pjbooks Chapter 330 The suffocating sense of oppression was terrifyingly strong.
Chapter 330 The suffocating sense of oppression was terrifyingly strong.
"What a magnificent sight!"
Xie Yicheng lit a cigarette and gazed at the black sun slowly rising from the horizon in the distance, sighing with emotion.
"Um."
Zheng Huangtong hugged herself with her arms crossed.
All the shieldbearers of the Bow Phoenix Guild unleashed their defensive skills in unison, barely managing to protect everyone from the shockwave that was like a massive tsunami, preventing them from being blown away and scattered.
Others weren't so lucky.
The Faceless Guild, Blood Sigh, and the Qing family members struggled desperately in the shockwave, but people were still occasionally blown away like shooting stars and disappeared from sight.
The drunken swordsman wiped his face, took a sip of wine, and calmed himself down.
The black sun expanded to its limit, then began to rapidly contract towards the center, turning from black to white. The enormous gravitational field caused the space around it to collapse, the earth to rumble and sink, creating a bottomless crater.
A terrifying suction force emanated from the continuously shrinking white oval orb of light in the air.
"Hey! Seriously?!"
Wu Su's expression changed drastically, and cold sweat seeped from his forehead.
Even he was uncontrollably drawn to it.
Within that violently fluctuating ball of light, a terrifying energy capable of destroying the heavens and the earth was about to erupt.
Finally, the ball of light shrank into a singularity.
It was like a star exploding.
"boom--!"
Endless black light rendered the entire abyss as dark as night, and a blazing white sun rose from the darkness, illuminating the three thousand realms. A huge pillar of light from the explosion pierced through the sky and the earth of this S-class abyss.
Wave after wave of shockwaves plowed the ground flat, layer upon layer.
Everyone outside the dungeon entrance was blown away without exception.
Further into the sky, layers upon layers of pitch-black gales surged forth, sharp and incomparable, like scythes cutting through grass, annihilating all the mechanical cleaners who had come with the [Death Titan].
When everything settles down.
A giant, spiraling hole, a kilometer in diameter and unfathomably deep, appeared on the spot, intertwined with electric arcs and surging with residual energy.
Qin Kui emerged from the yellow sand and spat out the sand from his mouth.
Everyone who survived wore a look of relief, staring at the giant hole in the distance with lingering fear.
The power of this attack... feels comparable to a super-level forbidden spell.
No, in terms of single-target damage, it's probably even higher.
"Even a quasi-king might not be able to inflict this much damage..." an eighth-tier mage said with a wry smile.
Under the protection of the golden-armored female swordsman, the elf-eared girl Qingya knelt on the ground, her expression blank, and said as if she had lost her parents, "I can't sense my brother's presence anymore... Could he be dead...?"
"Don't worry, little girl. A prodigy from a prestigious family like your brother would have no shortage of substitutes for you. Even if you die, he won't die," the drunken swordsman comforted her.
The voice just fell.
A wooden box carried on the back of a Qing family member exploded, and a columnar blue energy body gathered to form a giant cocoon.
Qing Wushuang emerged from her cocoon, soaking wet, her face pale and ashen, her breath incredibly weak.
Qingya exclaimed in surprise, "Brother!"
next second.
She couldn't laugh anymore.
The space fluctuated, and that extremely oppressive dark figure appeared in front of them. Black lightning crackled around his body, and his dark red compound eyes, with just a glance, made Qingya, Qingwan, and Qin Kui feel a suffocating pressure, unable to utter a single word.
The golden-armored female swordsman and the drunken swordsman were on high alert.
The dark-skinned warrior glanced at Qing Wushuang, then did nothing and said nothing before turning and leaving.
Ignoring is the greatest form of contempt.
"!"
Qing Wushuang was grinding his teeth to powder, but the defeated man was speechless, and anything he said at this moment seemed so powerless.
"Crunch, crunch!"
The armor shifted, slowly detaching from the walking, jet-black warrior and transforming into countless black particles that converged on the watch on his left wrist.
The young man's handsome appearance and tall figure came into view again by the members of the Bow Phoenix Guild. He was dressed in black, with a sword at his waist, and his heterochromatic eyes under his bangs were calm as water.
All that remained for the Qing family and the members of the Blood Sigh was a menacing silhouette.
"Let's go."
Jiang Yuandao.
Zheng Huangtong nodded.
The other guilds watched the group leave without saying a word.
……
"Hahahaha!"
"That was so satisfying!"
"You all didn't see what the Qing family looked like. Their faces were deathly pale, like ghosts... Hahaha."
"What kind of peerless genius is this, the Qing family's once-in-a-century talent? He was so arrogant, yet he still got utterly crushed!"
"Even the most talented geniuses are no match for God Jiang!"
"Jiang Shen is mighty!!"
For the members of the Bow Phoenix Guild.
This time, we reaped huge rewards, vented a lot of anger, and came to a perfect end.
Throughout the journey, the members kept smiling, and their nickname for Jiang Yuan changed from "Little Brother Jiang" to "God Jiang".
Everyone urged Xie Yicheng to bring out his treasured wines to celebrate. Xie Yicheng grumbled and cursed, but still took out more than a dozen rare century-old wines.
The team's strong female chef even brought out mammoth meat, which is known as a culinary treasure and is worth eight million federal dollars per kilogram. After being cooked by a master-level associate professional chef, the aroma shimmered with visible golden light. Just one whiff was enough to make one's blood boil and one's life force increase.
"Gurgle."
Both Jingu Yu and Ye couldn't help but swallow hard, tasting this level of delicious food for the first time.
Everyone ate and drank, laughing as they walked.
The men, drunk and slurring, urged Zheng Huangtong on.
"Boss, you're 29 already, you should start thinking about getting married, otherwise you'll become an old woman no one wants. I think Jiang Shen is pretty good. Others aren't good enough for you, but he's good enough for at least ten of you."
"Exactly, exactly, let's make our move early. Forget about the 'old cow eating young grass' thing, we'll just seduce him into our guild... hehehe."
"You bastards, you just want to latch onto someone's coattails and loot gear without lifting a finger, huh? You even want to sell me."
Zheng Huangtong grumbled and cursed, but her eyes kept sneaking glances at Jiang Yuan.
I wonder if he has a girlfriend?
……
When everyone arrived at the entrance to the abyss.
Many people have gathered here; they are all hunters who have retreated from the abyss.
The constantly recombining [Silver Sun] has completed its final stage, transforming into a silver humanoid mechanical body tens of meters tall, according to Jiang Yuan's previous design.
It stood there silently, its giant sword resting on its back, radiating a flawless silver halo under the blood-red sky. Its armor was seamless, as if it were a single, unified piece, with a near-perfect structure, exuding an indescribable mechanical beauty.