Chapter 18: Divine Beast ‘Dark Kun’
“What, the combined innate divine ability of the four ancestors?” Linley’s eyes flew wide open.
Immediately, Linley gazed into the void at the Overlord of Destruction, pondering: “Nearly twenty thousand years ago, this Overlord of Destruction already asked Grandpa Beirut for half of the Four Divine Beasts’ blood. Right, Galeson and the other three also said that five thousand years ago, this Overlord of Destruction once borrowed one hundred highgods from my Four Divine Beasts clan. Probably, it was also to study my Four Divine Beasts’ innate divine ability. And now, he has actually succeeded! Unbelievable. This Overlord of Destruction is indeed a terrifying figure.”
Innate divine abilities cannot be fully learned one hundred percent. But imitating a similar ability is possible.
However, for someone like the Overlord of Destruction, if he delved deeply into research and relied on the Four Divine Beasts’ blood, there was a chance of success in his research.
After all, take Linley, for example—the Amethyst Divine Beast’s Amethyst Space was its unique ultimate technique. With the guidance of the Amethyst Overgod, Linley eventually understood the principles behind it. Although its power was not as great as when the Amethyst Divine Beast itself used it, it was still formidable.
The ten Overlord-level experts all fell silent, watching from afar as the two Ruler Overlords clashed.
“Sizzle…” Black light spread across a thousand-mile radius, and at the very center of the black light, the blurry, sinister figure still hovered silently.
“O’Brien! I borrowed the innate ability of a peculiar race from my Hell, the Tartar tribe, and after countless years of effort, I finally perfected my ultimate technique again. This move of mine is far more powerful than last time. Now, try my strongest move again!” The Overlord of Destruction’s voice echoed through the void.
“Oh, sounds impressive. Go ahead.” The white-robed, white-haired O’Brien still wore a gentle smile.
His black robe fluttering, the Overlord of Destruction fixed his cold gaze on his opponent. With a flip of his hand—a pitch-black spear appeared in his grasp. The black spear was nearly two meters long, and even without being used, the sharp aura it emitted had already shattered the chaotic spatial currents around it.
Linley and the others watching from afar were secretly shocked.
Everyone understood. That black spear was none other than the Destruction Overgod Artifact!
“Boom…” The endless black light in the surroundings instantly converged, completely merging into the Overlord of Destruction’s body.
This created a vacuum within a thousand-mile radius, leaving not a trace of energy flow.
“Sha…” A strange, low sound came from the Overlord of Destruction’s mouth. At the same time, a massive phantom appeared behind him. The phantom’s length was a staggering ten thousand miles. It was a winding, serpentine monster, covered in black scales, with over ten thousand claws.
Ten thousand miles long, with over ten thousand claws, and also over ten thousand sharp wings.
At first glance, its scales, claws, and wings all seemed like black steel.
The monster’s head was bald, with two eyes on its forehead—one pupil white, the other red.
Linley, watching from afar, was completely stunned. The Overlord of Destruction’s true form was far too terrifying.
“What is this?” Linley murmured.
Linley’s divine sense was constantly spread out. Because of the fused Overgod power, no one else could detect Linley’s divine sense. But Linley himself clearly sensed that after the Overlord of Destruction used this move, countless threads of soul power were following a strange trajectory, entangling the Overlord of Fate!
The Overlord of Fate was like prey caught in a trap.
“You don’t know?” The Overlord of Death glanced at Linley and transmitted, “This Utred is the first life born in Hell, living deep within the Chaotic Sea. He calls himself the Divine Beast Dark Kun. This innate divine ability is called the Soul Prison.”
The Overlord of Death was the first life in the Underworld, and the Overlord of Destruction was the first life in Hell. Among the four Ruler Overlords, they were the oldest.
“Divine Beast Dark Kun, innate divine ability Soul Prison?” Linley’s heart trembled.
Indeed, none of the four Ruler Overlords were weak.
“But this trick won’t have much effect on the Overlord of Fate. Look—” The Overlord of Death chuckled lightly.
Linley had already seen it!
While using the innate divine ability Soul Prison, the Overlord of Destruction, carrying the Destruction Overgod Artifact, charged at the Overlord of Fate at a speed close to teleportation.
“Whoosh…”
The black spear shadow instantly transformed into billions of spear shadows, covering a thousand-mile radius. Like billions of venomous snakes flicking their tongues, each spear shadow emitted a black light. Billions of black lights once again entangled the Overlord of Fate. Then, countless spear shadows surged like a flood, engulfing the Overlord of Fate.
“Clang!”
All the countless spear shadows dissipated.
A single black spear thrust toward the head of the white-robed Overlord of Fate!
Ultimate Technique—Annihilation!
From start to finish, the white-robed Overlord of Fate faced it with a smile, not even making a move. His body was wrapped in countless black lights, heavily restrained.
“Heh.” The Overlord of Fate smiled faintly and flipped his right hand.
Strangely, though his entire body was entangled and covered in black light, this flip of his hand felt ordinary and natural. As he turned his palm, the entire surface of his hand shimmered with an eerie golden light. He struck the side of the black spear’s tip with his palm, producing a low, dull impact sound.
“Whoosh!” The Overgod Artifact was deflected and rebounded.
“Terrifying.” Linley shuddered at the Overlord of Destruction’s attack, and even more so at the Overlord of Fate’s effortless handling of it.
“Lord, how can the Overlord of Fate strike an Overgod Artifact with his hand?” Linley couldn’t believe it and transmitted to the Overlord of Death. The Overlord of Death chuckled and transmitted back, “This O’Brien inherently has one more portion of Will power than we do, so his foundation is naturally excellent. But that’s not the most terrifying part. The most terrifying thing is that this O’Brien is a madman.”
“Madman?” Linley didn’t understand.
“Yes. I’ve known him for countless years and know him well,” the Overlord of Death sighed. “He has no desire for conflict or greed. He doesn’t bully the weak… In short, he can be described as a very good-natured person.”
“Good-natured, yet a madman?” Linley was puzzled.
The Overlord of Death transmitted with a laugh, “Linley, tell me. He stands at the very peak but doesn’t enjoy any of the pleasures that come with it. His only hobby is one thing—increasing his strength!”
“Increasing his strength?” Linley didn’t understand. “How?”
“Research!” The Overlord of Death sighed. “This old fellow became the Overlord of Fate not long after the universe was born, and he was also a Paragon. From then on, he began studying various peculiar races. He researched all kinds of innate divine abilities, their origins, and then… used many of them for himself. That’s how he improved his strength!”
Linley was completely dumbfounded.
“Innate divine abilities can be researched?” Linley felt breathless.
“Don’t be surprised. No matter the race or creature, it’s all about the soul and body. Innate abilities are usually due to bloodline and soul. This old fellow, for countless years, has been studying various souls in depth.” The Overlord of Death sighed. “He’s a madman. Do you know? His body’s strength was originally very ordinary, but through research, it’s now no weaker than mine.”
Linley’s heart trembled.
“A man who has spent countless years immersed in research without a moment’s rest or relaxation. He doesn’t enjoy any entertainment and doesn’t fight with others. Tell me, isn’t he a madman?” the Overlord of Death asked rhetorically.
Linley listened and then looked at the distant white-robed, white-haired old man.
“Doesn’t he have a wife or children?” Linley quickly asked.
“No!” The Overlord of Death shook her head. “I told you, his only goal is to increase his strength!”
“He really is a madman,” Linley couldn’t help but think.
Even he himself would at most have his other avatars train diligently, while letting his main body spend time with his wife, family, and brothers. Although he also dreamed of reaching the peak, in his heart, family and brothers held a more important place. But this Overlord of Fate?
“He probably finds joy in increasing his strength,” Linley thought.
A madman so obsessed with improving his strength for countless years—how terrifying would his power be?
“Influenced by this O’Brien, many Overgods began studying peculiar races. But such research isn’t easy. It requires personal ability and immense patience. Spending billions of years sometimes ends in failure,” the Overlord of Death transmitted. “This Overlord of Destruction, Utred, has good patience. After countless years deep in the Chaotic Sea, he’s finally developed a true ultimate technique, hoping to truly defeat O’Brien once.”
“True ultimate technique.”
Linley understood it was likely the technique similar to the Four Divine Beasts’ innate divine ability.
The Overlord of Fate, in a judging tone, said, “Utred, this Annihilation move of yours borrows from the Tartar tribe’s ability. Hmm, compared to last time, this move’s power is about three times stronger. Not bad! Alright… now show me the new technique you’ve researched!”
The white-robed old man, like an obsessive fanatic seeing his favorite thing, stared at the Overlord of Destruction with burning eyes.
The black-robed, sinister Overlord of Destruction grinned: “Indeed, I have to use this move to threaten you.” With a flip of his hand, the black spear in his hand disappeared, replaced by another black spear, but this one was slightly longer.
“Overgod artifact?” Linley wondered. Why did the Overlord of Destruction put away the Overgod Artifact and switch to an Overgod artifact?
Though he didn’t understand, the Overlord of Destruction and the Overlord of Fate began fighting again.
The ten Overlord-level experts present all focused their attention, knowing that the most terrifying scene was about to begin.
“O’Brien.” The Overlord of Destruction said somewhat proudly, “This move came from my research on the Four Divine Beasts’ blood over nearly twenty thousand years, and I only understood it by chance. Without that stroke of luck, I might never have figured it out in billions of years. But the power of this move…”
The Overlord of Destruction smiled at the distant Overlord of Fate, “You’ll need to be careful.”
“Bring it on.” The Overlord of Fate’s eyes lit up.
Immediately, the black-robed Overlord of Destruction threw his head back and roared—around his body, four phantoms appeared: a cyan dragon, a dragon-turtle-like Xuanwu phantom, a phoenix-like Zhuque phantom, and a Baihu phantom!
These four phantoms were only about two or three meters long, circling around his body.
Above his head was the Zhuque phantom, beneath his feet the Xuanwu phantom, to his left the Qinglong phantom, and to his right the Baihu phantom.
“Boom!”
The space within ten million miles trembled violently!
In that moment—
The flowing spatial currents within ten million miles completely froze, and the constantly cracking fissures also stopped.
“This!” Linley was shocked.
“Impossible!” The Overlord of Death and the others also changed expression drastically.
The ten Overlord-level experts all sensed that the surrounding space had been instantly locked. Even they, merely caught in the aftermath, felt restrained, their movement speed sharply reduced. One could imagine the situation of the Overlord of Fate, who bore over ninety-nine percent of the attack!
A transparent streak of light shot into the Overlord of Fate’s body at terrifying speed.
A lowgod’s Four Divine Beasts could deal with an Overlord through their combined innate divine ability.
How powerful would this move be when used by the Overlord of Destruction? Although it wasn’t the complete combined ability of the Four Divine Beasts, its power wasn’t far off.
But the Overlord of Destruction didn’t relax at all. After using this move, he immediately—
“Swoosh!”
The Overlord of Destruction himself, holding the black spear, charged straight at the Overlord of Fate and thrust the spear directly at the white-robed Overlord of Fate.
PS: I got stuck today, really anxious. Hmm, I managed to write one chapter, writing straight through. I still owe everyone three chapters. Today, I’ll write three chapters. Tomorrow, I’ll write four chapters in one go. It looks like it’ll be late today, so everyone can get a good night’s sleep and read it in the morning. Hmm, continuing to write.