novel-bin Chapter 88 Enslaving the Blood Blade King
Chapter 88 Enslaving the Blood Blade King
Chapter 88 Enslaving the Blood Blade King (Tenth Update)
Bloodblade King felt a chill in his heart.
"Combat strength—probably less than one-tenth of its peak—soul severely damaged—must—"
We must leave here immediately!
At this moment, he was extremely weak, and it was impossible for him to even fight a normal King-level opponent.
Escape! We must escape immediately!
The thought had just arisen.
A warm hand, without warning, gently pressed against his body.
Bloodblade King's entire body stiffened abruptly!
How is that possible?!
King Yancha?
Shouldn't he also have been seriously injured in the explosion, or even—
Before he could figure it out, an indescribable, cold and domineering force, like a flood bursting its banks, instantly invaded his body from the point of contact between the hands, ignoring his already fragile soul defenses and rushing directly towards the core of his soul!
"No----!!!"
Bloodblade King roared silently in his heart, wanting to resist, to struggle, to self-destruct!
But this enslavement happened too fast!
Like a candle flame in a storm, his self-awareness couldn't even withstand a moment of that force before it was extinguished and vanished instantly.
His loyalty to Lin Qiyue instantly replaced the last trace of resentment and fear in his eyes.
In just a moment, the confusion faded, and Bloodblade King's broken, hundred-meter-tall body slowly turned around to face the owner of the palm—Lin Qiyue, who had appeared behind him at some unknown time, wearing spotless silver armor and with an indifferent expression.
Bloodblade King lowered his ferocious head slightly, revealing on his battered face an expression of absolute respect and fanaticism identical to that of Blood-Eyed King and Golden Lizard King.
"Owner."
Lin Qiyue nodded expressionlessly. With a thought, he directly put this top-tier demon race expert, who had just been enslaved and whose divine body was severely injured but whose soul had completely submitted, into his world ring. There, he had prepared a massive amount of resources in advance to allow him to slowly recover.
From the moment the explosion subsided and the Blood Blade King's divine body reassembled, to Lin Qiyue quietly approaching, instantly enslaving him, and then putting him away—the entire process was as fast as lightning, happening in less than a second!
In the distance, Queen Irene and King Kuji, who were watching intently and preparing to strike as soon as the aftershocks of the explosion dissipated, were now frozen in mid-air as if under a spell.
The expression on Queen Irene's face, a mixture of shock, ecstasy, and murderous intent, froze completely, replaced by boundless horror and disbelief.
In the cold, electronic eyes of the Desolate King, the data stream instantly fell into a chaotic and bewildered silence.
"Wh-what?!"
Queen Elizabeth gasped in shock, her voice shrill and devoid of any former charm.
"How is this possible?! King Yancha—he—he's actually alright?!"
She saw it clearly!
The silver-armored youth was not only unharmed and his breathing was steady, but even the hem of his clothes was not disheveled at all!
Even more terrifying, he appeared like a ghost at the moment when the Blood Blade King God was at his weakest and most vulnerable, and—successfully cast the Soul Slavery spell that terrified countless alien races!
He turned a demon race super strongman who was close to becoming a king into his servant!
This completely overturned her understanding!
She personally experienced the terrifying power of the aftershocks from the explosion of the three strongest Vulcan Source Crystals right next to her face!
How could the Flame King, who was right near the epicenter of the explosion, be completely unharmed?!
Unless—unless he possesses a priceless treasure!
Moreover, it's a powerful treasure specifically designed for defense!
Or perhaps—the Flame King didn't even withstand the blast at the epicenter?!
Not only them, but also the various kings from different tribes who were still in shock and had just stopped retreating were all dumbfounded.
"King Yancha—he—he's not dead?!"
"He's not just not dead! Look at him, he's acting like nothing happened!"
"He even enslaved Bloodblade King?!"
"My God—three of the strongest Vulcan Source Crystals couldn't kill him? What kind of monster is this?!"
"Blood Blade King—that was a super strong demon race expert who was close to becoming a king! Just like that—gone? Became a servant of Flame Blade King?"
"Just how many more trump cards does this Flame King have up his sleeve?!"
Shocking! Absolutely shocking!
What was initially thought to be a tragic one-for-one exchange was suddenly reversed!
Not only was King Yancha unharmed, but his strength also increased significantly, and he gained a servant who was nearly invincible at the level of a king!
The three major clans that meticulously planned the encirclement and attack first lost their general, Bloodblade King!
At this moment, only the Zerg Queen Irene and the Machine King Desolate remained in the void, facing off against the silver-armored youth from afar.
But the atmosphere was completely different.
Lin Qiyue slowly turned around, her gaze calmly sweeping over the extremely ugly Queen Yilin and the silent King Kuji in the distance, a cold smile curving her lips slightly.
"The two of you."
His voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the now silent void.
"Now, whose turn is it?"
In the void, there was a deathly silence.
Only the pillar of light from the battle blade treasure at the core of the lava inferno sea in the distance continued to rise slowly, its law fluctuations growing stronger, reminding everyone of the purpose of their journey.
But at this moment, the attention of most spectators had shifted from the treasure to the thrilling, ever-changing encirclement and counterattack.
Queen Yilin and King Kuji, these two super strong individuals who were close to becoming invincible kings, were now in turmoil. Gone was their previous composure and killing intent; only a deep sense of solemnity and an indescribable sense of surprise remained.
"How is that possible?!"
Empress Yilin's beautiful pupils narrowed slightly as she stared intently at Lin Qiyue, whose aura was steady and whose silver armor gleamed in the distance.
"The power of three of the strongest Fire God Source Crystals exploding close to his face would be enough to leave even those with defensive treasures completely unscathed! His divine body should at least suffer some damage, and his divine power aura would inevitably fluctuate—yet he remained calm!"
She keenly sensed Lin Qiyue's aura, trying to find even the slightest weakness or disorder.
However, no!
Lin Qiyue's divine power was like a bottomless ancient well, calm and undisturbed, without even the slightest leakage caused by intense battle or resisting explosions!
This means that his divine body is most likely still in a near-perfect state!
"And—he hasn't even unleashed his divine power yet!"
Queen Elizabeth's heart sank.
From the start of the battle until now, facing the siege of three powerful figures and the explosion of three Fire God Source Crystals, King Yancha has never used his trump card, burning divine power, to either unleash his power or save his life!
What does this tell us?
This means he still has energy left!
It's even possible that the previous battles weren't at all something he needed to fight desperately for!
"Could it be—that he has some even more terrifying trump card up his sleeve?"
This thought sent a chill down Queen Elizabeth's spine.
The speed, soul enslavement, and terrifying defensive capabilities they've just displayed are already giving them a major headache.
If there are still hidden ones——————
The core logic of the Desolate King was also running wildly.
retreat?
This option clearly appeared in the mind of the Desolate King.