Chapter 1696: Defense Shattered
Huge black fireballs split into several fiery branches, and Bar slipped into one of the massive flames, accompanied by countless fiery impacts, landing near Qiuye.
He reached behind him and drew a black sharp blade, taking advantage of the smoke and slashing at the nearby Qiuye.
Who knew, this time Bar was swinging at empty air, the black blade effortlessly slicing through Qiuye’s body.
Qiuye left behind a shadow remnant, swiftly traversing amid the explosive barrage of fireballs.
The gust of wind accompanied her, clearing a path through the dense smoke.
Qiuye didn’t change her strategy; although she couldn’t help, she absolutely didn’t want to be a burden to Yang Yu and the others.
Bar didn’t give up; only by tightly controlling the lives of Qiuye and Lotcar did he have enough leverage to "negotiate" with Yang Yu and the others.
The black figure carved a strange trajectory on the ground; Bar relentlessly pursued Qiuye.
Unfortunately, the time Bar had spent now was already double what he had anticipated.
The beautiful vision Bar imagined had long since turned into a bubble.
It’s just...
Now there’s no other way but to do this.
If he didn’t do this, he’d end up in a chase with Yang Yu and the others, being trapped and surrounded.
Hero Lox’s purpose was entirely achieved.
Whether he defeats Yang Yu and the others or gets cornered by them, it would only be one-sidedly advantageous to Hero Lox.
Hero Lox’s goal could be achieved in any case, but Bar refused to face the worst possible ending for him.
He, who was supposed to rule the entire world, hadn’t even shown this world his terror, yet he was being killed at his own doorstep by others!
Worse yet, if he died this time, he might never be able to resurrect again.
The ancient humans capable of crafting Demon Gathering Cores have disappeared forever into the river of history.
Yang Yu and the others seemed to know demons very well; if he died, they would definitely destroy the various jewels that dropped, making all demons lose their chance to be reborn.
Therefore, Bar didn’t want to give up.
Getting closer to Qiuye, Bar focused intensely, eyes glowing with a pitch-black light, locking onto Qiuye.
This time, he absolutely couldn’t let Qiuye escape again!
Affected by Bar’s skill, Qiuye’s speed began to slow down; Bar seized the momentum, quickly closing the distance with Qiuye, the sharp blade in his hand emanating an eerie black gleam, stabbing at Qiuye’s chest.
Just at the critical moment of this strike, a unique Holy Light Formation descended from above Bar’s head, instantly freezing his movement.
Riding the Hemeng Little Plane, Iyas used the Holy Light Acceleration Stone to cast Holy Light Restriction, firmly trapping Bar in place.
"Don’t think you can stop me."
Black magic surged like a fountain all over Bar’s body, surprisingly piercing through the Holy Light Formation above, releasing him from the Holy Light Restriction!
Reaching behind him, Bar drew another sharp black sword blade, swinging fiercely at the immobilized Qiuye ahead.
The enhanced Holy Light Restriction failed to stop Bar; Iyas quickly raised his hand, casting purification towards the distant Qiuye.
Specks of holy light flickered continuously, and Qiuye’s body felt significantly lighter; she quickly activated Avoidance Acceleration, dodging the crisscrossing dual blades from Bar.
Bar did not cease his attack, the black blade carving a unique trajectory in midair, clashing towards the nearby Qiuye.
Qiuye held her breath, clearly observing every move of the Demon Bar, swinging her cherished sword to meet Bar’s black blade, battling while retreating.
Though Qiuye hadn’t been part of the team for long, before joining Yang Yu’s team, she was known as a genius in this world.
If Yang Yu and the others hadn’t appeared, those hailed as geniuses would become this world’s primary force against demons and the Demon King.
In any team, there are strengths and weaknesses.
But Qiuye and Lotcar were not as useless as Bar thought.
Although they fought marginally worse than Yang Yu and the others, each had their own functional capabilities.
Qiuye was tasked with clearing weaker enemies and performing physical output.
In a battle determined solely by force, how could she easily surrender?
In a short instant, Bar and Qiuye exchanged dozens of blows.
Bar felt increasingly uneasy, as none of it matched his expectations.
Didn’t this mean that his initial thoughts were entirely wrong?
The armor on his body trembled incessantly, Bar focused his sight, terrifying black aura continuously surged over his body.
Unexpectedly, those who once needed their power to confront the goddess now held power to match his in this era!
"No way.
Absolutely not.
If truly someone in this world could rival me, they could kill the goddess by themselves.
Why still go to lengths to wield our power until now?
Wasn’t that individual the only one?
The Goddess’ Apostle was blessed with the goddess’ power, which I could understand.
Mages can manipulate vast amounts of magic power, which I can understand too.
Why is it that neither a mage nor the Goddess’ Apostle like you can withstand my attacks again and again?
Or does it mean that you’re just as unique as them?
If there are many individuals like you among them, what’s the point of our creation?"
The black sword spewed more darkness; truth be told, Qiuye was only barely able to counter these attacks now, and she wanted to boast a little, attributing her survival to skills and constant practice.
But the relentless force from Bar’s hand left Qiuye no leeway to speak words of pride.
Qiuye could only concentrate further, facing Bar’s incessant onslaught.
Qiuye could still hold on, but her beloved sword was just an epic-quality blade, and in such high-intensity combat, the blade was enduring strikes it shouldn’t bear for its caliber.
With each collision, a subtle, nearly imperceptible crack appeared on Qiuye’s beloved sword.
As the battle intensified, these subtle cracks slowly merged into a whole.
Finally, during one assault, they erupted.
The black sword blade came crashing down; Qiuye raised her beloved sword to block, accompanied by a crisp sound, her beloved sword shattered.
Bar’s mouth curled upward, after all the attacks, hope finally appeared before him.
Aiming to break through Qiuye, Bar continually bore a mindset to kill her, launching attack after attack.
Bar was so focused that he only slowly realized Yang Yu’s arrival when he pushed Qiuye aside and intercepted his attack with the shield in his hand.