On the other side, Athena also struggled to get up, but a ferocious sword scar stretched from her neck to her abdomen, almost slicing her perfect body in two.
A thick black liquid, resembling crude oil, adhered to her wound, wriggling slightly at a speed almost imperceptible to the naked eye, carrying highly corrosive properties as it eroded towards her internal organs.
The injury on her waist had not yet healed, and now she had suffered another severe wound. Even Athena, with her deep foundation, couldn’t help but furrow her brows.
Dragon’s Son... does he actually lack Dragon Attributes?
No, there is an effect, just not obvious...
Realizing that her Concept Weapon hadn’t produced the expected restraining effect, Athena’s mind raced, and her eyes narrowed.
No more delays are possible; another part of her strength was stolen. If this continues, the enemy will only grow stronger!
Limited by her energy level, many overloaded Authorities were unusable. Athena gripped the spear in her hand, letting go of the shield, ready to end this fierce battle with an unconventional burst of strength.
The discarded shield dissolved into countless golden particles, naturally dissipating in the air. Athena raised her hand and softly called.
In an instant, countless rays of golden light gathered in her outstretched palm, condensing into a ten-centimeter tall golden figure with wings and flowing robes, lifelike.
However, this seemingly harmless little figure caused Zhu Haomiao’s entire body to freeze with goosebumps, an overpowering sense of despair welling up against which he could not resist.
She is the embodiment of victory!
An irresistible [Cause and Effect]!
In the unseen depths, Zhu Haomiao saw the image of a golden spear piercing through his chest, a scene of his own defeat!
It was not a prophecy, nor an illusion, but the future’s [Effect]!
But after a fleeting terror, unparalleled excitement and frenzy surged in his mind, urging Zhu Haomiao to experience this fatal injury!
The Victory Goddess floated in mid-air, Athena gripped the spear tightly with both hands, pouring in her divinity without reservation.
[Invincible Penetration]!
One terrifying Law Rune after another gathered on the spear’s shaft, spiraling like patterns, covering all the way to the tip.
The entire golden spear gradually transcended the physical, becoming a Concept Weapon destined to kill, its edge pointed directly at the young man in black not far away.
Finally, the Victory Goddess, as if forged from gold, descended onto the spear’s zenith, attaching the final layer of concept to it.
A spirited and light cheer sounded in his ears, Zhu Haomiao released the Eight-sided Han Sword from his hand, gently opening his arms as if to embrace the incoming deadly blow.
Might as well enjoy...
Without any warning, Zhu Haomiao was struck in the chest as if hit by a cannonball, his whole body forming a C-shape as he flew out, with a golden spear piercing through his heart, entering from the front and exiting the back.
The extremely condensed energy left no trace, serving all its destructive force within the target’s body. Zhu Haomiao flew back only a few meters before landing on the ground, pinned by the spear, his body twitching spasmodically beyond control.
"Pressing me to such an extent, you should be proud, fierce beast."
Walking slowly to the side of the young man in black, Athena lifted her chin arrogantly, gripping the spear with a reverse grip, ready to pull out the weapon.
But in her astonished eyes, Zhu Haomiao caught the spear’s tip in one hand, slowly lifting his gaze to look at her with a smile.
Without the expected despair or helplessness, the young man in black’s sickly smile was disturbingly twisted, and his spiraling dark pupils seemed like a window to the Abyss, causing Athena to become dizzy and dazed after just a brief look.
It felt as if her soul was being forcibly pulled out by an external force, spinning wildly, causing Athena to stagger and nearly collapse to the ground without the spear’s support.
"Useless struggle! You’re already defeated! Already dead!!"
Gripping the spear tightly, Athena let out an angry roar, and several translucent Divine Runes appeared on Zhu Haomiao’s body surface.
But in the next moment, no longer suppressing the desires in his heart, the young man in black let the dark light from his consciousness flood out freely.
Spiritual Power descended into reality, unrestrainedly twisting and altering everything.
Visible to the naked eye, dark particles spread from the soul to the material layer, transforming into unnameable dark flames that burned fiercely.
The ground trembled, and within a few miles, small deceased objects floated uncontrollably, Athena gritted her teeth, pressing down on the golden spear, but still couldn’t stop the young man in black from slowly ascending and floating.
The Divine Concept Runes floating on the surface of his body trembled violently, with the high-dimensional struggle projecting onto the real layer, making the originally ethereal patterns shatter and explode like real entities, cracking into spiderweb-like fissures fine as hairs.
In contrast to the golden patterns, the blood-red Runes slowly surfaced on Zhu Haomiao’s body.
The materialized force of [Anger] clashed with the [God Slaying] Runes, gradually crushing them into fragments.
This Concept Weapon was not a perfect match in profession; strictly speaking, Zhu Haomiao currently didn’t possess the attributes of a God.
Instantly, a pink mist penetrated the skin, condensing into Law Runes filled with boundless vitality.
In a light explosion, the [Instant Death] Rune slowly shattered, leaving only the last and strongest pattern still struggling to hold on.
Seeing that both hands couldn’t suppress Zhu Haomiao, for the first time, a trace of panic appeared in Athena’s ever-serene eyes, urging on her last power with a soft call.
Golden light gathered, and the lifelike Victory Goddess descended onto the spear, resembling a mountain, instantly halting Zhu Haomiao’s slow levitation.
The golden spear wildly trembled under the strain of their battle of wills, the toe-just-off-the-ground young man in black slightly lowered his head, overlooking the beautiful woman gritting her teeth tightly.
"What a frail divinity."
In a low whisper full of pride, Zhu Haomiao smirked, curling the corners of his mouth, and reached out to lift Athena’s fair chin, forcing her to raise her head little by little.
Deep within the dark eyes, countless purple-gold threads spread, exuding a terrifying Divine Suppression.
The ethereal purple-gold threads condensed in reality, outlining an incomprehensible and majestic pattern.
A mournful cry echoed in the ears of both, the Victory Goddess pressing on the golden spear’s tip twisted and deformed, like being squeezed into a ball by invisible giant hands.
The Divine Rune representing [Victory] exploded resoundingly, and Zhu Haomiao, free from all restraints, erupted a halo of black light, like an abyss swallowing all light, behind him with a burst.
Gazing at the young man in black floating before her, a trace of despair gleamed in Athena’s crystal-clear pupils.
What kind of terrifying abyss is this...
Why is he able to unleash to such an extent?