Chapter 615 - 523: Reversal
Chapter 615: Chapter 523: Reversal
But Jeming’s fist indeed disintegrated, yet his attack and destructive force were not deemed ’ineffective’!
The collapsing arm still carried destructive energy as it struck forward, and the disintegrated fist could instantly reassemble, as if his ’attack’ itself had become a continuous process that couldn’t be covered by a single ’outcome’!
"This guy..."
The Black Robed Wizard had no time to think deeply as Jeming’s fourth punch, engulfed in an even more intense dark golden light, landed heavily like a pile driver on the already cracked invisible barrier!
BOOM!!!
With an ear-shattering energy explosion, the absolute defense constructed from the [Fabrication] Law, theoretically capable of withstanding the frontal assaults of most Sixth Level Wizards, shattered under Jeming’s relentless and increasingly powerful barrage of punches!
The dark golden fist, carrying the residual destructive force after breaking the barrier, landed solidly on the left cheek of the Black Robed Wizard!
"Puh!"
The Black Robed Wizard’s head lurched back at an unnatural angle, as if struck head-on by a battering ram!
Half of his cheek along with his jawbone exploded and shattered under the punch, which contained the extreme destructive power of the Fire Extinction Divine Light!
Blood and energy residue splattered out!
For the first time in this battle, he lost control of his body.
Like a ragged cloth bag, he was blasted backwards by this immense force, plowing a deep trench several hundred meters long on the ground before barely coming to a stop.
The Black Robed Wizard... was injured.
For the first time since the battle began, he had taken genuine damage.
Jeming didn’t immediately pursue.
He hovered in place, looking down at his right arm, which had just delivered the decisive strike.
The glow of the entire arm had dimmed by at least thirty percent, with parts of its dark golden ’skin’ even showing a semi-transparent virtual phenomenon, faintly revealing the chaotic energy vortex flowing within.
"Hoo..." he exhaled lightly, "there’s still a gap between theory and reality; there are still many internal conflicts when actually running it..."
Inside his Inner Grotto Heaven, the long-prepared cross-space energy transmission system instantaneously switched its energy supply mode.
The Seventh Level Large Elemental Pool of the Purgatory Sulfur Plane transferred a massive amount of pure elemental energy through the Incense Fire Divine Dao, continually injecting it into Jeming.
Then, through the aggregation module of the Ruins Armor in the Light Divinity Transformation structure, it swiftly converted into the destructive energy required by the Fire Extinction Divine Light.
The dim arm solidified again at a visible speed.
The virtual areas were filled with stable energy flow, and the dark golden sheen gradually restored to its original state.
Jeming clenched his fist, feeling the power once more fill his body.
Meanwhile, during this brief pause, with precise control over ’self-information’ through the Cause and Effect Tracing Technique, he quickly adjusted and repaired several minor structural conflicts caused during his extreme output earlier.
"Alright."
He lifted his gaze again, looking at the figure slowly rising from the pit of rubble in the distance.
The Black Robed Wizard raised his hand, touching his ravaged half-face.
Half of his head had completely vanished, leaving only a gory wound.
In the next moment, like a frame skipped in a video, his entire head refreshed to a new state.
Bone realigned, flesh regenerated, skin healed, and even the blood stains on his collar disappeared without a trace.
He was restored to his original condition, though his expression turned frighteningly gloomy.
Jeming didn’t give him more time to breathe.
His dark golden figure once again surged forward at light speed.
This time, the Black Robed Wizard didn’t defensively retreat.
A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and instead of retreating, he advanced, confronting him head-on!
[Fabrication] - "In this confrontation, the enemy’s contact parts will collapse and disintegrate!"
The outcome was defined.
The fists collided.
Invisible power of Law and dark golden destructive energy clashed directly, producing shockwaves that scraped away three feet of the surrounding ground for thousands of meters!
Jeming’s fist shattered upon contact without suspense.
Energy fragments scattered, the entire hand and half of his forearm turned to nothing.
Yet, just as the Black Robed Wizard thought this confrontation ended with the opponent once again ’losing an arm to survive’...
Jeming’s already shattered remnant arm, along with the yet-to-reassemble bare stump, firmly resisted against his fist as if rooted there!
Moreover, the sharp energy turbulence at the collapsing edge left several fine cuts on his fist!
More terrifying, Jeming’s other fist was unobstructedly smashing towards his face!
The Black Robed Wizard, a mix of shock and anger, forcibly mobilized the remaining quota to ’define’ the ’defensive posture of his own arm’ at the last moment!
Puh!
Jeming’s left fist shattered the Black Robed Wizard’s hastily raised right arm!
Dark red flesh and fragments of Law exploded within the dark golden glow!
The Black Robed Wizard was sent flying once again.
And Jeming’s shattered right fist, as he flew back, re-cohered into a complete fist as if time rewound, with fragments swirling back into place.
The Black Robed Wizard steadied his stance, looking at his ravaged right arm, the shock in his eyes finally beyond suppressing.
He was too familiar with this pattern.
When he fought against Jeming before, the opponent used this tactic of ’using the shattered arm to withstand attacks to gain counterattack opportunity.’
Bit by bit adapting to his [Fabrication] power, eventually achieving evolution from ’instantly crumbling’ to ’barely enduring.’
But now, the same tactic yielded vastly different results!
At that time, Jeming’s shattered arm could at best absorb damage as a ’shield,’ buying time for him to flee.
But now, this shattered arm could still inflict substantial injury on him!
But... why?
Why can an elementalized body retain this feature?!
He stared intently at Jeming’s dark golden body, fully deploying the exploration characteristics of the [Fabrication] Law, frantically analyzing its mysteries.
Then, he perceived it.
Deep within the body composed of the Fire Extinction Divine Light, there existed a... core.
Not an energy core, not a soul core.
But a highly compressed and immensely encrypted state of information — that’s Jeming’s true self!
His flesh, his soul, everything of his was compressed within that bundle of information.
And this terrifyingly powerful dark golden body outside was essentially the ’garment’ worn by that piece of information!
A hypothesis struck through his mind like lightning:
This meant that every attack of this body wasn’t merely a strike of destructive energy from the Fire Extinction Divine Light, but a full projection of Jeming’s entire power — including his freakishly powerful flesh that, after countless evolutions, could withstand the erosion of the [Fabrication] power — transformed through this ’energy garment’!
In other words, this guy’s current state still held strong resistance against his own Laws!
And Jeming, at this moment, was quietly watching him from several hundred meters away.
Within those dark golden whirlpool-like pupils was a clear satisfaction of having achieved a predetermined goal.
This is the most exceptional part of the Light Divinity Transformation system: the seemingly elementalized body actually relies on the loading of information to inherit everything from his flesh.
Most importantly, those various resistances honed from the Body Refining Technique!
Thus, at this moment, he was both an embodiment of the destructive energy of the Fire Extinction Divine Light and still the Jeming who had exchanged blows with the Black Robed Wizard for ten minutes, growing stronger with each fragmentation.
Energy and flesh.
Destruction and resilience.
He unified them into one.
The Black Robed Wizard finally understood.
The source of his sense of danger.
That young man, every inch of blood and flesh destroyed before, was a stepping stone to evolution; every edge of death was preparation for this moment’s counterattack.
Jeming slowly clenched his fist, feeling the surging power from this body perfectly fused with ’destruction’ and ’resilience.’
He looked at the Black Robed Wizard, his voice calm but carrying long-restrained sharpness:
"I’ve kept you waiting."
"Now, it’s my turn to attack."
(Extra update today, another Chapter coming soon.)