Chapter 1044 - 1044 Curse (1/2)

1044 Curse

The Space Rending Blade was like a knife cutting through butter as it easily tore a huge hole through Doroman’s powerful defenses in less than a second.

Doroman’s rhombus pupils shrank to their limit as he looked at that pitch-black huge Wind Blade. The endless incantations coming from his huge mouth erupted like a volcanic eruption.

In an instant, the chaotic spellwave flowed out, spells kept clashing and collapsing three to four meters away from Doroman’s mouth, creating a destruction storm formed from eight kinds of powers.

That pure Elemental Destruction Storm clashed with the Space Rending Blade and forcibly slowed the speed of the Space Rending Blade.

Spatial Storms, Elemental Storms, Void Storms, those were the most threatening things in the void. The Space Rending Blade was tearing through space and colliding with the Elemental Storm, it was unavoidable for both of them to destroy each other.

The Space Rending Blade’s deep blue core was exposed ten meters away from Doroman, that Space Rending Blade was destroyed under the onslaught of several hundred spells.

Doroman’s eyes were filled with alarm, he was completely unaware how that Ultimate Space Rending Blade had come to be.

The Space Rending Blade itself was only a Wind Blade with a spatial tear in front of it, its greatest power was the spatial tear, but the Space Rending Blade in itself was nothing more than a Wind Blade. With a good opportunity, destroying the Space Rending Blade was very easy.

But Ultimate Spells weren’t just limited to upgrading a spell by two tiers, that was only the most basic function.

The Ultimate part was actually raising the characteristics of a spell to its limits. And thus, an Ultimate Space Rending Blade had its spatial tearing characteristic developed to the pinnacle.

The Space Rending Blade would have an extreme cutting power which made spatial tears cover the Space Rending Blade itself. With that protection, the Space Rending Blade’s main body was untouchable.

That spell had to either be dodged, or forcibly resisted. Although that spell could be said to be comparable to an 8th Rank Spell, there was a lot of differences between strong and weak spells.

Lin Yun’s Four-Element Bomb already had reached the limits of 8th Tier Spells. Between single-target and aoe spells, the Space Rending Blade was definitely a single-target spell whose power was comparable to the Heaven Rank Spatial Spell, Dimensional Edge!

Spatial power could only be slowly mastered after reaching the Heaven realm. At that stage, mages that used the Spatial Law as a foundation and were proficient in Spatial Spells were hoodlums among mages.

Heaven Rank spatial mages were a group of unreasonable cheaters. Their biggest characteristic was the speed at which they ran. A mage of the same rank could only dream to catch up with a spatial mage.

Their second characteristic was their attacking power. Rank wasn’t the key part of spatial power, power was key. A Heaven Rank spatial mage’s basic attacking method was Dimensional Edge, and it could pierce through most shield spells.

Doroman could only sweat as he was faced with that Ultimate Space Rending Blade comparable to a Dimensional Edge.

Doroman had barely blocked the Space Rending Blade when he suddenly noticed that his remaining shields were being destroyed. They weren’t pierced by a hole, they were directly being destroyed by a formidable pressure!

He raised his head and saw the flame tornado, he had forgotten about, shredding his defenses.

The flame tornado only used a part of its power to tear through the defenses, the rest of its power firmly impacted Doroman.

The frantically revolving flames were supported by the power of the tornado. After the tornado tearing power was added to the flames, not only was the flames’ burning power strengthened, the tearing power was also increased.

Doroman instantly shrieked, his huge body frantically twisted while the dense fog in the surroundings started fluctuating.

Numerous tiny wounds appeared on Doroman’s body, as if countless burning knives had pierced his skin and only left black burnt marks on his body.

Strands of seven-colored radiance kept spilling out of these wounds, that was Doroman’s blood, the blood of the Magic Tool Incarnation. It was also Doroman’s Origin Power. After losing that power, Doroman’s strength steeply fell, even his intelligence was rapidly lowering.

As his power fell, coupled with the sharp pain, Doroman kept shrieking and struggling.

Lin Yun calmly floated over and looked at Doroman who was rolling about within the flames.

“Surrender or die, you can choose.”

Doroman shrieked, “Surrender, I surrender.”

Lin Yun sneered and spat out a rune. The flame storm revolving around Doroman slowly dissipated and only the limp and dying Dorman remained on the ground.

Lin Yun was holding the Book of Death, and the Element Chapter wasn’t the only glowing page, the Sage Chapter was also glowing, and there was one less Ultimate Spell on it.

“Idiot, how could you have a turn if whoever obtained the Book of Mantras became an unparalleled existence. Who knows how many unparalleled powerhouses would have appeared already.