Chapter 386: Expanding Elemental Sphere

Ludendorff exchanged glances with the others. They didn’t speak, but they all saw the fear and intention to retreat in each other’s eyes. They wanted to flee. As long as they returned to their City-States, they would all possess the strength of a Pseudo-Rank Legend and wouldn’t die.

This reality-altering ancient battlefield didn’t seem very powerful on the surface, but in reality, it was permeated with fear, supremacy, and invisible Negative Energy curses, making the enemies shudder unconsciously. Most importantly, this ancient battlefield could permanently keep the enemies who died here.

The Negative Energy howled. A creeping sensation covered the bodies of the six Great Heroes present, as if corpses were lying on their backs and blowing cold air.

Ace hovered in mid-air, looking down with disdain like a Deity. He raised his hand gently, and four stone coffins slowly rose from the pitch-black and gloomy ancient battlefield.

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!

The coffin lids fell heavily one by one. The gray gas slowly dispersed, revealing the terrifying things within. The Jim Brothers and Croft stood quietly inside the stone coffins. Their eyes suddenly snapped open.

Pitch-black and gray-decayed eyeballs, somewhat rotting bodies—familiar yet strange.

“To actually play with the dead… you damned Desecrator.”

As soon as Yves’s voice fell, Croft’s movements accelerated abruptly. He rushed in front of Yves and kicked him away.

The Jim Brothers also used their combined Authority. Pale, scorching flames rushed toward Ludendorff and the others like a torrent.

They dodged in a panic. In the urgency, Ace discovered someone was isolated—the last non-King Great Hero.

The corners of Ace’s mouth turned up slightly. He whispered, “It’s you. The final prey. Be buried in this battlefield.”

Ace wasn’t in a hurry. His eyes, filled with truth-breaking and fear, looked directly at his prey. The descendant of the God of Combat, targeted by Ace, felt his hair stand on end. Under high pressure, his eyes turned bright white like a ferocious beast.

“Huh?”

Ace uttered a soft query of surprise. He knew a bit about the descendants of the God of Combat. Back in Medimus City-State , that muscular man in underwear, Arnold , who stood on the tiled roof of the palace every day, was a descendant of the God of Combat.

Most of them were proficient in combat skills, or rather, they were born combat materials.

The state of the enemy in front of him was very abnormal. Ace didn’t attack directly but let the white-bone Undead swarm up while he activated the Eye of Truth (Pseudo) to observe patiently.

Fists, palms, feet, elbows, head—it seemed every inch of his hard body could become a weapon. The combat carried a special rhythm, like an impassioned march; every punch, palm strike, and kick was a trembling musical note.

That storm-like special rhythm swept across the entire ancient battlefield. It seemed some mystery was brewing. Ace seemed to feel countless people shouting, feel the unyielding spirit of warriors, feel the fearlessness of braves, and feel the fighting art of a grand combatant.

Ludendorff also saw that scene. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he muttered in a weak voice, “Gold… a Golden Hero. A Golden Hero who has comprehended the ‘Heart of Combat’ is about to be born.”

Ace didn’t hear clearly what Ludendorff said, only catching the words “Heart of Combat.”

But he wouldn’t mistake that pale golden light. That was the light of a Level 2.5 Rune; that was a Golden Rune shining.

He narrowed his eyes slightly. Rune structures rotated crazily in his pupils. The cowlick on his head swayed slightly. The ability to understand the unknown was activated, and a large number of Golden Rune structures appeared in Ace’s eyes.

“A collection regarding combat… a Golden-level combat technique? Truly appetizing. You are mine!”

The Six-Element Ring emerged behind Ace, rising rapidly to the sky above the ancient battlefield. Carrying layers of dazzling rune structures, it expanded rapidly. Boom!

Extremely intense, pure basic elements swept across the entire battlefield like angry waves. The five Kings had to huddle together, helping King Yves of Milne hold up a protective shield to stay safe.

Inside Ace’s Mental Imagery World, the Mana in the Lake of Mana was consumed drastically, the water level dropping to half.

The descendant of the God of Combat , who was advancing to Golden Hero, charged very calmly. Everything about his body could be used as a weapon; everything in his hands became a weapon. He himself was like a collection of combat, an artwork of sublimated combat skills.

Ace looked at his body with a greedy intent. Without hesitation, he held the Golden Spell “Time Stagnation” in readiness. The Six-Element Ring in the sky changed, and the icy cold wind of the Touch of Extreme Cold sprayed out.

This was a super-large-range control spell. The entire ancient battlefield was covered in frost. Even with the sublimation of combat skills, this unknown Golden Hero couldn’t avoid such a large-scale freezing.

He was covered in frost, transforming into a monument of ice. However, this monument wasn’t stable; it was shaking violently.

Under the observation of Ace’s Eye of Truth (Pseudo), his body muscles were moving at a fixed frequency. At this rate, he would break through the frozen state in at most three seconds.

“That’s enough.”

Ace threw out the held-back Golden Spell “Time Stagnation,” enveloping him perfectly. One-quarter of the brilliant Star Mana remained in the Lake of Mana. Ace raised his right hand high.

The Six-Element Ring in the sky seemed to sense it and stopped the extreme cold wind, condensing rapidly.

Time passed bit by bit. Because the five Kings were hiding behind the shield, they couldn’t break through the extreme cold freezing in their body. Ace had ample time. He stripped away the Life Element and, using the characteristics of the ancient battlefield, used the Death Element as the core to condense the Earth, Fire, Wind, and Water elements into an expanding, giant, dark-lustrous elemental sphere.

Holding the elemental sphere high, Ace suddenly noticed someone peeping from afar.

Nicholas looked at the frozen battlefield and the terrifying expanding elemental sphere, swallowing his saliva involuntarily. He had imagined how strong the “Dark Raven Devil” was, but he never imagined he would be this strong.

Even he, the always proud Nicholas, had to admit that the opponent’s strength exceeded his cognition. Suppressing ten Great Heroes single-handedly, and even a newly broken-through Golden Hero … had the opponent reached the Legendary level?

“I really don’t know how such a terrifying genius was born. Who gave him the knowledge of the supernatural? Could it be that he, like me, got inspiration from a Shaman?”

Just as Nicholas was letting his imagination run wild, he suddenly realized he was exposed. Ace’s indifferent, terrifying, and self-supremacy eyes met his gaze.

The rune structures were dazzling, as if seeing through him instantly. Even though he was in symbiosis with the machine, he felt cold sweat pouring down. Nicholas’s body went stiff, and he smiled awkwardly.

Ace stared at Nicholas, observing his form, but the movements of his hands didn’t slow down. That expanding elemental sphere gradually transformed into a pitch-black, lustrous elemental sphere the size of a palm.

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