The Only Player in ‘Child of Stardust’
Chapter 104 - 83: Divine Selection_2

Chapter 104: Chapter 83: Divine Selection_2

Yan Sheng hadn’t expected Zhou Yuan to discern his true form, much less that this constantly scheming Shadow System extraordinary person could unleash a Martial Arts Gang Fist. Shocked as he was, his reaction didn’t falter. He raised his arms to shield himself, the blood-red Gang Qi blazing like fire as he withstood the blow.

The impact resonated with a deafening roar, the clash of Gang Qi causing an explosion. Violent gusts erupted from the collision, transforming into fierce winds that scattered dust and debris into the sky.

Yan Sheng staggered slightly, then planted his foot firmly, causing the ground beneath him to sink as he shot forward like a bullet, claws aiming straight for Zhou Yuan’s heart.

Teleportation.

Zhou Yuan vanished, and a shadowy figure took his place.

Yan Sheng abruptly halted, his feet gouging grooves into the ground. He spun around and rapidly hurled dozens of gleaming daggers toward Zhou Yuan’s direction.

Then, using even more strength, he threw a second wave of daggers.

Countless daggers whistled through the air like missiles, screeching as they tore through the sky.

In an instant, they reached Zhou Yuan’s face.

Zhou Yuan teleported again, almost simultaneously, as the second wave of daggers struck the tails of the first wave, transmitting a delicate force that forcibly altered the first wave’s trajectory.

Because the force was mutual, the second wave’s direction also changed. The combined dozens of daggers veered off like shrapnel raining down from an explosion, whistling toward all directions.

Swish!

A dagger sliced across Zhou Yuan’s left shoulder, leaving a cold, cruel gash. The surrounding flesh rapidly turned dark green.

Poison!

Without hesitation, he drew a sharp blade from his backpack and cut away the poisoned flesh.

Immediately, he swung the knife downward.

Halfway through the motion, the knife transformed into a superalloy wrench.

The wrench vibrated with a metallic clang, emitting a deep hum. Zhou Yuan stepped back two paces, his tiger’s mouth split, his entire arm numbed from the shock.

Yan Sheng’s left hand’s five wolf claws shattered in the collision, blood seeping from the breaks.

The superalloy wrench was incredibly hard.

Yan Sheng paid no mind to these matters. A murderous glint shone in his blood-red eyes. At this distance, he was absolutely confident in delivering a fatal blow with one strike!

Bang!

Yan Sheng’s right arm exploded because it couldn’t withstand the force, sounding like a thunderclap. He surged with strength, pushing it to an unprecedented peak.

With a fierce gust, the wolf claws targeted Zhou Yuan’s heart, striking out at unprecedented speed.

The chill of death engulfed Zhou Yuan like a tidal wave. His pupils contracted sharply as his spirituality boiled madly, squeezing every ounce of strength from his body to fight against imminent death.

Time seemed to slow down again, and an endless surge of strength welled up inside him. In that fraction of a second, Zhou Yuan counterattacked.

Dark matter surged from their shadows, a compressed stream of shadow burst forth, forming a high-pressure water jet-like destructive force that instantly sliced through Yan Sheng’s outstretched arm.

It cut through like a hot knife through butter!

Zhou Yuan’s seven orifices bled, his face twisted into a demonic snarl, as he used all his strength to dodge to the right. His leg muscles tore from the excessive force, leaving his flesh in tatters.

There was no time to enter Shadow Transformation or activate Ghost Walker. With a squelch, Zhou Yuan’s left arm was ripped off by the residual force of the wolf claws. However, this outcome was preferable to having his heart pierced.

His expression remained unchanged as he conjured a sharp dark shadow blade from dark matter in his right hand, slashing at Yan Sheng’s head.

Yan Sheng’s left palm struck out a Gang Qi, clashing with the blade. With a bang, the dark shadow blade shattered. The fragments softened instantly, transforming into sticky threads that wrapped around Yan Sheng’s arm.

Immediately afterward, shadow spikes rose from the shadow beneath, piercing through Yan Sheng’s chest with a squelch, impaling his heart.

Yan Sheng’s eyes bulged in rage. He brought his left index and middle fingers together, mustering all his strength to point at Zhou Yuan’s heart from afar.

Remote Point Strike.

Poof!

Zhou Yuan’s chest caved in slightly, his heart shattered by the force.

The two stopped simultaneously, each retreating several steps, spitting out mouthfuls of blood.

"You’re a fucking monster," Zhou Yuan panted. The constitution of an extraordinary person prevented his immediate death.

"Monster? You think you’re qualified to call me that?"

Yan Sheng chuckled sinisterly, his mouth full of blood. He couldn’t remember the last time he laughed or faced such a formidable enemy.

The closer to death, the stronger one became...

Dazed, Yan Sheng remembered the past, raised by wolves on the "Ranch," killing since birth. He fought enemies, fellow wolves, and the environment ceaselessly.

He lost count of the countless bloody battles he survived, having faced death numerous times. But each time, he unleashed extraordinary potential and emerged stronger... just like the guy in front of him.

In relentless slaughter, he honed terrifying skills and an insatiable bloodlust, eventually becoming the sole survivor of his cohort.

This earned him recognition as the supreme... God’s Chosen One.

God’s Chosen...

Yan Sheng felt a pang of melancholy at the thought. His god was dead; its existence erased, the last church stronghold recently destroyed.

As the God’s Chosen, he was but a name.

However...

For some reason, the blessing power of the God’s Chosen hadn’t vanished.

A malevolent wolf shadow suddenly appeared behind Yan Sheng, exuding savagery and brutality.

His severed hand regenerated, the hole in his heart healed. His fur turned blood-red, adorned with menacing blood patterns, transforming him into a demon wolf!

[Yan Sheng, God’s Chosen One of ■■■■, awakened to God’s Chosen power and will survive.]

Crack.

A faint sound echoed within Zhou Yuan. The life lock insurance the Control Bureau placed on him snapped, immense life force flooding every corner of his body, healing his shattered heart and regrowing his severed arm out of thin air.

"Wang Zhen, you’re one of the toughest enemies I’ve faced in a long time. I’ll probably never forget you," Zhou Yuan said with a wry smile. Activating God’s Chosen power, he would gain even greater strength, making killing Zhou Yuan easy.

"So, we’re starting the third phase?"

Zhou Yuan teleported away, reappearing in the distance.

Swoosh!

A bloody wind surged toward him. Yan Sheng attacked instantly, now possessing even greater strength and speed. But Zhou Yuan also kept pace.

"Good, you’re starting to keep up," Zhou Yuan remarked. He teleported again to dodge, his dynamic vision and reaction speed gradually catching up, adapting to Yan Sheng’s extreme speed.

A shadowy high-pressure water jet suddenly shot from Zhou Yuan’s afterimage, sweeping across.

Yan Sheng couldn’t dodge in time, losing a chunk of his shoulder.

Good, the new skill’s speed and damage are up to par, though the energy consumption is high. One more use... Zhou Yuan’s gaze remained calm. No matter, if timed right, one more strike could cut Yan Sheng in half.

"Using human tactics on me for so long, let’s see how you like it," Zhou Yuan said.

Yan Sheng, nearly killed by Zhou Yuan once, already sensed a deadly threat from him and didn’t underestimate him anymore.

He took out a brass bell and rang it gently.

[Anomaly 991: Soul Summoning Bell. This bell can summon the souls of those a given target has killed, turning them into wraiths whose power depends on their hatred.]

In an instant, spirits wrapped in resentful energy appeared on the battlefield, densely packed, numbering forty or fifty.

This... this isn’t right!

Zhou Yuan hesitated for a moment. Something here didn’t add up.

When did I kill so many people!!

Suddenly, Zhou Yuan froze, his eyes widening as if he saw something unbelievable.

Two hideous spirits, a man and a woman...

"Damn it..."

He cursed under his breath, "That psychiatrist was right after all..."