Chapter 1566: Meteoric Star Fall
Chapter 1566: Meteoric Star Fall
“BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMM!” “BOOOOOMMMM!”
“BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!”
The concussive blasts continued unabated, shaking the fractured mountain as waves of energy annihilated ice, rock, and anything else unfortunate enough to be in the way.
“ARRHHHG!” Cain’s roar pierced the cacophony. Halberd in hand, he severed a charging Divine Transcendence Master cleanly in two. In the next instant, Karun streaked across the battlefield and slammed his bastard sword into Cain, sending him hurtling backward in a streak of crimson light. A fresh cut appeared on Cain’s shoulder, oozing blood into the wind.
It was neither the first nor even the tenth injury he had sustained. By this stage of the battle, Cain’s body bore numerous wounds, almost all inflicted by Karun.
The lesser fighters struggled to so much as scratch Cain’s nigh-indestructible flesh, but they still had an effect on the battlefield. Their spells and ranged attacks bombarded him ceaselessly, forcing him to rely on the Absolute Life Form System’s virtual battlefield map to maintain awareness. Even so, every barrage created split-second distractions, leaving him open for Karun to exploit.
Inch by inch, the battalion was nipping away at Cain’s vitality, wounding him and draining his energy, pushing closer and closer to a state that even if they could not break his body, they would be able to seal it.
Teeth clenched, Cain steadied himself mid-air. A solemn light flickered in his eyes as he felt the necrotic energy in his wounds intensifying, trying to saturate his body. The relentless onslaught was pushing him toward a dangerous precipice, straining even his regenerated flesh.
Still, the damage did not come without a steep cost to Karun’s side. Of the more than ten thousand Divine Transformation Masters who had started this battle, fewer than three thousand now remained. And from the once-mighty host of Divine Transcendence Masters, barely two hundred still fought. Karun’s army—painstakingly built over decades, fueled by untold wealth—had been reduced to a shadow of its former strength.
Karun understood the implications. Even if he somehow emerged victorious over Cain, his chances of winning the greater Gu Contest were now near zero. The bitterness in his heart surged, fueling the malignant edge of his sword as he fed it more and more of his life force. Every slash carried the weight of his hatred and his desperation to salvage something from this catastrophic fight.