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Lafa couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

Such self-healing ability left him in awe.

The doubt in his eyes deepened, how could a Transcendent of the Destiny Faction have such a strong recovery power?

This was the first time Chen Lun used "Molting" in battle, and the result was unexpectedly good; the Sanity Value in the Maggie Statue reduced only a little.

The only downside was that his clothes were gone.

Not wishing to become an exhibitionist, he used his scales to cover certain parts of his body, making him look more like a humanoid monster.

Chen Lun glanced discreetly around, the square was now empty, and the onlookers had retreated to a far distance.

He muttered to himself that it was time.

"Your Majesty Lafa, have you ever heard of the '100% Bomber'?"

He whispered to Lafa, face to face.
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Lafa looked puzzled.

"It means someone who has a 100% hit rate with bombs, a feat even more impressive than a sniper... Unfortunately for you, your enemy is just such a professional."

"..."

Chen Lun's hand flickered.

A tennis ball-sized metal sphere appeared in his palm.

Lafa frowned slightly, suddenly feeling a sense of danger from this strange object to his incarnation.

Time ticked, in the blink of an eye.

A one-time Supernatural Incendiary Bomb!

"Incendiary Bomb - Coronal Flash"!

"Detonate."

Boom!

A blinding flash, expanding then contracting.

Then with a thunderous explosion, it turned into a giant flame mushroom, exploding in Bradley Square.

Supernatural Flame engulfed the entire square, luckily most of the onlookers were far enough away not to be affected.

"You bastard..."

From within the flames, Lafa's voice could faintly be heard, grinding his teeth.

"Oh my Sun! What has happened in the square?!"

"Hurry and take a look, the noise was too loud."

"Fire! It's all fire! By the Sun, why is this happening?!"

In Bradley Square, fierce flames raged everywhere, like a giant bonfire.

The water from the fountain couldn't douse these flames, instead, it was evaporated by the heat into thick steam that clouded the view.

The carriages that had been parked in the square were long gone, reduced to ashes, and some horses that had broken free ran wild, causing a wave of cries and shouts.

All eyes were on the center of the square.

On the ruined cobblestone ground, two men stood facing each other, tens of meters apart.

Both were ablaze with fire, their bodies covered in monstrous and terrifying wounds.

But what was strange was that one man's injuries were healing at a visible rate, while the other's back split open, and a complete body emerged from it.

It was as if two undying and immortal monsters had just fought a fierce battle.

"I think I remember you, Mr. Diviner... your name is Jack, isn't it? The Sun-avoiding Potted Plant and its container... it was you who took them... Hmm, you're also the one who destroyed the churches in Emerald Town and Amber City."

Lafa said softly.

His expression was calm, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

Suddenly, Lafa showed a look of regret, lifting his hand to examine it.

"What a pity, the power of this incarnation is almost exhausted, and moreover..."

He then looked up towards a certain direction.

If not for the illusion, Chen Lun could have sworn he saw a trace of gravity on Lafa's face.

"You've done well to get this far. I'll give you a parting gift before I go."

Lafa turned his head back towards Chen Lun.

Buzzing...

A fine, eerie trembling began, and Lafa slowly lowered his head while a segment of spinal bone protruded from the back of his neck.

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It spread Its five pale fingers, reaching behind, and slowly drew a spine as white as jade. Its bone segments were evenly spaced and barbed, forming the shape of a bone sword in Lafa's hand.

Then, a shadow from nowhere cast itself upon the bone sword in Its hand.

The shape of the bone sword began to change.

As if a framework was suddenly filled with color, it instantly transformed into a broadsword with a black and red blade. The hilt and guard sparkled with a strange, dazzling light, while the blade itself resembled a thick Blood River. Waves of blood accompanied by endless wails flowed and wriggled on its surface.

"Is this... the [Super A Level Mysterious Object - Desecrated Holy Sword]? No... this is just a projection!"

Even as a projection, in the hands of a Saint, it would unleash terrifying power.

Fear flashed in Chen Lun's eyes as he thought to himself, this is bad.

His [Spiritual Intuition] began to issue dire warnings! An extremely terrifying omen of death descended!

Lafa looked directly at Chen Lun, revealing a smile.

Its figure started to become translucent and gradually vanished. Chen Lun knew that It was heading to the Spirit World, the realm where high beings traveled.

But during this process, Lafa raised the projection of the Holy Sword high, and the Blood River on the blade began to boil.

The next moment!

The dark red sword descended, and a sword light like a crimson curtain thunderously fell!

All sound vanished.

The feedback from Chen Lun's [Spiritual Intuition] reached its limit, and his mind was left with only a single terrified scream—

Death! Death! Death!!

Chen Lun felt his soul trembling. He took a difficult step forward, attempting to use his high-speed movement to dodge, but was shocked to find his vision engulfed in a tide of blood with no escape.

But he did not choose to face the slaughter.

He still held a trump card in his hand—[Wake of Insects]!

[Spiritual Intuition] told him that this [S Level Mysterious Object] was his only chance at life.

Just as Chen Lun decided to use this trump card to resist the terrifying incoming Blood River,

"Don't you dare harm him!!"

An ethereal yet furious voice came through.

Chen Lun turned his head and saw Floey floating in mid-air, her whole body radiating black light, like a goddess.

From behind her, countless dead and dark purple vines unfurled, forming a huge Sunflower, in the center of which was an indistinct blurry human face.

The Sunflower swayed, and the blurry face took on a fierce expression.

"So what if you are a Saint? Dare to harm him, and you must die!"

Floey's pale golden hair fluttered as the black silk on her face fell off at some point, revealing a holy yet cold expression.

Her tightly shut eyes then opened to reveal deep, pitch-black eyes.

She raised her hand and waved it.

Numerous thick, pitch-black dead trees sprouted from the ground, each covered with the faces of the tormented and wailing dead, intertwining and overlapping, instantly forming a "high wall" in front of Chen Lun.

Death and decay, heavy and oppressive.

Boom!!!

The crimson curtain struck down upon the black high wall, emitting a deafening, terrifying roar.

A burst of blinding, bizzare light followed, the dark red intertwining with the dark purple, blotting out the sky.

Many onlookers from afar, upon seeing this scene, screamed and covered their eyes, collapsing to the ground.

Some became delirious and lost their sanity from the shock.

Viscount Pompey, at the last moment, turned away, holding his wife and daughter close, preventing them from continuing to look and thus sparing them from the calamity.

The five members of Polaris all cried out in unison, feeling a piercing pain spreading from their eyes to their brains.

[You have witnessed a High Sequence supernatural power! You are hit by the aftermath! Sanity -5!]

[You have entered a state of madness!]

The five players immediately lost control, flailing their limbs wildly in place like madmen.

But their own consciousness was not affected, and they started to complain in the chat room.

"—Damn! I feel like I've got Parkinson's, I just can't stop! Help me!"

"—You talk as if I'm fine. (Unamused expression)"

"—Continue the music, keep dancing! Why do I find that you guys actually dance pretty well, hilarious, dance machine."

"—Su Keying, record this."

"—Got it."