Chapter 387: Heaven Forge—A New Combination Is Coming!

He raised his left hand toward the celestial bodies floating above him.

Several asteroids immediately accelerated along their orbital paths, leaving golden-white trails through the air as they descended toward the trapped phantoms.

FWHOOOOOOSH!

The leading asteroid struck the first ancestral warrior directly in the chest.

BOOOOOOM!

Its enormous body was thrown backward, crashing into the phantoms standing behind it as the impact released a violent shockwave.

Before those warriors could recover, the remaining asteroids descended.

BOOM! BOOOOM! KRRRRAAAACK!

One struck the ground between two phantoms, opening a wide crater as the resulting explosion tore through their lower bodies, while another smashed directly into a phantom’s head and shattered its crimson manifestation.

The surviving warriors desperately struggled against the gravitational pressure, attempting to escape before the next celestial body reached them.

However, Luke continued directing the asteroids through the crowded formation, using their destructive impacts to break apart the ancestral bodies while the surrounding gravitational field prevented the Orcs from scattering.

"AAAAARGHH!"

"HELP US!"

The cries of the trapped Orcs spread across the battlefield, while the nearby commanders watched another section of their army being destroyed.

Brukha’s expression became increasingly furious.

"UZGOR! STOP HIM!"

Hearing her order, Uzgor immediately raised his enormous spear.

"ANCESTRAL SPEAR!"

FWHOOOOOSH!

A concentrated crimson spear projection shot toward Luke, its sharp tip tearing through the air as it approached his exposed side.

Unfortunately, a dark spatial ripple suddenly appeared between them.

The black-halo Vorthar clone emerged from the distortion, intercepting the spear’s trajectory before extending its right hand.

However, instead of using Void Horizon again, the clone concentrated a different Authority along the edge of its palm.

"Energy Severance"

A thin black line appeared across its hand.

Then the clone swung its arm downward.

SHHHHRAAAK!

The incoming spear projection split apart along the path of the Severance, its concentrated energy breaking into two unstable streams that rushed past the clone on either side.

BOOM! BOOOOM!

Both streams struck the distant ground, throwing earth and shattered stones into the air as the remaining energy exploded.

"What?!"

Uzgor stared in disbelief.

However, before he could launch another attack, the black-halo clone disappeared again.

FWHOOOSH!

It reappeared beside the commander’s two-hundred-foot ancestral phantom, its armored fist already moving toward the side of his enormous body.

BAAAAAANG!

The blow struck Uzgor’s waist, forcing the phantom to stagger as the impact released a powerful shockwave.

Although the damage wasn’t enough to seriously injure a Peak B-Rank warrior, Luke immediately followed the attack with a different technique.

"Seal of Silence"

White-gold threads suddenly appeared around Uzgor’s right arm, rapidly weaving across the ancestral markings responsible for channeling energy into his spear.

"UGH! WHAT IS THIS?!"

The commander’s attempt to manifest another weapon immediately faltered, and before he could tear apart the threads, the clone drove its left palm toward his chest.

"Physical Severance"

SHHHHRAAAK!

A black line tore across the ancestral phantom’s torso, opening a deep wound through its manifested flesh.

"AAAAARGHH!"

Uzgor stumbled backward, his expression twisting with pain as the damage transferred through the ancestral connection and injured his original body.

Blood spilled from his mouth.

"YOU BASTARD!"

He immediately gathered his remaining strength, forcing crimson energy through the damaged tattoos until the white-gold threads began tearing apart.

KRRRKKK!

However, the clone had already retreated through Void Step.

Uzgor could only watch as the seventy-foot Titan disappeared, leaving him clutching his injured chest while the wound across his ancestral phantom continued leaking crimson energy.

"WHAT ARE THOSE THINGS?!"

High above the battlefield, Gorzak stared at the destruction unfolding beneath the dome, his earlier confidence almost completely gone.

He had expected the Hero to rely upon a handful of powerful techniques, but Luke was now using abilities belonging to completely different systems, combining them in ways that shouldn’t have been possible for a single cultivator.

"First the space, then those celestial bodies, and now he’s using sealing techniques as well!"

Kroghar remained silent for several seconds, carefully observing how Luke’s three bodies coordinated their attacks.

The most troubling part wasn’t merely the number of abilities being displayed.

It was the fact that the Hero could use those abilities simultaneously through his clones, allowing him to attack the weaker army while preventing the Peak B-Rank commanders from approaching his main body.

"He’s deliberately avoiding a prolonged battle with our commanders," Kroghar finally said.

Gorzak turned toward him.

"What?"

"Look at where his strongest attacks are landing."

Kroghar gestured toward the devastated sections of the battlefield.

"He’s using his clones to occupy our strongest warriors while his main body continues killing the lower-ranked troops."

Vradok had already noticed the same thing.

Moreover, the Great Shaman was becoming increasingly disturbed by the strange crimson pills appearing whenever the Hero killed their warriors.

’He’s growing stronger from killing them.’

The realization made his expression darken.

For the first time, Vradok began wondering whether gathering so many warriors inside the dome had been a mistake.

Meanwhile, Luke’s rainbow-halo clone was facing a different problem.

The hundred B-Rank Orcs previously restrained by Sevaroth’s seals had gradually begun breaking free, since maintaining restrictions against so many opponents had consumed too much energy.

KRRRRAAAK!

Another golden shackle shattered, allowing a High B-Rank Orc to pull his arm free before immediately striking the dark-blue rings suppressing his strength.

BOOM!

The rings trembled violently.

"EVERYONE! BREAK THESE DAMNED SEALS!"

Several nearby warriors followed his example, concentrating their remaining energy into their bodies as they attempted to destroy the restraints.

Unfortunately, Luke had already noticed the growing instability.

’Keeping all hundred sealed is wasting too much energy.’

He immediately changed his strategy.

Instead of continuing to suppress every warrior, the rainbow-halo clone withdrew most of its sealing energy, allowing dozens of Orcs to regain their movements.

"HAHAHA! WE’RE FREE!"

The warriors immediately raised their weapons, believing that Luke’s clone had finally exhausted its strength.

However, the moment they began charging, the rainbow halo behind the clone flashed again.

"Seal of Restraint"

Golden shackles suddenly appeared around the wrists and ankles of the nearest Orcs, interrupting their movements just as they attempted to activate their ancestral phantoms.

KRRRKKK!

"UGHH!"

Before the remaining warriors could assist them, the clone extended its other hand.

"Cosmic Lock"

OHHHHMMMM!

A concentrated gravitational field descended upon a smaller group of B-Rank Orcs, forcing their bodies downward as the golden shackles tightened around their limbs.

Unlike the earlier attempt to suppress all hundred warriors simultaneously, this time Luke concentrated his power on only a handful of targets.

The difference was immediate.

Several Orcs fell to their knees, their movements almost completely restricted as the gravitational pressure prevented them from breaking the shackles.

"NOW!"

The surrounding warriors attempted to attack the clone, but before they could close the distance, black spatial ripples appeared between them.

FWHOOOSH!

The black-halo clone returned.

Without wasting time, it drove its armored fist toward the nearest restrained Orc.

BAAAAAANG!

The blow struck the warrior directly in the chest, breaking several ribs as the combined physical force of Vorthar and Valzareth sent him crashing into the ground.

"AAAAARGHH!"

The clone immediately stepped forward and delivered another punch, this time concentrating Physical Severance along the striking surface.

SHHHRAAAK!

The attack tore through the Orc’s weakened defenses, leaving a deep wound across his torso as his remaining ancestral energy scattered.

However, another B-Rank warrior was already approaching from the side.

"GET AWAY FROM HIM!"

The Orc swung his enormous weapon toward the clone’s head, intending to interrupt the attack.

Unfortunately, the rainbow-halo clone immediately activated the Seal of Silence.

White-gold threads appeared around the attacking warrior’s hands, interfering with the energy flowing into his weapon and causing its crimson radiance to weaken.

"What?!"

Before he could recover, the black-halo clone turned and struck his abdomen with a powerful kick.

BOOOOM!

The impact sent the warrior crashing backward through the ruined earth, leaving a long trench beneath his body before he finally stopped.

Luke didn’t continue pursuing him.

Instead, both clones immediately shifted their attention toward another group of approaching Orcs, using their coordinated abilities to keep the B-Rank warriors occupied while the main body continued attacking the lower-ranked army.

Unfortunately for the hundred Orcs, they were slowly discovering that the two clones were far more dangerous when concentrating their abilities upon smaller groups.

Meanwhile, Luke’s main body had already moved toward the western side of the battlefield.

There, several hundred ancestral phantoms had gathered behind Molgar’s defensive formation, whose enormous crimson body was standing at the front with both arms raised.

"EVERYONE, STAY BEHIND ME!" Molgar shouted, his defensive phantom radiating dense ancestral energy as an enormous protective barrier formed before the gathered warriors.

The surrounding Orcs immediately obeyed, moving into position behind the defensive formation while several C-Rank Shamans began strengthening its surface.

VMMMMMMMM!

Crimson markings appeared across the barrier, gradually forming overlapping layers intended to withstand Luke’s celestial attacks.

Seeing this, Luke couldn’t help smiling.

’Oh? A shield?’

He examined the barrier briefly before raising his right hand.

’Perfect. Let’s test another combination.’

"Heaven Forge"