Chapter 990 - Avatar of the Spirit Lord (2/2)
“We really can’t play hardball on this Time for plan B,” Sir Systeon and made another atteers swung across at one fell swoop
They were stuck Teleportation went haywire
“Oh, sht! Nohat?” Fang Ning was unnerved
“Stop panicking, I a to focus here,” Sir Syste stood back in silence
“Summon your Two Divine Monuments, I’ll hold the sent for the green-skinned frog and the macaw forthwith
Instantly, the black sword let out a cyan flash and glittered in the color of the heavens and the earth
The five fingers fiercely snapped as they were powering up
The clangor of a hefty thwack reverberated all around them
Sound waves could not travel in space However, the vibrations were felt on a spiritual level and they spread in all directions
Fang Ning could feel the impact in his mind The attacks were nullified since he was in the System space Nevertheless, he believed that the vibrations could shake the soul out of him if they had a chance
Fortunately, he was controlled by the System The vibrations had no effect on the latter
“You okay?” Fang Ning asked
“Don’t sweat it This sword, however, is in a bad shape It will cost ain,” Sir Syste sas Mythical-grade” Fang Ning was once again flabbergasted
“The dae dealt to us was Supreme-God-level The fact that we held up until now , unlike the dreck that your hu,” Sir System smirked in confidence
“How about you ht I saw this attribute in the Heavenly Book,” Fang Ning suggested
“I forgot to h You can’t expect that it would still be in one piece like Kirby after the Big Bang,” Sir System came clean, “Any harm caused by a Supreme-God-level cannot be stopped”
“Got it, so what happens now?” Fang Ning asked in a low voice
“Ask Death for any protectiveimmediately queried
“I know only offense and destruction, defensive skills are not my forte” Death shook his head
The Culinary God spoke before Fang Ning had the chance to be disappointed
“I think my black pot would be of some use here”
“Then I would like to rent that pot fro beseeched
“Of course, I a here anyway” Albeit he was no saint, the Culinary God was indubitably ht that he must at least have so house
After he spoke, a puff of white smoke rose from the handle of his black pot and wandered across the entertainment room
Apparently, he knew that he was invulnerable inside the entertainment room Not even Death could harm him
If it were not for that, he would not have lent anybody his black pot
Fang Ning took the black pot and said to Sir Systeenuine artifact, not your ordinary ‘pay-to-win’ ite,” Sir Systeone
At the same time outside, the black sword curled itself into position and the black pot was there shi+elding it before the next fusillade
The fingers snapped again
“Bang!”
Another Spiritual Fluctuation ensued, and the black pot eed unscathed