Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar - Chapter 119 - 96: War Apostle? Far Too Weak [6,200 Words – Happy Spring Festival!]
Chapter 119: Chapter 96: War Apostle? Far Too Weak [6,200 Words – Happy Spring Festival!]
The force of the Burst Step continuously exploded, and the thrusters behind the Azure Sky Wings were pushed to their limits, accelerating Lu Wenwu’s body again and again.
The pressure of the deep sea was merely a small matter to him.
The resistance from the seawater was far from sufficient to offset the terrifying speed he unleashed.
In just a few seconds, Lu Wenwu shot straight from the deep sea to the surface, ramming directly into the largest ship!
“Boom!”
The bottom of the ship, entirely composed of Energy, was forcibly pierced through by him, exploding into a rain of blood with the War Faithful waiting above.
Surging, icy seawater poured into the ship alongside Lu Wenwu.
He soared high from below the water like a dolphin, beating the Azure Sky Wings to hover mid-air, glancing below with the corner of his eye.
The War Apostle’s warship was much more primitive than he imagined.
It couldn’t even be called a ship, just a gigantic canoe formed by some unique force.
Now, a massive gash appeared in the middle of the largest warship.
Innumerable alarming cracks continued to extend, nearly splitting the entire ship into two in an instant.
Countless War Faithful fell into the sea, emitting inhuman roars.
On the other dozens of warships, all the War Faithful changed targets in unison, hurling their long spears and war spears into the sky.
“Is this all you can muster? I’m so disappointed.”
Looking at the War Apostle, still bursting with teenage arrogance in the distance, Lu Wenwu grinned sinisterly as the Crimson Abyss instantly dispelled its Metamorphosis state.
Black and hideous Armor appeared, with scarlet evil runes lighting up in succession.
Menacing ram horns and barbs grew continuously as if they possessed a life of their own.
Endless Abyssal Demon Qi slowly enveloped his entire body, gradually transforming into vast swathes of ghastly green Demon Fire.
The eerie color of the flame instantly instilled a feeling of Fear in the hearts of countless War Faithful.
They were controlled and shouldn’t have anything besides Slaughter and Bloodthirst.
But at this moment, Lu Wenwu’s Soul Power had already far surpassed and suppressed the War Apostle.
The ultimate core of Magic Skills, after all, lies in Soul Strength and Spiritual Power!
In many worlds, Demon Fire is also known as Evil Flame!
Anything bearing the word “Evil” is never to be trifled with.
“Your purity! It’s too low!”
Lu Wenwu clenched his fist abruptly, spinning half a circle in mid-air.
Fierce flames exploded in all directions like a wrathful dragon, instantly melting the densely packed spears into droplets of orange-red molten iron which fell into the sea, causing absolutely no harm.
Lu Wenwu licked his lips, his eyes fixed on the War Apostle riding the golden chariot, an incredibly terrifying qi and blood burst to the extreme.
His imposing presence dominated the entire battlefield, suppressing the War Faithful transformed from ordinary people so much that they couldn’t rise at all, and the violence and madness in their eyes faded, becoming significantly clearer.
[War Apostle (A-)]: 343000/343000
[Current State]: Demon God’s Blessing, Demon God’s Curse, Power Extension, Fear
“Too weak… too weak!”
Lu Wenwu shook his head with a faint smile, muttering to himself, raising his fists and charging upward.
“How did you even have the guts… to provoke your Grandpa Tyrannosaurus!”
Lethal Strike activated, Lu Wenwu instantly sacrificed two-thirds of his Blood Volume.
Dark red Iron Fist came with divine might, three distinctly Powerful flames burning ferociously, as if they were about to scorch the skies.
The War Apostle’s face finally changed.
The previous arrogance and madness vanished completely, replaced by alarm and gravitas.
He was, after all, a War Apostle.
The name alone tells you that he was a War Apostle, not a Combat Apostle.
Just like a War God cannot be equated with another War God.
His main abilities were all focused on war and some aspects of Magic.
He was akin to a mage lord.
Large-scale battles were his forte.
But hand-to-hand combat?
Close-quarters? Yes, but he ranked at the very bottom among Apostles.
Even within A Tier, his close combat capabilities were among the weakest, highly lackluster.
In a moment of desperation, the War Apostle formed a golden Battle Shield before him, and cast several buff spells on himself.
The heavy Military Killing Fist landed, bursting with a sound like the clash of gold and iron in mid-air.
The golden Battle Shield shattered instantly, and the imposing Armor Chest Plate displayed a hideous dent.
The War Apostle’s figure plummeted like a meteor, punched down from the already shattered golden chariot.
The four white pegasus were casually punched by Lu Wenwu, exploding their heads, and their corpses were stored into his backpack.
Accompanied by countless burning fragments crashing into the sea, the War Apostle felt as if he wasn’t just punched by a person.
It was as if he got hit by a high-speed train rushing by.
Is this the power humans can possess!?
Is this the power those players descending from the Otherworld should have?
Before he could think about his next move, Lu Wenwu had already dived down from the sky, landing another punch that forcibly split the sea surface open.
That was the Overlord Fist that dominated the world!
The violent qi and blood along with the fierce flames slashed down like blades, causing the sea level within a hundred meters of the War Apostle to instantly drop by ten meters!
Towering waves splashed up, forming a horror-inducing tsunami akin to a comet striking the Earth.
“Pfft!”
The severely wounded War Apostle spat out a mouthful of black blood, his once youthful face now devoid of any arrogance and madness.
