Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God
Chapter 880 - 560: Shadow Duel

Chapter 880: Chapter 560: Shadow Duel

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Darnell’s Sunrise Warhammer smashed into those bodiless ghosts, and, surprisingly, it made a sound as if hitting a solid entity, directly dispersing them.

This was the power of Undead Disintegration taking effect; whether you were physical or spiritual, if you were struck by the Sunrise Warhammer, you had to engage in a willpower contest with Darnell.

Willpower contests may sound complex, but in reality, they are quite simple—the contest of perception.

Darnell believed the undead were dead, and the undead believed they were not dead. When Darnell’s denial overcame the undead’s perception, he won the battle of wills. His perception, fueled by magic power, took effect, and vice versa.

As a Transcendent at the peak state and a Holy Warrior, Darnell’s will had been forged to be unbreakable, especially with the Sunrise Warhammer in hand, enhancing this belief. Not one of the undead less transcendent than him could withstand a single blow from his hammer.

That was until he met the first Bone Claw.

Ding, ding! Squeak, squeak!

The combat style of this Bone Claw was even more bizarre than Gaven had imagined. The creature hadn’t arrived, but its razor-sharp claws had, suddenly swelling to nearly four or five meters at a speed faster than an arrow.

Darnell was well-prepared, precisely positioning his Holy Warrior shield to block the six Bone Claws’ attacks.

But these weren’t actual bone arrows; they had an operator. After hitting the target, they pulled down instantly, emitting a terrifying slicing noise. Darnell’s Holy Warrior shield now bore several visible scratches, a testament to how terrifying the force of the attack was. If such claws were to plunge into the body, it was likely that one could be cleaved alive into several pieces.

The claw attack missed, and immediately retracted. The Bone Claw itself was also pulling back, always keeping a three to four-meter distance between them, ensuring it could attack you while you couldn’t reach it. Moreover, its movements were unimaginably agile, and its speed was excessively fast; Darnell, clad in heavy armor, somehow couldn’t catch up.

And the second Claw Extension attack was already on its way. This time, the attack was exceptionally cunning; it wasn’t a simultaneous dual strike but instead one after the other, with a mere fraction of a second difference. The right claw had already landed on the Holy Warrior shield, while the left claw sneakily avoided it and stabbed towards the blind spot in Darnell’s shield.

Ding, ding! Squeak, squeak!

Another shield suddenly thrust forward, aiding Darnell in blocking this strike. He wasn’t fighting alone; he was followed by a group of Holy Warriors, a group with extensive combat experience and extremely strong cooperation skills.

One on the left and one on the right, two Holy Warriors surged to Darnell’s side to cover him, while another two Holy Warriors flanked the Bone Claw, performing a pincer movement to disrupt its hit-and-run tactics. Their goal was to pin down the Bone Claw and create an opportunity for Darnell, who held the Sunrise Warhammer and possessed great attack power.

In the fight against the Bone Claw, the most spectacular performer was Aidan, known as the Sword Master. He proved with his actions how he earned that title. To Gaven, he was the best swordsman he had seen, without a doubt.

In his hands, the sword was not just a sword, but an extension of his arm, a part of his body, just like those Bone Claws with their claws.

His sword was both a weapon and a shield. The moves he used weren’t too complicated; apart from being extremely precise, the most crucial aspect was the sheer speed.

So fast that when the Bone Claw launched a Claw Extension attack, Aidan flashed by and drew his sword, severing two of the three claws on that very Bone Claw.

This inexplicable mode of attack completely bewildered the Bone Claw. It had seen blocking and parrying, but never before an attack that countered its own claws, let alone severed them. Although their claws were bony, their hardness exceeded that of ordinary fine steel. They might not be indestructible, but they certainly weren’t easy to chop through.

However, faced with Aidan, an experienced warrior, such hesitation proved fatal. He swiftly maneuvered behind the Bone Claw, feinted one way and struck another, and directly dismembered one of its legs.

With most of its mobility gone, the Bone Claw, like a tiger deprived of its claws, simply couldn’t fend off the onrush of Holy Warriors and Followers of Tempus.

Aidan didn’t display the typical warrior’s pride, insisting on a duel or anything of that sort.

The God of War cared about the final victory, not the battle process. Whether it was using honorable or devious, nefarious means, or winning without fighting, to him, it was all the same. Naturally, his followers would also pursue this pragmatism.

The ascent of the Holy Warrior Corps not only overwhelmed the Bone Claws and Undead Soldiers trying to intercept, but also reaped them, purifying the seven severely injured Bone Claws, which had been blasted by the Solar Flare Burst, into pieces.

And at that moment, the area of light created by the Solar Flare Burst was once again submerged by the continuously surging dark fog.

Even with Holy Warriors continuously casting the Daylight Spell, they still couldn’t fend off the encroachment of the dark fog.

Nevertheless, Gaven had taken the opportunity to reach the entrance of the city council hall. He didn’t go in immediately but stood at the doorway and said to Darnell, August, and Aidan, "Protect me, and don’t let those undead inside. I’ll pull this thing back from the Shadow Plane. Otherwise, we’ll never be able to kill all these undead, and instead, we’ll be dragged into the depths of the Shadow Plane."