Chapter 1441: White Bishop |
When Zhang Yi and the others arrived at the highest level of the Sacred Spirit Hall, they indeed saw what they had been hoping to find.
The Rite Spirit was here too.
The Sacred Spirit Hall was something like a purple pyramid or a nine-story demon tower.
Except this time, they had come one step too late, because Prince Anrit had already absorbed nearly all of the Rite Spirit's power.
Staring at the scattered fragments on the ground, Zhang Yi silently gathered them up while the others' attention remained fixed on Prince Anrit.
Although the residual energy wasn't much, it was still worth taking back for research.
He wanted to see how the Rite Spirit of Nash Kingdom differed from the one beneath the Qinling Dragon Vein.
"Damn it, we're still too late! In the end, we've come all this way for nothing!"
Lancelot said through gritted teeth.
Zhang Yi's figure silently retreated behind the others; he had already prepared to make a run the moment things turned bad.
But his movements quickly halted, because he sensed Prince Anrit's pupils tracking his movements.
"This is really getting troublesome now!"
"Even though I prepared for the worst, the current situation... might be even worse than I imagined!"
Zhang Yi narrowed his eyes.
Without engaging in combat, he couldn't determine this guy's true strength.
But based on his understanding of the Rite Spirit and the intelligence he had gathered, Prince Anrit's ability index was probably between 25,000 and 30,000 points.
He couldn't pinpoint the exact figure within this wide range, since no one really knew what his original power level was.
If his strength was only 25,000 points, then with the combined power of the four of them present, they might still stand a chance in a fight.
But if he was far stronger than that, Zhang Yi would have to consider retreating.
Zhang Yi wasn't the only one harboring such thoughts. Gao Changkong, Lancelot, and the others all had terrifyingly grim expressions.
But since the opponent made no move, they couldn't act either.
The two of them silently reached the same decision and said to Zhang Yi, "Can you let our people take shelter in your space first?"
Zhang Yi glanced at them. "Fine."
Right now, the three of them had to work together against Prince Anrit, so Zhang Yi would still help out.
He had Mu Yan open the Shadow Space, and Gu Man along with the Round Table Knights immediately entered it.
They knew they couldn't be of any use here and would only be a distraction.
Only Agravain and Bors remained, attaching themselves to Lancelot and Zhang Yi respectively, ready to assist in battle.
Just then, Prince Anrit spoke.
He rested his chin lazily on one hand as he looked at them, and said in an almost gentle tone, "You lot are bothering me a bit. So, go die."
He gazed down at Zhang Yi and the others, his eyes utterly cold, without any hatred or even a trace of hostility.
Even though he clearly knew these people had killed his wife, he didn't seem to care at all.
He looked at Zhang Yi and the others like a god looking down on ants.
The next moment, he extended the index finger of his right hand toward them.
An invisible force began to rapidly gather at his fingertip. Zhang Yi could see the light around his finger distorting noticeably. The sheer power of that force made Zhang Yi's gaze turn extremely grave.
"Scatter!"
The moment Zhang Yi's words left his mouth, he had already teleported several thousand meters away.
A faint "pop" sound rang through the air.
The force erupting from Prince Anrit's fingertip coalesced into a massive transparent sphere, falling rapidly downward like a drop of water, growing larger and larger until it engulfed a vast area below.
Lancelot and Gao Changkong didn't hesitate, immediately diving aside to dodge. The platform beneath them took a direct hit.
The platform, made of barrier stone, shattered like paper in an instant!
That force continued to expand, plunging deeper downward.
Everywhere it passed, the white stairs cracked and crumbled, vanishing into thin air.
This silent, invisible destruction sent chills down the spines of Gao Changkong and the others.
Because they had fought inside buildings made of barrier stone before, and with their power, they couldn't inflict this level of damage on such structures.
A smile spread across Prince Anrit's lips.
It was the smile of a boy using a magnifying glass to focus sunlight and burn ants to death.
He snapped his fingers lightly, and near-transparent vacuum waves transformed into energy spheres that shot toward Zhang Yi and the other three (plus the cat).
The vacuum waves drew closer, accelerating as they went, and continued to grow larger.
Zhang Yi could warp through space, so dodging wasn't too difficult, but Gao Changkong, Lancelot, and Huahua had to dodge with all their might.
"Boom!"
...
That was the sound of the massive Sacred Spirit Hall collapsing. After being struck by the vacuum waves, circular holes appeared in the walls, causing structural instability and sending large amounts of stone crashing down.
"Oh?"
Prince Anrit looked at Zhang Yi with some surprise. His attack had been nimbly evaded, which annoyed him.
How could a mere insect defy the will of a god?
He fixed his gaze on Zhang Yi, a hint of seriousness appearing in his eyes.
Then, facing Zhang Yi, he extended his right hand.
His right hand curled into a claw in the air, and with a slight squeeze, an even more powerful energy mass condensed in his palm.
The next moment, he released it directly at the space where Zhang Yi was!
Zhang Yi had already moved tens of thousands of meters away, but Prince Anrit's attack arrived in an instant.
"Whoosh!"
Zhang Yi didn't want to take Prince Anrit's attack head-on, so he used his ability to evade the vacuum wave's path.
But he hadn't expected that the vacuum sphere, passing several thousand meters away from him, would suddenly expand like a balloon when it reached a certain area!
In just an instant, its coverage radius stretched to over ten thousand meters!
Zhang Yi seemed to hear the sound of dimensional doors shattering echo in his ears.
His proud Manifold Phenomena, with its three thousand Dimensional Gates, had over a hundred of them destroyed in a single instant!
Zhang Yi's heart sank heavily.
The worst-case scenario might have really come true.
"Destructive power like this... I can almost be certain that his ability index has reached the Bishop level!"
A full ten thousand ability points higher than the three of them-and it had grown to this terrifying degree.
Even though Zhang Yi had considered the possibility, facing it head-on, he realized that the oppressive pressure brought by this kind of power far exceeded his expectations!