Visual Projection, several civilian warriors of the Jiuhua City Shop were at the disadvantage as they were surrounded by several powerful knights armed with excellent weapons. It seemed like they couldn’t last long.

“Oh! Look! There are indeed some grandmasters among the barbaric natives, but their overall strength is not great.” While holding a cup of tea in his hand, Luther felt like his lips were so dry that they were about to crack.

The moment he said it, a dark sword light flashed by

Sitting on White Pigeon Square, Sala, Cia, and the others saw a short-haired young man who was about thirty years old. This man was holding a strange sword with dazzling lights.

A sword energy flashed, looking like a huge dragon’s mouth.

Raging Dragon Slash!

The knights who had been attacking the civilian warriors were sent flying high into the sky; it seemed like they had been hit by a train.

“Black Light Grand Master! He’s Black Light Grand Master!” One of the civilian warriors yelled in pleasant surprise.

The short-haired young man lifted the lightsabre and roared, “Friends, grab your weapons and kick out the invaders!”

Luther spat out his tea.

Water splashed onto the Spiritual Spell Visual Projection.

Then, it turned black.

“Hey!” Elf Girl Sala stood up and shouted, “How come you stopped the visual projection?!”

“Ahh-!” A few other elves also stood up. Even the two assassins hiding in the darkness were also frustrated.

We are enjoying it! How come it was turned off?