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Chapter 76 The Power of the Roaring Moon, Soul Capsule

In the dark sky, a sword shadow appeared faintly.

Stitch, who was coming with a sword from the west, looked at Yongen who was getting closer and closer. The sudden and dull figure and the gloomy face couldn't help but exude joy, "Die!"

In his expectant gaze, Yongen's cloudy eyes suddenly became clear and instantly filled with green light, looking at him faintly.

Sturge couldn't help but pause, and then huge wooden walls suddenly appeared.

He looked at the layers of obstacles that suddenly appeared, and couldn't help but sneer contemptuously, "Huh! The moves that rely on the power of the middle god also want to block my physical attacks? What a dream!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Several high walls suddenly exploded, and countless sawdust flew in the air, and then faded into pieces of life power, falling like fallen leaves in the sky.

Stitch smiled more and more wildly, and a fallen leaf covered his eyes.

The fallen leaves dissipated instantly, and a void wolf shadow appeared clearly, "Innate magical power - Xiaoyue!"

"Ow~"

"What?" Stitch couldn't help but be startled, and then a ray of cold moonlight suddenly shone on him.

This beam of moonlight shone deep into his heart, his pupils shrank instantly, and even the speeding figure suddenly stopped.

At the critical moment, the sword edge suddenly stopped between Yongen's eyebrows.

As soon as Yongen's sword moved, another life shield covered his whole body, and then he flew backwards.

Although this sword did not touch Yongen, the terrifying aura it carried still knocked him away.

Fortunately, the moment he flew upside down, the light in Yongen's eyes disappeared, and the misty green sun suddenly hung above Sturge's sword.

"You guys, remember, only the one who survives to the end can be received by the Saint. Kill for the Saint!"

In Sturge's inner world, the moonlight shines on the confused short-haired boy, who quietly listens to the declaration of the distinguished old man on the high platform.

Beside him, there were many similar teenagers, but these teenagers were all gray and black.

He looked at the group of teenagers doubtfully, but suddenly a sharp sword slashed at him.

He hurriedly dodged and looked at the young man with the sword drawn even more puzzledly.

However, the young man did not answer him, but just stabbed him with one sword after another.

In panic, he suddenly drew his sword.

The next moment, blood flowed across the face, and the scarlet blood sprinkled on the face, which seemed to be a little warm.

He grabbed it with his hand, and the warmth blurred his eyes.

At this moment, he was scared, but someone drew a sword and struck at him.

He had no choice but to draw his sword again.

In the gray and black world, he started killing, one, two, three... until countless.

He didn't know how long he had been killing. He just felt that he was so tired. Suddenly, he remembered the words of the noble old man again.

Survive and go see the Saint.

The moonlight began to become warm.

A hint of determination appeared on his confused face, and he drew his sword again and again. There were fewer and fewer young people on this isolated island.

Until death covered the isolated island, he stood in a pool of blood, and finally witnessed the face of the saint in the sea of ​​blood and corpses.

However, at this moment, he only felt ridiculous.

Looking at the noble and holy saint in the ice coffin, his hopes began to collapse.

Why? The saint is so cold, why is the saint also gray and black? Why is there no color in his world?

Suddenly, the moonlight that shrouded him disappeared, and even he himself turned into gray and black, and his soul merged with the sword in his hand and turned into a sword of destruction.

The sword of destruction suddenly groaned, the gray-black world suddenly shattered, and Sturge's paused figure moved again.

"Damn it!" The scar in his heart was touched, and Stitch was furious, and he roared angrily.

However, the light of isolation has penetrated into his soul, and countless green lights have begun to devour his soul. No matter how angry he is, it is useless.

With his scream, the body composed of the divine power of destruction collapsed.

After a moment, there was only a dark godhead glowing with gray light, a space ring and a high-level artifact.

"Huh, it's so dangerous." Yongen broke free from the mountain. The blow just now knocked him hundreds of meters away and was firmly embedded in the mountain.

"Fortunately, I have stored a trace of Hammer's soul aura, so that I can use Xiaoyue at the critical moment to control this guy's soul and interrupt his attack. Although my green light can also kill him, I can also I can’t guarantee that I can kill him instantly. If the light of isolation doesn’t kill him instantly, then I will have to eat his material attack.”

After the soul breaks through again, Yongen's talent - stealing souls, is no longer restricted to being used at will.

Instead, the stolen soul breath can be stored in the soul clan's special soul capsule.

This soul capsule is hidden deep in the soul, and he only discovered it after his soul reached its limit this time.

With his current soul strength, the stolen soul breath is enough to be stored in the soul capsule for a year.

And after Yongen breaks through to the upper gods, the storage time will probably increase again, and it is very likely that some special abilities will appear again.

Yongen is looking forward to this.

"This Stitch is really strong. He actually understood the seven characteristics of the rules of destruction. If he hadn't just understood several characteristics at the preliminary stage, and my soul was stronger than his, I would have broken free of his soul in an instant. In terms of attack, I am really no match for him. This guy's strength is probably not inferior to that of a five-star demon." Yongen chuckled to himself.

(The characteristics of the rules are just Yongen’s own opinion. Everyone practices the rules in a different way, and their understanding of the rules is also different.)

After this battle, Yongen finally determined his level of combat power and indeed reached the level of a four-star demon.

The reason why he didn't dare to think about the five-star demon was because Yongen's only advantage in fighting against a higher god was his soul.

Even if his current material defense is pretty good, the material attack unleashed by a superior god can still kill him.

Although Yongen's soul attack is very fast, his rule understanding progress limits him. No matter how fast he is, he can't be faster than a high-level god who is good at speed.

Not to mention, Yongen's speed is simply slow compared to the upper god, especially after the upper god uses the realm of God, Yongen's speed is no different from standing still in the eyes of the upper god. (For reference, the speed of Lin Leifeng's clone in the realm of the superior god is only 30% of the opponent's.)

This God's Domain is useless in front of gods of the same level, but it is particularly useful in battles with different levels.

As one goes, it's actually not easy for Yongen's soul attack to hit a higher god.

The biggest reason why he was able to kill Sturge was because Sturge was too confident, and he didn't expect Yongen to have a natural talent.

Without the effect of the howling moon, I'm afraid Yongen and Sturge would both suffer losses.

At this thought, a smile appeared on Yongen's pale cheek. He quickly took out a golden soul bead to refine it, and his mental power was instantly restored.

Resurrected with full health again, he climbed aboard lightly and arrived at the scene of the battle in an instant.

Taking advantage of the situation, he stored the superior godhead into the space ring, and then crushed the space ring into pieces. As for the high-level artifact left behind, Yongen could only express regret.

Sturge still has his god clone in other places. Naturally, it would be useless to take away Yongen, the superior artifact. He can destroy the space ring, but there is nothing he can do about this superior artifact.

He looked at the stunned middle-aged man in a uniform suspended in the metal life not far away, and immediately threw out the superior artifact with a flick.

"Hey~~~"

The superior artifact pierced the sky, and before Piccolo could react to the ever-changing battle, he saw a sharp blade coming toward him.

Seeing that there was no time to dodge, he panicked and used his defensive skills. But as a mid-level god with average strength, how could his defensive skills prevent the power of a high-level artifact.

With a whoosh, the superior divine sword broke through the metal life and continued to slide into the distance. Piccolo, the culprit of this interception, his divine clone also died.

(End of this chapter)