Master of Kaidan
Chapter 407: Challenge

Chapter 407: Chapter 407: Challenge

As the countdown began, Feng Xue adjusted her equipment. According to Cain, the current master of the house she was challenging seemed to be a True God from some ancient Divine System; not very famous, and had mysteriously resurrected in the past twenty years, belonging to Spellcasters with a relatively fragile original form.

After learning the names of the heavyweight lords on the 61st floor, Feng Xue gained some understanding of the high-level Kaidan. Apart from a few that were genuinely new Kaidan and an extremely small number from Other Worlds, the high-level Kaidan seemed mostly to be resurrected ancient deities, or simply ones who had lived into the modern age. Cain also mentioned other categories, although these younger Kaidan usually developed new powers quickly and ascended to higher positions soon.

Only those like them, who were innately Kaidan elders, even with new powers, couldn’t adapt swiftly or would easily cause conflicts with their original Kaidan entries, so they could only slowly adapt and integrate.

Cain, especially, was originally a human ancestor-type Kaidan—a standard human complete with a thorn halo and elements of "great sin," the kind Nero would have called an ancestor. Then, mysteriously in the modern era, he acquired the element of a Vampire Ancestor, involving thirteen families and the Bloodline Holy Artifact and such. This Arab antique couldn’t handle those concepts at all, taking decades just to fully integrate the two ideas.

It wasn’t that the innate Kaidan were that obtuse, but rather, attributes that suddenly became popular were highly uncertain compared to foundational attributes. If you swallowed them wholeheartedly and they quickly went out of style in the modern era, you might not only fail to reap the benefits but also have to sustain the outdated Kaidan with your original essence.

Only after several decades, when the new cognition had become deeply ingrained, would they dare to truly assimilate.

Through such exchanges, Feng Xue also realized the difference between these god-like Kaidan and the untransformed Kaidan of Infinite City.

Untransformed Kaidan had a transient nature, carrying a temperament of seizing the day, embracing the present without care for whether they were outdated, which alone qualified them to think about the future.

However, these mythological Kaidan had an extremely stable base, highlighting stability because their base was solid enough, so they didn’t worry about survival. Instead, they cared more about stability, and hastily absorbing new concepts could actually weaken their foundation.

Of course, those close to extinction or whose foundational faith had completely collapsed and who managed a lucky resurrection were likely not much different from the untransformed Kaidan, as their scant foundation was insufficient to sustain them.

Her thoughts gradually transformed as the countdown concluded. The vast area in front of her, covered with yellow sand, made Feng Xue immediately realize that this must be a deity worshipped by desert nations in Africa or West Asia.

However, when the sand slightly dispersed, what appeared in her vision was a slender brown-haired young man with distinctive Asian features, possessing no evident muscles, holding a Bird Head Scepter, exuding a majestic aura surrounded by a storm of sand and gravel, very much embodying the Desert King’s aura.

"So, this shift in style, is it the change brought about by embracing the existing settings? After all, Cain still has Arab features and purple eyes, quite different from the pale complexion, red eyes, and eerily beautiful aesthetic typical of the Blood Clan. And this one, if you don’t look at his equipment, might even be mistaken for a host from a host club in the Eastern Country... well, at least he hasn’t gone for a simple haircut."

Feng Xue thought of such an idea and immediately struck the Pardon Bell. Though theoretically, the person before him was just the projection of the former owner of the Babylon Tower, and should be "innocent" like the guards. But what if?

Regrettably, there was no "what if." The opponent truly harbored no sin. Of course, this might also be related to the "god"—after all, since it was a god, there would only be good and evil, with no concept of sin, because everything about a god was correct.

Without giving it much thought, Feng Xue performed the Shengxuan Dingguan Step and instantly covered a distance of several tens of meters. Since it was a Spellcaster, closing the distance first was definitely correct, even if the opponent was like Gandalf, it was still better than fighting with one’s own weaknesses.

Once the strategy was set, Feng Xue’s body moved. Considered the greatest masterpiece of pie theory, the Shengxuan Dingguan Step was continuously influenced by the exaggerated perceptions of the Mystical Lord by the people of the Cthulhu Martial World.

They believed the stronger the cultivation technique appeared, the more powerful it became; and once this technique was learned, it would allow for innovative advancements, which in turn would further strengthen the technique itself.

Although it had only been a year, this technique based on the Complete Heaven Shifting Star Skill had completely surpassed the original. His silhouette teleported through the barrier formed by the sandstorm and appeared in front of a deity with an animation-style face.

There was no intention to punch but instead, he immediately drew the crossbow. Regardless of whether the status was high enough to pass judgment, it was worth an attempt.

However, as his fingers moved to pull the trigger, he couldn’t press it down. Undoubtedly, the projection did not hold a status higher than Feng Xue.

And it was during this moment of hesitation that the young man’s Bird Head Scepter swung down, and a slab of stone suddenly rose from beneath the sands, shooting straight towards Feng Xue.

Feng Xue pivoted on his foot, swiftly moving to the young man’s back, tossing the crossbow aside, and suddenly unleashed the Basic Boxing.

Though the punch wasn’t charged, it was still a big move from the eccentrics system. The fist, bolstered by both will and Inner Strength, forcefully tore through the barriers constructed by the sandstorm. But immediately after, a blinding white light obscured his vision, followed by a majestic and angry roar.

"Roar~~"

There wasn’t the unique stench of a beast, but the tactile sensation of the air rolling still alerted Feng Xue of the enemy’s approach. He quickly dropped his stance and swung his shoulder around, his golden cape shielding him in front, and then a massive force hit him. The force was fifty times stronger than an arrow shot by a three-hundred-stone crossbow!

Feng Xue’s footing was incredibly solid; such an impact was not enough to make him step back. However, he knew that absorbing such a hit would not present any advantage but would rather facilitate the enemy’s follow-up attacks. The thought shifted, and his toes already exerted force. Despite stepping on soft gravel, he managed to perform a borrowing force and leap back, shaking off the cape with that impact, retreating ten meters away. Only then did his eyes, dazzled by the flash, return to normal. And before him stood a metallic-gleaming White Dragon!