Chapter 1740 - 988: Evil God’s Grace (Part 2)
Chapter 1740: Chapter 988: Evil God’s Grace (Part 2)
However, in the end, about a quarter of the people successfully released their spells.
Blue demon fire, pink shockwaves, mind-invading disturbances... all kinds of spells came rushing in.
Yet Rosemond struck with just one sword.
He didn’t understand spells, witchcraft, or subspace. He only understood his sword. What he possessed was swordsmanship honed over centuries, and beneath that swordsmanship, a core will that remains unshaken by any spiritual energy or subspace evil magic.
These dark magic and witchcraft had no effect on him whatsoever. In fact, because of the sword he swung, those spells dissipated.
Along with them fell the head of the Chaos Wizard Lord.
Then, Rosemond, who charged into the crowd, unleashed his unmatched power.
No matter if they were traitorous warriors of the Wise Man’s Legion or elite soldiers enhanced by Jianqi dark magic, no one was his match for even a moment.
He alone tore this entire formation apart like flimsy rags.
And then, his trusted aides, who could never keep up with his charge, finally arrived at the battlefield.
They were helpless but nonetheless adept, exploiting the openings created by their Grand Marshal to expand the battle gains and accelerate the slaughter.
The Grey Knights, who followed closely, also quickened this pace.
However, throughout this process, Gu Jing never appeared.
The Grey Knights and Black Cross Army found this unsurprising.
After resolving the current battle, they immediately split into two groups.
One group, under the command of Grey Knight Grand Master Changding, was tasked with taking control of the entire fortress and purging corruption.
Such tasks were most suitable for Changding. Identifying those corrupted, quickly eliminating them, and temporarily placating others to use them as assistance...
That was the original duty of the Grey Knights.
He just didn’t expect that one day he would have to do this on Holy Terra.
Oh, and the matter of silencing needed to be added.
However, now silencing obviously was not the top priority, and it seemed unnecessary at the moment.
Meanwhile, Rosemond, with two trusted aides, went to support Gu Jing according to the route provided.
At the onset of the battle, taking advantage of the chaos, Gu Jing had already disappeared.
Gu Jing saw no dispute in the battle’s outcome; he had more important things to do—intercept the leader.
Gu Jing sensed that the guy was attempting to escape.
This cannot be allowed to happen easily.
Paralyzing the cultists’ command ability was of utmost importance.
And just as the opponent could perceive him, he, too, could sense the opponent through their connection.
The guy was evidently very sharp.
He didn’t place all his hopes on the strongest squad he dispatched, hoping they could stop Gu Jing. The Cult leader had prepared for the worst.
Initially, he moved towards the hangar, attempting to board a rapid space fighter to leave the Base Holy Grail.
But just as he was about to reach the fighter, he paused.
He seemed to realize that the squad he sent out could not hold off the enemy. The one who posed the greatest threat, Gu Jing, was unconcerned with the fight and headed straight for him.
If he chose to take the fighter, he wouldn’t escape.
Even if he boarded the fighter, Gu Jing might have the powerful spiritual energy to drag down the fighter he was on.
He had to use something faster.
Such as teleportation, targeting the ground.
For most high-level Psychics, this was achievable; but the challenge lies in the psychic duel between the two.
Like Gu Jing, who could silently enter the fortress and teleport a hundred Interstellar Warriors in, many Grade S Psychics could do it; but they couldn’t breach the anti-psychic teleportation equipment of the fortress. With interference, they couldn’t even teleport themselves, let alone a hundred Interstellar Warriors.
Not to mention, it had to be done undetected.
Gu Jing could do so because he far surpassed Grade S Psychics.
At this point, the challenge for the Jianqi Cult leader wasn’t in teleporting to the ground but in completing the teleportation under Gu Jing’s interference.
Gu Jing wouldn’t stand idly by and watch him succeed. Interruptions were already in place.
But the leader relied on blessings from Jianqi.
The teleportation array was quickly constructed and ready.
Gu Jing could even sense the opponent standing in the center of the teleportation array.
But it hadn’t been activated.
The leader seemed to be chanting an invocation, communicating with subspace, and calling for blessings.
And Jianqi, generously bestowed blessings!
If everything happening on Holy Terra was a grand performance, the four most important spectators wouldn’t hesitate to reward the ’actors’ who made the performance more exciting; they wouldn’t hesitate to give their supported actors even greater support, ensuring the results met their expectations.
Gu Jing felt immense terror!
The Magic Lord of Thousand Changes assistant he relied on for a long time suddenly failed. Even though it had been cleansed and subspace’s nature had changed, under absolute pressure, it transformed from a mighty Magic Lord with vast wings into a trembling quail.
But he was unwilling to give up just like that.
Did he, Gu Jing, only rely on the Magic Lord of Thousand Changes given by his father along the way?
No.
He also had the divine core fragment from the Spirit Race God, given by his father.
He unhesitatingly drew power from it, utilizing his own Alpha-class Psychic strength to continue teleporting despite interference.
Simultaneously, his body erupted without restraint, flying rapidly toward the target.
Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth; he couldn’t sustain the interference for long. He had to reach the target physically before exhausting himself, and then, on a physical plane, directly engage the enemy.
He had to hold until Rosemond arrived to block the enemy.
Now was the most perilous time.
But he had overestimated himself.
As if feeling provoked or perhaps finding the game interesting, attention increased somewhere... In any case, Gu Jing felt the pressure suddenly surge.
Already on the verge of suffocation, the pressure nearly crushed him.
Yet at that moment, a force rose within him, straightening his spine.
Simultaneously, a startling lightning bolt struck through subspace.
The faintly audible malicious laughter turned into surprised screams, soon overridden by an intense thunderous explosion.
Gu Jing realized what had happened, so he couldn’t falter.
Flying even faster, Gu Jing finally reached the target location.
He saw the traitor leader.
"So it’s you..."
Gu Jing was honestly a bit surprised.
Anyone familiar with the higher echelons of the Alliance knew that the Alliance’s greatest ally in the Imperial Center was the Military Affairs Department Premier, Galaraldo.
But unexpectedly, this guy stood on the opposing side.
Since teleportation wasn’t an option, Galaraldo wouldn’t waste effort on it.
His body, infused with subspace evil magic, grew stronger, ripping his clothes apart.
On his distorted body, eyes began appearing, opening one by one.
A twitching smile crossed his face.
"Ah, it’s you, Gu Jing... You resemble your father by six parts."
"Alright, let’s settle for here and take the interest for being deceived and toyed with by him for so many years."