Chapter 527: of Holy Authority
Her chest rose and fell slightly, not from exhaustion, but from confusion.
"Ye Lan, something's not right."
She looked at the Silver Moon Sky Spear in her hand, then at the impact point on Lin Feng's breastplate that hadn't even left a scratch, her tone filled with deep confusion.
"The lord clearly didn't activate Armor Unification, yet I only dealt a little over a hundred damage to him. We're both level 40 and have Wonder amplification, so why do I feel the attribute gap between the lord and me is even greater than before the sparring match?"
Jiang Yelan's eyes were fixed on the betrayal crystal on Lin Feng's armor, which was slowly losing its light. His voice remained steady, but there was an unusual solemnity in his tone.
"Not only that, the lord's armor skill is also very strong. Just now when I flanked and backstabbed him, the damage was reflected back onto myself."
Your frontal attack didn't trigger the counterattack. The lord not only has overwhelming stats against us now, but also a damage reflection mechanism. I don't understand the trigger rules for this skill; it's putting us at a huge disadvantage."
Jiang Zhaoyue took a deep breath, exchanged a glance with Jiang Yelan, and a resolute look flashed in their eyes at the same time.
"We won't keep it."
"Um!"
The two men simultaneously uttered a low shout, and their auras suddenly changed.
【Nightmare Erosion】, activated!
A powerful aura erupted from the two women, their eyes glowing with a faint black light. Their aura surged wildly at that moment, as if they were two °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° Valkyries emerging from the abyss.
"kill!"
The two held nothing back, transforming into two black lightning bolts, one on the left and one on the right, rushing straight towards Lin Feng.
Faced with this fierce combined attack, Lin Feng remained unfazed.
He simply lifted his foot slightly and tapped it in mid-air.
Buzz!
An invisible force field emanated from him and instantly spread outwards, completely enveloping the two women.
【The Realm of Sacred Authority - Unfolds!】
"What?"
Jiang Zhaoyue and Jiang Yelan both exclaimed in surprise.
They felt that the surging nightmare power within them vanished without a trace the moment they stepped into this force field, like a tide being drained.
Moreover, the amplification they received from the wonder was forcibly stripped away at this moment!
Strength, constitution, agility... all three attributes plummeted!
Jiang Zhaoyue looked down at her hand holding the gun, her fingers clenching and then opening again.
She could feel the power was still there, but it was completely different from what it had been a few seconds ago. If her power just now was a surging river, then the river was still there, but something had blocked its course, and the water flow was now less than half of what it used to be.
She gritted her teeth and continued charging forward, her Silver Moon Spear aimed at Lin Feng's chest, but the speed and force of the spear tip were much weaker than before.
Lin Feng did not parry; he merely turned slightly to the side, the tip of the spear gliding past the left side of his breastplate, less than a palm's width away from the surface of the armor.
Jiang Zhaoyue swung her hand back, the gun barrel striking his side. He tiptoed backward half a meter, the gun barrel grazing his belt buckle.
Jiang Yelan cut in from the side, his Shadow Moon Blade slashing horizontally, the blade drawing a cold arc in the moonlight.
Lin Feng leaned back slightly, the blade grazing his throat, so close he could feel the chill of the shadow energy on the blade.
But he dodged it. Three shots, three slashes, then five shots, five slashes. Under the suppression of the Holy Authority Domain, the two women attacked continuously for dozens of seconds, and Lin Feng dodged each attack with minimal evasion.
He didn't even raise his Wildfire Spear to block; he simply relied on his pure agility to move calmly through the gaps in their attacks.
Jiang Zhaoyue gritted her teeth, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
Her battlefield intuition allowed her to clearly perceive Lin Feng's every move—turning to the side, retreating, tilting his head, spinning—she could see it, but her body couldn't keep up.
After her strength and agility were significantly reduced, her gun-firing speed couldn't keep up with Lin Feng's dodging speed.
Each time the spear tip was just a hair's breadth away, but that hair's breadth was an insurmountable chasm in the face of the current gap.
After a few dozen breaths, the two women stopped fighting at the same time and jumped back more than ten meters to create distance between them.
Jiang Zhaoyue's chest heaved violently, not because she was exhausted, but because of a deep sense of powerlessness.
Her hand holding the Silver Moon Heavenly Spear was trembling slightly. In those few dozen seconds, she had used every move she could muster, but she hadn't even managed to touch the hem of Lin Feng's clothes.
Jiang Yelan stood silently beside her, his breathing a little more rapid than usual.
She's not afraid of losing, but she doesn't like the feeling of not even knowing how she lost.
Jiang Zhaoyue raised her head, looked at the composed figure opposite her, and remained silent for a moment before speaking: "Lord... you've reached level fifty?"
Lin Feng glanced at the two women. Their expressions were surprisingly similar: three parts shock, three parts confusion, and one part deep-seated apprehension.
He chuckled, making no attempt to keep the audience in suspense.
"No, it's just temporarily borrowing the Apostle's power."
He raised his hand, a wisp of divine aura still lingering on his fingertips as it dissipated.
"Those who fall into the Domain of Sacred Authority and are below level 50 will have their fixed amplification reduced by 90%, and all non-fixed amplifications will be nullified. That's how your Awakening of Destiny just now was destroyed."
He paused, his gaze sweeping across the two women's faces, his tone becoming calmer, but carrying a serious undertone.
"Some of our future enemies will also possess this ability. It's better to experience it sooner rather than be caught off guard when we actually face it."
After saying that, he withdrew the force field and turned around.
With a flash of light from the Sky-Chasing Boots, he transformed into a streak of light and sped towards Hangu Pass.
Jiang Zhaoyue and Jiang Yelan exchanged a glance but remained silent.
A moment later, the two figures followed closely behind the streak of light and merged into the moonlight.
...
The following afternoon, at Hangu Pass.
Only two minutes remain before the Nightmare Clan's seal is broken.
Along the ten-mile-long northern city wall, the somber atmosphere almost seemed to freeze the air.
Every twenty meters, a heavy crossbow or catapult was set up, the cold war machines lined up along the battlements, casting neat shadows in the afternoon sun.
The crossbows were taut, and the catapults' winches were locked at the correct angle, waiting only for the order to fire.
On the city wall, 20,000 elite Qin soldiers and 30,000 garrison troops were deployed in an alternating pattern, with shields and halberds forming an impenetrable defensive line.
The level 30 generals, clad in heavy armor, patrolled the city walls, conducting the final and most rigorous inspection before the battle.
Inside the city walls, a similarly deployed reserve force of 50,000 men stood ready, resembling a giant black net poised to strike.
They only need to wait for a breach in the front line to surge onto the city walls like a tidal wave.
Further away, in the Northwest military training grounds, 400,000 troops were already fully equipped.
Formations stretched out one after another, halberds like a forest, shields like a wall, a dark mass of troops extending from one end of the training ground to the far end of the field.
The messenger's swift horse shuttled back and forth in the passageways between the square formations, the dust kicked up by the horse's hooves lingering in the low air for a long time.