Read Novel Full Chapter 875: Chapter 588: Shock and Slaughter_2
Chapter 875: Chapter 588: Shock and Slaughter_2
Robert’s relentless advance completely ignited Yagyu Shouzaburou’s fury.
The golden bloodline surged within him, unleashing an extreme sharpness of sword intent.
At this moment, he seemed to merge with his katana, transforming into an indomitable blade, capable of breaking through any obstacle in the world.
Vast spiritual energy coursed through his body, and even under the pressure of the gravity distortion field, Yagyu Shouzaburou unleashed astonishing speed. His figure flickered ghost-like, while his katana radiated a dazzling white light. A similarly fierce blade light slashed out, colliding with Robert’s black blade light, and then he leapt up, engaging Robert in a fierce close-quarters battle.
His strikes were as fast as lightning, each one lethal, the sharp sword intent tearing through the air and leaving minute spatial rifts; his movements were unpredictable, constantly maneuvering around Robert in search of openings, each strike fueled by his entire strength.
This was the swordsmanship of the Yagyu Clan, one of the Empire’s top swordsmanship schools.
Unlike other Golden Bloodline wielders who controlled the power of elements, members of the Yagyu Clan are natural swordsmen. From the first time they wield a sword, their learning speed is dozens of times that of ordinary people.
With the added advantage of the golden bloodline, their sword intent is unparalleled in sharpness and possesses immense destructive power, cutting iron and gold with ease.
Yet, even when faced with such acute and unpredictable Yagyu swordsmanship, the seemingly cumbersome Black Dragon Armor demonstrated unimaginable agility and formidable technological foundation.
The armor was covered with an energy shield that precisely anticipated Yagyu Shouzaburou’s blade paths, adjusting the shield’s strength in real-time, firmly guarding every critical part of the armor to ensure its safety and integrity.
Even if a sword momentum occasionally broke through the shield, leaving shallow scratches on the Black Dragon Armor, the nanometer-level liquid silver repair capability could instantly smooth out the scratches, restoring the armor to its original state as if it had never been damaged.
What was even more astounding was that even the seemingly insignificant spikes and patterns on this piece of armor could instantly transform into weapon modules.
The gravity distortion field continued its suppression, spatial jumps occurred in an instant, ultra-high-frequency cutting blade lights were fiercely sharp, venomous spider-like light chains suddenly ensnared, while palm-nucleus cannons charged for bombardment…
A dizzying array of technological weapons appeared in succession, completely disrupting the spiritual energy combat rhythm that Yagyu Shouzaburou was familiar with, leaving him unprepared.
Their battle had long ceased to be a mere test of individual strength but was more like a peak collision between the spiritual ability system and a technological civilization.
On one side was top-notch swordsmanship empowered by the golden bloodline, unmatched in sharpness; on the other side was the ultimate armor formed by the fusion of diverse technologies, overwhelming in dominance. Each clash erupted with world-shattering power, and the entire snowfield trembled slightly amidst their fierce battle.
Such earth-shaking commotion quickly drew the attention of many on the battlefield.
“What is that?!”
Whether they were soldiers of the Moon Ghost Army or warriors at the Ice Extreme Pass, all eyes were drawn to the imposing Black Dragon Armor, filled with deep shock.
Clang—
Ran Tu swung the Heaven-piercing Halberd, forcibly pushing back the Tier Six warrior of the Moon Ghost Army in front of him. His peripheral vision accidentally swept over the battlefield of Robert and Yagyu Shouzaburou, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes.
Robert… even possesses such a thing?
Coming from the Ran Family of the Golden Clan, where more than seventy percent of the males join the military, he was well-acquainted with the various types of equipment used by the Royal Army.
Powered armor, combat mechs, stellar armor…
These were all common combat equipment in the army. However, apart from the stellar armor that could barely fit Tier Six Spiritualists for space combat, most other equipment was used by Low-tier Spiritualists or ordinary warriors with outstanding physical abilities.
At the level of high-end tier-seven combat power, this equipment not only failed to provide assistance but became a burden, hindering the normal release of spiritual energy.
But this Black Dragon Armor on Robert completely overturned his understanding.
The dazzling array of weapon modules, comparable to the terrifying strength of a tier-seven Golden Bloodline Martial Artist, coupled with its seemingly invincible defense and repair capabilities, far surpassed the highest levels of the existing Empire’s armor.
Ran Tu knew that Robert had two Rune Spears capable of killing tier-seven foes, with power even surpassing the legendary Ten Great Guns. But those two guns were ultimately standalone entities, perhaps relics of some ancient civilization, and not surprising.
However, this Black Dragon Armor was different.
It was clearly a fusion of multiple advanced technologies, prominently showcasing the defense architecture of powered armor, the precise control of Spirit Race mechs, the nanotechnology of stellar armor, and even the energy core of an unknown civilization.
If this type of armor were to be mass-produced, it might even shake the spiritual ability system that the Empire currently relies on for survival, altering the existing power structure!
In stark contrast to the intense standoff among the three top powerhouses, the overall situation on the battlefield had already turned into a one-sided crush.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh—
Ripples of space appeared throughout the battlefield, as elite warriors of the Moluo Race appeared ghost-like behind the rear formations of the Moon Ghost Army.
Their weapons swirled with the fierce power of space, incredibly sharp, and those protective energy shields that the Spirit Mages prided themselves on were as fragile as paper under the cutting of the power of space. They were easily pierced, and the sharp blades plunged straight into the mages’ vital spots, with blood gushing out, instantly reddening the snow underfoot.