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Chapter 459 - 459 259 Magic Core Seed (4300)_1

Chapter 459: 259 Magic Core Seed (4300)_1 Chapter 459: 259 Magic Core Seed (4300)_1 Hummmmmmm!!

Three alloy long knives resonated at the same time, the sound was like a hive in chaos. Almost in an instant, the air around Garoro twisted rapidly. Purple, blue, and red glows burst forth, like fragments of rainbows. Within a ten-meter radius, a world of bright knife-light was formed.

It looked brilliantly colorful, like dazzling butterflies.

However, each of the brightly colored butterflies was made up of dense, swirling Qi of the blade. Cutting, piercing, trembling…

Combined with different manifestations of power, it formed a complex and dangerous realm of terror. This is the Prism World!

It was the culmination of Garoro’s swordsmanship over the past fifty years.

Ten years ago, it was still in its embryonic stage, but now it was nearly perfected. Unfortunately, he lost an arm unexpectedly during a task, he would probably never see the real Prism World in his lifetime.

Even so,

The power of the Three Blade Style’s Prism World is beyond terrifying, possessing the same force as ground-wiping hot weapon shells!

In an instant, Garoro swung the three long knives in his hand. The splendidly refined knife light illuminated most of the street.

With his hair flying, he launched this terrifying technique full force at Casio and the other two. The sharp fragments of the blade’s aura plowed across the ground on their way.

“Kill!” Feng Liusi, who took the lead, roared loudly, he could feel the terrifying power facing him. The slash that Garoro had severely wounded him with on the Eternal Main Island was about to be used again.

At this moment, Feng Liusi was as energetic as in his youth, atop of that, he had the assistance of Casio and Sheng Feinan. His desire for battle reached its peak, a shriek of a bird of prey echoed through the sky, and forty-one acupuncture points all around Feng Liusi’s body lit up at the same time.

The red light was magnificent, piercing through his clothing. A series of light sparkles coursing over his body like lightning, accompanied by crackling sounds. That’s the Deathfang Power madly piercing the air.

Feng Liusi put his hands together, and when he opened his eyes, they were bloodshot red.

“Liberation.”

The ultimate state of South Dipper Red Vulture Fist, brings out the full power of his techniques, even the Deathfang Power can be deployed freely and without restrictions. It fully lifts the limitations of the physical body.

An extinct aura, unlike any human, crazily dispersed from his pores, it was an absolute indifference towards all forms of life.

Crack!

Feng Liusi lifted both arms, forming a weird pose similar to a Unicorn Fairy. Bunches of bloody mist erupted from all over his body, obscuring his silhouette. A pair of large, ferocious wings formed above his head, that was the bird of prey as depicted in his boxing method. The bird’s beak overlapped with Feng Liusi’s arms.

On the left, Sheng Feinan’s pupils turned blue. His hands clasped in front of his chest holding a Cold Cross Sword with the gloss of a crystal. His white hair danced wildly, with shards of blue light at the ends.

On the right, Casio entered the state of Breathless Continuous Strikes, resembling a small Demon Idol with his height of over two meters, his robust hands unfolded. Due to his terrifying speed, it seemed as if he had eight arms growing out of his rib cage.

Thud… Thud… Thud… Thud…

Three silhouettes rushed out furiously; the Qi emitted from their pores was left hanging in the air and formed a tail flame that resembled fog.

Each bursting out their greatest power, they charged towards the danger-filled, dazzling Prism World moving at high speed.

Boom…

Giant sounds rumbled one after another, their shock waves rippled through the air like they were going to reach the sky. Citizens who had not gone to sleep outside the Green District were drawn by the sound and quickly opened their windows to look into the streets. A middle-aged man who was writing a letter at his desk also looked up at the street, seeing nothing, he tilted his head up.

He froze on the spot, with his mouth slightly open.

He saw a sky towards the Green District that looked much like the aurora. The colors of blood, violet, and blue were mixed as though they were paints on an art student’s palette, piled up haphazardly.

Upon closer inspection, one could see that the shock waves visible to the naked eye exploded one after another, causing the air to layer.

One hand resting on the window frame, the other resting on the wall, the man murmured, “Did some chemical factory explode?”

According to the power level division of the Black Mechanism, a “B” level power is comparable to rocket grenades, the destructive power sweeping across a large area.

At the worst, it could demolish a building, at its highest, it could heavily damage an entire city block.

Four veteran fighters or those above that level were demonstrating their most powerful moves simultaneously, overlapping, resonating, and colliding. It was like rocket grenades bombing each other, causing thunderous noises.

The main road in the central area of the Green District was completely destroyed. The ornamental trees planted in the middle of the road were all shattered by the aftermath of the four’s battle, woodchips, and leaves flying around.

The whole cement ground looked as if it had been run over by a group of tanks.

Crevices and gaps covered the surfaces of the buildings on both sides. They looked as miserable as if they had been bombarded by airplanes.

And all of this came from those terrifying fighters standing in the middle of the street, their bodies entwined with an intimidating aura. Boom! Another clash.

The invisible air was compressed into real substance, radiating from the center of the battlefield, forming visible ripples in the air. It was as if the wave was simultaneously pushing dust and impurities.

If an ordinary human were to pass by now, they would probably feel like they were being hit by an eight-level Gale and stumble to the ground.

Of course, the greater probability is that they would just step onto this dilapidated street. Cast out by the four, resonating and unrestrained their terrifying life auras would instantly knock them out.