MMORPG: Divine Mech Hunter
Chapter 1563: All-Out Strike

Chapter 1563: Chapter 1563: All-Out Strike

The Green Dragon Princess pondered for a moment before saying, "This guy is very strong and belongs to a mutated creature. It has all sorts of strange immunity abilities. I can’t guarantee I can control it even for one second. After all, its origin also involves corrosion. I will use my true origin power to give it a try."

"If you use your origin power, despite having similar attributes, it should be sufficient." Li Yao raised his hand, and the flying sickle returned to his grasp, merging into a giant scythe.

"In that case, my dragon form wouldn’t offer much assistance to you. If there’s no issue, I’ll begin now." A green shockwave rippled out from around the Green Dragon Princess, dispersing players eager to take advantage of the chaos, carving out a space for the two of them.

"Then let’s begin—fight!"

Li Yao flashed forward instantly, with the flames from his propeller pushing him rapidly toward the Faceless Apostle.

The Faceless Apostle swung an arm that resembled tentacles at Li Yao, and both of them completely ignored the magic and attacks landing on them.

The massive scythe clashed with the tentacles. This time, it didn’t cut through—the Faceless Apostle’s arm was surprisingly resilient. It was his strongest bodily weapon.

Both had extraordinary strength, but Li Yao’s strength, enhanced by the power of the Dragon Father, was remarkable.

However, as a world-class boss, the Faceless Apostle had exceptionally high attributes and immense strength. When the two collided, it was Li Yao who ended up on the losing side.

This wasn’t because the Dragon Father’s power was weaker than the Faceless Apostle, but because Li Yao’s Dragon Father power was at the beginner, racial-level stage. If it were world-class, he could have crushed the Faceless Apostle outright.

Rune Sword Dance!

Li Yao directly activated Rune Sword Dance, his retreating body arcing eerily, and he returned with even greater speed.

Boom...

The two clashed again, and the dark touch surrounding Li Yao danced wildly, resisting the corrosive liquid being flung at him.

Boom...

Their battle erupted like lightning, and with each successive hit, Li Yao’s speed increased. Borrowing power from his opponent’s strikes, his strength grew exponentially, becoming faster and stronger.

By the fifth time Li Yao was knocked away, his eyes erupted with light: "Now’s the moment."

The Green Dragon Princess had been waiting for this exact moment: "Dream Stasis!"

Pale green mist enveloped the Faceless Apostle, whose once-agile movements suddenly dulled, as if entranced, forgetting that it was still in the midst of battle.

Time Deceleration!

Li Yao used a technique he hadn’t employed for a long time. He purposefully refrained from using certain skills and methods, saving them for crucial moments to unleash unexpected effects.

In an instant, time seemed stretched. All movements slowed unnaturally.

Of course, the three faction leaders wielding supreme weapons and the transcendent Holy Devil Handsome remained unaffected.

The bizarre temporal anomaly immediately drew the attention of the three battling leaders. They understood that a pivotal moment had arrived.

Shadow Shaping!

Six shadows appeared behind Li Yao, and his figure vanished, reappearing above the Faceless Apostle’s left side.

Li Yao performed his final Rune Sword Dance, teleporting once more and descending like lightning.

The immense scythe blade followed Li Yao’s downward trajectory, slicing onto the Faceless Apostle’s body, followed by layers of apparitions.

The apparitions merged with Li Yao’s physical form, stacking phantom weapons onto the real one.

Time returned to normal in an instant. The tentacles surrounding the Faceless Apostle’s body stood erect, bristling furiously.

Li Yao felt resistance—it wasn’t as easy to pierce through as before, encountering an impossibly tough surface.

The surrounding players were bewildered. They seemed to lose track of time, as if moments had vanished. Li Yao had been in front of the Faceless Apostle, but when they regained awareness, Li Yao had inexplicably appeared behind the Apostle.

Not only that, his scythe had pierced the Apostle’s shoulder, leaving it bristling like a hedgehog.

"Fall for me!"

When the final apparition merged with Li Yao’s physical form, the Faceless Apostle’s body could no longer hover in midair and plummeted like a meteor.

Splurt...

The scythe was pulled free, unleashing a fountain of green liquid. The green liquid gushed onto the dark touch surrounding Li Yao, propelling him skyward.

To everyone’s shock, they noticed that the Faceless Apostle’s health rapidly dropped by ten percent.

It was inconceivable—despite its relatively low armor, the Apostle’s regeneration was astonishing, with a deep health pool. Even when bombarded by the combined forces of Li Yao, the Green Dragon Princess, and numerous players, its health had never dropped below ninety-one percent. And now, it had suddenly plunged by ten percent—it was vastly abnormal.

Meanwhile, down below in the battlefield, a molten lava dragon was surrounded by soldiers and players, barred from returning to the lava lake. Ferocious attacks bombarded the dragon, as they attempted to kill it swiftly.

Yet a screech from the sky seized their attention as they looked up to witness a massive green object falling.

"Bad news! Scatter! There’s a falling corpse!"

Falling corpses weren’t unusual—it’s common for airborne units to crash upon death. However, standard-sized bodies caused minor damage.

The melee fighters surrounding the molten lava dragon were puzzled. Why the panic over a falling corpse?

Some couldn’t resist their curiosity and glanced upward, only to frantically use movement skills to flee.

This was no mere falling body—it was a mountain of flesh!

But not everyone’s professions allowed mobility skills, leaving them to resort to rudimentary measures and seek cover.

Boom!

The Faceless Apostle’s massive body crashed down, pinning the molten lava dragon underneath. The ground trembled violently, wiping out players who had used the dragon as a shield.

"Damn it, that’s the world-class boss Faceless Apostle! Retreat immediately!"

The commander’s face turned green with terror. "What the hell? Bullying us just because we can’t fly? Is there nowhere else to fight but above our heads?!"

No one could have anticipated the Faceless Apostle’s descent.

Roar!

A mental roar reverberated, stunning everyone’s psyches. The sheer fury within its roar was unmistakable.

Splat, splat, splat...

With relentless tentacle strikes, nearby soldiers and players were corroded one by one. Their health plummeted rapidly while the Faceless Apostle’s health regenerated at an alarming rate.

"March scroll! Hurry, don’t approach that monster!"

In mere moments, hundreds of soldiers and players were massacred, collapsing into green liquid as fear spread through the guild.

The commander, initially hesitant, thought to take advantage of the chaos and earn potential rewards from a first kill on the Faceless Apostle. But after witnessing such a horrifying scene, his greed evaporated.

He swiftly activated the march scroll and triggered war equipment’s special effects, ordering the legion to retreat in a frenzy, putting as much distance as possible between themselves and the monstrosity...