41: Chapter 41 This strike is called Godslayer!
Time seemed to stretch infinitely at this moment, and the arrogant Mist Demon Giant seemed to sense a life-and-death crisis like never before.
Its originally formless face suddenly split open with a huge crack, emitting a shrill scream that pierced the soul.
It abandoned Su Xiaoxiao, who was attacking its lower body, and ignored Xiang Lie, who was biting onto it like a mad dog.
Its massive body began to shrink violently, and the black mist that had originally filled the surrounding hundreds of meters was forcibly drawn back in an instant.
All the energy gathered on its right arm.
Hum!
A "Soul-Extinguishing Spear," twenty meters long, pitch-black as ink, and capable of devouring even light, formed instantly.
The spear tip pointed directly at Lin Yuan in mid-air!
It knew that this human floating in the air was the only being capable of killing it.
"Want to risk it all?"
In mid-air, Lin Yuan's clothes snapped in the wind, and the deep blue light in his eyes burned to the extreme.
Facing that black spear capable of piercing mountains, he did not retreat.
Not only did he not retreat, but his lips curled into a wild, crazed arc.
[Chaos God Grinder Visualization Technique · Overclocked Operation!]
Deep within his sea of consciousness, the eternal chaos grinding mill began to spin wildly at a terrifying speed.
Lin Yuan felt as if his brain was about to crack, but he forcibly squeezed out every ounce of mental energy.
All his telekinetic power was no longer scattered; instead, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, it poured frantically into the "black moon" battle blade floating beside him.
The battle blade, forged from C-grade alloy, was now emitting a groan of being overwhelmed because it was bearing too much energy!
The blade began to vibrate violently at an extreme frequency, creating blinding sparks from friction with the surrounding air.
The originally pitch-black blade quickly turned crimson, like a piece of branding iron just taken out of a forge!
A destructive edge gathered at the tip of the blade.
"This strike will drain all of my mental energy."
Lin Yuan watched the black spear whistling towards him, his eyes cold as ice:
"But it is enough to kill you."
"Go!!!"
Lin Yuan pointed his right hand in a sword gesture and thrust it sharply towards the Mist Demon Giant's chest.
Boom!
The crimson battle blade turned into a meteor, rushing towards the huge black spear.
"Old Lin! Be careful!!"
On the ground, Xiang Lie's eyes were wide with fury; to him, the collision between the tiny battle blade and the huge spear was simply like an egg hitting a rock.
However, in the next second, a scene that left everyone stunned occurred.
Just at the critical moment when the crimson meteor was about to collide with the black spear!
[Telekinetic Micro-Manipulation · Z-Zigzag Flash!]
Swish!
The high-speed flying battle blade completely defied physical inertia, forcefully turning in an incredible "Z"-shaped trajectory in the air!
Avoid the solid, strike the weak!
In the Mist Demon Giant's ghostly green eyes, for the first time, an emotion called "fear" appeared.
It wanted to retract its arm to block, wanted to move its core to dodge.
But it was too late.
It was too fast!
After avoiding the spear, the crimson meteor's speed increased instead of decreasing, and with an unstoppable momentum, it instantly covered a hundred meters.
The crimson blade, precise, ruthless, and merciless, pierced into the position three inches below the left side of the Mist Demon Giant's chest—there, exactly where the soul core, frozen by liquid nitrogen and slowed in movement, was located!
"Explode for me!!!"
The massive telekinetic power attached to the blade, the moment it pierced the core, exploded like a bomb!
Boom!
That incredibly hard solid soul core, under the double blow of physical penetration and mental explosion, instantly shattered into powder!
Time seemed to stand still for two seconds.
Then, "Aooooooo!!!"
The Mist Demon Giant's massive ten-meter-tall body, made of black mist, began to tremble violently and collapse.
Splash...
The black mist that had originally condensed into a solid entity instantly lost its constraint and turned into a black rainstorm, pouring down.
The black spear that was about to pierce Lin Yuan also dissipated into smoke less than a meter from his brow.
Won!
Plop.
A fist-sized crystal, deep ghostly blue throughout, emitting a charming halo, fell from the dissipating black mist and rolled next to a rock.
[Top-Grade Soul Core (Level 3 Peak)]
[Value: Inestimable.]
Lin Yuan looked at the crystal, the ghostly blue light in his eyes quickly fading.
A wave of intense dizziness struck him, and his vision went black.
"Tsk... As expected, it was still too much."
Lin Yuan smiled bitterly, his body losing the support of his telekinesis, falling straight down from a height of over ten meters.
"Old Lin!"
A black shadow darted out suddenly.
Xiang Lie didn't care about his own injuries, lunged forward, and steadily caught the falling Lin Yuan.
"Are you okay?"
Xiang Lie looked at Lin Yuan, who was pale as paper in his arms, and asked nervously.
"I'm not dying..." Lin Yuan waved his hand weakly, struggling to stand steady, "Just a bit... dizzy."
The aftereffects of overdrawing mental energy were even more uncomfortable than physical injuries, like having a hangover for three days and three nights.
"Zheng——"
The black moon battle blade, which had performed a great service, had lost its crimson color, and there were even a few fine cracks on the blade.
But under the guidance of the remaining telekinetic power, it still flew back shakily and automatically returned to its sheath.
"Old Lin, that move you just used..."
"Sword Control Technique? Are you a reincarnated Sword Immortal?"
As a martial artist who only believed in fists, that scene just now completely overturned his worldview.
That was not just power; that was... art!
"So cool! So cool, ahhhh!"
Su Xiaoxiao jumped out from the pile of rubble holding her Gatling gun, her face flushed with excitement, her eyes full of little stars:
"Brother Lin Yuan! I recorded that strike with my helmet recorder! That Z-drift! That headshot! It was textbook level!"
"Posting this video to the school network could sell for at least 50,000 credits! We're going to be rich!"
Looking at these two funny teammates, Lin Yuan smiled helplessly.
"Basic operation, don't get too excited."
He then pointed to where the Mist Demon Giant had dissipated, which was also the location where the top-grade soul core had fallen:
"Stop just standing there singing my praises."
"Hurry up and pick up that soul core; that's a good item that can be exchanged for a set of S-grade mental potions."
Speaking of this, Lin Yuan paused, his gaze passing through the black water on the ground, looking at the place where the Mist Demon Giant originally stood.
There, with the dissipation of the black mist and the collapse of the ground, a corner of artificial building traces buried by soil was revealed.
That was an alloy door covered in moss.
"And..."
Lin Yuan narrowed his eyes; although his mental energy was overdrawn, his keen intuition was still sounding an alarm:
"Under this monster's feet, it seems there is still something incredible hidden."
"It seems this is the real reason for that research team's disappearance."