Chapter 466 Human Limi (1/2)

Joshua was once an ordinary Silver knight.

He had neither special bloodline nor powerful innate talent, and was just an ordinary vanguard commander, leading his troops to kill on the battlefield.

That did not change after the melding of souls and coming to own the System. Even if Joshua did possess martial art techniques from the pre-existence and could rely on the System to raise his own ability, he remained a mortal without powerful bloodline or innate talent.

In other words, a human that could not be more normal.

But everything changed once he acquired the Azurite, the legacy of the Chaos Guardian.

[Power of the Guardian's Legacy: All attributes gain permanent +20, all attributes gain permanent +0.01 for every Chaos monster slain (Bloodline Legacy can be selected after death, the margins of the Legacy would be decided according to individual's essence)]

[—The legacy of eras continues, never to end.]

[Splendor of Seared Evil: An additional 30% experience points are rewarded for each enemy allied to the Chaos slain. If there were initial rewards for the

[—The blood of Chaos is the source of the Flame.]

Those special attributes were of the utmost insignificance and mediocrity. Even the Chaos Guardian who hunted Chaos Monsters for a living had a hard time killing more than a thousand Chaos monsters—the attribute increase would not even reach 20 points even when given a multiplier. In fact, according to the historical records of the Radcliffe Family, the family head who had killed the most monsters in his short life had merely slain three thousand and five hundred Aragamis—the extra attributes would not be able to change anything.

And that was the decisive difference between Joshua and the others: the numbers.

In the Moldova territories, he had slain magical monsters by the ten-thousands, virtually sweeping away the Dark Tide on every occasion it arrived. On the world of Karlis, he had killed Aragamis by the ten-thousands, even crossing the tiers to slay a Supreme-tier offspring of the Famine.

Since then, the warrior continued killing mystical dragons and hunted ferocious beasts, not to mention that he had also virtually wiped the world of Illgner clean of golems under the blessing of Father Nature, at perhaps what was His full power support.

Still, he did not absorb most of the Chaos power to convert it into attributes, keeping it instead as fuel to activate his King of Searing Soul status. But even if it was just a little portion of it, Joshua was still able to raise his attributes to a threshold that far exceeds typical demons and giant dragons.

Thus, change in quantity became change in essence. A mortal body, with millions of units in added attributes could also attain a level that escaped mortal imagination, performing feats that would render the innately gifted speechless.

Like now.

A tremendous power that that far surpasses typical Supreme and could even compare to some low-level Legendary was spreading explosively from Joshua's heart and condensing at the tip of his swordspear. It was lifeforce from the Azurite, 'aura' empowered by millionfold.

The warrior's aura Kokyu-ho was essentially of the uttermost plainness. Before he founded the Infernal Breath by himself it had no noteworthy ability or effect, and was amongst the most basic of attacks and extreme heat. But even such plain and ordinary energy that was no different from going back to basics for a typical combat specialist, it became a spiral that could destroy everything in Joshua's hands!

Two things combined at Joshua's spear tip, forming a perfect spiral cycle. The first was the scorching heat that far eclipsed the sun's surface, and which sheer existence ionizes the air and melts the earth. The second was an unparalleled impact force, capable of shattering of everything—even the most fundamental constructs of physical objects.

As energy broke matter, releasing even more energy that could perform the breaking at the next level kept multiplying, and charged out at full power!

In the entrance of a concealed cavern the southwestern plains, several survivors were staring towards the distance prudently, with Adair, Crete, and Laurel amongst them.

The youths, having received Joshua's instruction, followed their instructions from the 'master' and gathered every survivor here to hide in a safe corner and wait until the battle ended.

They were naturally incomparably confident towards the warrior's ability. However, the specter of the military god that had an imposing presence which stirs the world still made them cower in fear, and the youths were certainly ill at ease with the incredible explosions and sonic boom that resounded from the distance.

”Do you guys think that Lord Joshua would…” Crete began to mutter to himself.

But before he could finish, a girl's voice that was rather gruff cut him short. ”Shut up, Crete!”

Laurel then narrowed her eyes at Crete, stopping the boy's retort with a gaze.

Despite that, her words were not from a sense of blind worship.

”I still remember the guardian's presence when he was still alive,” she said with a quiet voice, as if reminiscing. ”Even at the peak of his powers, he did not compare to the energy Lord Joshua showed unconsciously. This means that Joshua is a Heavenly-pinnacle force, perhaps surpassing Heavenly itself…”

In that very moment, a crimson sun was rapidly expanding in the distance and breaking just as quickly. At the panicked shouts of the youths, a gale above level-fourteen that was apocalyptic calm billowing towards them, forcing them to move the large boulder that seals the mouth of the cavern.

Nonetheless, the boy named Adair took a long look at the world outside before the cavern was completely sealed.

”Please win… My lord.”

Meanwhile, Joshua stared solemnly at the military god specter whose body was mostly shattered as the warrior floated in the air.

The armor-piercing greatsword had collided with the spiral swordspear, the result being the military god's total defeat. Not only was the energy greatsword in its hands demolished into crystalline fragments of light that spread everywhere, a gap with a fifty-meter radius was punched through the sturdy dragon-scale over its body—the pulverized ribs and vertebra visible from within.

However, the warrior who was the clear victor's expression was immeasurably serious, for the result was inconsistent with what he had in mind.

On the ground, numberless soldier ghosts that were floored by the shockwave stood up, shaking off pebbles from the gaps between bone and armor. The force from the spiral swordspear was formidable and focused, but the power behind it was not explosive originally—it was its collision with the armor-breaking giant sword that instantaneously ripped up a savage wind that engulfed the wasteland.

Even most Gold champions would have to face such impact force seriously or they would be maimed. Despite that, it appeared as if these Gold-tier spirit soldiers were unscathed, and as they rose, the almost broken military god specter also recovered.

As gray-black vengeful will and killing intent assembled once more, the skeleton military god's body and armor regenerated in seconds. Its left hand remained empty, however—it appears that the greatsword could not be reconstructed so easily.

Within seconds, the blow could be described as a full-power once was healed, and not a single undead soldier spirit was destroyed.

If that continued, there was no way to win this fight.

However.

”Their core… is you.”

Joshua focused his gaze at the dragon-armored general who stood behind the countless soldier ghosts and the military god specter while appearing unsurprised by Joshua's ability.

”Now I understand…” he said with a low voice. ”The soldier ghosts and the military god specter is a part of you, which is why only you would show energy reaction. Killing them is meaningless—it's only by killing you, [Lord of the Armies], that these undead spirits would be destroyed!”

It was nothing extraordinary since the phylactery of liches were built upon a similar principle. The life source of these soldier ghosts must have been residing within Armand's body, which in turn gave form to the energy source that was akin to an ice ocean, with the external body of that monumental energy being that skeleton military god.

Killing those things would therefore a waste of strength, only dealing damage to Armand mattered!

The general had said, 'I am the army; the army is I!'