Chapter 2536 - 1111: Overwhelming Slaughter (Part 3)
The process of wielding it is also the process of tapping into one’s Psychic Power, now perfected to a Ninth-Level Psychic Ability that can be used at will.
Gaven dared to accept the invitation from the Queen of the Succubi, relying on this ability.
His ability to endure the Queen of the Succubi’s banquet of desires owes much to this skill.
Now, he has achieved another feat.
The War Ravager heavily smashed onto the left shoulder of the Succubus Manipulator.
With a cracking sound, half of the Succubus Manipulator’s shoulder and left arm were severed from its body.
Under the influence of terrifying Strength, the War Ravager’s blunt weapon unexpectedly had a cutting effect.
Even without deliberate development, Gaven’s Strength did not fall short. Enhanced by a series of abilities and equipment, it easily surpassed 50 points, making him hardly inferior to the Berserk Blue Bear of the same Body Type.
His series of empowering abilities and luxurious equipment are unmatched by the Berserk Blue Bear.
"Help me..." the Succubus Manipulator mustered all its Strength to make a piercing cry, with the Hall of Calculation faintly behind, the Demon Contract Bookshelf spinning more frequently, countless Demon Contracts flew over automatically, encircling her, wrapping her in layers.
This upheaval was clearly not confined to the Hall of Calculation, but rather spread outward in all directions with it as the center, so that all of Samoray could clearly hear her cries.
"The lady is in danger!"
"The Hall of Calculation has been attacked, hurry to assist!"
"Who dares to be so bold as to target the Hall of Calculation!"
"That the Hall of Calculation was attacked is not surprising, but it’s astonishing that it has forced Marreta City Lord to ask for help, something ordinary people could never achieve!"
Most residents of Samoray, upon hearing such cries, responded by looking in the direction of the Hall of Calculation and then issuing a schadenfreude-laden sneer.
In the Bottomless Abyss, helpfulness has never been a virtue.
Especially when the one requesting help is a notorious Succubus Manipulator known for toying with souls, they wouldn’t interfere unless absolutely necessary (being forcibly summoned).
Only a small number of people, upon hearing the news, dropped whatever they were doing and raced in the direction of the Hall of Calculation.
These people shared remarkably similar appearances, with the physique of Succubi, ebon-colored skin, and six fingers. They are half-succubi with the Prince Ubar’s bloodline, the Lady Gun Cavalry of Samoray.
All residents along the way proactively bowed their heads to avoid offending them, for they hold absolute power over life and death here.
But the distant water cannot quench the nearby fire.
No matter how fast the Lady Gun Cavalry’s half-succubi raced, they couldn’t outpace Gaven’s War Ravager.
He didn’t give the Succubus Manipulator any chance, the War Ravager danced fiercely with both large and small forms, unpredictable and unstoppable.
Even though it seemed like mere size changes, it actually spawned many distinct combat styles with dozens of applications.
The small hammer, though less powerful, was nimble, with small movement amplitudes and fast attack Speed, still not to be underestimated under the fearsome Strength boost.
The big hammer, when swung, had large movements and required use of the waist, even inertia, demanding extremely high Combat Techniques, it was extremely powerful; it either missed or, when it hit, surely broke bones and tendons.
The medium hammer was average in every aspect.
Then, by weaving real and deceptive moves, when you thought it large, it was actually small, and vice versa.
Throughout, various Psychic Abilities were mingled, be it Psychic Storm, Psychic Flame Saber, or Psychic Ice Beam, at crucial moments, a Psychic Fireball Technique would explode between both parties.
Even though the Succubus Manipulator was not adept at close combat, a Legendary Warrior of the highest caliber would find this Spirit-infused combat style a living hell, thoroughly overwhelmed.
When the Succubus Manipulator unleashed a major move, preparing to summon demons en masse regardless of the cost, the Heart of the Mountains above Gaven’s head emitted an earthy yellow glow once more, stones appearing out of thin air around him, spinning from small to large, forming a stone storm.
This was another Special Spell it possessed—the Stone Storm.
The flying stones relentlessly bombarded the demons’ contracts around the Succubus Manipulator, most unable to begin their summoning before being ripped to shreds.
Indeed, Demon Contracts are tougher than ordinary scrolls, with Soul Energy embedded, rendering them resistant to insects and water, and unless the contracted object perished, they’d remain intact for millennia.
Yet under intense violent tearing, they still got ripped apart.
In mere seconds, the Succubus Manipulator was stripped of defenses again, exposed before Gaven.
The two stood nearly face-to-face within the six-meter-diameter eye of the Stone Storm.
Gaven raised his left hand, the Death Roar emitted a thunderous boom, striking the right knee of the Succubus Manipulator.
She let out a wretched scream, her body sagged, uncontrollably kneeling on one knee.
The nimble War Ravager was waiting there, heavily crashing onto her forehead, as Gaven laughed heartily: "You are my trophy now!"
This Advanced Divine Artifact kept expanding and infused her body with Undead Divine Power, while a mirage of the Castle of Shadows appeared out of nowhere, frantically pulling at the Succubus Manipulator’s Soul, devouring it bit by bit.
This was the War Ravager’s ability to plunder and imprison Souls.
Since entering the Bottomless Abyss, this ability had been dormant for a time.
For here, Undead Slaughter Power proved more efficient.
Now, however, it was used to better control the Succubus Manipulator.
The Succubus Manipulator, battered beyond recognition, hadn’t yet had her corpse grow cold.
Next to the War Ravager, countless shadows converged, forming a brand-new Succubus Manipulator.
Looking at her own corpse, Marreta the Succubus Manipulator had a highly complex expression, filled with shock, disbelief, and a tinge of relief.
She was shocked that she had died, at her own main battleground, her doorstep no less.
Relieved she hadn’t truly perished, her Soul enslaved, she existed in a new form, which was better than true Death.