Fate's Choice: Livestream at the Start Summoning Billions of Ravens

"Conventional physical attacks are ineffective."

Newton then pierced the head of Black Mud Newton with a particle beam, but it was meaningless; the other's head grew back like water. "They have no concept of 'vital points'."

"Then cut off its 'will'!"

Li Bai's sword style changed; he no longer simply pursued sharpness, but instead infused his own proud sword intent into the blade.

"He can kill one man in ten steps, leaving no trace for a thousand miles!"

The sword flashed again, this time, the azure sword light contained the concept of "annihilation".

Black Mud Li Bai was shattered once again, and the Azure Lotus Sword Intent attached to the wounds frantically tore apart every black mud cell, preventing them from regenerating.

With a mournful roar, Black Mud Li Bai finally succumbed to his injuries and turned into a pool of stagnant water that could no longer be formed, seeping into the ground.

On the other hand, Newton used his optical research to create dozens of holographic phantoms.

Black mud Newton's rudimentary senses were instantly overloaded, and he haphazardly released gravity into the air.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Newton calculated the opponent's core frequency, and a high-frequency laser precisely hit the non-existent "dead point," completely evaporating it.

The battle ended in less than three seconds.

The black mud on the ground surged again, and this time, four replicas stood up again: two of Li Bai and two of Newton.

The black mud on their bodies became more solidified, their movements were no longer so stiff, and they even adopted a more fluid fighting stance the moment they stood up.

The newly born Black Mud Li Bai did not roar. It lowered its head slightly and assumed a starting stance, the same sword-drawing posture that Li Bai had just used.

The newly born Black Mud Newton had a triangular prism structure faintly appearing at the top of his black mud cane.

Li Bai's eye muscles twitched slightly, and his grip on the sword tightened: "They... are imitating us."

The two attacked again, and this time, the battle became much more difficult.

Li Bai needed to use a stronger sword intent to break through the opponent's defense, while Newton had to use more complex formulas to break through the opponent's gravitational interference.

But this is just the beginning.

When the four replicas fell and the earth shook for the third time, eight replicas crawled out.

This time, one of the Black Mud Li Bai opened its pitch-black mouth. Although it couldn't make a sound, the sword energy it unleashed actually carried a faint trace of Li Bai's "poetic spirit"!

Even a tiny bit signifies a qualitative leap—it's no longer a simple imitation of energy; it's beginning to analyze "concepts"!

Newton looked at the densely packed enemies before him, slammed his cane down heavily, and a pale blue holographic data model unfolded before his eyes.

Countless formulas circulated rapidly, ultimately leading to a bright red conclusion.

He turned to look at Li Bai, and for the first time, a look of horror appeared on that usually rational and calm face.

"Li, we're in big trouble."

"According to my mathematical model, the efficiency of this 'split-rebirth-evolution' process increases exponentially."

"If we can't truly kill the opponent after the 12th kill..."

"At that time, we will face 4096 monsters that possess 70% of our original combat power and have mastered all our skills."

In mathematics, that's called a dead end.

"Go! Immediately!"

Before Li Bai could finish speaking, Newton slammed his triangular cane heavily to the ground.

No further explanation was needed; the two displayed an unprecedented level of understanding.

Li Bai moved with lightning speed, and the Green Lotus Sword in his hand no longer pursued elegance, but transformed into the purest weapon of slaughter.

In a flash of azure light, the eight black mud replicas that had just risen before the other eight had no time to even raise their hands before being shredded into a rain of black dust by the cold light containing the sword intent of "Severing Water".

"Cleanup complete, time taken 4.2 seconds." Newton coldly announced the number, and the gravitational field was fully activated, instantly crushing the remaining chunks of meat.

However, just as the two turned to leave...

A hundred kilometers away, the "Eye of the Abyss" that floated in the sky suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhead.

An indescribable, immense will descended instantly.

"boom--!!!"

The entire Black Muddy region of New Delhi was in an uproar.

If you have never seen the roar of the sea, you cannot imagine what this scene is like. As far as the eye can see, all the black liquid is churning and screaming wildly.

"roar--!"

Hundreds and thousands of distorted monsters burst from the ground.

Some of them had extra limbs, while others had only a huge mouth. They were like a black tsunami, carrying a malice that could swallow everything, and instantly cut off the two people's escape route.

At the very forefront of that black wave, the black mud slowly writhed, and sixteen brand-new humanoid monsters crawled out of hell.

Eight "Li Bai", eight "Newtons".

This time, their features were no longer blurred; their black facial features began to become clear, and the black mud swords and canes they held emitted a chilling light.

The most terrifying thing was those eight "Li Bais". They no longer swung their swords stiffly, but instead adopted elegant yet deadly starting stances. Their sword tips trembled slightly, mimicking the rhythm of the "Azure Lotus Sword Song"!

"Damn it..." Li Bai frowned, pushed off with his feet, and attempted to soar into the sky on his sword. "This place is no place to linger!"

However, the moment he took off, his body suddenly sank, as if his ankles were being gripped tightly by an invisible ghostly hand.

"It's no use!" Newton's face turned ashen. "The gravitational constant of this space has been altered! The gravity above is thirty times that at ground level! It's intentional; it's locked the sky!"

Riding skills are disabled, and flying on a sword is prohibited.

Surrounded by hordes of monsters, ahead stood sixteen perfectly replicated beings who had mastered their skills, and above them lay an insurmountable abyss of gravity.

This seems like a hopeless situation.

The Eye of the Abyss doesn't seem to be in a hurry to execute its prey; it enjoys the thrill of the cat-and-mouse game.

Amidst the black mud waves, countless enormous tentacles slowly rose, like a closed Venus flytrap, pressing in from all directions toward the center.

In his desperate situation, Li Bai suddenly smiled.

That was the unrestrained, wild laughter of the poet Li Bai.

"Ha..." He untied the wine gourd from his waist, tilted his head back, and poured the last bit of the immortal wine into his throat.

The wine dripped down his chin, wetting his blue robe, but it ignited two raging flames in his eyes.

He suddenly tossed the wine gourd into the air, and the long sword in his hand emitted a clear, melodious dragon's roar.

Li Bai didn't turn around, his voice tinged with a hint of drunkenness and resolve, "Since it's a life-or-death deal, then we'll pay the toll we owe!"

"Hmph." Newton pushed up his glasses, and the triangular cane in his hand began to spin wildly. Within the mirror, countless complex geometric shapes and alchemical formulas began to recombine and burn. "What an expensive price... but it certainly conforms to the principle of equivalent exchange."