Chapter 422: The Youngest Einherjar (1/2)
Chapter 422: The Youngest Einherjar
Translator: OneshotwonderEditor: Hitesh_
This sudden development unsettled Zhang Jin and rendered her at a loss. Should she feel happy for Patroclus's comeback, or should she be afraid of what Patroclus would become? It was something she did not know. But, what she was sure of was that Patroclus was about to unleash a power that was unimaginable by mankind.
The audiences watched in horror as the blue sky took on a tinge of forlorn grayness. Einherjar Li Moshan knotted his face and was shocked by the development. A few seconds later, his concern and disbelief were shared by all audiences.
”Could it be...?”
Patroclus' face had an eery tranquility that shattered all doubts about his capability. However elaborated they might have been, people's presumptions were naïve, because one had ever truly understood Patroclus.
The Deva Lance stopped flickering and started to glow with a dazzling light as bursts of bright energy spilled out from within Patroclus.
There and then, the youngest Einherjar the world had ever seen was born.
The entire arena has succumbed to the brilliance of the perfect human, the real genius. Even the earthlings who were still drunken with pride for Wang Tong's power suddenly quieted down and watched the development with disbelief.
The age of the youngest Einherjar had been forty, but Patroclus had reduced that number by more than half as he reached the Einherjar level when he was still under twenty! From then on, no one would ever doubt his power.
All the top fighters, including Li Shiming, Lie Jian, and Michaux had a hard time accepting reality. However, Zhang Jin sat quietly and was not the slightest surprised. But she did not feel joy in her heart either.
In contrast to the significant ramification of the development, Patroclus announced quietly, ”I am now fighting at Einherjar Level. Just a heads up.”
Zhang Jin searched for words to describe the otherworldly expression on Patroclus' face, but eventually, she conceded that an Einherjar's expression was beyond the descriptive capability of words invented by the human.
Patroclus had proven to the world that all the presumptions about his power, about who he was, were completely bogus.
After three hundred years, the humans had forgotten that there had been two gods. Blade Warrior was not the only one, because there was also Rilangalos. Much like what had happened in the history, not only had the Blade Warrior found his heir, but also Rilangalos Dower.
Like the sun, Patroclus shed light and warmth into the hearts of the audiences. No one had expected to witness the birth of an Einherjar during a live-cast of the tournament.
After the dramatic turn of events, Patroclus had rightfully returned to the center of everyone's attention, as public opinions started to favor him. Many people were convinced that with his transformation, he already had the victory in the bag.
He was the chosen one, the son of the god, and he would stop history from repeating itself.
The Ivantians were ecstatic; no one would ever doubt Patroclus's authority, as he would be the strongest man in the world from then on. The next three centuries would belong to the Ivantians!
People were no longer certain about their prediction of the upshot as the tide took a 180-degree turn. How would Wang Tong fare against an Einherjar? How powerful exactly was an Einherjar anyways?
Patroclus opened up his sea of consciousness and welcomed the unseen forces in every molecule in the air. This was the unique ability of Einherjars as they were able to transform their body into a vehicle that could absorb enormous power from his surroundings.
”Deva Lance, CHARGE!” Patroclus shouted as a silver light slithered down from the sky at Wang Tong. Wang Tong hurried to safety and watched as the beam of light melted a hold on the floor. Before Wang Tong had time to gather himself, a web of silver lights rained down on him from above. There was nowhere to hide.