chsdbacks Chapter 305 Steal? Take.
Chapter 305 Steal? Take.
Chapter 305 Steal? Take.
Shael couldn't cripple the Lord of Storms with a single basic attack; that's beyond the realm of gods.
It's impossible to easily injure the Lord of Storms, but it's possible to easily suppress him.
How could Leodorus be content to appear as pathetic as the god of knowledge and wisdom of his youth?
However, it was ineffective. Attacks against individuals were either easily blocked by the hermit and directly converted into information and decomposed, or destroyed by the same attack method. Against attacks against groups, the hermit could use the spirit realm to share some of the damage. Whether it was wind, rain, thunder, or lightning, it was all neutralized by the flowing pure light.
Leodorus tried every possible method. He even wanted to replicate the battle in the Forsaken Land and shatter the spirit world of a certain area, but he couldn't. In the areas where the hermits were active, the resilience and strength of the spirit world were enhanced, and the surrounding spirit world spaces seemed to come alive. No matter how much the outside world impacted them, they always stood firm.
boom! boom! boom!
Leodoro was interrupted time and time again. Every time he was about to charge up a counterattack, a hermit would appear nearby and interrupt his charge with a single basic attack. It was as if Leodoro was not facing a hermit, but the entire spirit world. His perception was delayed and suppressed, but the hermit seemed to be everywhere, accurately hitting every point that made Leodoro uncomfortable.
Even if Leodorus trades his injuries for the Hermit's, the Hermit will reappear unharmed moments later.
The spirit world is ultimately composed of information. Even though the hermit has consumed the high-level characteristics of the Perfect One's Path, he is still a pure information-state being. At this moment, he has partial authority over the spirit world and partial authority over the underworld. In his own territory, he seems to be one with heaven and earth, and any physical loss can be quickly replenished.
How to eliminate an information being in the ocean of information?
In the initial few battles between the gods, the hermit pretended to adapt to each other's methods.
Now, the hermit raised his right hand, and the nearby spirit realm began to stir. A powerful information storm directly blew away the Storm Lord, who was caught off guard.
He stopped his combo, giving Leodorus a chance to catch his breath. He stood still, his feet firmly planted in the air, seemingly waiting for Leodorus to make the first move, giving him a chance to unleash his full power.
"You're asking for it!"
Leodorus was so enraged by the hermit's dismissive attitude that his hair stood on end. Even though he had been somewhat suppressed before, it was because the hermit always attacked from the sidelines, using various methods to deflect and redirect his force, and never suppressed him in a pure clash of strength.
Leodorus gripped the trident in his hand. At this moment, the five oceans seemed to feel the wrath of the Lord of Storms. They broke away from the spirit realm and stood on the surface of the raging sea. The lightning that illuminated the entire raging sea surged wildly toward the spirit realm.
The damage caused by Leodoro this time far exceeded that of the past.
The hermit remained still, letting the lightning storm engulf him.
Although power is relative, the difference is absolute.
This intense attack lasted for a day and a night, and even the gods felt deeply exhausted.
Lightning flashed across the spirit world, chasing after the hermit and destroying all the spiritual imprints and information data he had left behind.
However, after the storm subsided, the hermit reappeared in the same spot, his figure becoming much more ethereal, but he recovered within a few breaths thanks to the replenishment from the spirit world.
Currently, there are no deities in the legitimate spiritual paths; the hermit is, in the spirit world, a half-deity of the spiritual paths.
The "bound god" might be able to sever the connection between the "hermit" and the spirit world, but would Torzner dare to do so?
Without targeted methods, the Hermit concealed himself, and even the slightly weaker Lord of Storms, no matter how hard he tried, could not threaten the Hermit's core. If it weren't for the danger in the starry sky, Leodorus wouldn't even be able to catch a whiff of the Hermit's exhaust.
The attack has no death or execution effect, no corresponding authority restrictions, and the damage from pure attack power cannot break through a certain threshold. How can you seriously injure the hermit?
"It's my turn."
The Hermit stretched out his hand, and streams of flowing information formed a dark spiral spike, carrying the power of death or destruction. It crossed space and directly locked onto the Lord of Storms on the raging sea. He had everything the Lord of Storms did not have, whether it was death or chaos.
"snort."
Leodorus snorted coldly, and the seawater transformed into a giant hand, dispersing the spiral spikes that seemed to grow from the sky.
The hermit was not in a hurry. His hands, which were behind his back, were transforming the power of the spirit world to restore his own spirituality and strength.
Time passed...
The Lord of Storms was already feeling tired and bored; his previous arrogance had turned into deep irritation.
Hermits can evade most attacks by maneuvering in the spirit realm; can the Lord of Storms do the same?
Even if they hide in the ocean, they can only endure the attacks. The five oceans cannot encompass the spirit world, but the spirit world covers the reality except for the land abandoned by the gods. If the hermit does not want to stop, the Lord of the Storm can only be beaten endlessly.
Leodorus wasn't stupid either. There was another ancient god who once held similar authority, namely the previous God of Death, the progenitor of the Phoenix, Greta Garley. At that time, the three ancient gods of the pan-human faction, who had not yet separated, did not really suffer much loss.
If the Elf King can do it, then so can He.
A tyrant would never beg for mercy, so Leodorus charged into the spirit world again. He didn't believe the hermit would keep fighting him; that would only expose more of his information and benefit the other gods.
As the hermit watched the Lord of Storms approach, his own data stream changed and reorganized, and his violent and dangerous aura expanded rapidly.
The Storm Lord's trident pierced the Hermit's chest, while the "Elf King's" lightning-forged spear also plunged deeply into the Storm Lord's chest.
This scene left the watching gods stunned.
Clearly, none of them expected that the Hermit, after resting easy, would exchange wounds with the Lord of Storms.
Shael drew his spear and kicked the Storm Lord, who was also somewhat surprised, out of the spirit realm. The lightning that had previously illuminated the entire raging sea reappeared, this time targeting the god who controlled the storm domain.
Boom boom boom!
The lightning didn't strike in one concentrated area, but instead covered the entire region, preventing any other entity from trying to take advantage of the situation.
Ignoring his wounds, Shael licked the real divine blood dripping from his spear, feeling a surge of intense satisfaction and pleasure. The knowledge contained in the blood was completely absorbed, making the mimicking Elf King even more real.
He stood in the spirit realm, in the posture of a "tyrant," his violent aura chaotic and dangerous, like a volcano about to erupt at any moment. He held a spear crackling with electricity in his hand, threatening all beings beyond Sequence 1 on both the northern and southern continents.
A full minute passed before Leodorus reappeared on the sea. His black armor was completely shattered, his face was gloomy, and he looked at the location where the "Hermit" had disappeared. In his eyes, besides anger, there was also a deeply hidden sense of surprise.
The divine qualities that had gathered within Him were reduced by a small amount, even if it was only a very small amount.