637 Gloves Are Off (1/2)

Patroclus planned to eliminate all the dark ones and let his immortals become the master race of both the Zergs and the Humans. This was indeed an ambitious plan, as it was designed to subdue the two most powerful races in the known universe. When the Immortals looked back in history, they would say that their reign started today.

In a fit of excitement, Harmon decided to let the world witness this battle: the immortals' first step in claiming the universe. As a former elite among the humans, Harmon was well versed in human tech. Therefore, he easily hacked into the skynet and hijacked the line.

Inside the human command office, the officers were watching the fight on a big screen, their hearts caught in their throats. Suddenly, an alarm went off and wrenched their attention away from the screen.

”General! Out signal was hijacked, and the fight is being broadcast across Mars.” An officer reported.

”Cut it off! Right now!” Zambrotta shouted. This fight meant too much to the humans; if the public saw their last hope fail, there would be riots and chaos everywhere.

”The hacker has the highest clearance level. It would take us at least half an hour...”

Meanwhile, Harmon regraded his work satisfyingly. Half an hour was more than enough to send a clear message to the human world. If Wang Tong's failure were put on public display, the human world would fall apart very quickly.

Now, it was the time to watch the show.

Lie Jian attacked persistently, using all of his might in every blow with complete disregard for defense. He didn't want to go back alive as a failure anyway. At first, Moye didn't want to commit fully into this fight against Lie Jian, fearing Wang Tong would attack him with surprise. However, he quickly realized that Lie Jian was not to be trifled with. Lie Jian's attack came with splash damage that was unavoidable. Once the fire grazed Moye, he couldn't heal the wound like he normally would. This had greatly annoyed the dark lord.

”Moye, is this all you got? I have heard you can shapeshift. Why don't you entertain me?” Lie Jian taunted Moye with a contemptuous tone. Despite his cocky look, he had suffered much worse injuries than his opponent. But, he was unwavering, and his voice was filled with the fragile edge of calm that threatened to explode.

The dark lord was capable of healing much deeper cuts than the superficial wounds he had sustained, yet, the double GN fire had somehow hindered the dark one's innate healing ability.

Moye's patience was wearing thin. If Lie Jian posed a serious threat, he might as well do away with him there and then. Thinking up to this point, he summoned extra soul energy and disappeared.

Lie Jian knew this trick: Moye would flash out of view and reappear behind him to deliver a blow. However, he didn't turn around to position himself for the incoming blow; instead, he punched right at the spot where Moye had been standing. It worked, and Moye's move was interrupted.

Lie Jian threw his head back a snarled; despite the injury, he had finally revealed his real power as a level twenty-five Einherjar!

The moment Lie Jian reached the Einherjar level, the blue flame appeared and danced about the new Einherjar. Blue flame was the highest level in terms of dishing out flame damage, and Lie Jian was the first person in House Lie to have achieved that.

Once he reached the Einherjar Level, many abilities would improve along with his overall power. He knew he was ready to level up a long time ago, but had been hiding his real power until the final battle.

However, despite his leveling up, Lie Jian conceded that Moye still held an absolute advantage in terms of power. However, he was not afraid, and his new found power had strengthened his resolution.

Moye regarded Lie Jian with interest and curiosity. He could see Lie Jian's firepower more clearly now after he had reached level twenty-five.

”Marvelous! You have summoned the power from an alternate dimension! Humans never cease to surprise me!” Moye exclaimed as he looked at Lie Jian.

Lie Jian was proud of his advancement. He knew he was ready a long time ago; otherwise, he would not volunteer to fight against the dark lord. Although level twenty-five was still not enough to defeat Moye if one only considered the magnitude of power, Lie Jian had another trick up his sleeve: the flames of the Phoenix.

Once Lie Jian had revealed his real strength, he held a calmer countenance as unswerving faith gleamed in his eyes.

”You are right. This is the blue flame from the alternate universe. You should be proud of yourself to be the first one to have seen it.” Lie Jian smirked.

Moye shook his head disapprovingly. ”You talk as if you know what you are talking about. Anyhow, as a token of appreciation for your candidness, I would stop fooling around with you.”

Before Moye finished his sentence, he threw himself at Lie Jian and punched at him. Lie Jian realized that it was a move that the Martians often used, so he marveled at the dark one's abilities to learn and copy other races' abilities.