My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 738 - 430: Power of Six Mountains_2

Chapter 738: Chapter 430: Power of Six Mountains_2

Flame Spray and the Radiant Phoenix collided fiercely, casting fire in all directions and burning deep holes into the earth around them.

Eventually, both sides were exhausted, and Greystone’s Great Spear flew back into her hand. The spear was scorching hot, and her palm emitted a sizzling sound, stirring up a wisp of green smoke. She gritted her teeth to bear the pain, not wanting to disgrace her master.

Royval’s senior disciple was no better; his lizard-like head receded into its human form, and his entire body seemed weak and unstable.

However, Royval took advantage of the situation and targeted Greystone. The green smoke from her palm soon wrapped around her like a malicious ghost, the armor on her body quickly turning red-hot.

Owen Bertram glared in rage and shouted, "Shameless!"

Another gourd flew over Greystone’s head, dripping a drop of Divine Water onto her.

Hissss—

The heat on Greystone’s body rapidly dissipated, but the once handsome and gallant warrior was now in a sorry state.

Owen Bertram raised his other hand, and the Ice and Snow Divine Sword emerged, drastically lowering the surrounding temperature. Alongside the Five-toothed Flying Sword, the two blades advanced like scissors towards Royval.

Royval dreaded the Ice and Snow Divine Sword even more due to their clashing attributes.

He pulled out a short stick from his bosom, waving it into the air and transforming it into a whip of flame, which struck at the two flying swords.

Crack-crack-crack...

The flaming whip and the two swords collided continuously, with Royval unable to gain the upper hand due to the swords’ high tier.

Suddenly, Royval sensed something and turned to see that his senior disciple had toppled over, an arrow of light lodged in his forehead. Greystone, from afar, reluctantly packed up her bow and gave a proud snort.

Owen Bertram laughed heartily, intensifying the control on his two swords, keeping Royval firmly entangled and preventing him from retaliating against Greystone.

At this moment, Greystone had redeemed herself in Owen Bertram’s eyes, and he dismissed the grievance regarding Royval’s personal attack. Also, Royval’s senior disciple was slain by Greystone!

Owen Bertram waved his hand, and countless golden beans flew out, landing on the ground and transforming into Mechanical Dao Soldiers. Like a tide, they flooded towards Royval’s subordinates. In his anger, Royval attempted to use a certain technique, but as soon as his focus wavered, a thunderbolt struck from above, slamming into his body.

Boom!

Royval’s disheveled beard turned even wilder, and his robe sported several charred holes.

At the same time, a Divine Heavenly Soldier snuck up with a Tier-6 Ancient Sword in hand, piercing through the chest of one of Royval’s subordinates.

The subordinate screamed in agony as a torrent of black flames burst from his body, detonating violently. The sudden explosion caught the Divine Heavenly Soldier and several Beans Soldiers off-guard, throwing them dozens of feet away.

Royval was getting increasingly frustrated; he hadn’t expected the tide to turn so quickly in favor of Owen Bertram. Owen Bertram recalled the Five-toothed Flying Sword, and it soared towards Royval, as he executed the Sword God Skill.

With a single sword stroke, Owen Bertram aimed to see if he could break this Evil God’s secret technique!

The Five-toothed Flying Sword seemed disorderly but each stab landed on a crucial point in the void. Royval could sense that the connection between him and "My God" was weakening, as channels for delivering divine power grew narrower and sluggish.

He solemnly put on a crown hat.

Boom—

A fierce aura surged out, even putting pressure on Owen Bertram’s domain, forcing it to yield ground.

An enormous, furry eyeball emerged from the crown, its cold gaze observing the world.

However, Royval had paid a price for this power. Fissures began to appear on his face, creeping down his neck, torso, and onto his hands.

Within these cracks, a faint black smoke wafted out.

Royval pointed a finger, and three rings of dark fire trapped the Five-toothed Flying Sword, hindering Owen Bertram’s ability to execute his sword techniques. Then, with another wave of his hand, he cast the fire whip in a circle, eliminating the remaining Beans Soldiers.

Owen Bertram, however, proceeded to control the Ice and Snow Divine Sword, unleashing the Elegant Sword Intention Score. A billowing sword intent surged like a raging river. Royval barely held onto the defensive, thanks to the power bestowed by the crown hat. However, he realized that the fire rings locking down the Five-toothed Flying Swords had been destroyed by the surging sword intent. The two flying swords fused once more, using the Sword God Skill to stab and pierce Royval at critical points, cutting off his channels of divine power. Even the power of the crown hat was affected, causing the fissures in his body to shrink by a margin!

But Royval was far from grateful! As the fissures shrank and the crown hat’s influence weakened, so too did the power it granted him.

The more Royval fought, the more stifled he felt. Seized by a sudden inexplicable fear, Royval’s Marshal felt a terrifying heat surge behind him. Royval was looking at him with a menacing glare. Before the Marshal could make sense of the situation, the divine artifact that Royval had previously bestowed upon him suddenly burst out of his control, igniting and merging with his body in flames!

Whoosh—

The flames soared higher, illuminating the Wood Dynasty’s territory like a lighthouse. The mysterious divine power traced its way from King Port along the constructed temples, finally finding the blazing beacon and delivering it accurately into Royval’s hands.