Chapter 475: The Unborn Saint VI ( PS Bonus - )

Chapter 475: The Unborn Saint VI ( PS Bonus Chapter )

"Okay, how about you stop attacking just this once?" Lian looked at the Unborn Saint and said with a smile.

But the creature ignored him, and its fingers moved toward him again, much faster than before.

[False Presence]

A similar presence moved in another direction, and the Saint could sense the real Lian, but for a few tenths of a second, its new senses also reacted to the other presence.

Those few tenths of a second were enough, and the young Vorhelm came down from above.

[Giant’s Momentum]

[Iron Fortress Charge]

The armored shoulder hit the Saint’s back.

Bــــــom!

Of course, the goal was not to hurt it, he had already understood that it was impossible with such a level difference between them, and his goal was to change its direction.

The Calamity Seed went straight into a valley of ice blades that he had created using Frost Dominion.

Seven blades broke along its path, and the young Vorhelm touched the ground with his palm.

[Thunder Calamity]

Krrrrr!

Lightning passed through the ice network, and this time the Saint’s body was not the main target, the ground under it exploded and its support was destroyed.

The creature fell into a deep crack, and Lian immediately moved away, while Ezrak, who was hiding behind a pillar, saw him for a moment.

His clothes and armor were full of cracks, and blood could be seen on part of his face, but his movements were still without hesitation.

"Amazing..." he quietly said.

A few seconds later, the crack exploded and the Saint came out, its growth was continuing.

At the same moment, Glacial Reaper Claw cut one of the white strands behind its body, and Thunder Calamity paralyzed another strand for a moment.

Cataclysm Pulse broke the distance, and Ash Step allowed Lian to escape from the deadly response.

Every skill he had was no longer an independent weapon, but had become part of a chain for survival.

But mana was not endless, and the Calamity Seed was still growing.

[Growth: 87.2%.]

[Growth: 89.1%.]

[Growth: 90%.]

[Level: 55 → 60.]

The creature stopped for a moment, its body changed, its muscles became denser, the branches of its bone halo became thicker, and its white skin became less transparent.

But the strangest change was in its movements, it was no longer rushing, instead, it became calm.

Like a creature that had finally understood that it did not need to hurry.

The young Vorhelm activated Thunder Step, and the Saint only turned its head, its black eye followed his path.

Its hand came up.

Tap.

The white fingers closed around Lian’s throat, and his eyes opened slightly wider for a moment.

It had caught him.

In the middle of Thunder Step, without a gravity field and without any preparation, but only through its own reaction, he had not even noticed when or how it had done it!

The Saint lifted his body, its fingers tightened, and the bones of the armored neck began to make cracking sounds.

Because of the damage he received, the flow of power in his body increased again.

[Mental Corruption: 56%]

Lian placed his palm directly on the creature’s face, ready to use a large amount of his mana to get out of this situation.

[Cataclysm Pulse]

Booooom!

The Saint’s head moved backward, its grip loosened for a moment, and that moment was enough to give him a chance to use Ash Step.

His body turned into ash, but the creature reacted faster than before, and before his body could fully reform, its hands moved.

Kaaabooooom!

The attack hit the back of the World-Devourer Bastion directly, and he was thrown across the ice like a black meteor.

One hundred meters.

Two hundred meters.

Almost three hundred meters.

The ice behind him cracked, and he finally stopped on his side.

[Structural Memory activated.]

The cracks in the armor were slowly repairing themselves, and the two back plates were almost destroyed.

He coughed and blood fell onto the icy ground, and he drank another healing potion, and before he even finished, he took out a fourth bottle.

He drank the fourth potion as well.

Then he looked at his condition, it was very bad.

[Mental Corruption: 71%]

If he kept getting injured like this, sooner or later madness would take over his mind, and on the other hand, without that boost, he would have no power to continue.

His opponent had reached Level 60!

[Remaining Mana: 9%.]

Lian looked at the number for a few seconds, his breathing was no longer completely calm and every deep breath caused pain, several parts of his armor were still repairing themselves.

"You’re losing." Ezrak said.

"That was a very accurate observation, did you use your genius for this too?" The young Vorhelm looked at him.

"I’m serious! If you hadn’t killed the womb, we wouldn’t have this problem!"

"Me too, if you hadn’t created this thing, it wouldn’t have mattered whether the womb died or not, at least you could have put a destruction mechanism in it." He stood up again.

The Saint was slowly coming toward him through the storm, and every step broke the ice around its feet.

The young Vorhelm no longer planned to attack directly, he looked at the battlefield.

An idea formed, if he could not defeat this creature, he would force it to move through a place where every meter had already been prepared for him.

He could use Frost Dominion to fill the area with traps, but this idea also had a problem.

How long could he keep doing this? His mana was running out, and it was unlikely that he could keep going for long.

Maybe it was time to use his biggest trump card, the power of Black Silence?

Then he lowered both hands and sent the rest of his mana into the ground.

But this time, the ice did not grow on the surface, instead, a network was created deep underground.

One kilometer.

Two kilometers.

The ice branches connected to each other in the layers under Antarctica, and then [Thunder Calamity] activated.

Lightning entered the network and created hundreds of explosion points underground underground.

The Saint came closer and Lian moved backward, when the creature’s foot stepped on the first point, a second finger closed.

Booooom!

One hundred meters of ground under the creature exploded and it fell downward.

Lian used Thunder Step.

[Remaining Mana: 7%.]

The Saint came out of the crack and reached the second point.

Booooom!

The second explosion happened from the side and caused it to move several dozen meters away from its path.

The young Vorhelm moved behind a rock.

[Remaining Mana: 5%.]

The Saint no longer had a straight path, wherever it stepped, the ground changed shape, one part collapsed and another part rose.

An ice rock blocked its path and an explosion changed its direction.

The entire area had turned into Lian’s chessboard.

The creature was stronger, much stronger, but power was not enough to hit something that was not where it was expected to be.

[Remaining Mana: 3%.]

Three new pillars came out, created by him, and the Calamity Seed broke one of them.

Lian jumped around it from one place to another, pulling it in whatever direction he wanted so he could make it step into the traps.

[Remaining Mana: 2%.]

But the Saint was now almost complete, and the remaining biological resources in its body began to be used.

[Growth: 92.4%.]

[Growth: 94.8%.]

[Growth: 96%.]

[New growth stage recorded.]

[Level: 60 → 65.]

The storm became silent for a moment, and the pressure of the creature’s existence spread like an invisible wave, and the snow around its body moved away without even touching it.

The ground under its feet sank, even the World-Devourer Bastion on Lian’s body made a quiet sound, and Predator’s Instincts activated.

But this time there was no direction for an attack, instead, only one simple thought appeared in his mind.

Death danger.

Death danger.

The Saint disappeared, even its first movement could not be seen.

[Ash Step]

The young Vorhelm’s body turned into ash at the last moment, and the white fingers of the monster passed through it.

Lian appeared a few meters away.

[Remaining Mana: 1%.]

He looked at the number.

"Great."

The Saint suddenly turned its head away from him, and its black eye landed on Ezrak, the white-eyed man immediately became silent.

"No."

One of the five complete branches of the halo turned toward him.

The madman took one step back, but a gravitational pressure fell on his body, as if something he himself had created had decided to kill him first.

Boom!

Both of his knees hit the ice.

"Damn it!" Even in this situation, he did not use the bell... because he could not anymore!

The Saint turned its gaze back to Lian.

Ezrak was the second target.

Lian was still the first priority.

But this time, the creature did not run toward him, the five complete branches of the halo behind it slowly opened and one after another separated from its body.

The young Vorhelm narrowed his eyes, each branch was like a huge spear that stabbed into a different point of the ice.

The first, one hundred meters to the east.

The second in the south.

The third in the west.

The fourth in the north.

The fifth appeared at a farther distance.

The ground shook and columns of black-gold light rose from the ice into the sky.

The wind stopped... then its direction changed and the snow began to fall upward.

Small pieces of ice separated from the ground, then larger pieces, rocks weighing several tons, and all of them remained floating in the air.

Lian raised his head, the sky above the area became dark, and a huge ring formed between the five pillars.

Then a second ring.

Third.

Fourth.

Fifth.

Huge circles made of white bones and black-gold mana rotated inside each other.

Like a heavenly crown.

What the hell was this thing doing now?