162: Chapter 162 Fighting Beyond One's Level, Ultimate Radiance Celo Falls

Anserwe narrowed her eyes, sizing up the fellow blocking her path.

Peak Fourth Tier. Light Giant Race.

His talent looked decent; he must be some kind of "rising star" figure.

"Sailo! Come back! She is Peak Fifth Tier!" Chen Jingyi's voice came through the communicator, filled with obvious anxiety.

Sailo did not look back.

He just tilted his head slightly and said in a tone so arrogant it bordered on madness:

"Geniuses are always capable of fighting across tiers."

Anserwe laughed.

"Fighting across tiers?" She repeated the four words with amusement, "Alright, let me see how you do it."

Before the words had even faded, she moved.

Anserwe's figure left an afterimage behind, while her real body had already appeared before Sailo, slashing down with her blade!

Sailo had been prepared.

He instantly stacked the Wild Pose, his muscles bulging, his entire skin turning red, and clapping his hands together, he actually managed to forcibly clamp onto that blade energy!

"Interesting." Anserwe raised an eyebrow.

Sailo ignored her mockery.

He used the force to rebound, continued to stack the Corona Form, his body swelling by a size, and smashed a fist toward Anserwe's face!

Anserwe dodged sideways and backhanded a slash toward his waist.

Sailo had no time to dodge and could only take it head-on—Infinite Form stacked and activated again!

His body turned into a semi-corporeal energy state, and the blade energy passed through him, leaving only a faint ripple.

"Hmm?" A flash of surprise crossed Anserwe's eyes, "This talent... it really has something."

Seizing the moment of her surprise, Sailo activated the Ultimate Armor.

A set of energy armor flowing with golden runes covered his entire body, and he shot toward Anserwe like a cannonball leaving the barrel!

"Clang—"

Blade and fist collided, exploding with a visible shockwave of energy that tore up a layer of the surrounding ground.

Sailo was knocked back three steps, and Anserwe also retreated half a step.

"Not bad." Anserwe shook her slightly numb wrist, "To be able to force me back half a step with Peak Fourth Tier strength, you are indeed qualified to be called a 'genius'."

Sailo took a deep breath; he had basically exhausted his full strength.

The more forms Sailo stacked—Radiance, Wild, Corona, Miracle, Infinite, and Ultimate Armor—the stronger he became, but at the same time, the stacking of multiple forms placed a tremendous burden on his body.

Golden light erupted from within him, and he was like a small sun, illuminating several kilometers around.

"Then how about this?!"

He threw a punch, and the force of the fist turned into a golden beam of light, heading straight for Anserwe!

Anserwe finally got serious.

She gripped her blade with both hands, and ghostly green energy flames ignited on the blade.

She slashed down, and the ghostly green blade energy collided with the golden fist force—

"Boom—!!!"

The violent explosion sent both of them flying.

Sailo slammed heavily into a building, collapsing half of it.

He struggled to climb up, golden blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Anserwe steadied herself in mid-air, looked down at a shallow scratch on her arm, and a flash of appreciation crossed her eyes.

"To be able to hurt me at Peak Fourth Tier, you can truly be proud."

She raised her blade, the energy flames on it burning even more intensely.

"But this is where it ends."

The next instant, she vanished from where she stood.

Sailo's pupils constricted, and he instinctively raised his arms to block—

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Three consecutive slashes, each heavier than the last.

Three deep cracks appeared on Sailo's Ultimate Armor, and his arms were so numb they had lost all sensation.

"Is that all?" Anserwe's voice rang in his ear like a death warrant, "What about your other forms? Let me see, what other trump cards do you have?"

Sailo gritted his teeth and forcibly activated his strongest trump card—Plasma Spark Slash.

A golden light pattern appeared on the two head slugs on his forehead; it was the recognition of him by the Light Giant Race's source.

He concentrated all his power onto the head slugs, and the two head slugs combined into a huge golden blade of light, slashing toward Anserwe!

This was a suicidal tactic.

A flash of seriousness crossed Anserwe's eyes.

She gripped her blade with both hands, the ghostly green flames on it condensing into substance, and she also slashed down!

"Boom—!!!"

The two attacks collided, and the exploding energy storm leveled everything within several hundred meters.

When the light dissipated, Anserwe stood where she was, her breathing slightly rapid.

As for Sailo, he had reverted to his normal state, covered in blood, kneeling on one knee.

He used his last bit of strength to lift his head and look at Anserwe.

"You're still twenty thousand years too early to defeat me."

However, before his voice had even faded, he turned entirely into stone.

The result of the Light Giant Race exhausting their full strength—when their energy is completely depleted, they turn into a stone statue, waiting for the day someone awakens them with light.

Anserwe looked at the stone statue and curled her lip in disdain.

"Who isn't a genius?"

She raised her blade, preparing to completely destroy the stone statue.

She knew the characteristics of the Light Giant Race—as long as the stone statue was not destroyed, they could be revived with a little light.

After revival, they could also activate the "Shining" form, and their combat power would skyrocket.

She did not intend to give him that chance.

However, just as her blade was about to fall—

"Stop!"

A cold, clear voice rang out, accompanied by a bone-chilling coldness.

Anserwe's blade stopped in mid-air.

It wasn't that she wanted to stop, but... her time had been cut off.

Moon Brilliance, Aria's innate skill, carried the power to freeze even time.

A faint moonlight had covered Anserwe's entire body, stopping her movements.

However, Anserwe was Peak Fifth Tier after all; even though Aria was much stronger than when she fought Olivia before, she could only freeze Anserwe for a quarter of a second.

"Power to freeze time and space?"

Anserwe's pupils constricted, and she turned her head violently.

Not far away, a slender figure was rushing toward them.

Silver long hair fluttered in the night wind, ice-blue eyes were as cold as a ten-thousand-year glacier, and her body was surrounded by a faint moonlight radiance—

Elia.

And behind her, another figure followed closely.

Pure white wings were exceptionally striking in the night, and the Flame Holy Sword in her hand was already burning with raging flames—

Laya.

The three minutes Sailo had died trying to delay had finally bought them the time to arrive.

Laya and Aria did not pause; endless Moon Brilliance and Holy Judgment descended, completely disrupting Anserwe's attempt to finish off Sailo.

With her Angel of Hope form fully deployed, Laya's combat techniques were exceptionally proficient. Amidst constant movement and spellcasting, she quickly swept past Anserwe, scooped up Sailo's stone statue, and dashed toward a safe direction.

Anserwe wanted to stop her, but found herself struggling to move.