Mystical Journey - chapter-760-trump-card-2
Chapter 760: Trump Card 2
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Recently, he had looked back upon his past transmigrations. If potential
points were the energy to be used as consumption for his body, then the
experiences he needed to amass to form a Soul Seed were the potential
points he used to upgrade his body to the limit, which were converted to
energy for his soul and stored. This was a gathering process that was
extreme to the limit, but this was also the only way for him to reach a
There were two more important reasons as to why he did not immediately
boost his attributes.
If he activated the Fifth Star and reached the highest limit for his
attributes, then he would need to consume a large amount of life force.
The little bit of vigor that Slaughtering Hands provided were nowhere
enough. Once his life force was damaged, he could achieve a similar
effect as restoration through supplementing his vitality with potential
Another point was that when he activated the Fifth Star, no matter how
high the basic quality of his body was, the current highest limit for his
body was at an average of 30 points. Since it could not increase, then it
was much more useful as resources for recovery.
After the dispute in his heart, he looked up at the Death Apostles in the
“Let’s go, we’re going to meet some of the most powerful people in
the Blood Union.”
“This should be the century’s highest summit meeting…”
He quickly followed.
The night wind caused the rain to come down in sheets. The drizzle was
like slanted lines pelting the people below.
Even so, no one dared to speak loudly at this moment.
Garen and AG walked closer and closer and finally stood on a hill,
looking down on the Death Apostles.
This was an arrogant attitude but the Death Apostles did not show any
displeasure at this. To think that the Death Apostles who were used to
being arrogant in their daily lives were now being looked down on by
Garen, yet incredibly, these proud Death Apostles did not show any
unpleasantness on their faces. Instead, their expressions slowly calmed
down and seemed even steadier.
The Blood Breeds opened up the encirclement and the people from Holy Fist
Palace quickly got out and gathered behind Garen and AG. Upon Garen’s
orders, even Tu Lan evacuated this place.
Very quickly, there were only the four Death Apostles, Garen and AG left
staring at one another in the rain.
The only spectator left on the scene was Hochman, clutching the mask in
His body was stiff from being sandwiched between two great pressuring
auras. The mask in his hand was still trembling as though it was trying
“The twelve masks are here,” the Death Apostle, Mongo spoke. “You
did come for the masks.” He stared at Garen’s eyes on top of the hill
without averting his gaze.
Yet, Garen looked indifferent to his words.
“Since you guys have spent so much effort in baiting me here, whatever
means you have, use them all.”
He stepped forward.
Countless shadows emerged from his feet. As though there were countless
tentacles or tails spreading down the hill, they soon covered the area
where the Death Apostles stood.
The rain was blown away by the impact of the shadows. The shadows were
swaying, giving off a demonic feeling.
Suddenly, the Death Apostle Mongo stepped forward. The ground where the
four stood began to shake.
The earth was rent and countless cracks appeared. Lavas slowly gushed out
from the cracks and formed ruddy glowing rivers.
Under the intense shaking, a blood-red longsword made its appearance.
The long sword was two meters long with a bloody eye etched on both the
blade and the hilt. The blade was covered in black threads weaving into
Mongo smiled and reached for the hilt.
At this moment, the remaining three Death Apostles turned into lava and
gathered on the sword in his hand, forming three rings that constantly
revolved slowly around the sword.
“Final Holy Technique….Red Light Sky.”
Mongo raised the sword, with its tip pointing towards the sky.
With the sound of an explosion, a red bolt of lightning came crashing
down on the hill where Garen and AG stood.
An intense red light shone and nothing could be made out for an instant.
Not even Garen could have expected that this attack would come from the
Countless strands of red lightning wound around Garen and stabbed at his
skin like swords. AG was pushed away by him at the first sign of danger.
Chi Chi Chi!
Suddenly, a white ring accompanied by dark shadows appeared around Garen
and instantly broke through the red lightning.
After the lightning dispersed, Garen stood there unharmed with his left
hand stretched out. The transparent wind was swirling on his hand. It was
a special skill that used high-speed vibrations together with aura.
This was a godly secret technique.
The original Waterbird Fist Profound Dual Blade.
Although they were the same Dual Blade, the effects produced by Garen and
Hochman was as different as heaven and earth.
“Red Light Sky… It’s finally presentable…” Garen slightly shook
his hand and the cyclone around his hand flew out and expanded in
mid-air, increasing its rotary speed and turning into a whirlwind of
countless sharp air blades.
Mongo waved the red sword and dispersed the air blades.
He leaped forward, heading towards Garen with his body almost parallel to
Surprisingly, Mongo did not concern himself with the fact that his final
technique had been blocked. His body turned into a red line and appeared
in front of Garen like a red streak of lightning with the tip of his
sword pointed towards Garen’s abdomen. A dark red liquid-like flame
wavered along the blade of the sword.
Garen stretched out his right hand and was about to block it before his
instincts warned him of a crisis. Knowing that one hand alone could not
handle the incoming attack, his left hand also stretched out.
With a dull sound, a shockwave, revealed by the rain, spread out,
accompanied by aura. Hochman, who was hiding nearby, took the brunt of
the shockwave and coughed up a mouthful of blood. He flew and smashed
into a hill, sinking into it. The mask also flew out of his grip and it
headed straight for the masks in Garen’s box.
When Garen and Mongo confronted each other, Mongo did not show any
expressions. With the red sword in his hand, his speed, power and combat
mentality seemed to have been increased by several times, and even the
recovery rate of his body had reached a horrifying point. He could still
fight like this under the area that was suppressed by the Dragonshadow
In this close combat battle, he waved the red sword and drew trails of
bloody lines, fighting on equal foot with Garen who had activated the
In the fight between these two people, shockwaves rippled and the sound
of thunder constantly shook the ground. If there were ordinary people
here, just the sound of thunder could cripple their minds.
As time went by, Garen slightly gained the upper hand. His current
strength was still slightly stronger than the opponent. After activating
the First Star, he had fourteen points which were a terrifying level of
power for the Death Apostle.
Mongo received a hit and flew out. His face was pale and his chest was
slightly sunken. Apparently, his chest had taken a punch.
While in mid-air, he crushed a red ball on the sword.
With a poof, the red orb burst open and turned into countless red dots of
light, gathering on his body. At this moment, his body glowed red. It
wasn’t truly a glow, but just a reflection of light from the sword upon
his body which had turned bloody, as though he was a corpse that had been
skinned. Looking from afar, it was as though his body was glowing.
The strength of the sacred weapon summoned by the four Death Apostles,
Red Light Sky, did not lie in improving the overall combat capability but
converting the supply of blood essence of the sword wielder into an eerie
At the moment when the red ball was broken, a little bit of dark golden
light appeared on Mongo’s sword blade. That light was only the size of
a thumb and looked insignificant, but it gave off an extremely dangerous
He fell on a hill with a crashing sound and with both legs on the ground,
he kicked off and charged towards Garen once again.
With this high-speed movement, Garen’s speed was not as fast as him and
he had just gotten out of a crater. Facing this slash, the blade appeared
instantly in front of Garen’s face and was about to stab into his head.
“Second Star…..” Garen’s both hands moved to stop the blade.
At this moment, there was a sudden pain in his head; a terrifying and
massive mental force burst out from behind him. When the attack first
made its appearance, it instantly appeared in his mind as though it was
destined to hit when it appeared.
This familiar feeling….
An unprecedented sense of crisis suddenly appeared in his heart but Garen
Since he knew there was an ambush, would he come here without making any
“Finally came out….” almost at the same moment when he was hit by
the mental attack, Garen widened his eyes. A golden light flashed by in
The cries of a bird sounded and charged into a shadow behind him.
“Unlimited Holy Cry!”
There was a giggle and the figure of a slender girl flew out instantly
from the shadow, landing a short distance away. She still wore the same
short black skirt and black stockings. Her black hair fluttered and her
face which was white as jade gave off an evil and mischievous feeling.
The mental attack of Holy Phoenix charged at her but was blocked by an
invisible barrier. The two offset each other and produced a strong
“Long time no see, Garen,” Nadia opened her right hand and a large
slender long sword appeared in her hand. The large sword was dyed in
blood as though it had just been used to kill.
At this moment, a dark golden light flashed.
Garen’s pupils contracted. Before him, the dark golden light on
Mongo’s blade flew out and fiercely stabbed towards his forehead.
‘This is not a power that belongs to this world!! Dodge!!’ Black
Sethe’s anxious voice sounded beside his ears, but it was too late.
Garen watched as the dark golden color flew towards him and hit in
between his eyebrows.
The only thing he could do was to muster all the power in his body. The
terrifying aura of the Fifth Star burst out.
Without a sound, a circle of black nine-headed Dragonshadow burst out
with Garen at the center. The immense Dragonshadow aura surged and Mongo
flew away like a fired cannonball, looking as though he had been hit by a
Countless Dragonshadow gave off silent roars and instantly occupied an
area spanning hundreds of meters in the rain.
Nadia smiled and looked at the Dragonshadow in the sky without making a
move. The frenzied aura blew her long hair to the right. Gently
stretching out her hand, she seemed to want to touch the Dragonshadow
that passed by her side, her eyes showing a tinge of nostalgia.
“Only I, the Nine-Headed Dragon Queen, understood the will of Dragon
King the best,” Looking at the dark figures in the sky, her lips curled
into a smile. “Garen, you’re finished.”
Just then, the ground beneath her feet swelled and an unimaginably
powerful suction force came out of nowhere, aiming for Nadia.
A large gray-black hand that was tens of meters wide rushed out from the
ground and grabbed at Nadia.