Chapter 1019 - 501: Temporarily Restoring the Collapsing Mountain (Part 2)

Chapter 1019: Chapter 501: Temporarily Restoring the Collapsing Mountain (Part 2)

Regarding Anette’s attitude, it’s hard to say. To pose a threat to the world, it might be possible to suppress Nebis’ fire or burn out Nebis’ wind.

Li Ang recalled, that for doomsday, Meluna, that woman, even mastered the Law of the End of Water, where did she get it?

On the other side, Elaphia opened her eyes.

Everyone on the ship was startled, they turned to look, as the golden-haired young girl who was hovering in the air due to the gathering magic power around her, resembled a sharp blade. She exuded an oppressive feeling that made one’s hair stand on end, it was this sensation as if a blade grazed the skin that distinguished her from the others.

Elaphia unleashed the magic power that was gathering unconsciously, spreading it outward like an endless invisible blade sweeping across, causing everyone to instinctively construct their own defense.

The golden-haired young girl frowned as she controlled them to avoid harming allies, but the hull of the small flying airship emitted a crisp sound.

The magic power calmed, everyone felt as if they had trodden through a mountain of knives and sea of swords.

"Made a breakthrough?" Li Ang asked.

"Yes."

Elaphia nodded, relieved as she noticed her companions were unharmed, making it difficult to repress the smile at the corner of her mouth.

"Thanks to your sharp blade, it happened to resolve some of my doubts, I’ve gained a deeper understanding of weapons and world rules, hence some... power was dissipated."

"Oh, oh, it feels like you’ve touched the threshold of the legendary." Lily commented.

"Is Miss Liluliss..."

Aifei appeared somewhat surprised on her face, as Li Ang hadn’t mentioned Lily’s true strength, and since Lily had been conserving power due to her unhealed wound, Blondie Douding only now recognized her level.

"This is a genuine legendary, however, shouldn’t we disembark first, I feel like this ship is about to fall apart."

Luckily, ahead was the sky port of the First Peak, arriving there, everyone around were Elaphia’s people.

As everyone stepped onto the sky port’s ground, perhaps due to reduced load breaching the final balance, the small flying airship began to disassemble amid a crisp sound.

The wooden planks on the outer layer were bent due to the internal loss of support from an unstable power, revealing a hollow interior. This wasn’t because the Weapon Race was cutting corners in shipbuilding, but rather the hull was ground into powder by some force inside.

Witnessing this scene, everyone clearly understood it was caused by the power Elaphia had just dispersed.

"Progress is good, congratulations."

Approaching a crowded area, Li Ang stored the Apocalypse Divine Artifact properly. Meanwhile, Farlonio and Elaphia’s expressions conveyed a desire to see more, although their eye intentions indicated distinct motivations.

"What a mystical weapon," Falo said, having eavesdropped on Li Ang and Anette’s conversation, "Li Ang still wants this weapon to enter the Martial Extreme Trial."

"Is that so?" Elaphia looked at Li Ang, eyebrows raised.

"Now I think so too, since they deliberately make it difficult for you, we don’t need to adhere to any martial virtues. I am your best backup artisan." Li Ang said.

Elaphia’s face blushing slightly, she remained silent for several seconds while the transport device beneath her quickly advanced. It was only after the face’s heat was blown away by the wind that she spoke.

"If wielding this weapon, there’s no match for me on Sword Platform Island, but, in this case, those elders and my uncle won’t let it go unchallenged."

Elaphia spoke cautiously, as if worried about provoking some displeasure in Li Ang.

"Regrettably, the rule is only Tier Seven weapons are allowed, since even the best artisans of the Weapon Race are limited to this level indeed."

Falo shrugged, Li Ang noticed that when saying this, the brunet Douding conveyed an unprecedented attitude.

A trace of disdain, a trace of bloodthirsty? Regret for not using the Apocalypse Device to slay them all one slash each.

He recalled Saturdin Alma’s mockery of Elaphia, often dragging Farlonio along, even without knowing the hidden secrets, he could see the old grievances were significant, Falo’s attitude was understandable.

"You’ve already assisted me, Li Ang."

Elaphia softly said: "The insight I just gained can definitely be used in combat, further unveiling the weapon’s power." ℯℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

"That’s wonderful, besides, even if the Apocalypse Device can’t be used, I crafting a Tier Seven Weapon is still the same, even among the same tier, different artisan products vary in quality." Li Ang said.

"Then, a short rest, and then plan our next steps, shall we?" Falo said cheerfully.

Just before entering the Alma Family’s palace-like grand doors, Elaphia paused slightly and looked back at the Weapon God in the harbor, for the sake of safety, the true Kaliya and others were still deep in the ship’s cabin, as their supporting lord, she continued to care about them.

Inside the building, even prepared psychologically, Li Ang felt a slight shock, not to mention Lily and Diao, who exclaimed directly.

Instead of a typical noble manor setup, the interior presented the concept of "Weapon Race," resembling a mystical person’s dwelling in mythical legends.

If Zosia’s Crystal Sanctuary was pure and clear to give an ethereal vacant feeling capable of creating everything yet holding nothing, then the front hall of the Alma Family’s mansion was an exhibition of rampant and erupting force with an aura of sharpness.

Various gigantic metal statues filled the space, akin to entering a temple with deity and Buddha art sculptures, except these statues were warriors, knights, wielding various weapons in diverse sizes and postures.