[Time-Space Blade - Instant Kill]
Description: Traversing the gaps in space, reaping lives in the cracks of time. An area-of-effect skill that deals true damage to all enemies, ignoring their defense.
P.S.: Actually, I think this trick is best used for escaping. All you do all day is fight and kill, it's so boring.
A perfect black sphere, a gray old-fashioned clock.
Two highly symbolic things clearly appeared in Wu Yu's mind.
Wu Yu tried to touch them with his thoughts.
A massive torrent of knowledge swept in.
The soul is being torn apart; the insignificant human spirit is being shattered by the overwhelming amount of information.
"Pfft."
Wu Yu was so shocked that blood flowed from all seven orifices.
Wu Yu's only gain was understanding that the two objects were the manifestation of the laws of time and space.
However, the laws are still too advanced for him at present. Just touching them poses a risk of life collapse. He was only able to save his life because of the power of the system.
Unable to think about it, unable to comprehend it, Wu Yu sealed those two pieces of information deep within his brain and refocused his attention on the battlefield.
wind,
It's stopped.
The yellow sand no longer swirled; instead, it quietly dotted the sky, grain by grain. The infernal black dragon ahead revealed its sharp fangs, and upon closer inspection, Wu Yu found it to be ferocious and ugly.
The world seemed to have become a three-dimensional canvas, where everything had stopped moving and was waiting for the artist to render it.
As the sole artist, Wu Yu's eyes were now filled only with black and white.
The initial surgical procedure was forgotten due to the brain's protective mechanism, but Wu Yu still understood the current situation, and he clearly knew what he could do and what he needed to do.
Wu Yu could no longer feel the weight of that incredibly heavy sword. With a gentle wave of his left hand, a rift opened in the distance, and a projection identical to the sword in Wu Yu's hand flew out along the trajectory he had drawn.
The blade pierced through the hard scales of the Infernal Black Dragon without any resistance, white blood gushed out, and the huge dragon head fell down with its mocking expression, making no sound when it hit the sand.
The world remained absolutely silent.
Wu Yu watched this scene expressionlessly, and then, without any pause, he swung his sword a second time.
Another demon has fallen silently.
And so, Wu Yu seemed to have transformed into a tireless killing machine, carrying out his unique task in this silent, black-and-white space.
The 13,567,152nd sword.
Wu Yu's expression finally changed. He no longer stared blankly ahead, ignoring the endless mountain of corpses. He raised his head, focusing all his attention on the black mist that had been suspended in the air the whole time.
Raising his sword high from head to toe, Wu Yu unleashed what he considered his strongest strike.
Time reversed, everything regained its color, and the world returned to the moment when Wu Yu swung his first sword.
Countless spatial rifts appeared simultaneously, and Wu Yu's swords appeared all at once in this space-time.
It was fast; each sword strike was so fast it was as if time had stood still.
But history doesn't repeat itself, and one entity did something completely different from the last time.
Countless black holes appeared around the Demon King, and the black mist surrounding him transformed into black thorns that swiftly pierced into the black mist.
"Clang!" Ten thousand voices rang out in unison.
Each black spike blocked the sword's path at just the right moment. The demons clutched their ears and knelt on the ground in pain, but otherwise they were unharmed.
The spatial rift quickly disappeared, and the Demon King closed the black hole around him, while the black mist floated erratically as before.
In the end, it seems that nothing happened.
But all the demons looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy, especially the Purgatory Black Dragon. As a seventh-tier legendary being who had already reached the Saint level, he could sense more clearly than his weaker kin that if the Demon King hadn't intervened, he would have perished under that sword strike just now.
"Clang, clang, clang." The sword in Wu Yu's hand turned into pieces and fell to the ground.
Wu Yu didn't care too much. After all, it was just an ordinary sword, which couldn't compare to the +15 Godslayer Blade he used in the game. He just hoped that Jack and the others wouldn't make him pay compensation.
Wu Yu's face was a little pale, and as if to verify something, he took a step forward.
"Whoosh." Blood gushed out.
A smooth cross-section was formed on Wu Yu's left arm, with his shoulder blade exposed nakedly in view, and the blood vessels that had not yet closed were relentlessly squandering Wu Yu's blood.
Fortunately, because his left arm was destroyed so quickly, Wu Yu didn't even feel any pain. Otherwise, given his temperament, he might have burst into tears on the spot.
The moment Wu Yu took that step, his entire arm seemed to have been hit by a laser cannon, instantly turning to ashes without leaving a trace.
The bleeding from his left hand hadn't stopped yet. If it continued like this, Wu Yu didn't know when he would bleed to death. But now was not the time to stop the bleeding. Wu Yu made a sword finger with his right hand, pointing it directly at the Demon King in the sky, and said calmly, "You are quite good. You should be the only being in this world who is qualified to make me use my second sword."
The Black Dragon of Purgatory stared in horror at the tiny creature before it.
This is utter arrogance! Even the strongest beings in human history have never dared to speak to the Demon King like this.
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