Chapter 117: Terrifying Flesh

The impact and explosion of this dark war spear directly embedded the Saint-rank spellcaster deep into the ground.

However, Adolph was not relieved by this.

Because that spellcaster was remarkably perceptive, and the power of his spell just now had also felt extremely formidable.

There was no way he would be killed by just one spell.

The surging and turbulent source energy storm born from the explosion gradually subsided.

At the same time, a blue-green figure gradually emerged from the source-energy-filled storm.

At this moment, the dragon-scale shield on Gune was shattered and broken, with energy fragments constantly falling off.

The black robe on his body was even more tattered beyond recognition.

With a wave of his hand, the energy dragon-scale shield directly dissipated. Then Gune grabbed his tattered black robe and tore it off with a ripping sound.

As the black robe was torn away, the semi-divine artifact [Darkborn Armor] covered with dark gold inscriptions on Gune's body was revealed.

"A semi-divine artifact."

When Adolph saw the equipment on Gune, his eyes narrowed slightly.

For transcendents at their level, including those at the demigod realm, the most suitable weapons were semi-divine artifacts.

There was a clear gap between those who possessed semi-divine artifacts and those who did not.

For instance, if the opponent had a semi-divine artifact, their physical defense would be greatly enhanced, and some injuries that could cause severe harm would become minor wounds under the defense of the semi-divine artifact.

This would greatly increase the survivability of transcendents.

He also wanted to buy a semi-divine artifact, but unfortunately, his pockets were too empty to afford such a powerful semi-divine artifact.

Even among demigods, only a few possessed semi-divine artifacts.

"If it weren't for this semi-divine artifact armor, that spell attack just now would have been enough to severely injure or even kill this fragile spellcaster," Adolph thought to himself.

Relatively speaking, even when spellcasting transcendents reached the realms of Divine Envoy, Ancestral Spirit, Saint, or even Demigod, their physical survivability was far inferior to that of the Shadow and Combat systems.

"I have to say, your attack really stings a bit."

Gune looked up at this mysterious dark elementalist.

There was no doubt that this dark elementalist was very strong, possessing strength beyond that of an ordinary peak fourth-rank Ancestral Spirit.

"Hmph!"

Hearing Gune's words, Adolph snorted coldly.

"So, you are worthy of me taking out my real weapon."

"Oh?" Adolph's heart stirred slightly.

Gune waved his hand lightly.

A colorful luster began to emanate faintly from Gune's hand, growing stronger and more brilliant.

For a moment, the entire dark and silent underground cavern turned into a colorful fairy-tale world.

After the interplay of colorful luster bloomed, it finally converged on Gune's palm, becoming a half-fist-sized colorful water droplet.

When he saw this colorful water droplet,

Adolph's eyes could hardly move away.

After a long while, Adolph finally spoke softly: "I never expected that a mere Saint would possess such a powerful semi-divine artifact as the Demon God's Tear."

[Demon God's Tear] was an extremely powerful semi-divine artifact.

Even in Saint Haigar, it was famous.

First, it had a thirty-fold spell amplification, which would inflate the power of every spell to an indescribably terrifying degree.

Second, this Demon God's Tear was forged from more than ten demon demigods.

Spells cast with it possessed a very powerful demonic destructive force.

This would cause ordinary spells to contain power close to that of forbidden spells.

And when the spell itself was powerful, it would possess an unbelievable destructive power.

The combination of these two made [Demon God's Tear], a top-tier semi-divine artifact, extremely famous in Saint Haigar.

Almost many spellcasters among Divine Envoys, Ancestral Spirits, Saints, and Demigod sequences dreamed of owning a Demon God's Tear.

But its high price discouraged many.

"Hehe..." After staring for a moment, Adolph let out a sinister laugh. Then his laughter became wild and rampant.

"Hahaha..." The wanton laughter spread throughout the underground space.

"I never thought I would encounter a Saint with two divine artifacts here."

"Tsk tsk... No wonder you didn't reveal yourself before. If you had shown such treasures, even demigods would have targeted you for killing."

"Even gods wouldn't directly intervene, but if they had the chance, they would act directly."

"Unfortunately... today, these good things will belong to me." Adolph said in a sinister tone.

"You?" Gune sneered.

"Yes, me!" Adolph spoke softly, his tone dreamlike.

"Me... me... me..."

The words were hazy as a dream, echoing again and again by Gune's ear, seeping into Gune's soul.

For a moment, Gune felt extreme fatigue, wanting to sink into a deep sleep.

"Sleep! Sleep like this!"

Adolf's voice grew increasingly dreamlike.

Slightly, Gune's eyes half-closed, and he entered a dazed state.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Sharp black edges swept past violently, bringing layers of blood light.

"Ah!"

A piercing scream of agony rang out from Adolf, who was casting the powerful [Nightmare Slumber Divine Curse].

At this moment, Adolf was directly cut open by the Annihilation Erosion Blade that Gune had reconstructed using [Tears of the Demon God].

Holding [Tears of the Demon God], Gune directly unleashed the World Essence.

Rumble...

In an instant, the entire heaven and earth were filled with Gune's terrifying and vast World Essence.

The world was under Gune's control.

"The lullaby is quite good, but it's only suitable for coaxing little children."

Gune sneered.

As a soul constructed by cultivating Cthulhu-related secret texts, and with Gune's Cthulhu embryo already formed,

trying to tamper with Gune's soul silently—this Adolf was clearly hitting a rock with an egg.

And he did it so resolutely and without hesitation.

Adolf, whose body was cut open, was horrified. This [Nightmare Slumber Divine Curse] was a powerful and strange forbidden curse he had painstakingly cultivated for over a hundred years, and countless transcendents had died under this spell.

Yet that spellcaster was not afraid of this powerful killing move at all, and it seemed not even to affect him.

The strength of his soul was completely beyond imagination; even the soul of a demigod could not be so powerful.

"Flee!"

Adolf, whose body was cut open, had a source embryo in the phase space of his body. As long as his head, soul, and soul core were not shattered, he could restore his strength.

Since one of his strongest killing moves could not deal with this spellcaster, he had already conceived the idea of retreat.

Just as he was about to teleport away, a vast and surging World Essence, as thick as that of a deity, spread and swept across every corner of this space.

"This... World Essence comparable to a deity... How is this possible?"

For a moment, the terrified Adolf even stopped his movements, suffocated.

He could barely move.

Moreover, under the suppression of this World Essence, various means like teleportation and translocation were basically impossible to use.

Such was the nature of World Essence.

The world accommodates everything and suppresses everything.

"Damn it!" Despair enveloped Adolf's heart.

A defensive armor with demigod-level power, the famous [Tears of the Demon God], a bizarre soul completely unafraid of his powerful soul attacks, and World Essence comparable to that of a deity.

All of this made Adolf despair.

Even when facing a demigod before, he had never felt such despair.

"Die!"

A roar exploded. Knowing there was no chance of escape, Adolf charged directly at Gune.

Seeing this, Gune sneered.

He gently pinched with one hand.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Blood light burst forth on Adolf's body.

Gune's Annihilation Erosion Blade spell also contained Gune's blood.

While cutting the opponent, Gune's blood seeped into the opponent's blood.

But Gune manipulated the blood to explode part of the opponent's blood.

Yet the shattered flesh still eerily lunged toward Gune.

Blood light surged around Gune, and these pieces of flesh were all swallowed and absorbed by the sea of blood.

"Hmm?" Gune's brow twitched slightly.

A sense of danger arose in Gune's heart.

The next moment, from the shattered flesh, a strange soul core with facial features leaped past the sea of blood's absorption zone and directly pounced onto Gune.

The face was identical to Adolf's, glaring at Gune with a ferocious expression, and a soul thought transmitted:

"If you want to kill me, you—will die too!"

"Boom!"

A destructive explosion, more than ten times more intense than the previous huge dark war spear, burst forth, completely engulfing Gune.