Throne of Gods: Divine thunder descends, and the Qilin descends upon the world!

Chapter 13 Battle Against the Son of Light: Sacrifice VS Lightning Strike
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Yuehui stared at Long Haochen opposite her, her bright, star-like eyes burning with fierce fighting spirit.

Even when facing a sixth-tier powerhouse, this Son of Light showed no sign of backing down.

He gripped his two swords tightly, their blades gleaming coldly in the sunlight, clearly determined to launch a close-quarters attack and deny Moonshine any chance to unleash her magic.

only……

Is Moonbeam a regular mage?
As soon as the referee gave the order, Long Haochen immediately summoned his partner, Haoyue.

The moment the three-headed moon appeared, it displayed astonishing power: Little Fire spewed out blazing fireballs, Little Light shot out arrows of light, and Little Green immediately cast an acceleration spell on herself and Long Haochen.

Even more astonishingly, Long Haochen stood steadily on Haoyue's back, his two swords crossed in front of his chest.

Golden spiritual energy flowed around him as if it were a tangible substance; it was the ultimate technique he relied on to challenge opponents of higher levels—Accumulating Power!
It was none other than his key skill for defeating the strong with the weak: building up momentum!
"Thunder Shield·Yu!"

Moonlight gently raised her left hand, and the lightning element wrapped around her wrist instantly solidified.

A purple shield made of pure lightning appeared out of thin air. Fireballs exploded into sparks on the shield, while light arrows scattered and shattered like waves crashing against rocks.

Long Haochen's offensive showed no signs of stopping.

"Holy Sword!"

The golden light on his twin swords surged, and the swords seemed to transform into two giant blades of light.

The fully charged cross slash came crashing down, the holy light colliding with the lightning shield—

It's sizzling!

A blinding surge of energy exploded, and the elemental turbulence of light and lightning tore spiderweb-like cracks in the air.

A flash of lightning appeared in Moonlight's eyes: "Thunder Shield - Thunder God Armor!"

Countless arcs of electricity erupted from his body, weaving together to form a translucent, deep purple lightning armor around him.

When the Holy Sword of Light struck the Thunder Armor, the two completely different elemental forces collided violently, erupting with a teeth-grinding "crackling" sound.

"boom!"

The energy impact knocked both of them back simultaneously.

With a flick of her right hand, Yuehui grasped the Thunder Serpent-like Thunderous Aura.

"Thunderous Slash!"

Upon seeing this, Long Haochen quickly crossed his two swords into a defensive stance.

"Godly block!"

boom--! ! !
The moment the Thunder Sword struck, the entire arena was engulfed by blinding lightning.

As the lightning subsided, Long Haochen had already slid several meters to one knee, his hands convulsing uncontrollably.

Two large swords were stuck diagonally into the ground, with tiny electric snakes still crackling at their hilts.

...

In the audience, all the powerful figures watching the battle couldn't help but twitch at the corners of their eyes.

Is this moonlight truly from a mage of the Magic Temple?

His sharp swordsmanship and ferocious close-combat style made him look like a seasoned warrior!

“Palace Master Li,” Qiu Yonghao, the Palace Master of the Warrior Temple, rubbed his hands together, his eyes gleaming with longing, “How about we transfer Moonshine to our Warrior Temple? Our Warrior Temple has never produced a Chosen One before!”

Li Zhengzhi glanced at him sideways: "Don't even think about it. Besides, can your Warrior Temple afford to support a Chosen One?"

He sneered, "Since Xiao Hui started cultivating, he has consumed more than seven million merit points. Can you come up with that?"

Qiu Yonghao was speechless.

indeed
Although the Temple of Warriors has the largest population among the six temples, it also has the highest casualty rate and the most scarce resources.

After all, training so many soldiers would require an astronomical amount of resources.
"Look!" Ling Xiao suddenly exclaimed, "Long Haochen hasn't given up yet!"

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately turned their attention back to the arena—

Haoyue's massive body blocked Long Haochen's path, its three ferocious heads baring their teeth and emitting threatening growls. Long Haochen braced himself with one hand on the ground, a healing light descending upon him, barely relieving the numbness in his hands.

He gritted his teeth, trembling as he gripped his twin swords again, and stood up unsteadily.

"You won't admit defeat?" Moonlight lowered the Thunder Sword to his side, lightning swirling around him like a dragon.

"I," Long Haochen gasped for breath, his gaze growing ever more resolute, "made a promise with someone, and I cannot fall here!"

Agreement?

Yuehui paused slightly, and a gentle smile unconsciously appeared on her lips.

“That’s really…” He slowly raised the Thunder Sword, and the violent power of lightning once again gathered around him. “What a coincidence. I also have a promise that I must keep!”

"Humph!"

Suddenly, Long Haochen raised his greatsword high with one arm, and holy light surged from the sword, the dazzling light causing the audience to squint.

Even more chilling was the fact that a strange, blood-red hue had appeared in his originally clear eyes.

...

"This is... a sacrifice?!" Ling Xiao suddenly stood up from his seat. "Has this kid gone mad?! This is a seventh-tier skill!"

Sacrifice is a high-level skill that can only be learned at the seventh rank of a knight. It involves burning one's own spiritual power and blood essence to gain a temporary but powerful boost in strength.

At this moment, Long Haochen only had a fifth-level cultivation!

“Haochen is the Child of Light. His brief sacrifice will only consume his spiritual power,” Long Tianyin said calmly. “It seems that becoming the leader of the guild is not an easy thing for Yuehui.”

Long Haochen is his grandson, but because of the peculiar rules of the Long family, Long Haochen may not even know that he has a grandfather who is a Divine Knight.

"Hehe." Li Zhengzhi chuckled, his eyes filled with absolute confidence. "You underestimate my Magic Temple. Even if you sacrifice yourself, or even if you use your full power on Long Haochen, you still can't defeat my Moonbeam!"

The "Embrace of Thor" that he bestowed upon Moonbeam could perfectly withstand all attacks of the seventh rank and below.

Long Haochen is currently only a newly-established fifth-tier Earth Knight. Even if he uses Sacrifice, his attack power can only be raised to the sixth-tier level at most, which is not enough to shake Moonshine's defense!
...

On the arena, Moonbeam's Thunder Sword was already pointing straight at the sky.

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, and lightning appeared and disappeared!
"Thunderbolt! Lightning Strike!"

Suddenly, several bolts of lightning, as thick as buckets, struck down from the previously clear sky, their blinding flashes hitting Long Haochen and Haoyue precisely.

"boom--!"

A pungent, burnt smell filled the air, and Long Haochen's twin swords clattered to the ground.

His consciousness gradually faded, and before he completely succumbed to darkness, his last thought was:
(So, magic can fall from the sky?)

"boom!"

Amidst the rising dust, the referee announced in a loud voice: "The winner is the Magic Temple - Moonbeam!"

However, a sudden change occurred—

“Gah!!”

The battered and bruised Haoyue suddenly roared to the sky, and its three heads went berserk at the same time.

The elements of fire, light, and wind converged wildly, forming a violent elemental storm around it.

All six of the beast's eyes were stained with blood, and its ferocious fangs were aimed at the moonlight.

"Haoyue!" Yuehui shouted sharply, holding the Thunder Sword horizontally in front of his chest. "Long Haochen is only unconscious; he will wake up in a moment!"

Haoyue was taken aback upon hearing this, and the central head moved closer to Long Haochen and sniffed.

After confirming that its owner's breathing was stable, it glared at Yuehui resentfully and carefully carried Long Haochen onto its back.

He went down to find a priest to treat Long Haochen.

(End of this chapter)