Chapter 671 Demon’s Resolve (1/2)

Being torn by a thousand wild gales in the skies, or being underground as the subterranean reaches trembled ten thousand times—that was how the warrior felt in that very moment.

The extreme radiance and energy impact from Helm engulfed the entire Abyss. However, it surprisingly did not produce the genuine profound destructive force of a supernova apart from the blinding light and searing heat that melted stone islands. Even so, Joshua was still dealt a heavy blow.

His mind empty with only a strong sense of danger reverberating within, Joshua's will was unhinged, as if being ripped apart by a tempest. The halo Helm turned into did not only affect him physically but also spiritually—the warrior's soul, once sturdy without equal, was almost blown away from the physical form. If not for him having learned a little Soul-Substance Transition from Vahina so that there was a stronger rapport between his body and soul, Joshua's soul might really have been gusted away from his body, scattering endlessly amidst the energy windstorm.

Fortunately, that did not happen, although Joshua's soul was now so shaken he found it difficult to think. He now simply could not move rationally, and could only feel it as the cluster of light Helm mustered his full power to transform was cleaving his chest apart… Was it cleaving? If it was cleaving, he should have been cut into two halves—degenerate matter was not indestructible, and any sufficiently powerful attack could destroy that shell formed from White Dwarf substance.

'What… am… I… actually… doing?' A faint consciousness flickering in the depths of his mind.

'Right… I am… fighting, enemy!'

Meanwhile, behind Joshua, the Demon General Saluka was just that far from having its soul broken, scattered into the wind. The Insectoid Demon sensed its soul had left its body, albeit without its link severed completely. Now simply having no thought to spare to trouble the warrior, it instead panickily attempt to reassemble its body and soul. If not for Joshua having taken the brunt of the blow, its consciousness would have been broken apart, leaving it as pieces of flesh without consciousness.

Then, having dragged its own soul back into its wound-riddled body, Saluka hurriedly augmented the link between them, having no thought to spare about what just happened… Helm had assumed a form he never seen before, and charged towards Joshua but was blocked. Still, its own ambush caused the warrior to slip in his defenses, while the demon itself lost most of its consciousness when Helm crashed into Joshua—until now.

”That human… should be dead now, right?”

Although Joshua's body appeared unscathed, he had stopped moving. That gave Saluka the irrepressible thought that since Helm's unknown attack could assault the soul, perhaps Joshua's soul had taken a direct blast and scattered?

And it does not get better than that… If Saluka was given a second chance, it would never fight Joshua. The very existence of the giant god that caused despair was nightmare incarnate, and the Insectoid Demon General now simply wanted to return to the Sixth Abyss and advise Its Majesty the Demon King not to try anything against Mycroft. They would never touch that world with even one finger; they should learn the art of reverence.

But just as Saluka's heart calmed, the Giant God of Steel suddenly moved.

”What—What?!”

The giant's four arms suddenly shook. Soon, four mountainous arms that could crush the shell of Legendary aberrations regained mobility, and though rigid, there was no doubt that it could move. Saluka's heart welled with despair and fear at once, it never once imagined that Joshua's soul would not scatter beneath the might of that unnamed ray!

And in the very next moment, four arms flashed with fiery silver light, which soon began to burn upon those hands as if chainsaws.

Joshua had yet fully recovered his consciousness. His soul remained struck severely and dazed, the dizziness that made thinking difficult revolving around the depths of his soul… Any mortal would have fallen into an illusion of memory and begin to reminisce everything they remembered, falling into a trap their own soul created over centuries, never to awaken for all time.

Joshua was almost in the same state, and yet he moved. As Saluka looked on and shuddered, those four arms lifted, mustered power and swung down violently.

Even if he had lost consciousness, his soul shaken and not knowing anything, even if that faint awareness was but weak sparks in the spiritual sea, the warrior was still the warrior. His body remembered as the barest hint of consciousness flowed, allowing the body of Steel to remember its mission.

To kill the enemy.

Boom!

The fingers of the four arms closing to form knives, it determinedly slashed towards the halo. Even the powerful radiance comparable to supernovas could not stop Joshua's onslaught, those knifehand strikes hitting the halo Helm had transformed to… and piercing it.

Hum!

As the halo trembled, an even more powerful ripple emanated. This time, Joshua notwithstanding, even Saluka felt its spirit emptying. When it regained consciousness, the Insectoid Demon could see that the skin up front of Joshua's body was slowly peeling off, turning into burning Steel shards.

That attack, however, allowed Joshua to regain part of his normal reasoning ability. Staring at the halo that came striking at him without stopping, as well as the shards of his body that kept

It was a collision attack, intricate down to the level of particle acceleration.

Helm was burning its own soul. It had wagered that, along with its body and all its honor so that its Legendary physicality would turn into a pure particle accelerator, before it turned into a whirling halo that charged towards the warrior. In other words, Helm was using its body and soul as gunpowder, an irreversible act of suicide to trade for a tremendous maiming upon Joshua.

The moment the attack made contact, infinite Soul Particles belonging to Helm turned into ta empest that pierced consciousness, intending to blast away Joshua's soul from his body and tearing it apart. At the same time, the substance particles accelerated to the peak that formed his body would strike against Joshua's Steel body refined a thousand times over, 'corrupting' it.

Endless particles were colliding, splitting and fusing rapidly on a microscopic scale. They were transforming incomprehensibly, turning into a variety of heavy elements—indeed, the Steel Strength fragments peeling out from Joshua's body was no longer Steel Strength, but gold, carbon, iron, palladium or lead, elements amidst this world! They were sprinkled like star clouds to the universe after a supernova burst, scattered to every corner of the Bloodmoon Abyss.

In that instant, Joshua finally understood the key to Creation: it was akin to building blocks in an extreme microscopic view.

Now, however, was no time for epiphanies. Having seen through his opponent's attack, now was Joshua's time to retaliate.