The Old Gods

Chapter 939 Valkyrie

This is a breathtaking scene.

A towering, earth-shaking Valkyrie, her long hair flowing with red ribbons, exuding divine might.

The colossal blade connecting heaven and earth gleamed with a crimson light, like a blazing flame shooting down from a high altar, burning towards the battlefield that was about to be trampled and conquered by the Valkyrie.

The finishing touch to the entire painting is not a single god or blade.

Rather, it was that insignificant human race standing beneath the tip of a knife.

His soul trembled.

He stood ramrod straight.

He looked up and stared directly into the eyes of the god, without flinching in the slightest.

Nu Ying, expressionless, looked down at the indomitable creatures at her feet, and suddenly reached out to the side.

"Whoo~"

Divine blood was scattered.

The female warrior was clearly an illusory afterimage, yet she used divine power to summon huge, scalding drops of blood.

There was dead silence between heaven and earth.

The man and the god seemed to have reached some kind of agreement in silence.

"Da~"

The moment the first drop of divine blood touched the ground, both sides moved instantly.

Lu Ran suddenly moved to the side, raised one hand, and reached out towards Nv Ying.

North Wind Divine Art - North Wind Howl!
My Lord God, you are too arrogant. How about you experience the power of the human race?
Lu Ran's expression changed!
A sudden gust of wind should have risen, and a rapidly spinning tornado should have enveloped the afterimage of the female warrior.

However, Lu Ran failed to cast the spell.

Not only that!

He was shocked to discover that the water armor covering his body shattered and dissipated the moment the divine blood hit the ground.

The root cause of all this was that the immense divine power within Lu Ran's body had fallen into a state of dormancy.

Is this the realm of divine weapons?

When was it opened?

It's truly astonishing that such a divine weapon can be used so silently, even when its domain is activated.

It turns out that this so-called prohibition of spellcasting, in essence, is the imprisonment of divine power.

The divine power flowing orderly within Lu Ran's body had stopped and could no longer be mobilized.

"Boom!"

The Crimson Blade slashed down heavily, causing the earth to tremble.

The thick fog rose high like waves, surging out to both sides.

Unable to cast spells, Lu Ran lost his pair of luan eyes and could no longer see through the mist.

He cannot move at high speed, nor can he teleport away!

In a world shrouded in fog, Lu Ran became completely blind, and turned into a lamb to the slaughter.

"Whoosh~" Lu Ran's foot slipped, and he moved sideways again.

In an instant, the Crimson Blade struck down once more, precisely where the tiny human had been standing.

The voice of a god came from the sky: "Humans, do you know that the first-class gods and second-class gods in your hearts have all humbly begged for mercy under my blade?"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

As Nüying spoke, the Crimson Silence Blade slashed three times in succession.

Lu Ran hurriedly dodged and dared not let Yanxia Ling carry him into the sky.

Since acquiring countless techniques, he has always had a firm footing, no matter where he goes, whether he's in the sky or the sea.

Now things are different; he has been exposed for what he truly is!
Even the Misty Cloud Ribbon could no longer exert any magical effects; it was merely a sentient, flying ribbon. Lu Ran absolutely did not believe that the Misty Cloud Ribbon was faster than Nü Ying, so naturally it dared not fly.

Another slash came down!

The woman's resounding voice filled the heavens and earth: "Without divine law, the gods in your heart seem to have lost their backbone."

The crimson giant blade cleaved through the thick sea of ​​fog time and time again.

A towering fog and waves were stirred up.

The tiny ant in the fog was indeed struggling to survive, but at some point, it closed its eyes.

Even without the evil consciousness, Lu Ran still possesses his own senses, a warrior's intuition honed on countless life-and-death battlefields.

Even without his sight, he still has a pair of ears that can locate sounds.

No evil spirits, no immortal hooves, no teleportation.
It doesn't matter!

"They were terrified and fearful. They revealed their true colors, peeling away the powerful stone shell to reveal a cowardly heart," Nüying said slowly, her knife movements swift and precise.

She kept squeezing the living space of the ants beneath her feet.

One cut after another, faster and faster.

To her surprise, the humans under her blade were getting faster and faster, and their movements were becoming more and more stable.

"call!!"

Suddenly, instead of raising her red sword, Nüying swept it horizontally.

In terms of proportions, the divine weapon Crimson Silence Blade is a slender type, similar to the Tang Dynasty horizontal sword in human society.

However, in terms of specific data, the nearly 200-meter-long Akasekuto has a blade width of more than ten meters!

So much so that in the thick fog, it looked as if a row of three- or four-story residential buildings were slamming towards Lu Ran.

Lu Ran was startled, his feet buckled, and he leaped up.

The physical strength of the Heavenly Realm gave him unparalleled power and jumping ability. Coupled with the frantic pulling of the Smoke and Cloud Ribbon, in the blink of an eye, the back of the blade almost grazed the sole of Lu Ran's shoe.

"call!"

The terrifying wind and waves nearly capsized him.

The smoky ribbon tried its best to help its master stabilize his body, but in the next instant, the "residential building" that had been rushing past came crashing back down.

Lu Ran listened intently, then suddenly thrust forward with his knife.

The smoky ribbon spread out first, its soft ribbons pressing firmly against the Crimson Silence Blade, while the other end wrapped around Lu Ran's waist and abdomen, pulling its master backward.

"call!!"

With a forceful swing, Nü Ying's blade slicing through the smoke-colored silk, continuing its descent towards Lu Ran.

Lu Ran's Radiant Light Blade and Eight Desolations Blade struck the Crimson Silence Blade.

A tremendous force struck, and Lu Ran was instantly sent flying, crashing diagonally into the sea of ​​mist below.

Nu Ying's gaze swept across the sky and she saw the human youth flying backwards at high speed, and even his closed eyes.

Clearly, it wasn't because of fear that she closed her eyes.

She saw no trace of fear in the young man's eyes.

It was more like the human race that was swallowed by the sea of ​​fog after the war started, with his eyes closed, showing the keen sense of smell that he had been tempered in the flames of war.

Nu Ying's eyes narrowed. Because Lu Ran, who was flying backward, suddenly opened his eyes.

Their gazes met; the cold, piercing eyes of the human met the burning gaze of the god.

For a fleeting moment, Nüying felt as if she had seen a real warrior.

He lost the divine magic he relied on for survival, and his world-destroying divine weapons and artifacts also lost all their skills, leaving him with only the most basic survival ability.

The Valkyrie stripped away all the glamorous exterior of the human youth.

Exposed

It is a tenacious and indomitable soul.

"call!"

Lu Ran landed heavily, his legs bent and his upper body leaning forward, sliding backward continuously.

He transformed into a blade, cleaving through layers of misty sea.

Suddenly, Lu Ran, who was still sliding backward, trembled. Now that he was far enough away from the previous battlefield, the divine power within him began to circulate again.

In an instant, Lu Ran opened his phoenix eyes and saw Nü Ying flying towards him through the churning mist.

His gaze locked onto the pressing deity, and he suddenly raised his hand.

Almost at the same time, Lu Ran's divine power was once again imprisoned.

However, the storm has already passed!
"call!!"

The wind suddenly rises!

The woman's flying figure suddenly stopped, and her pupils contracted slightly.

To the diagonal rear, a terrifying tornado rose from the ground, stirring up a surging sea of ​​fog, transforming into a fog tornado that connected heaven and earth.

The woman's long hair flowed horizontally, and her long red ribbon fluttered in the wind.

She did not believe that the human youth had made a mistake.

The few exchanges just now have shown that he is a qualified soldier.

So this tornado was deliberately positioned diagonally behind.

The woman hovered in place, letting the storm rage behind her, and said from afar, "I wasn't holding back just now."

His words were frank and open.

She was indeed scrutinizing the human youth just now, which is why she paused for a moment.

It was this slight hesitation that gave the other side the opportunity.

In the sea of ​​mist, the rosy clouds and mist accompanied the young human as he slowly rose.

He gazed at the unyielding silhouette of Nüying beside the storm, his words utterly arrogant: "Then consider it me showing mercy."

"Fine." Nüying suddenly laughed, a laugh born of anger. "What a believer in the North Wind."

Lu Ran looked distressed, pointing his sword at the god: "If you're going to fight, fight properly, don't curse!"

Female English: ?
Lu Ran was truly insulted, muttering to himself, "You're the one who believes in the North Wind, your whole family are!"

For a moment, Nv Ying's expression was quite interesting.

She never expected that a human youth of this caliber, especially on a battlefield of this level, would act so childishly and retort like a little kid.

After a moment of silence, Nüying's tone returned to its usual calmness, her authority undiminished: "Where did you get your North Wind Divine Magic from?"

Lu Ran didn't respond, but said instead, "Next time, you'll be torn to shreds."

Receiving no response, Nüying nodded slightly to herself: "To be able to slay gods and demons, one must naturally possess some extraordinary abilities."

As soon as she finished speaking, a surge of energy appeared in her hand, and a flesh-and-blood body descended from the sky, its enormous afterimage frantically surging into the body.

During this process, the crimson giant blade in the afterimage's hand also transformed into pure energy.

"Boom!"

The tall and upright Nüying held a slender red knife in her hand, her feet firmly planted on the ground, creating a ripple of mist.

A physical body at the third level of the Heavenly Realm, and a soul at the Divine Realm.

Lu Ran couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

Did Nüying create the minions of the gods because she feared the storm?

how is this possible.

The afterimages of gods and demons could not survive in the storm, but Nüying was different from other gods and demons. She had an absolutely powerful means to prevent Lu Ran from casting spells.

If Nüying maintains the form of a divine afterimage, all the techniques she uses will be of divine quality.

If you even slightly graz Lu Ran, he will die a horrible death on the spot.

Since the start of the war, Nüying hasn't even used her divine magic. Whether she doesn't want to use it or her divine power is also restricted by her own divine weapon is another matter entirely.

In summary, if the female hero maintains her afterimage form, her win rate will inevitably skyrocket.

"What, does the deity intend to fight me fairly?"

This time, it was Lu Ran's turn to look down at Nü Ying from the air.

The woman's slender, white fingers slowly traced the thin red blade: "You cannot use your magic. My figure is illusory and I am invincible. How can you talk about fighting me?"

"Is that so?" Lu Ran tilted his head slightly, looking towards the diagonal rear of Nv Ying.

The tornado there had just stopped, and the fog was still in disarray.

Nu Ying naturally knew what Lu Ran was looking at and what he was trying to express.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, her gaze sharp, and her lips curled up slightly, looking at Lu Ran with a half-smile.

If possible, Lu Ran would love to film this scene.

I wonder if Lady Ying has ever shown such a little expression to others since she was born.

However, Lu Ran didn't bring his phone.

And he was busy retorting, smiling to himself.

Unfortunately, the blood crystal mask was in the way, preventing him from sending such a classic expression to the Valkyrie in front of him.

Human and god, their gazes met once again.

A surge of astonishing fighting spirit churned within both sides, like invisible waves crashing against each other.

"Remember, human! I will repay your mercy three times over."

Nu Ying spoke slowly, pointing her knife at Lu Ran: "This is the first time."

The deity condescended to transform from a divine afterimage into a physical body at the third level of the Heavenly Realm.

She voluntarily reduced her strength, spellcasting level, physical strength, and other aspects to a level similar to Lu Ran's.

It can indeed be counted as one time.

“This battle won’t be needed for the next two battles,” Lu Ran said, twirling his sword with both hands, his body tense, before suddenly flashing away. “Put it on the tab!”

The sudden teleportation did not frighten Nüying.

Instead, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she turned around abruptly, raising her knife to parry.

"Ding!!"

(End of this chapter)