Chapter 907 - 387: Undying Sacred Fire (2)
Just as they were contemplating their next move, they saw fog swirling outside the slums as the Executioner drove a steam carriage, directly smashing the ice wall left by Cold Mountain in its tracks, accelerating all the way and charging straight into the slum area.
Upon entering the slum area, the sudden disappearance of the steam rules made the Executioner hesitate for a moment, but he did not back down, continuing to drive up to the three people before him.
The Executioner stepped down from the driver’s seat of the steam carriage, looking down at Cold Mountain and the other two.
Cold Mountain looked up at the Executioner, who stood over four meters tall, and asked Sword Star beside him:
"I wasn’t mistaken, was I? Did he get bigger?"
Sword Star replied: "He certainly did get bigger."
Erin’s Divine Kingdom could isolate the effects of the steam rules but could not prevent the First Law of Mysticism in the dungeon plane.
After the battle on Bai She Avenue, a significant number of Transcendents and ordinary people felt fear towards the Executioner, convinced of its invincibility.
With this recognition from the people, the Executioner’s power expanded further; even without the steam rules, its strength had grown to boss-level.
It was precisely for this reason that he dared to ignore Erin’s Divine Kingdom and pursued them all the way here.
Cold Mountain and Sword Star were amazed at the Executioner’s growth, but whether they could win would only be known through encounter.
The two coordinated, with Sword Star attacking first.
Without the steam rules, the thread-like Sword Qi swirling around the Flying Sword Long Wind could be unleashed freely, spinning like a drill and aiming for the Executioner’s chest.
This time, the Executioner did not let the Flying Sword strike his chest, but swung the serrated long knife, intercepting Long Wind mid-air with a single swing.
Upon collision, the Steam Root Power within the Executioner exceeded that of Sword Star, rendering Long Wind unable to withstand and being knocked away with one swing.
Cold Mountain’s attack followed closely; this time, instead of using Ice Cone, he conjured an icy mountain, which rose from beneath the Executioner’s feet, directly encapsulating him within.
The icy mountain formed, with countless sharp ice spikes emerging towards the Executioner like an oversized Iron Maiden made of ice.
Confronting Cold Mountain’s attack, the Executioner displayed remarkable adaptability; though temporarily controlled by the icy mountain, he did not become frozen.
His body surface flashed red patterns, akin to when he consumed a large amount of coal essence on Bai She Avenue, generating massive steam root power that instantaneously melted the surrounding ice.
The Ice Cone meant to pierce the Executioner melted before even approaching him under the steam.
The Executioner didn’t rush to break out from the icy mountain but raised his left hand on the spot; at this moment, it transformed into a flesh and blood spear, with the muzzle even larger than before on Bai She Avenue.
Moreover, this flesh and blood spear inherited from the Gun God had consumed enough flesh from Transcendents in previous battles that the threat emanating from it through the icy mountain was enough to make Cold Mountain and Sword Star feel uneasy.
The power contained in the muzzle was sufficient to flatten the entire Gray Church slum.
In the world of Transcendents, the power contained within the Executioner’s muzzle posed the threat of a non-radioactive transcendent nuclear weapon.
An ice droplet fell from Cold Mountain’s forehead; the current scenario was undoubtedly the worst-case situation in dungeon strategy, where raw power from the boss crushed without any room for maneuver.
Without needing communication, he and Sword Star simultaneously took out the item for forcibly leaving the dungeon, activating it directly.
Abandoning the world dungeon was indeed a heavy loss, but as long as they managed to survive, there was still hope.
As the item for leaving the dungeon flashed brightly, their vision blurred momentarily with white light, only to find they were still facing the executioner’s dark and hollow muzzle upon regaining sight.
No, what’s going on.
Cold Mountain and Sword Star widened their eyes and found it was no illusion; they remained standing in place and hadn’t left.
Upon careful inspection, a line of prompt appeared before them.
"Affected by special rules, players currently cannot forcibly leave the dungeon; please leave the current area and try again later."
After a brief pause, the usually composed Cold Mountain slowly uttered a word.
Fuck!
Peace only mentioned that the Gray Church slum could isolate steam rules, never said it could prevent players from leaving the dungeon!
If Wu Chang could hear what Cold Mountain was saying internally, he’d surely reply:
How novel, the Gray Church slum is Erin’s Divine Kingdom, an exclusive area of God, even the plane’s own rules cannot interfere; do players think they can come and go at will, does God not need esteem?
Cold Mountain truly panicked now; although facing multiple life-and-death crises in previous dungeon strategies, he never reached a dead end.
What made him even more unwilling was, if he exerted all his effort without being able to conquer the dungeon, ultimately discovering the dungeon truth but then being narrowly defeated by the boss, that would still be a Breaker’s dignified death.
Yet in the Steam Phantom Dungeon, Cold Mountain had mostly coasted in the first half, spending half the dungeon as a mole without showing his hand before the dungeon boss appeared directly before him to crush him with absolute power.
This kind of death lacking any sense of participation was more unacceptable to him than death itself.
If Cold Mountain were to die at the hands of the Executioner now, the resulting resentment would at least be intensely purple-red level.
However, in Erin’s Divine Kingdom, dying was not so easy.
Though invisible to Cold Mountain and Sword Star, in front of them stood a wall formed of White Sacred Fire.
Composed of Divine Power and involving the rules of a Middle-level God, it was sufficient to block all of the Executioner’s attacks.
Receiving the Great Saint Mother’s offering, beginning to master the Power of Undying Holy Fire; this was Erin’s harvest in the slums these past days.