Martial Fist: Adding Points in Dreamland
Chapter 258: Colossus vs. Saint [2.8k]

Translator: CinderTL

Boom!!!

It was as if the Falling Sun had pierced the sky and crashed into the earth.

A deafening roar echoed, and dust rose in all directions.

The dark shroud that enveloped the battlefield shattered violently, leaving a deep crater in the ground. The powerful shockwave, like a dragon upheaving the earth, forced Olon and the others to retreat, stirring up a storm of dust.

Everyone was horrified, and even the entire battlefield came to a brief standstill.

The rain of arrows in the sky seemed to freeze, and Molly and the others, who were fending off the Serpentfolk, widened their eyes in shock.

In the distance, Huorong and the core members of the Black Blade Tribe, seated on the giant lizard, also narrowed their serpentine eyes, filled with doubt and unease.

"Who is it?"

The thought had barely formed when, at the center of the dust cloud, the roar of the Winged Serpent abruptly ceased, and countless chunks of flesh and bone fragments sprayed out.

Hum! The shadows on the ground flickered, and the fifth-rank Black Blade Tribe Elder could be seen leaping through the shadows at the edge of the crater, dodging and reappearing.

"Cough, cough..."

The shadow energy around him slowly receded. His serpentine eyes were filled with shock, and he felt excruciating pain throughout his body. His scales were bleeding, and his vital energy surged uncontrollably, difficult to suppress.

He wanted to retreat further to create distance, but...

Whoosh!! The sound of stone wings vibrating suddenly rang out, and a fierce wind swept through, dispersing the dust.

A thick, ash-white hand shot forward, and a towering figure, six to seven meters tall, flew into view.

In that instant, under the gaze of countless eyes.

"No!!!"

The fifth-rank Elder of the Black Blade Tribe shouted in fury and terror, feeling as if the world had turned dark. The massive hand, like a mountain, was about to crush him.

At the critical moment, endless shadows condensed and burst forth from the brown ground before him, transforming into a terrifying black light that shot straight toward the Holy Shield Colossus.

Whoosh!!! The tearing sound was like a sonic boom, snapping Olon and the others out of their daze.

"Not good!!"

"It's the Black Blade High Priest!!"

Amid the shouts, fear and anger intertwined.

A cloaked, elderly Serpentfolk had appeared at the center of the battlefield unnoticed, exuding the aura of a sixth-rank Saint, overwhelmingly powerful.

Everyone's expressions changed as the black light formed from shadows struck the ash-white body.

Boom!!

A tremendous explosion erupted in the sky, and the black light dispersed like a shroud, engulfing and immobilizing the Colossus.

Seeing this, the fifth-rank Elder of the Black Blade Tribe showed a look of relief, while Molly, who had finally regained her senses, was filled with shock and anger.

"Is it him?"

The familiar figure of the young man on the Colossus's shoulder was now almost completely swallowed by the black light.

The members of the Black Fortress were filled with confusion and despair, while the Serpentfolk tribe was invigorated.

With a sixth-rank Saint appearing, this battle was sure to be a slaughter!! The brutal force erupted violently, and the ash-white body shone with golden patterns.

The thick, powerful hand, like a dragon emerging from the sea, crushed the so-called black light and shroud.

Then, the massive hand closed, grabbing the fifth-rank Elder who had not yet managed to retreat and was still in place.

"No!!"

Splat!!! Blood sprayed, and flesh exploded.

The Holy Shield Colossus stood silently and majestically, while the so-called Black Blade High Priest in the distance narrowed his serpentine eyes, showing a hint of doubt.

"A Saint-level being?"

The question arose, simultaneously appearing in the minds of the other Serpentfolk.

Saints were rare and immensely powerful. Even among the major tribes of the south, they were few and far between.

When had the Holy City gained another unfamiliar Saint? Amid the doubt, this thought surged like a tidal wave, sweeping through everyone's hearts.

A six-to-seven-meter-tall Silver-Gray Colossus stood at the center of a deep pit, clad in golden armor with intricate golden patterns winding around its limbs and wings. Its dragon-like tail tapered to a point behind it, and beneath its crown, a crystal diamond on the stone forehead flickered with a fleeting blue light.

Standing on its shoulder was a black-haired young man dressed in coarse brown linen. Though his face was pale, his expression was indifferent as he surveyed everything around him.

The atmosphere was silent, and then, with a thunderous crash, the Silver-Gray Colossus's fist slammed down toward the ground.

Boom!!

Everything was shattered, and a massive crater reappeared on the ground.

"You dodged quite quickly."

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, watching as the figure of the Black Blade High Priest vanished, only to reform among the Serpentfolk ranks a hundred meters away.

As soon as he entered the dream, he noticed that the former gathering place had transformed into the walls of a black fortress. But before he could fully grasp the situation, he witnessed the large-scale invasion by the Serpentfolk tribe.

Without much hesitation, he chose to act.

As for this outcome, he wasn't surprised.

No sixth-tier individual could be underestimated, let alone the Serpentfolk, who possessed the Serpent Spirit Bloodline and wielded bizarre techniques.

"It's you!!"

Suddenly, a voice filled with shock and anger rang out.

The people of the Huorong Tribe on the platform atop the giant lizard were both furious and terrified.

The human who had once come to Yellow Sand City to seize the Serpent Spirit Fruit was still alive?

Moreover, his companion had become a sixth-tier Saint? Waves of doubt and suspicion rose in their hearts. Hundreds of meters behind them, Molly and the others finally got a clear view of Chen Feng's figure and face, their expressions varied.

Olon and the members of the guard froze, clearly recognizing the Holy Shield Colossus as the one who had once slain the Serpent God Temple.

As for Molly, she could hardly believe it.

Was it really him?

Was it really Lord Feng Chen!!

As the thought arose, she saw Chen Feng turn his head and look toward her.

Their eyes met, and Chen Feng saw the mix of excitement and complexity on her face, as well as the figures of Wu Heng and the others who had once fled, now standing on the black castle.

He met her gaze calmly and nodded slightly.

But before he could take any action, the Black Blade High Priest in the distance suppressed all speculation and doubt, speaking in a cold voice.

"No matter who you are."

"Anyone who dares to obstruct the Serpent God's path is destined to die."

Buzz! As the words fell, Chen Feng suddenly felt his body stiffen.

Not just him, but the Holy Shield Colossus as well.

Both were frozen in place, their shadows beneath them instantly taut, as if they were being controlled, unable to move.

At the same time, on the platform atop another giant lizard.

A seemingly ordinary red-robed Serpentfolk removed his hood, revealing an equally aged, red-scaled serpent head.

Buzz!!

Blazing flames erupted from his body, yet strangely, no high temperature was emitted, everything remained calm.

Then, with a wave of his hand.

The flames on his body instantly condensed, forming a fiery longbow.

As he drew the bow and nocked an arrow, a flaming arrow shot forth, and only then did the scorching heat explode.

Whoosh!!! The sound of the arrow cutting through the air was like a sonic boom, the surrounding air sizzling and evaporating, circles of white vapor dispersing in the air.

Suddenly, everyone felt an intense, burning heat, as if the heavens and earth were ablaze, and the moisture within their bodies was rapidly evaporating.

The seemingly casual flaming arrow had traversed a hundred meters in an instant, now just a few meters away from Chen Feng.

In that moment, the crowd was horrified, and the people on the black fortress paled.

A strong sense of crisis arose, but Chen Feng made no move.

It wasn't just about trusting the Holy Shield Colossus.

At the same time, it was also because... "Get out of here!!"

A thunderous roar echoed through the air.

From the Earth Rock Corps that had finally arrived, a figure resembling a small giant charged forward, shield in hand.

Boom!! The flames erupted, shooting into the sky like a pillar of fire, incinerating everything in its path. The surrounding ground cracked for hundreds of meters, turning charred black as the fissures continued to spread with a series of snaps.

When the pillar of fire dissipated, everyone's attention turned to the scene.

The shield had blocked that earth-shattering strike, and a figure clad in dark brown, massive armor, standing at two and a half meters tall and with a bulky build, appeared at the center of the battlefield.

"It's the commander of the Earth Rock Corps, Master Yan Le!!"

Molly and the others in the distance exclaimed in shock, recognizing the newcomer.

"High Priest Rong Yan..."

"It seems the rumors are true. You've indeed broken through to the Saint realm."

Yan Le, the commander of the Earth Rock Corps, spoke with a grim expression, his tone heavy.

The elderly Serpentfolk atop the giant lizard frowned slightly, but the Blazing Flame bow in his hand grew increasingly darker, gradually turning a deep crimson.

Seeing that he intended to unleash another terrifying strike, Yan Le immediately erupted with power, stomping the ground with force.

"Friend, I'll leave the Black Blade High Priest to you."

As his voice echoed, he didn't have time to delve into Chen Feng's identity. He charged forward like a war chariot, heading straight for the Serpentfolk camp near the giant lizard.

One by one, the Serpentfolk from smaller tribes were crushed into pieces, and then the flames erupted once more.

Clang!!

The incoming Blazing Flame arrow was deflected by his shield. Chen Feng retracted his gaze and turned his attention back to the cold and frowning Black Blade High Priest.

Two sixth-tier Saints.

These two Serpentfolk tribes had indeed brought out a significant portion of their hidden strength.

"It seems your luck is holding."

The Black Blade High Priest spoke coldly, his figure vanishing in an instant.

Sensing the movement, Chen Feng turned his head to look.

The High Priest had appeared at his side, the shadows beneath his feet rippling like water.

"But unfortunately, you've encountered me."

With a cold, mocking voice, the Black Blade High Priest stood on the shoulder of the Holy Shield Colossus, his serpentine eyes cruel, his black-scaled claws like steel blades slashing toward Chen Feng's neck.

He had long since noticed Chen Feng's weakness.

It wasn't Chen Feng who was powerful, but the massive, cumbersome colossus beneath his feet.

As long as he could subdue Chen Feng, the rest would be... Whoosh!! Golden light erupted, shooting into the sky.

A powerful shockwave swept through the air, even dispersing some of the white clouds in the sky.

Streaks of golden light enveloped the Holy Shield Colossus, protecting Chen Feng as well.

The Black Blade High Priest was forced back once more, reappearing on the ground in a deep crater dozens of meters away.

He looked up with a fierce gaze. The black-haired young man had remained completely still throughout, but the look in his eyes was one of utter indifference, even disdainful mockery.

Boom!!

The colossus took a step forward, and the taut shadows behind it trembled violently.

The invisible shadow force was shattered by the raw, primal strength of the colossus. The Holy Shield Colossus, its body glowing with golden patterns, flapped its stone wings and appeared in mid-air in front of the Black Blade High Priest.

"This!!"

Thud!!

Amidst the exclamation, a fist came crashing down.

Another deep crater formed, and a fierce gust of wind swept through the area.

No one had expected the seemingly massive and cumbersome colossus to be so swift.

The Black Blade High Priest shadow-jumped once more, appearing behind the colossus, a hint of impatience flashing in his serpentine eyes.

Hiss!! In an instant, a massive Winged Serpent, over ten meters in size, surged from the shadows of the Holy Shield Colossus.

It even had two small protruding horns on its head, exuding an overwhelmingly powerful aura, reaching a level close to the sixth tier.

Hiss!!! The enormous Winged Serpent opened its bloodthirsty maw, lunging straight at Chen Feng to devour him.

Boom!!! A fist struck through the air, with white ash and golden light continuously flashing.

The Holy Shield Colossus punched, sending the massive Winged Serpent flying.

But in the next moment.

The Black Blade High Priest had already gathered dark light in his hands, forming a blinding black beam several meters in size, piercing through the air.

Thud!!! A dull sound reverberated as the Holy Shield Colossus blocked with its left arm, golden light erupting to deflect the attack.

Hiss!! From the shadows behind, another massive Winged Serpent emerged, its aura no weaker than the previous one.

The stench of decay filled the air, and killing intent was instantaneous.

Chen Feng remained standing on the shoulder of the Holy Shield Colossus, unmoving, watching as the Black Blade High Priest in the distance seemed to be forming seals, gathering power.

He had already expended a great deal in the dream of Qinggang City, and his spirit and strength had not fully recovered, leaving him only at the fourth tier.

But daring to come here and intervene in this war, he naturally had his confidence.

Boom!!

The Holy Shield Colossus's size surged, its body towering, narrowly evading the Winged Serpent lunging to bite.

Under the colossal shadow that blotted out the sky, its left hand reached out, grabbing the serpent's body.

The Black Blade High Priest's serpent-like eyes flashed with cruelty, and Chen Feng could see the shadows beneath the Holy Shield Colossus twisting again, even forming ripples.

Unfazed, he simply let the Holy Shield Colossus act freely.

"ROOOAR!!"

Brute force erupted as the captured Winged Serpent hissed and struggled wildly.

With a tearing sound! The serpent's scales shattered, its flesh torn into strands, as the thick, ash-white arms brutally ripped it apart in mid-air.

Corrosive, emerald-green blood sprayed wildly, raining down.

But the Holy Shield Colossus remained unscathed, even stomping the ground fiercely, its stone wings flaring, unleashing golden light.

Swish!!

The first Winged Serpent attempted a sneak attack from behind, but before it could get close, the golden stone wings transformed into a slashing strike, cleaving it in two.

In the distance, Molly and the others watched in awe, and even Guard Captain Olon was left speechless.

If he had encountered that Winged Serpent, it would have been a tough fight, yet it was dealt with in just two breaths? "Wait!"

Before he could process his shock, he suddenly noticed the shadows beneath the Holy Shield Colossus forming like flowing water, dense ripples appearing.

Then, the golden light solidified, and its massive body began to plummet rapidly.

"How is this possible!!"

The humans on the black fortress walls collectively gasped, and even the Earth Rock Corps commander, who was holding off High Priest Rong Yan in the distance, showed a flicker of concern.

Focusing his gaze, the brown ground seemed to transform into an invisible flow of water.

Beneath the shadows, the colossal ash-white body continued to sink, as if falling into an endless Nether Sea.

"This time, what can you do?"

A cold voice reached Chen Feng's ears as his Blood Wings fluttered, suspending him in mid-air.

The Holy Shield Colossus beneath his feet vanished, and the shadowy water flow rapidly disappeared, closing like a hole, revealing the brown, muddy ground once more.

Slightly raising his head, he could see the Black Blade High Priest opposite him flicking out a crimson forked tongue, his serpent-like eyes cruel, greedily sizing him up.

A mere fifth-tier being, yet aided by a sixth-tier creature.

Such an outsider, whether handed over to the Serpent God or tortured to extract secrets, would yield significant rewards.

As for that sixth-tier creature, it had been lured into the Nether Sea by him, and it was uncertain when it would reappear.

Whoosh! In an instant, he took a step forward, covering dozens of meters in a single stride.

A chilling aura began to emanate, and Chen Feng knew that it had arrived behind him.

An intense malice surged from all directions, enveloping him like a tidal wave.

Even the skin on his back instinctively prickled with goosebumps, as if facing an immense crisis.

Yet, despite such a dire situation.

Looking at the wide, furious eyes of Molly and the others across from him, as well as the shocked expressions of the people from the Black Fortress.

Chen Feng remained calm and indifferent.

"Is this all you can do? These insect-like tricks?"