Infinite Gods Reign Supreme

Chapter 91 - Intense Follower Exchange. (jpg)
They are coming.

The reincarnators of the Celestial Team have arrived.

The instant his eyes exploded, Julian realized he had made a fatal mistake. Although he didn't know how his opponent had managed to penetrate his mental energy detection and launch a counterattack, this didn't diminish the fact that his team's weakness had been exposed to the enemy!

—The Celestial Team indeed has no members with spiritual power.

—But now they know that there is indeed a hostile reincarnation squad here in Bragi. And the psychic in our squad has been injured!

Take advantage of the illness to kill.

There is no simpler tactical technique than this.

Julian covered his eyes, the deep-seated mental tremor rendering him almost unable to muster his power. However, as a seasoned member of the Reincarnation Squad, he naturally carried powerful recovery items with him.

A talisman, a pill. The damaged eyeball rapidly healed completely. However, even so, his mental state remained damaged. It was as if that part of his mental energy had been defined as 'dead'!
——Instant death ability! ?

His thoughts raced—the mental anguish made the process particularly agonizing. He retrieved an expensive mental amplification tablet from his storage inventory. Just as he managed to re-establish the mental network within the West Sea team, a blinding burst of light erupted from the sky!

'Crack! Crackle!'

A massive bolt of lightning suddenly exploded. The dazzling white light filled the sky and earth, accompanied by the furious roar of a black evil dragon.

"How can it be!?"

He saw it.

He saw unimaginable things appearing in the sky.

That was none other than a colossal Eastern dragon, comparable in size to, and perhaps even slightly superior to, the evil dragon Bragi. Its golden scales radiated a majestic, precious light. And just moments ago, its power had clashed with Bragi's within the thunderclouds!

How could this happen?! How could this possibly occur?!

The West Sea team spent three days, exhausting all means and resources, to finally cultivate the pitch-black evil dragon, Prague. And yet, the Celestial Team could simply take it away less than five minutes after their arrival?
Even the collapse of one's Dao heart is insufficient to describe it.

If possible, Julian even planned to use his trump card immediately and leave the battlefield. Because the battle had only lasted a few seconds, and the evil dragon Bragi, who should have had the upper hand in his lair, was injured by the golden dragon's claws!

'hold head high--!!!'

The dragon roared.

The evil dragon spewed forth blazing dragonfire, but stopped at an invisible barrier that suddenly appeared beside the yellow dragon. Several small, flying dots seemed to float around the yellow dragon. However, Julian dared not cast his gaze toward the direction of the dragon's head.

No, it wasn't that he dared not. It was that there was no need. The excruciating pain actually made him more clear-headed at this moment. And he knew that he absolutely could not waver at this moment.

Don't try to understand the unknown; in the face of the unknown, focus on the present.

A sound rang out.

The sound surged and swelled from the depths of his heart. He pressed his brow sharply, enduring the unbearable mental anguish as he expanded his mental energy outwards. Bragi would not be defeated for the time being, and his thoughts clashed with those of the several Black Knight commanders who were thrown into chaos by the Celestials' surprise attack.

"—Dispatch the dragon forces and activate defensive measures. Support His Majesty Bragi, and simultaneously consolidate the front lines; the invaders have now breached the dragon's lair!"

He became the new leader, and the previously chaotic dragon's lair regained its order. Hundreds of dragons roared into the sky. Even though a dozen or so were immediately blasted apart in mid-air by the Millennium Falcon's multi-laser cannon, the rest still fulfilled their duty, successfully joining the battle between the dragons.

"(Ancient language) For His Majesty Bragi!" The dragon burst into flames of magical overload and crashed directly into the golden dragon. Their lives and power may be insignificant, but even ants can still shake this colossal creature from the gods for a moment.

'Boom—' 'Boom—'

Magic and blood energy exploded in a chain reaction.

More dragons rose from the dragon's lair, risking their lives to buy the evil dragon a fleeting moment of respite. In this brief respite, the protective measures within the dragon's lair, partially malfunctioning due to the missile bombardment, were reactivated, and supporting magic was projected into the sky.

The Celestials blocked the Celestials' first left hook.

Without hesitation, Julian pulled out a sharp cone inscribed with a spell and plunged it into his thigh.

'Well--'

That was no ordinary pain.

That pain contained a special curse that invigorated his mind and restrained his will.

The scattered mental energy fluctuations were thus further concentrated. The dispersed mental energy fluctuations then formed a black area with an intensity sufficient to passively generate a mental energy shielding field, completely enveloping the entire evil dragon's lair.

Numerous variables and details immediately came into view. Even though the mentalist lacked the ability to detect abnormal energy fluctuations from the enemy, he sensed the change occurring at a corner of the defensive line at that moment!
—There it is!

In the damaged area of ​​the northeast corner of the dragon's lair, an unnatural wind silently surged. As soon as he uttered his thought, the reincarnators of the Western Sea Team and the black warriors and black wizards stationed in the evil dragon's lair silently cooperated with his actions. A combined spellcasting ritual was immediately generated, accompanied by the intense firing of the mechanisms within the dragon's lair!
'Crack!'

A bolt of black lightning suddenly appeared out of thin air on the chosen ruins. However, the ritual magic, powerful enough to vaporize an entire armored company in an instant, did not cause any damage to the target!

Julian's eyes, one new and one old, widened slightly. His mental energy swept back and forth across the area, but he did not find even a single injured target manifesting as a result.

—Was the judgment wrong...?

—No, no! The reincarnator from the Celestial Team was indeed there; it was his leaked aura that created an illusion powerful enough to cause physical changes!

There was indeed a wind blowing there—but it wasn't the infiltration of the reincarnators. Rather, it was the natural pressure of the powerful aura emanating from them. These individuals, who considered themselves 'gods,' made no effort to conceal their presence. They simply appeared openly, yet the aura they passively exuded was enough to make the West Sea Team wary and on guard, as if facing a formidable enemy.

—They're just ordinary members, yet their aura is similar to that of their captains in normal times... Is this the power of the Celestial Team, the alliance of captains?!

His breathing suddenly became rapid.

Two figures, one in front and one behind, suddenly appeared outside the area affected by the ritual bombardment. They were the swordsman and knife-wielder that Julian had spotted during his earlier reconnaissance. The one carrying the knife was in front, and the one wielding the sword was behind. The next moment, the one carrying the knife raised his hand, his fingertips touching the hilt of his blade.

'Sa——'

Even under the mental scan, that incomparably sharp aura still sent chills down Julian's spine. With just a single, seemingly casual strike, within a fan-shaped radius of one hundred meters from the point where the swordsman had stepped, all living and inanimate objects were instantly cleaved in two!

Many of the dark warriors who had been lying in ambush behind cover fell to the ground.

Many dark beasts, along with their bunkers, shields, and obstacles, were torn apart and lay on the ground howling in agony, struggling in their death throes.

He appeared to be merely a thin, aloof, and lightly dressed man. But as he stepped forward, it was as if a mountain of relentlessly slicing blades was bearing down upon him. The surviving Dark Legion warriors blocking his path didn't even dare to look him in the eye before screaming in madness. Even the wizards, sorcerers, and Legion gunners wielding alchemical weapons, who were further away, dared not cast too much of their gaze upon his area.

"Fire! Fire!"

The Black Knight, in charge of battlefield command, roared angrily.

Countless... no, a total of about three hundred dark spells, along with approximately twenty thousand bullets and cannon fire of various colors, erupted towards the man's location like a tidal wave.

Then--

A sharp, piercing sword light flashed, and then suddenly twisted.

It resembled a sword, yet also eight intertwined and perfectly aligned streaks of light. Driven by a swordsman's incantation, it swept forward through the air. And the surging tide of gunfire and magical arts abruptly ceased!
The power was cut off.

Not only did it sever everything, it even reversed it. The sweeping sword light still had power left after destroying everything. And as it continued forward, it became the eight-colored storm that pressed down on the guardian.

Sword Qi Slash!
Despite being nothing more than a C-rank technique at most, this strike possessed the power of a seasoned B-rank combat skill. Following the sweeping sword energy was a sharp, narrow blade aura. And in the next instant, the ground, sky, barrier, and army that had invaded this place were all cleaved in two along with the outer defensive line of this evil dragon's lair!
—Are they all melee fighters who can use both physical and magical attacks...?

The defense line has been breached.

There was no infiltration, no luring, no fancy tricks. The two members of the Celestial Team simply and directly demonstrated their power to the West Sea Team's reincarnators, who were already hiding behind the Evil Dragon's Nest.

The wind howled.

Above the sky, the wounded evil dragon's blood surged once more.

"For His Majesty Bragi!" The Black Knight Commander stepped forward, attempting to reverse the collapse of the defenses with his own might. However, even though he risked everything, staking the black demonic energy that filled his entire body along with his own life on his sword, the result of this attack was still futile.

Samurai and swordsmen passed each other.

Shattered flesh and severed head fell to the ground together. A single strike was all it took to kill the target. Yet, it was precisely this single strike that allowed Julian to finally glimpse the secret power of the Celestial Team members!
—It's the Five Elements! The interplay and evolution of the five elements. Therefore, the core of that swordsman's power must be the 'Eight Trigrams'!
He pursed his lips and took out another cursed spike. Knowing the opponent's power composition meant he could arrange a counter-kill at the first encounter while avoiding the initial kill. Furthermore, as a psychic who wasn't part of the Celestial Team, he also possessed a special power.

Mental power techniques, mind piercing. Against opponents of the same level, even with defenses and protective gear, they will be momentarily stunned by this invisible strike originating from mental power fluctuations. And that momentary lapse in concentration is enough to deliver a fatal blow.

"Smith, wait for my signal."

At a concealed sniping position, shrouded in a dark aura, the West Sea Team's Reincarnator slowly raised an alchemical sniper rifle adorned with runes. A third eye, open on his forehead, allowed him to lock onto targets without triggering their instinctive alert.

Another Black Knight charged forward to meet the enemy. This time, however, the Black Knight was not alone; it was accompanied by cooperating war beasts and comrades providing cover. This meant that an opportunity was about to appear on the battlefield.

So……

Julian gripped the cursed spike tightly in his hand. And the next moment—

'Da da—da da—'

His body suddenly stiffened.

Because outside this theoretically safe and secluded hiding place, the crisp sound of high heels hitting the ground suddenly rang out!
(End of this chapter)