Chapter 610 - 464: Who Can Blow It Bigger?
Chapter 610: Chapter 464: Who Can Blow It Bigger?
"Kill the woman and take the Crystal Stone fragments. Kill the man, and the Cross family will never have a genius again!"
Flora Bloom narrowed her eyes, watching the bird-man who was looking at her with disdain. He suddenly let out a sinister laugh. ’A pair of fiery wings? Then the one who killed Luna must be this War God Level expert right before me, Quentin Pryce.’
"Golden Crow, burn him to death!" Flora Bloom said calmly. She knew that with the Golden Crow’s power, even if the True Sun Fire hit Quentin Pryce, it wouldn’t kill him.
However, wounds from the True Sun Fire were not so easily healed—much like the wound on Lex Cross’s arm, eroded by that devouring power, had not healed easily.
"Yes, Master!" As these words were spoken, Quentin Pryce’s laughter grew even more exaggerated. "HAHAHA! To think you’re a king among birds, yet you acknowledge a tiny human as your master! How is your Golden Crow clan any nobler than my Fire Tribe?"
The Golden Crow spat a mouthful of True Sun Fire right at Quentin Pryce’s face. Although Quentin Pryce nimbly dodged it, the power of the True Sun Fire still made his heart lurch.
’This is bad! The power of this Golden Crow’s True Sun Fire is more than I can handle right now!’ So he looked down towards the people from Thundersnow Temple. "Thundersnow Temple, what are you waiting for! Hurry up and help! We’ll split this Golden Crow’s Crystal Core, fifty-fifty!"
Half of a Divine Beast’s Crystal Core was an incredibly tempting offer. However, Thundersnow Temple only hesitated for a moment before suddenly breaking into an exceptionally brilliant smile.
"My Thundersnow clan will not participate in this battle." Thundersnow Temple walked over to a large tree and leaned against it, striking a pose that screamed, ’You all take your time, I’ll just watch,’ which made Quentin Pryce freeze mid-air.
Normally, a War God expert facing two Cosmic Level opponents should have no reason to retreat. The level suppression was enough to easily extinguish the lives of those at a lower level.
But the Golden Crow’s fire gave him nowhere to hide, so in the end, he had no choice but to fly down and land.
"I’ll say it again! Let them go!" Flora Bloom continued to command from above.
Since today’s battle was unavoidable, she would at least kill Quentin Pryce to avenge Luna.
Quentin Pryce stood at the head of the crowd and looked at Aaron Rook. "Aaron Rook, why hasn’t your Rook family’s War God arrived yet! Don’t tell me you’re backing out too? This conflict was started by your Rook family, yet the main player hasn’t even shown up?"
Flora Bloom and Lex Cross both knew that timing was everything in battle. They had heard the conversation below clearly. The Rook family’s War God hadn’t arrived, and the Thundersnow family’s War God refused to get involved. If they didn’t strike now and blunt their enemies’ edge, when would they?
The Golden Crow dove, carrying Flora Bloom, Lex Cross, Graham Cross, Solomon Sterling, and the others. Despite the steep, sweeping dive, the people on its back were almost completely unaffected by the motion.
Quentin Pryce hadn’t expected them to charge down and attack so quickly.
"Just because I haven’t attacked doesn’t mean I’m afraid of you! You’ll regret provoking the limits of a War God Level expert! Die! All of you, die!"
Flames and smoke erupted from Quentin Pryce’s body. He turned his palms upward, and a dazzling, mesmerizing cloud of fire began to burn furiously atop his head, on his shoulders, and on his fiery wings!
"Quentin Pryce, are you insane?! That move is powerful against them, but are you trying to burn us all to death too!"
Aaron Rook, Jude Seymour, and the others quickly retreated with their clansmen outside of Orinburg, leaving behind only the people from the Morhaven base whom Jude Seymour had been holding as hostages.
And these people, though all superpower users, were at most at the High-level Superpower tier. They wouldn’t be able to withstand even a single touch of Quentin Pryce’s War God Level fire superpower!
Quentin Pryce’s eyes reflected the figures of Flora Bloom, Lex Cross, and the captives around him, his gaze filled with bloodlust!
"Hahaha, even if I can’t kill you, I’ll make you lowly native humans die with me! Let’s all die together!"
The seven clouds of fire suddenly flared up like ignited cotton balls, their flames raging as they began to merge into an enormous Fireball with Quentin Pryce at its center, growing continuously.
"I’ve investigated the abilities of the key figures in each family.
This is Quentin Pryce’s signature technique, Raging Flame Burst. After these seven clouds of fire merge, they will grow larger and larger. As long as Quentin Pryce has enough spiritual power, the energy of this Fireball will continue to be compressed inside, causing it to expand.
The bigger it gets, the more powerful the explosion will be! Anyone below Planet Level won’t be able to survive it at all. We have to fall back first!" Solomon Sterling’s face was grim. The larger the Fireball before them became, the more dangerous it was; they had to retreat immediately.
"Master, no need to retreat. Watch me!"
The Golden Crow suddenly gathered a Fireball in its mouth. The Fireball started small as the power of the True Sun Fire was actively compressed within it. Then, as more and more power was compressed, the sphere grew larger and larger.
In the end, it was a bird-man and a Golden Crow, competing to see who could blow the bigger balloon.