Zongwang: Unspeakable fear!

Chapter 854 Michael's Wrath (Two chapters combined, please vote!)

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Michael suddenly plunged his knight's greatsword into the ground before him, and countless spiderweb-like cracks immediately appeared on the earth, from which violent holy light burst forth.

Michael knelt on one knee, his head bowed, his long golden curly hair cascading down his cheeks. His right hand, covered in gauntlets, was clenched into a heavy and devout fist and pounded into the center of his chest, with specks of holy light emanating from his body.

"God said—conquer sin!"

"God said—be steadfast in your faith!"

"God said—hold fast to yourself!"

"God said—'My life shall be eternal!'"

With each prayer, the holy light emanating from Michael would surge dramatically.

After four prayers, the holy light on Michael's body became so intense that it formed a materialized armor of holy light, enveloping him completely, with endless holy light spreading outwards from him.

The wind blew against his face, ruffling Gao Yang's full head of black hair.

Gao Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, merely gazing at Michael from afar without making the slightest move.

Kakakka~
Wearing the Holy Light Armor, Michael slowly straightened his body, and with his movement, the space groaned as if it were about to collapse.

When Michael stood up straight, his original height of only 2.5 meters had increased to more than 5 meters. Even though they were far apart, he still gave people a sense of oppression. The holy light on his armor was so dense that it slowly dripped down the edges of the armor. The six holy light wings on his back transformed into a wide golden feather cloak, making him look even more robust and majestic.

Michael took a step forward, and the black earth in front of him suddenly sank half a meter. He gripped the hilt of the Holy Light Greatsword with one hand and, amidst the intense holy light, pulled it violently from the black earth.

At this point, the Holy Light Greatsword had grown to three and a half meters in length, perfectly matching the five-meter-tall physique of Michael.

Michael gazed at the high sun, and intense holy light shone through the mask covering his face.

"Gao, if you are willing to lay down your sword and swear an oath of atonement, I will forgive you on behalf of my lord." A majestic and oppressive voice resounded across the black earth.

Michael gently lowered the Holy Light Greatsword, its tip touching the earth's surface.

boom!
A dense holy light burst forth, so intense it was almost liquefied, and then solidified into strands that remained suspended in the air, instantly brightening the space around them. The sky above them was also filled with a dense holy light.

Gao Yang looked at Michael in the distance, ignoring his words, and casually said, "There shouldn't be any more preparations for battle, right?"

After waiting for so long, it would be rather disappointing if it still breaks at the slightest touch.

Upon hearing this, Michael understood Gao Yang's choice and said no more. He simply raised the Holy Light Greatsword and pointed the tip at Gao Yang.

boom!
The moment the Holy Light Greatsword pointed at Gao Yang, a beam of light as sharp as a sword slammed down from above, instantly engulfing Gao Yang completely.

Surrounded by the holy light, feeling its scorching and corrosive nature, Gao Yang crouched down slightly.

The next moment, accompanied by a crisp roar, the pillar of holy light was blasted apart by brute force, and Gao Yang's body disappeared from the spot at the same time.

"Ugh~"

As Gao Yang moved, many spectators, unable to adapt to the sudden change in space, involuntarily let out a series of gagging sounds.

With a loud bang, a bloody aura rushed towards him, and Michael involuntarily lowered his body, gripping the Holy Light Greatsword even tighter with his right hand.

The next instant, an even stronger gust of wind came crashing down on him, the intense pressure completely obscuring Michael's vision.

But at this moment, there was no need to look with his eyes; a silver-white greatsword appeared clearly in Michael's perception.

Michael had already experienced Gao Yang's terrifying slashing power, but facing this furious sword strike, he did not retreat in the slightest. With a surge of holy light, he slashed horizontally forward with his sword.

clang! !

The two greatswords clashed, creating a deafening explosion that cracked the space around them, like glass struck by a heavy hammer.

"cough!"

Michael coughed heavily, a trickle of golden blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. His blood and qi surged wildly, and his body involuntarily took a large step back.

He thought that by showing his strongest form, he would be able to block the opponent's slash, but he did not expect that after stubbornly taking the sword head-on, all the bones in his body would almost be shattered.

'What kind of monster is this?!'

Before Michael could make any move, Gao Yang swung his sword down again.

"Man-made disaster, meteorite!"

Wherever Yongyao passed, space was instantly crushed into fine dust, and the terrifying power of his strikes made the spectators' scalps tingle.

Just by watching, one can feel the weight and terror of that sword strike; it's hard to imagine the immense pressure Michael endured when he took it head-on.

A thick stench of blood followed the sword strike. Although Gao Yang's body was less than two meters tall, in Michael's eyes, the shadow cast by Gao Yang's body enveloped him completely.

A dense aura of death surged forth. Michael watched as a sword that seemed to shatter space slashed toward him. Not daring to take it head-on, he chose to merge into the holy light and teleport away to evade it.

Boom!
The black earth trembled violently, its surface surging like waves. The terrifying sight made Michael, who had teleported a hundred meters away, feel as if he were in a raging torrent.

The instant he appeared from the teleportation, Gao Yang was already in front of him, his silver-white greatsword slashing out without pause.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Michael gritted his teeth and held the Holy Light Greatsword horizontally in front of him.

Amidst the clanging of metal against metal, Michael instantly transformed into a beam of light and vanished from the spot.

In the blink of an eye, Michael appeared in mid-air ten thousand meters away.

The moment he appeared, Michael thrust his sword down without hesitation, and dense holy light blasted out in all directions from him.

With a thud, Gao Yang, who was following closely behind, was struck by the holy light that was imbued with an unstoppable repulsive force, and his body was thrown back dozens of meters.

'Divine Judgment!'

A holy sword of light appeared instantly in front of Gao Yang and struck him in the chest.

The same unstoppable force of repulsion erupted again, but this time, as Gao Yang took a step forward, a dazzling golden light bloomed in his eyes, forcefully withstanding the force of repulsion.

崩~
The space beneath his feet shattered, and Gao Yang took a step forward, reappearing in front of Michael. Yongyao ruthlessly slashed down on him.

The intense holy light in Michael's eyes perfectly concealed the doubt and confusion in his eyes.

Faced with Gao Yang's slash, which was both incredibly fast and incredibly heavy, he once again chose to create distance rather than stubbornly take the hit head-on.

Holy light burst forth, and Michael's body vanished from the spot, leaving only a lingering afterimage of holy light that was cleaved in two by a single sword strike.

Gao Yang turned to his right, about to give chase, but unexpectedly, the holy light afterimage that had been cut in half slashed at him with a sword. Surprised, Gao Yang clenched his left fist and threw a powerful punch.

As fists and swords clashed, holy light exploded, spreading outwards and igniting all the remaining holy light in the area.

At the same time, several holy halos appeared around Michael as he materialized, from which beams of holy light shot out and crashed into the center of the explosion.

Boom boom boom~
A series of booming explosions followed, and amidst the intense roar, a blur of motion suddenly appeared.

A smile appeared on Michael's face beneath his mask. The instant Gao Yang emerged from the explosion, Michael had already taken a step forward and appeared in front of Gao Yang. His Holy Light Greatsword swept across the room with a thunderous roar, striking heavily the spine of Gao Yang's parrying sword.

With a loud bang, Gao Yang's body was once again sent flying into the explosion.

Amidst the violent explosion, Gao Yang felt the scorching and corrosive power of the holy light. He took a step forward, and his sword flashed and disappeared.

Standing a hundred meters away in mid-air, Gao Yang looked at Michael, who was quickly turning around to look at him, and crimson-gold battle aura rose from his body.

The top gladiator ranked around 800 is indeed formidable. That combo attack would have overwhelmed an ordinary legendary player, who would have been instantly annihilated by the explosion and then purified by the blazing holy light.

However, for Gao Yang, it was a bit too soft.

The blazing holy light melted away instantly before his rising furnace-like battle aura, just like the remnants of snow under the scorching sun.

Gao Yang looked at Michael, his eyelids lowered, and his calm voice resounded in Michael's ears: "Show your full strength, or you will die here."

As Gao Yang spoke, the crimson-gold furnace aura surged, combined with the scarlet aura of natural disaster, as if casting a shadow ten thousand meters high in the sky, and a suffocating sense of oppression pressed down on Michael.

Michael was taken aback by what he heard, and then an uncontrollable anger surged into his heart.

"Don't think that just because you have a higher ranking, you can be this arrogant!"

Michael let out a low shout, and intense holy light burst forth from his body.

If you put yourself in his shoes, you can understand his anger.

Everyone was a legendary professional and a top gladiator. Although there were some differences in their rankings, Michael did not consider this difference to be an important criterion for judging strength. In other words, he did not think he was weaker than Gao Yang.

But now, this human, who was no stronger than himself, said: "Show me your full strength, or you will die here." How could Michael not be angry, since he had just shown almost all of his strength?

As for his own honed close-combat swordsmanship and shockwave combination, they were completely ineffective against Gao Yang's heavy and unstoppable slashes.

The previous frustration and the current sense of humiliation caused Michael's heart to pound violently, and his already blazing holy light erupted wildly at this moment, regardless of the cost.

Seeing the holy light grow even stronger, Gao Yang nodded slightly. It seemed that the divine professional in front of him had taken his words to heart.

In that case, he can truly unleash his full potential.

"Man-made disaster, annihilation!"

After a sword cry resounded in the minds of millions of spectators, a powerful sword pressure and will erupted, instantly sweeping away a cold and deathly aura. The earth was still pitch black, and the sky was still filled with endless holy light, but under this sword, everything appeared dim and without light.

A sword mark appeared as Yongyao slashed out, falling into Michael's eyes and also into the eyes of millions of viewers.

In an instant, the world before everyone's eyes began to fade. The colorful world turned into a deathly gray in a flash, and in the gray world, only a sword mark exuded a deathly cold color.

"Ah~~~"

In that instant, countless spectators were horrified and let out desperate screams.

Then, they disappeared from the viewing platform, their consciousness returning to their bodies.

This triggered the protective mechanism of the Gladiator's Peak. Without this mechanism, most of the viewers whose strength was below the legendary level would have their consciousness destroyed by Gao Yang's sword strike, resulting in their death and soul annihilation.

Such a terrifying sword strike, however, appeared equally terrifying to Michael.

As the cold sword mark slashed towards him, Michael felt no desire to resist and even had a strange urge to offer his neck for execution.

However, the moment the sword wound touched his neck, his will to resist was suddenly activated, and a burst of intense holy light erupted.

In the violent explosion, he vanished from his spot in an instant.

A hundred meters away, Michael reached out and covered his neck, which was two-thirds severed, with dense holy light overflowing from his fingertips.

But no matter how much he activated the holy light, his severed neck showed no signs of healing.

At the site of his wound, excruciating pain, so intense it convulsed his very soul, was relentlessly burning through his body and spirit.

This burning sensation cannot be eliminated in a short time; it can only be gradually worn away through gentle, persistent effort.

Left with no other choice, Michael had to construct a halo of holy light around the wound on his neck to fix his neck and head together.

After this sword strike, Gao Yang realized that the divine professional in front of him was not testing him, but had already done his best to fight him.

This result disappointed Gao Yang somewhat, since the intensity of the battle between the two was not strong. He only used two sword techniques from beginning to end, and had not yet been able to unleash more of his sword skills.

But it seems that the enemy on the other side no longer has the strength to continue.

Seeing this, Gao Yang sheathed his sword and stood still, looking at Michael not far away, and slowly said: "Admit defeat or die."

Although the Gladiator's Peak is a battlefield of death, Gao Yang did not intend to kill this enemy, with whom he had no prior dealings, here.

After all, he was not a murderer.

Although killing a legendary figure would bring him a large amount of legendary experience.

But for Gao Yang, if he wants to gain legendary experience, he doesn't need this one legend.

Faced with Gao Yang's questioning, a hint of pain appeared on Michael's face beneath his mask.

This kind of pain is seeing a truly powerful demon standing in front of you, yet being unable to kill it with your own hands, and even being pitied by the being opposite, as if you need to wag your tail and beg for mercy in order to save your life.

"God said: Never give up in the face of sin!"

Michael's hoarse voice rang out, and an intense, terrifying holy light erupted.

Gao Yang looked at him and nodded slightly: "I understand."

Zheng!
A piercing sword cry resounded throughout the land as a magnificent sword, nearly a thousand meters long, stood across the sky and earth, slashing down without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)