Absolute Destiny Game
Chapter 608 - 25 Sword Travel

Chapter 608: Chapter 25 Sword Travel

Although Long Xingtianxia was confident before, in war, where soldiers are in danger and battles are fierce, Xiao Jie couldn’t help worrying, especially about I Want to Be Immortal.

However, the current situation of the battle had completely exceeded Xiao Jie’s expectations—

Netherworld Soil, bodies of flesh and blood, the dead return, Corpse Ghosts reincarnated! Rise for me!

All yin souls from the ten directions, heed my command, summon hundreds of ghosts, swiftly execute the order—Pardon!

Nine Heavens Divine Thunder—Strike! Boom boom boom!

Heavenly Master’s Decree—Demons and Ghosts, scatter!

"Damn it, don’t drive away my Corpse Soldiers too."

At this moment, players from the various Vassal Guilds of the Azure Dragon Association also sensed the danger, and all went all out.

Especially the Master of Magic from each guild, who were all gathered together, casting spells with full force, using all their ultimate moves from the bottom of the box.

Though Immortal Masters are the most prestigious in the Mysterious Sect and belong to the Magic profession, other magic professions also have their own unique spells.

As long as they could hold out until the Magic Altar was set up, there was still a chance.

The Mage Team from Dragon Soaring also cast spells with all their might, having a full-scale magical duel with the Mage Team of the Azure Dragon Association.

At that moment, it was truly a display of the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea, each demonstrating their divine powers.

Groups of ghosts floated in the air, continuously dispersing under the strikes of heavenly thunder.

Dead bodies were continuously resurrected by the Corpse Chasing Skill and thrown back into the battlefield, whether guards or players, as long as the bodies were still intact (without triggering the execution animation), they could fight again.

A huge statue of Hou Tu was summoned, moving forward like a hill, only to gradually crumble under the strikes of thunderbolts.

Illusionists summoned all sorts of bizarre phantoms, but unfortunately, due to the previous precedent set by the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, they didn’t have much effect.

Even a Mechanical Puppet Master deployed a giant puppet, moving like a Gundam mech across the battlefield for a moment, but it was quickly disassembled into parts by a group of Warriors wielding giant axes and hammers due to its conspicuousness.

Zhao Qinglong, watching his subordinates’ burst of strong enthusiasm, also started to feel hopeful.

"All expert level craftsmen and above, go strike the Magic Altar!"

Immediately, seven or eight more people ran from the various Vassal Guilds, altogether more than twenty craftsmen players, furiously pounding the Magic Altar on the cliff of Snow Valley.

"Ten minutes, it only takes ten minutes to get the Magic Altar up and running."

"I’ll only give you five minutes!" Zhao Qingyun said without room for negotiation.

They might not be able to hold on for ten minutes.

"Chairman, I’m going in!"

Zhao Kai roared, activating all states, transforming into a terrifying Divine General three to four meters tall, and charged into the front line.

At this moment, the close-range troops from both sides had begun to clash, and the intensity of the fight escalated instantly.

Unlike long-range exchanges, with short-range combat, one could quickly take elixirs to restore health, fall back to recover, and have shields for protection. Except for the unlucky ones focused by fierce attacks, one generally wouldn’t die suddenly, so although the fight was intense earlier, not many people died.

But once the close-range battle erupted, the casualty numbers for both sides soared immediately.

Since it was a melee of hundreds of people, there was hardly any space to maneuver, which further highlighted Dragon Soaring’s advantage: using hordes of expendable guards to absorb damage, Generals activating Array Formation Aura, and allowing ordinary melee players to deal effective damage.

A few rounds of attacks left the Azure Dragon Association greatly damaged, while on Dragon Soaring’s side, most of the dead were Generals and guards.

However, casualties were inevitable.

The delayed nature of death in the game made death less frightful and direct, allowing the Azure Dragon Association, despite heavy losses, to still fight to the death. Both sides’ dropped equipment and items were scattered all over the ground, and increasingly more players dared to dodge attacks and snatch equipment in between.

This behavior became more prevalent, soon throwing the battle lines of both sides into chaos. Some were fighting, some were retreating, but even more were picking up items from the ground.

This chaos allowed the Azure Dragon Association a brief respite.

Seeing the chaotic frontline, Zhao Qingyun seized the battle opportunity.

"Now’s the time, I’m going in! Ah Gui, Miao, take your chance and attack too!" Zhao Qingyun shouted in the voice chat, soaring with his sword.

Through the chaotic frontline, he rushed straight to Dragon Soaring’s main camp.

The sword was like a streak of light, arriving above the rear of Dragon Soaring in an instant.

"So fast!" Most people didn’t notice the streak of white light passing through the sky; even those who did could only utter an exclamation before being left behind.

His Sword Flight was even five times faster than a Demon Master’s Bird Transformation.

Even archers couldn’t intercept him in time.

At this moment, Zhao Qingyun’s eyes were solely on Hong Fu Qitian, the golden Divine Light emanating from his body being incredibly conspicuous, ensuring no possibility of mistaking his identity.

If he could kill this person, they might still win!

Sword Control Technique—Heart Inquiry Sword!

With a raise of his hand, a sword light shot towards Hong Fu Qitian.

"Be careful!"

"Protect Ah Fu!"

Immediately two Generals stepped forward with their guards, each wielding a heavy Blade and Shield. Eight fine steel shields formed a circular shield formation, nearly impregnable like an iron barrel.

Seeing this, Zhao Qingyun quickly swung his sword, and the Flying Sword in mid-air suddenly started to grow larger.

A Heavy Sword has no sharp edge, great skill shown with ease, Sword Control Technique—Dragon Slayer Technique!

The Flying Sword in mid-air transformed into a giant sword ten meters long, with a casual flick, the sword blade swept across like a door panel, instantly sweeping away a row of heavy armored shield soldiers, shattering the shields, causing death or injury.

So powerful!

Everyone gasped.

Immediately make a move.

Zhao Qingyun watched the dozens of sword lights and sneered, "You call this Ten Thousand Swords?"

With a similar flick of his sword finger.

Sword Control Technique—Ten Thousand Sword Technique!

In an instant, one sword transformed into ten thousand, with hundreds to thousands of sword shadows appearing around Zhao Qingyun, densely filling the sky, swirling around him.

The dozens of sword lights were neutralized by Zhao Qingyun’s sword shadows before they could even get close.

Bai Ze was startled by the sky full of sword shadows, damn, is the gap that big?

Luckily, there were plenty of Master of Magics here, and immediately a Heavenly Master took up his sword and cast.

He launched a dozen Thunderbolt Talismans.

There were also Divine Archers, Flying Thieves, and Bow Cavalry, frantically shooting various crossbows, arrows, and hidden weapons into the sky.

Zhao Qingyun didn’t dodge or avoid.

"Sword come—protect me!" Hundreds of sword shadows circled around him, forming a sword curtain, continuously neutralizing the incoming attacks, and hundreds more sword shadows controlled by Zhao Qingyun attacked towards Hong Fu Qitian.

Hong Fu Qitian scoffed coldly, "Humph, a mere mortal dares to contend with an Immortal God?"

Hong Fu Qitian didn’t use his Big Move; his last powerful Divine Skill was still reserved as a trump card; being possessed by a divine spirit wasn’t just about having more Divine Skills, but also having various passive features unique to immortals.

Among them, the strongest was [Protective Divine Light], the golden glow emanating from his surroundings. This wasn’t just for show; it allowed him to be impervious to ordinary sword and spell attacks.

He now had an immortal template, akin to having divine armor, ordinary swords couldn’t break his defense.

The thousands of sword shadows shattered against Hong Fu Qitian’s Protective Divine Light.

Zhao Qingyun’s eyes tightened, but he showed no signs of backing down.

He suddenly tossed his hands, and the treasure sword in his hand flew out, emitting a dragon’s roar in mid-air.

This sword was extraordinary, being a Legendary Divine Weapon—the Dragon Roar Sword. Even with this Legendary treasure sword, he wasn’t entirely sure he could harm the immortal.

So, he pinched another sword technique.

Sword Control Technique—All Swords Return to Origin!

Instantly, hundreds of sword shadows converged around his treasure sword, forming a nine-foot giant sword.

Break for me!

Whoosh—Crack!

A crisp sound rang out as the sword tip actually pierced into Hong Fu Qitian’s Protective Divine Light, squeezing inward as if alive.

This made Hong Fu Qitian panic.

No way! No way! Seriously no way! I’m an immortal, an immortal!

Zhao Qingyun was also extremely tense, with the surrounding players continuously attacking, draining his sword shadows, he had used Equipment Skills for this attack of Ten Thousand Sword Technique, if this wave failed, there would be no second chance.

"Come down for me!"

"Just come down!" Suddenly, a thunder-like roar was heard, and Long Xingtianxia shouted loudly, leaping on his horse. The Dragon Blood Divine Steed leapt fiercely with flames under its hooves, stepping in the air as if on solid ground, and rushed towards Zhao Qingyun.

Mount Combat Skill—Stepping in the Air!

This Legendary mount was not just for show.

Long Xingtianxia took Zhao Qingyun directly with a Big Halberd in his hands.

Zhao Qingyun was startled, the protective sword shadows around him seemed to sense the threat to their master, furiously attacking Long Xingtianxia, but Long Xingtianxia did not pause at all.

War Spear—Overlord Chaotic Dance!

The iron spear danced wildly, fending off the sword shadows.

Zhao Qingyun turned ferocious, his own blood volume was high, a single move couldn’t instantly kill him, even if he got hurt, he was determined to disable the opponent’s Divine Descent Master.

Even if he couldn’t kill the opponent, he had to force out the opponent’s last Big Move.

Otherwise, a wave to the Magic Altar would ruin everything if it were destroyed again, leaving no chance.

Continuously commanding the Flying Sword.

Hong Fu Qitian also understood this, the Divine Skill in his hand was an extremely important trump card, if used for saving his life, this round would be pretty much useless for him.

Luckily, besides Protective Divine Light, the equipment he wore could also be used.

As the strongest Master of Magic of Long Xingtianxia, how could he not be arranged with some Top-Grade life-saving items?

Whoosh! The giant sword was shattered by the Protective Divine Light, yet a cold light shot out from the giant sword, it was the Dragon Roar Sword itself, aiming straight for Hong Fu Qitian.

Suddenly, Hong Fu Qitian had a mirror in his hand, fiercely shining it towards the incoming Flying Sword.

Magic Treasure Skill—Kongming Mirror Realm!

Whoosh! The Flying Sword was shot directly into the mirror with the light inside, disappearing from sight.

What!

Zhao Qingyun was shocked, the next second an iron spear smashed onto his body.

Zhao Qingyun was blown back, tumbling towards the ground, and the surrounding players’ eyes reddened in excitement, definitely there must be Orange Equipment on him, if it dropped, that would be more lucrative than killing a hundred normal players.

The surrounding players immediately swarmed, forming a circle where he was about to land, ready to beat the drowning dog.

Unexpectedly, the Flying Sword under his feet suddenly dived and caught Zhao Qingyun just a few meters above the ground, Zhao Qingyun didn’t dare to stay, his protective sword shadows almost exhausted, staying a moment longer would mean real trouble, he could only control the Flying Sword to flee desperately.

Suddenly, a cold voice from Hong Fu Qitian came from behind, "You haven’t taken the stuff yet, why the hurry to leave."

Behind him a white light flew swiftly, and with a swoosh! A Flying Sword pierced through his back.

-375 (Heavy injury)!

It was his own Dragon Roar Sword.

Zhao Qingyun suffered two heavy blows in succession, his Blood Volume directly dropped to one-third, his scalp tingling with fright.

Luckily, he wasn’t knocked to the ground, he sped up again, finally managing to escape the range of the ground’s long-range firepower, before he could return to his own lines, suddenly a calm voice from Ah Gui rang in YY.

"Boss, I’m down."