Chapter 129: God-Slayer (2/2)

The success of his finger technique had also exhilarated Wang Tong. This was the best way to test the effectiveness of the micro control of his GN force.

Although his fingers felt a bit sore after having endured so much strain, Wang Tong was thrilled with the outcome.

Other than Wings of Heaven who was greatly impressed by the move, no one could make out what had just happened. As a veteran Warrior, Wings of Heaven didn't not blindly believed in soul energy. Although soul energy was a good indication of a fighter's strength, overly relying on it would make one overlook the role that other factors played in combat, factors such as fighting styles, skills proficiency, and GN force.

Wings of Heaven was also in awe of Einherjar Wannabe's ability to copy other fighters abilities as he had reckoned that the finger flicking was no doubt inspired by Einherjar Wannabe's former opponent, Cisco.

On the big screen, DREAM had just updated Einherjar Wannabe's current level of sol reading, and it remained around 170.

”That was my self-invented technique: The Blood Craze,” as Wings of Heaven spoke, he realized that this might be the last time he would ever use his signature technique. He felt content to have such a powerful opponent in his last fight. A true warrior's dream was to die on the battlefield, although his fate had refused him such an honorable conclusion of his life, he decided to use a tough fight to bid the overdue farewell to his military career.

The audience heard a low booming sound coming from the body of the former captain. His soul energy was still on the rise as it had yet reached the peak.

The eyes of the captain started to glow red as his soul energy soar.

190, 191, 192... Everyone's heart was caught in their throat. Would it exceed 200? After the 200-threshold, his soul energy would become so powerful that he could overwhelm Einherjar Wannabe with ease.

As Wings of Heaven started to tremble slightly, his soul reading finally stopped.

203!

Wings of Heaven had entered a near-trance state. Although his soul energy increased by only 15 percent or so, he had jumped an entire soul-tier, which would give him a decisive advantage over Wang Tong.

What made his soul energy even more dreadful was the sense of death and aggression that made Wings of Heaven seem like a bloody demon straight out of the hell.

In most cases, the terrifying sense of dread emanating from Wings of Heaven would have paralyzed his opponent.

The faces of the members of the Golden Star lit up with excitement. They had recognized this scene, and it was a reenactment of that hellish battle against the Wasp. Their Captain had entered a battle trance and slaughtered the entire fleet of pirates to save their lives.

At that moment, their captain had leveled up his soul energy to the fifth tier and unleashed the most terrifying attacks upon his opponents. If it were gods that he was against, he would have been called the god-slayer.

On that day, only half an hour after the Golden Star boarded the pirate ship, they were surprised by the swarms of pirates when they had been expecting only a dozen of scattered criminals. Most of the members went down quickly after being severely outnumbered. When the leader of the Wasp announced their final charge against the few remaining soldiers, Wings of Heaven entered a battle trance, and the rest was only history.

”Einherjar Wannabe is in grave danger!”

Cao Yi and his friends were surprised by the identity of Wings of Heaven. They had never expected to see such a powerful fighter with so many stories in the IPA league.

”That's Ulysses,” Apache had finally spoken. He had been in the Special Unit for over a year and had seen many powerful fighters there, but yet, he had to concede that none were stronger than the captain of the Golden Star, Ulysses.

”KILL!”

Ulysses charged at Einherjar Wannabe with a roar. His eyes lit up with craze, and in there, Wang Tong didn't find his own image but the scene of the battle that had broken this once proud warrior.

On that day, when Ulysses had uttered the same roar in the same trance, he didn't think for himself, but only for the lives of his dear comrades. He was willing to give up anything, including his life to save his friends.

With such power and advantages, Ulysses had been, and was, unstoppable.

By then, it was evident to everyone that Wings of Heaven was indeed Ulysses.