My Destiny Illustrated Book of the Moon

Chapter 732 Help me up, I can still deliver!
Something has changed.

No matter what one's strength or vision is, anyone who has been paying attention to this battlefield can keenly feel the almost reversal of changes.

It was like the gentle flow of mountain water, which suddenly turned into collapsed ridges and angry waves.

No more gentleness.

Even though he was wearing an elegant white dress, the blood on his clothes was increasingly bright and eye-catching. It seemed as if a devil was grinning grimly, staring at the prey and sacrifice that were delivered to his doorstep.

The three magic tricks that everyone was already accustomed to, revealed incomprehensible mysteries in the hands of the young man whose temperament suddenly changed.

The change was so great that even the two Baal Lahms were inexplicably at a disadvantage!
Magical waves emerged, Baal Lahmu let out a long roar, and his claws turned into long whips that broke up the unformed outline of the magic. But when he flapped his wings triumphantly and flew up, he crashed into the ocean of nothingness!

The other one looked in anger and saw a young man in white clothes stained with blood floating in the air. His left eye was a smiling azure blue, while his right eye was shrouded in deep purple.

Great magic: permutation/imaginary numbers!

Using the replacement prism as bait, one of them was exiled to the sea of ​​imaginary numbers!

And then, Shuo Yue's eyes changed again, and a tough iron light gathered and tempered from the bottom of his eyes, and finally burst out with a brilliant light.

Then, thousands of weapons appeared in the void, and the light reflected from their sharp edges stung everyone's eyes.

Full projection and continuous layer writing!
Having lost his companions, Baallahmu's face became gloomy. As his claws and feet changed, a giant tower shield appeared between him and the new moon, providing sufficient defense.

Shuoyue waved his hand as if he didn't see it, and a rain of swords poured down, hitting the tower shield like a long dragon, making the main god-level armor emit a harsh wailing sound.

But it was blocked after all.

During a brief respite, Baal Lahmu stared at the vague outline in the distance, with malice and hatred swirling in his heart.

It's just a reptile, but it can resist to such an extent.

It's obvious that the original body has become our tool!
As the carapace and wings began to vibrate at a high frequency, Baallahmu lowered his body, and his other claw transformed into the sharpest thorn, emitting cold light.

He only needed to catch a brief gap to penetrate Shuoyue's body at an extremely fast speed - all the injuries of varying degrees on the young man's body were due to the suddenness and unawareness of this move. If it weren't for the overly sharp intuition of the Divine Realm, he would have been pierced into a sieve long ago.

And this time, Baal Rahmu was confident that he would not let the reptile escape death.

He must be torn into pieces!
As if he could sense the strong murderous intent emanating from Baallahmu, the young man who was maintaining the projection of the sword rain slightly curled his lips.

Want to kill me?
Coincidentally, I thought so too.

The iron light receded, and a green color dyed the pupils.

When Baal Rahmu finally realized what was happening and turned around, a premonition of crisis exploded in his heart.

At some point, swords and spears appeared all over the earth. When the clay-like outline lost the traces of soil, it revealed a sharpness that was no less sharp than metal.

When——there is no trace of magic at all!

In a hurry, the claws changed again, and a new tower shield was about to take shape to block Baallahmu, but at this moment, Shuoyue raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

"liberation."

Platinum-colored light burst out from the sharp blade, instantly tearing thousands of scratches in the air and turning into a rainstorm, drowning the astonished Baal Lahmu.

When the dust and fog cleared, the monster's body was covered with pockmarked holes, dripping with black mud.

"If you open your mouth now, you must want to ask what that was just now."

The young man in white smiled as if in spring breeze: "It's okay to tell you - this is an extended use of the third magic. It can extract certain emotions separately, and then stimulate or use them... The simplest way is to attach them to matter, restrain them and then trigger them, creating an attack effect commonly known as a light cannon."

He paused for a moment and asked seriously, "Now, you must have felt my contempt for you just now."

I hate you so much that I want to poke hundreds of holes in your body.

I despise you for not dying yet. Is there any point in you staying on the stage stubbornly?
Feeling the strong contempt transmitted from every part of his body, and the lingering shame like a brand, Baal Lahm's face twitched and he let out an uncontrollable beast roar, as if he was already furious.

It wasn't just him. There were angry roars coming from the distant other side, along with the crackling sound of the night sky peeling apart. A dark strange shadow shattered the barrier between nothingness and reality, tore open the passage to the sea of ​​imaginary numbers, and returned with a heart full of rage and murderous intent.

“New Moon——!!!”

boom!
What responded to him was a volley of light cannons filled with spit and contempt. The young man's white clothes were clearly covered in blood, and his face was so pale that he looked like he would be blown down by the wind. However, no matter how the two Baal Lahms roared and how furious they were, they were still unable to end the battle as quickly as they had expected.

But only Shuoyue himself knew that even such a stalemate could not last too long.

The injury is getting worse bit by bit, and the magic circulation cannot keep up with the repair of the injury. The third method is not omnipotent after all... What's more, the output of this body is ultimately insufficient, and the illusory dragon heart cannot keep up with the battle rhythm of the main god level.

How long can I hold out under this kind of exploitation at all costs?

His mind raced, and Shuoyue subconsciously turned his gaze to another battlefield, and then his face fell.

How do you say that?

Looking at Fujimaru and the others who were in a state of panic and in danger, Shuoyue whispered with a smile. "It's really the same person who made him successful, and the same person who made him fail..."

If the battle between him and Baal Rahmu could still be barely maintained, then the battle between Fujimaru and Anna was not so lucky.

You know, even someone as arrogant as Baal Rahmu was extremely wary of his "teammate" in the black robe and bone mask!
Even in this battle, he just kept moving forward, raising his hands with a calm attitude, and punching!

boom!
The shield of the round table was hit hard and let out an uncontrollable whine. Fujimaru, who was wearing mechanical armor, had veins bulging, but was still dragged backwards by the huge force for dozens of meters.

The chain bound around the black-robed man's waist like a spirit snake. Anna pulled with her arm, quickly closing the distance between them. A sickle appeared in her hand, and she slashed forward with endless sharp light.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!
Amid the crisp sounds, the terrifying recoil force continued to be transmitted along the sickle blade, causing Anna to frown in pain, but she refused to stop the attack.

As long as the defense can be broken, the 'Blade of Undead Slaughter' will cause irreparable injuries to the man in black robe!
Damn, this guy's defense is too high, isn't it? Even an iron one isn't this outrageous!

As soon as this thought came to Anna's mind, she saw the man in black robe turn around and lock his aura on her.

The light from the friction of the scythe lit up the white bone surface. Anna widened her eyes in sudden fear and could only watch the man in black raise his fist and smash it down.

boom! !

The iron fist came into contact with the Shield of the Round Table, and the air suddenly dissipated. Fujimaru clenched his teeth, and a class card from his waist automatically flew out and sank into the ceremonial suit.

【SET】

[Berserker Frankenstein! ]

The heterochromic-eyed android roared tenderly, and turned into a cyan-gold electric light that enveloped Fujimaru. Facing the oncoming pressure, the young man roared angrily, his back stood up like a pillar, and he did not retreat even a single step.

Behind him was Anna, his teammate.

He must not retreat!

In an instant, the shield of the round table became more and more dazzling, and an inexplicable force surged into Fujimaru's arms, blocking the black-robed man's heavy punch.

But then, the second punch came!

Fujimaru wanted to take it again, but as the petals flew, Merlin, who had been on guard, finally made a move and moved the two breathless people to his side. The man in black robe missed again, and the wind from his fist flew forward, spreading out, and actually tore the ground into thousands of gullies and scars.

It's unbelievable, they are both the same human body, how could he cause such great damage?
Is there a Tyrannosaurus hidden in the body of this mysterious man in black robe?

"Merlin!" Fujimaru moved away from the punch with difficulty and looked at the think tank of the team. However, even the sage who was the candidate for the crown had an extremely solemn expression at this moment.

"It's a shame, but let's stop here this time, Fujimaru. The gap between our lineups is too big."

In the three separated battlefields, Sakutsuki was fighting in a way that exploited himself, while Fujimaru and Anna couldn't even take the punches from the men in black robes.

As for the Leopard Man? If he could defeat Quetzalcoatl, he wouldn't have to run errands like a punching bag every day.

"The probability of turning defeat into victory is too low, so low that we can't afford it... This is the world of the Age of Gods. Even if we have tried our best to prepare our combat power, we can't even be evenly matched." The doctor rarely shared the same opinion as Merlin. "Retreat, Fujimaru. We can't win now. Come back when we are fully prepared."

"Oh, and leave the Axe of Marduk behind," Merlin reminded him, "I can't hide my divinity. If I keep it with me, these monsters will notice it."

"..." Fujimaru fell silent, but the man in black robe would not give them time to think. With the sound of footsteps, he walked towards them like the god of death.

"Make a decision quickly, Fujimaru!" Merlin felt uneasy for some reason, and the next moment, his sage's intuition came true - the man in black robe seemed dissatisfied with the stalemate, and he exerted force on his feet and rushed forward like a cannonball.

Swing your fist and punch out!
"Fujimaru!" Anna's face changed drastically. She had no time to think and just subconsciously pulled the boy aside, facing the fatal punch herself.

"Anna!!!" Fujimaru's eyes were bloodshot, and the black-robed man's fist was already approaching!

For a moment... at the moment when the fist touched Anna's brow, the black-robed man's movements seemed to stagnate slightly, but soon he struck out again with unparalleled momentum.

The azure prism unfolded, and another figure stood in front of everyone, holding up his arms.

boom!
Crack!

With the sound of explosions and cracking bones, Anna felt someone throw themselves into her arms, but still couldn't stop the impact. Merlin opened his mouth wide and saw three people sticking together, flying backwards and crashing into him. He only had time to wail:
"I'm just a weak magus—!"

The next moment, the four of them huddled together and rolled out for dozens of meters like a rolling gourd. Only then did the impact force dissipate and they fell to the ground with their limbs spread out.

Embarrassed.

When he reacted, Fujimaru jumped up and looked forward nervously. When he saw the young man that Anna was holding helplessly, his eyes suddenly turned red.

"Shuoyue!"

Under his guilty gaze, the young man with broken arms raised his eyelids and smiled with some difficulty.

"Why are you looking so sad?" he said with a relaxed look.

"Help me up, I can still deliver."

(End of this chapter)