Chapter 985 The Coming Of The Avatar (1/2)

”Enough of this charade,” declared the old man. ”No matter what else happens today, I will kill you, you bastard!”

”All right,” Talon replied lightly, calming down all of a sudden. ”From this day forward, I'll never need to care about you—or be grateful to you for raising me up.”

For the span of a heartbeat, there was dead silence.

It was shattered by a boom as two powerful forces burst out again.

The old man didn't want to waste time. Straightaway, he began to gulp the Dark Force in his hand.

A small strand of it passed through his nose and then into his elixir field.

”Condense!” the old man shouted.

He knew that as long as the two energies were gathered together, they would form one very powerful force—the Shura Force.

Prior to this fight, the old man had performed countless tests and found that the Dark Force and the Primitive Fighting Force would merge together, after opposing each other at first. But all his tests had taken place outside his body.

When the two met inside him at that very moment, only then did he realize his mistake.

The old man's eyes widened, and he roared with a sudden pain.

Meanwhile, Talon was watching him with a knowing smirk. ”What's this? Suddenly you find that you can't merge the two forces, right? My dear master, do you think that I never once tried to refine two Emperor Characters at the same time? Now you understand why I only chose one.”

While listening to Talon, the old man was staggering with agony as his heart thundered within him. The Dark Force was not joining with his Primitive Fighting Force, as he had assumed it would. Instead, they were violently attacking each other!

Fortunately, the old man had swallowed only a small strand of the Dark Force. Otherwise, things would have gone much worse for him. His Primitive Fighting Force was at the emperor level. Had it fought with a greater amount of this Dark Force from a dead Shura, his elixir field might well have exploded.

Seeing that his efforts to merge the two forces together were useless, he relented and gave up trying. Gasping and groaning, the old man swayed, but managed to stay on his feet.

Talon looked at him with something approaching pity. ”Master, I hadn't wanted to kill you after all these years. But you've shown your hand today; you are too dangerous. And besides that, my debt to you is paid. I hope you will rest in peace.”

With that, he began to arouse his momentum sharply.

His face hardened and the air became cold as power flowed out of him.

The space windstorm appeared, swirling fiercely with Talon at its center.

The old man frowned in dismay, sensing that something terrible was coming into being.

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