Read Novel Full Chapter 195: Morost, Death!
Chapter 195: Chapter 195: Morost, Death!
Dark Forest, the shadowed corners
Qin Tian looked up at the sky, small warships skimmed past, spitting beams of fire, screams and explosions echoed through the forest.
"This really is a dimensional reduction strike~"
Qin Tian couldn’t help but sigh, in front of the Royal Fleet, the Dark Elves were just like the Indians of the past, only to be slaughtered by endless artillery fire.
Moreover, the space fleet of Elf Star was not fully assembled, with only a cruiser-class battleship accompanied by a batch of assault ships and frigates, this was merely a task group configuration in a real space battle.
The Empire’s most terrifying fleet was centered around a main ship, paired with multiple Titan class battleships, countless other warships filled the ranks.
Of course, such an invincible fleet only existed in the Central Star Realm, firmly held by the royal family.
At this moment Qin Tian suddenly thought of the war on Alpha 7 Star.
Back then the Empire’s enemy was the Beastmen.
Beastmen also had a long history, despite their technology being inferior to the Empire, they too had their own space fleet.
The target both sides fought over was the Flame Crystal Ore, and the Flame Crystal Marrow that could aid Tier Seven Fire Element Spiritualists in their breakthroughs.
Though precious, it was not worth an all-out war.
Therefore, both humans and Beastmen exercised restraint in deploying forces, mostly engaging in ground warfare, with low intensity.
But against Dark Elves lacking air superiority, even just the frigates and assault ships were enough to bathe them in blood.
"The Dark Elves are done for, now it depends on whether Alan and the others can successfully slay Morost."
Qin Tian gazed at the distant sky, the terrifying energy fluctuations even from afar made him feel alarmed, the grand melee of Tier Six and Tier Seven wasn’t something he could partake in.
"I should honestly focus on harvesting evolution points."
Qin Tian restrained his aura and body temperature, in the night, even the Empire’s warship’s advanced radar system couldn’t detect his presence.
The Dark Forest was vast, with countless Dark Elves and Black Beasts, even if the fleet had high killing efficiency, it wasn’t something that could be accomplished in a short time.
Furthermore, at the border, there were many Tier Four, Tier Five, and even Tier Six Dark Elves stationed, who wouldn’t be easily killed by the warship’s beams, and even had the capability to shoot down small warships.
In this situation, the surviving Dark Creatures were elites, which was advantageous for Qin Tian’s precise hunting.
Bam~
A bullet easily pierced through the head of a Tier Five Dark Elf
Qin Tian glanced up at a frigate with its cockpit pierced by arrows yet still flying steadily, he nodded slightly and then disappeared into the shadows.
Inside the warship’s cockpit, the pilot Liu Lei looked at an arrow stuck just an inch from his eyes, trapped by the electromagnetic energy shield, breaking into a cold sweat instantly.
"Close one~"
Liu Lei pushed the lever, guiding the warship upwards to avoid a second arrow.
However, to his surprise, arrows no longer appeared, and the red dot representing life energy on the radar quickly dimmed.
Liu Lei switched the map view, clearly seeing a headless corpse below on the display screen, with a bow clutched in its hand and arrows scattered all over.
"Dead?"
Liu Lei was puzzled, nearby was only his frigate, so who killed that powerful Dark Elf?
......
Qin Tian moved through the forest, hunting while observing the battle.
Under the firepower strikes of the warships, Dark Elves and Black Beasts below Tier Four had no means of resistance, whether they weren’t blasted apart by missiles, they were turned into sieves by various laser weapons.
However, those above Tier Five, especially those Dark Elves skilled in archery, or Elf Mages, not only could they protect themselves, but they could also pose a threat and even destroy warships.
Powerful Spiritualists were not lambs to be slaughtered by warships.
In this world, Spiritual Energy and technology coexist, at lower levels, technological means could crush Spiritualists, but at higher levels, the importance of Spiritual Energy became increasingly prominent.
The topmost Spiritualists could single-handedly face an entire fleet, technological means could no longer threaten them, only Spiritualists were qualified to stand against them.
Evolution Points +2498
Evolution Points +3477
Evolution Points +5690
...
On the system panel, the evolution points continuously refreshed
The barrel of the Shadowstrike was slightly warm, while it emitted a faint strange fluctuation, nourishing the firearm with the Soul of the Gun God amidst constant slaughter, enhancing the overall material performance.
On a future day, when the slaughter has accumulated to a certain degree, the Shadowstrike will awaken its exclusive Gun Spirit, and the metallic material will possess extraordinary properties.
By then, with the enhancements from Shadowstrike and various talents, even a Tier Seven warrior could be instantly killed with one shot.
"Take it slowly, I believe this time won’t be too far away."
Qin Tian gently caressed the delicate, cold barrel, his gaze looking into the distance.
There, too, ought to reach a verdict of victory.
...
Alan’s Moon Silver Longsword sliced through the void, seven strands of Moonlight Sword Qi emerged like silver dragons from the sea, heading straight for Morost’s face.
Simultaneously, Eastern Cloud Sea formed a seal with both hands, a massive Azure Wood Rune Array appeared beneath the feet of the Wooden Great Buddha, whose wooden fist, carrying the force of ten thousand pounds, crashed down towards Morost’s back.
The evil energy around Morost surged madly, condensing into a black shield, attempting to resist the dual attack.
"Boom!"
The Moonlight Sword Qi and the Wooden Fist simultaneously struck the shield, exploding into a dazzling light.
The black shield instantly became riddled with cracks, Morost was shaken by the powerful impact, causing his qi and blood to surge, black blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. He roared, swinging the Evil Energy Long Halberd towards Alan in an attempt to first eliminate this nearby threat.
Alan nimbly leaped, the longsword drawing a graceful arc under the moonlight, piercing precisely at the weak point of the halberd.
The long halberd and the longsword clashed, sparks flew, Alan used the force to spin, with the sword’s edge leaving a long scratch on Morost’s Evil Armor.
Eastern Cloud Sea seized the opportunity, shooting a cyan light beam from the Great Buddha’s forehead, piercing through Morost’s defenses and sending him flying into the air.
Before Morost could regain his footing, Alan was already closing in like a shadow, the Moon Silver Longsword transforming into thousands of moonlight strands, forming a net of light that enveloped him.
Morost swung the long halberd wildly, trying to cut through the light net, but Alan’s swordsmanship was impeccable, each attack precisely finding his weaknesses, the net tightened around him, leaving numerous wounds on his body.
With the joint efforts of the Tier Seven Elf and Tier Six Holy Blood, Morost’s situation grew increasingly dire, now at the brink of life and death.
Boom!
The Wooden Great Buddha, controlled by Eastern Cloud Sea, was suppressing his left shoulder, while Alan’s Moon Silver Longsword pierced through his right rib, where Forest Green Spiritual Energy and the Power of Holy Blood were fiercely shredding the wounds.
Morost roared, shattering the longsword and reaching with his black claw towards Alan’s throat.
Alan dodged aside, the sword’s edge tracing seven phantom images, instantly tearing five bone-deep wounds across his chest.
At the same time, Eastern Cloud Sea’s condensed Azure Wood Light Arrow pierced the Evil God’s phantom, pinning him to the seething mountainside.
"Cough, cough!"
Morost coughed up blood crazily, the chaotic evil energy rampaging within him, worsening his wounds.
"Sarantir, Eastern Cloud Sea."
Watching as the two figures drew closer, Morost displayed a grim, resolute smile, hundreds of years of memories passed like a carousel in his mind: his frustrated youth, the elf girl he fancied marrying another, the clan leader position originally his given to his more talented younger brother...
He was unwilling, angry, desperate, finally lured by the Evil God Followers, turning to Slaanesh Evil God, thus beginning a century-long internal war among the elves.
Morost did not regret his decision, he had already exacted a bloody price from those who hurt him.
This life––was enough.
"Sarantir, junior, you are not yet qualified to kill me."
Morost looked at Alan, his eyes bloodshot, then the rampant evil energy surged within him, unleashing a terrifying wave.
"Not good, he’s going to self-destruct!"
Alan and Eastern Cloud Sea’s expressions changed, without a moment’s hesitation, they immediately activated their Spirit Shields.
Boom!!!!!!!!
A blinding violet light tore through the firmament, Morost’s body transformed into countless blades within the evil energy vortex, where space collapsed inch by inch.
Alan’s Moon Silver Shield rippled layer upon layer, cracks spread like a spider’s web rapidly, while Eastern Cloud Sea’s Wooden Spiritual Shield sizzled as it was corroded by the evil energy.
The two were blown away by the shock wave, crashing into the distant mountain like kites severed from their strings, their Spirit Shields shattered upon impact.
The entire area of a hundred miles trembled violently, trees were pulverized, magma spewed from beneath the earth, intertwining with the surging evil energy into a black and purple sea of flames.
In the shattered space, numerous black rifts exhaled chaotic breath, grinding everything on the surface into dust.
The giant black hole formed at the center of the explosion greedily devoured the lingering energy, and long after, only a scorched, barren, deathly silence remained here.