136: Chapter 136 Destruction Summoning

Lin Fan stood behind a protruding rock.

His eyes were cold and crazed, locked onto Abe Ishii, who was casting a spell below.

He counted down silently in his heart.

Lin Fan turned his head sharply to look at Wang Xiaoming behind him.

"Throw it!"

This single word carried an unquestionable authority.

Wang Xiaoming shuddered.

He was clutching the black metal sphere tightly in his hand.

His palms were slick with cold sweat.

That was the secret weapon Lin Fan had just given him.

Although he didn't know exactly what it was, he knew it was their only chance for survival.

Wang Xiaoming took a deep breath.

His lungs stung with tension.

He stopped hesitating, gritted his teeth, and used all his strength.

His arm traced a stiff yet determined arc through the air.

The black sphere flew from his hand, flying precisely toward the core area of the magic circle.

That was exactly where Abe Ishii was located.

Abe Ishii, who had been casting with his eyes closed, felt his eyelids twitch slightly; as a Great Onmyōji, his perception of danger was extremely keen.

He slowly opened his eyes, a trace of disdain flashing in his murky, aged eyes.

He saw the incoming black sphere and felt no strong spiritual power fluctuations.

Abe Ishii waved his folding fan lightly.

"A mere parlor trick."

"You dare to show off before me."

A transparent barrier of spiritual power formed instantly in front of him.

According to his expectations, the sphere would be easily deflected by the barrier.

However.

The moment the sphere touched the barrier, the expected physical impact did not occur.

Crack, a fissure split open on the surface of the sphere.

A strange green gas exploded instantly.

This was no ordinary bomb.

This was the "Special Stink Shock Bomb" synthesized by Lin Fan using the system.

It contained essence extracted from mutated skunks and corpse flowers, compressed inside.

Enhanced by the system's hundredfold critical strike.

The stench was enough to make even gods retreat.

The sphere underwent a violent chemical explosion the moment it touched the barrier.

Boom!

A thick, intense cloud of yellow toxic mist spread instantly.

Ignoring the obstruction of the spiritual barrier, it seeped through the air and penetrated into the magic circle.

"Ugh~"

Abe Ishii, who previously had an inscrutable expression, turned deathly pale instantly.

The stench shot straight to his brain.

It felt as if a dead rat that had been rotting for a thousand years had been shoved up his nostrils.

Intense physical discomfort made it impossible for him to maintain high-level concentration.

His stomach cramped violently.

He bent over and began retching violently.

It wasn't just him.

The dozen or so Onmyōji and ninjas maintaining the formation inside the magic circle suffered even worse.

They were at the center of the toxic mist.

Each of them was choked by the fumes, tears and snot streaming down their faces.

The previously synchronized chanting was instantly interrupted.

It was replaced by a chorus of vomiting.

The output of spiritual power was instantly severed.

The heart in the blood pool, which had been greedily absorbing energy, lost its power supply.

Thump!

The heart contracted violently.

It let out a shrill, monstrous shriek.

The sound was sharp and piercing, filled with extreme anger and pain.

Terrifying sound waves spread in all directions.

The stalactites at the top of the cavern were shaken loose and fell like raindrops.

Shadow Circle, also known as Wang Chenguang, who was at a critical stage of the spell, was standing at the edge of the blood pool.

He suffered the most severe backlash.

Pfft!

A mouthful of black blood sprayed from his mouth.

His body swayed unsteadily, and the red light in his eyes dimmed rapidly.

He raised his head in shock, looking toward Lin Fan's direction.

His eyes were filled with disbelief.

He had thought Lin Fan would launch a sneak attack.

He had thought Lin Fan would launch a frontal assault.

But he never, ever expected.

That this guy, a proud genius of China, would actually use such low-handed tactics.

Throwing a stink bomb?

Is this something a human would do?

However, Lin Fan didn't care about his enemy's thoughts at all.

Take advantage of your vulnerability to take your life.

This was his life motto.

"Now!"

Lin Fan roared.

His figure surged forward instantly.

The S-rank Divine Ember Flame erupted with a roar.

Golden flames rose from his body, transforming into a roaring fire dragon.

He was like a golden meteor, charging straight at Abe Ishii in the center of the magic circle.

"Old man!"

"Let me roast you!"

The battle blade in Lin Fan's hand, wreathed in raging flames, slashed down with the force to cleave mountains and shatter rocks.

At the same time.

Lei Zhan, who had been waiting for the right moment, also moved.

"First Squad!"

"Fire for full coverage!"

Lei Zhan gave the order.

The heavy machine guns that had been set up roared.

Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat!

A dense hail of bullets, like a metallic storm, poured down on the chaotic ninjas on the perimeter.

Several soldiers holding spiritual energy rocket launchers also pulled the triggers.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The rockets, trailing long tails of flame, flew precisely into the crowd.

Boom!

The violent sound of explosions echoed through the cavern.

Those ninjas, dizzy and disoriented by the stench, had no time to mount an effective defense.

A large number of them were harvested in an instant.

Severed limbs flew everywhere.

Blood stained the ground red.

The once solemn and sacred summoning ritual instantly turned into a slaughterhouse.

Abe Ishii had just finished retching up a mouthful of bile.

When he felt the scorching heat coming from above.

After all, he was a veteran powerhouse; at this life-or-death moment, he forcibly suppressed the discomfort in his body.

He bit his tongue tip sharply and spat out a mouthful of vital blood.

The folding fan in his hand grew instantly, transforming into a shield to block above his head.

Clang!

Lin Fan's flaming battle blade slammed heavily onto the folding fan.

Sparks flew everywhere.

The terrifying force drove Abe Ishii's legs deep into the ground.

"Damn it!"

Abe Ishii let out a roar of rage.

His eyes were filled with resentment.

The ritual had been ruined, and the perfect Yamata no Orochi could not descend.

Since that was the case.

Then he would let them see the scenery of hell.

He no longer tried to maintain the stability of the formation.

Instead, he formed seals with both hands, pouring all the spiritual power in his body frantically into the blood pool.

"Come forth!"

"Avatar of the God!"

"Devour everything!"

Following his roar.

The blood pool boiled completely.

That giant heart exploded with a boom.

An aura of extreme terror shot into the sky.

A deformed giant snake with three heads burst out from the blood.

Although its body was not as huge as in the legends, it was still over ten meters tall.

The three heads were crimson, purple-black, and dark blue, respectively.

Although it was a premature, deformed child.

The pressure coming from the ancient beast still made the entire cavern tremble.

The giant snake roared at the sky.

Its ferocity was monstrous.

Although it was only an unfinished avatar.

The aura it emitted was already infinitely close to a Peak Grandmaster.

Even faintly touching the threshold of a Martial King.

Under this terrifying pressure.

Except for Lin Fan and Lei Zhan.

Everyone present felt difficulty breathing.

Wang Xiaoming and the other rookie team members collapsed directly onto the ground.

Their legs were shaking uncontrollably.

This was the suppression of life levels.

It was the instinctive fear humans feel when facing top predators.

However.

Lin Fan's reaction was different.

He looked up at this hideous monster.

Not only was there no fear in his eyes.

But a strange light lit up instead.

That was the sign of the Eye of True Sight being fully activated.

In his field of vision.

The arrogant beast before him was broken down into strings of data.

[Target: Mutated Yamata no Orochi Avatar]

[Level: Peak Grandmaster (Weakened)]

He slowly drew the long blade from his back.

He licked his dry lips with his tongue.

"Such a big snake."

"Enough for a few meals."

He muttered to himself.

The greed revealed in his eyes was even more terrifying than the monster opposite him.

Just then.

The giant snake seemed to sense Lin Fan's highly insulting gaze.

That purple-black head turned sharply toward Lin Fan.

It opened its blood-red maw.

Pfft!

A stream of ink-green venom shot out like a high-pressure water gun.

Wherever the venom passed, the air hissed with corrosive sounds.

Even the rocks were instantly melted.

As the crisis erupted, Lin Fan did not retreat but advanced instead.

"Bring it on!"

He let out a low shout.

The golden light on his body surged violently.

The Indestructible Golden Body was pushed to its limit.

He transformed himself into a golden god of war.

He actually chose to charge straight at the corrosive venom.