nycdaug Chapter 162 You can't kill me, let me think of who can...
Chapter 162 You can't kill me, let me think of who can...
"Jiang Shaotian? This guy has really met a formidable foe." President Wu smiled bitterly. It seemed that the journey to the ancient tomb was coming to an end. Whether he could survive depended on Jiang Shaotian; there was nothing they could do to help.
"Interesting! Such powerful magical radiance! In less than three years, you'll have a place among the forbidden spellcasters!" Jiuying looked up excitedly, and then a holy sword capable of annihilating everything fell down, almost blinding him.
A massive boulder, nearly the size of a meteorite, was behind the Holy Sword and had already begun to fall.
Two physical attacks, but that wasn't the most terrifying. A typical monarch-level demon would probably be annihilated by such magic. But there was an even more terrifying attack from Jiang Shaotian's sound system, which was his main cultivation. He was at the ninth level of mental power, the limit of human mental power, which made the sound system much more powerful than other systems.
Delusional delusions assail you; this is a series of mental attacks, some of which lull you into a deep sleep, some tear apart your mental world, and some soothe your mental world before launching an attack.
Everything was in the sound of the bells.
"Impressive, but unfortunately, you've run into me." Jiuying grinned, appearing utterly composed.
The shield magic tool, wing magic tool, and armor magic tool unfolded in front of him, and the necklace and ring activated simultaneously to resist mental attacks.
The Holy Demon Sword caused a huge gust of wind, which blew off Jiuying's hat, revealing his childlike face.
At least to Jiang Shaotian, he looked immature; judging by his face alone, he was at most the same age as his younger sister, Jiang Shaoxu.
But this is precisely the kind of person Jiuying.
Without mercy, Jiang Shaotian came here to kill Jiuying. His attack hit Jiuying instead, and the palace was razed to the ground.
The seemingly indestructible palace was destroyed, but the prison that had always loomed over them did not appear. However, this was not what surprised Jiang Shaotian.
He was puzzled as to why he hadn't suffered any backlash after unleashing such powerful magic. His sonic abilities had long exceeded the limits here, yet he remained unharmed, whereas he had clearly experienced backlash before.
He came here risking a backlash. "Too inexperienced!" Jiuying rushed out, having discarded his cloak and revealed his true form. A demon-slaying tool was in his hand. As he spoke these words, he appeared in front of Jiang Shaotian. Jiuying's injuries were severe. Even with so many demon-slaying armors, he still couldn't block those spells. What impressed him most was his mental state.
Anyone who takes a look can tell that Jiuying is in a very bad mental state, as if he might die at any moment.
His physical body was ultimately only at the mid-level mage level; without reaching a certain level, it was simply unable to withstand much power.
Jiuying's demon-slaying tools were fast, but Jiang Shaotian's magic was even faster. With a single thought, he could complete a high-level spell.
The golden dog-head shield shot out, and the demon-slaying weapon struck it but was deflected. The fact that a demon-slaying weapon powerful enough to tear apart the water curtain was deflected shows that Jiang Shaotian's dog-head shield, though it looked weak, was actually incredibly tough.
bite!!!!!!!
Jiang Shaotian flicked his finger, sending a high-level sound-based magic attack on Jiuying.
"ah!!!
Jiuying was hit head-on, and perhaps because he no longer had his defensive magic items, blood began to flow from his face, covering his eyes, nose, and mouth, making him look rather frightening.
"It's not over yet."
After the sonic attack, the land behind Jiuying suddenly shifted, forming countless tiny, sharp blades that shot out from the ground. This was beyond the speed of sound and extremely difficult to defend against. It was also a matter of a single thought constellation, combined with the control over the stars.
The earth-sharp blades were launched from behind Jiuying, but they were all blocked by an invisible shield as they approached him, unable to hit Jiuying. Light magic formed a greatsword and slashed down.
This is much smaller than the Demon-Slaying Sword; it's just a weakened version, a high-level spell that he's made into this shape.
As the miniature Demon-Slaying Sword slashed down, an astonishing scene unfolded: Jiuying took a step forward, slightly turned her body to the side, and then reached out and grabbed the miniature Demon-Slaying Sword herself.
"How is this possible!" Jiang Shaotian's pupils dilated, and he couldn't help but shout in disbelief.
This went beyond mere experimentation. Jiang Shaotian knew why the earthen dagger had been blocked; it was a magical artifact.
An invisible magical artifact blocked the earth-sharp knife.
Jiang Shaotian could also sense the presence of the magical artifact.
After all, as a mage, one is extremely familiar with magical energy, and magical tools are powered by magical energy, which cannot be hidden from the eyes of a mage.
But this time, catching the little holy sword with bare hands, there was no magical energy fluctuation, neither from activating magical tools nor releasing magic.
He just took it straight down like that, which is completely impossible. Even if someone else cast a spell, it would be detected because the spell was cast here.
But the current situation is that Jiuying has taken the Little Holy Sword, and without any measures or methods, he is relying solely on his hands!
"Don't be so impatient, it's just a small sword strike." Jiuying said calmly with a smile.
Jiang Shaotian's continuous attacks stopped, and Jiuying was not prepared to make a move. He valued this game very much, and as one of the players who could participate in the finals, Jiuying was not going to let Jiang Shaotian leave the stage.
This isn't saintliness, but self-confidence, a confidence tinged with a wicked sense of humor. This is Jiuying. Because of his very existence, Jiuying is multifaceted; no one can see through him, absolutely no one.
With a slight exertion of force, Jiuying crushed the small holy sword. The holy sword dissipated into particles of light, reflecting off Jiuying's face, making him appear pale and exceptionally terrifying.
"The magic's power is decent, but its staying power is lacking. However, achieving this level is indeed not easy. You're just a super-level mage; killing me is out of the question. No matter how powerful you are, you can't possibly be as strong as your previous Supreme Judge. He possessed a spirit beast; he was truly in a class of his own. To be honest, I was almost killed by him at the beginning, but you couldn't do that. Warm-up? Perhaps not."
Jiuying commented on Jiang Shaotian's offensive, saying that he enjoyed the feeling of being hurt by magic; this was the real him, not the brat from before.
Jiuying looked at her palms, which were red and had some skin abrasions, caused by the small demon-slaying sword from before.
He clenched his fist. This body, though not great, was still alright. All he had to do next was reclaim the body that had forgotten its own memories.
Jiuying said to Jiang Shaotian, "You're no good, you can't kill me. If I had been born ten years earlier, I might have had a chance to mature. Let me think, who can kill me?"
Jiuying squinted and began to think, which made Jiang Shaotian's eyes twitch. Was it really that relaxing?