Chapter 425 — Living Mythic History

The Holy Thunderlight Beast, already master of white lightning, merged its power with Lucille's own white lightning, instantly raising the Holy Unicorn's white lightning intensity by a whole stage—advancing several steps further along the path from perfection toward the sublime.

The destructive power gained from white lightning alone surpassed even the lightning-enhancement talent.

"Whinny~~~~" Upon the Holy Thunderlight Beast's horn, a sword of white lightning coalesced.

Holy Thunderlight Sword!!

"This should be enough to handle it," Lucille thought to herself.

Yet in the next instant, her expression changed once more.

Seeing the might of the Holy Thunderlight Sword, Shi Jin and the others—heedless of the technique's stability—combined the four elemental forces through the Wind Spirit Pearl's fusion, exceeding Rin's load capacity; the thing was on the verge of blowing apart. Even from afar, Lucille could sense the violent,

chaotic, raging energy fluctuations at the muzzle of the mechanical sniper rifle.

How could such fluctuations possibly be controlled?

In truth, that was exactly the effect Shi Yanlin wanted.

Boom!!!

Through top-tier intelligent calculation, Rin fused the four forces within tolerable limits—and indeed, it blew apart. Yet not the slightest harm came to Shi Jin and the others; instead, through the skill 'Turn Misfortune into Fortune,' the damage they suffered was converted into even greater attack power, reflected back at the opponent!

This was an attack method with top-tier intelligence at its tactical core.

Boom!

Lucille had been judging whether that attack would cause the machine to blow apart—but in the next instant, an energy wave even more massive than before came surging toward her, stunning her into disbelief.

The four-colored pillar of light collided head-on with the descending Holy Thunderlight Sword; in an instant, two violent shockwaves spiraled up, churning a sky-full tide of energy that devoured both sides.

At this moment, the mere afterwaves of the collision forced the Holy Thunderlight Beast to rapidly condense a curtain of light to protect itself, while Lucille likewise instantly entered a phased state to evade the damage.

Yet during this process, what Lucille—still phased—found incomprehensible was that across from her, Shi Jin's figure took the brunt of the afterwave head-on and raised the sniper rifle once more.

"Shoot it, Lin." As Shi Jin's words fell, the entire body of the sniper rifle began to extend and lengthen at an inconceivable speed against the shockwave, and soon this mechanical sniper rifle, in the very process of Lucille's etherealized paralysis, transformed hundredfold into a sniper rifle tens of meters long.

The muzzle pressed directly against the forehead of the etherealized Lucille.

For one with such a constitution and mastery of turning misfortune into fortune as Shi Yanlin, dodging damage was the greatest disrespect he could show that skill; and with critical strikes, super-vision, and top-tier intelligence, Lin could also rapidly analyze the weakest point in the afterwaves of a technique and launch a thrust there.

Throughout the entire battle, Lin had calculated meticulously, including the firing angle and power of the first shot, all so that the Holy Thunderlight Beast would bear the brunt of the main afterwave and have no attention to spare for its beastmaster; in that gap, they could snipe the beastmaster themselves in the easiest way possible and end the battle.

"You lose. Its bullets are enough to pierce the void." At this moment, holding the tens-of-meters sniper rifle, Shi Xu addressed the etherealized female knight opposite him, whose expression had frozen.

"I—" At this moment, Lucille felt only that she had lost the whole way through without understanding why; looking at the muzzle before her, she trembled all over with cold.

Beside her, the Holy Thunderlight Beast too stared in dismay at its beastmaster and the enemy, at a loss for what to do.

"Miss Lucille, your strength is decent, but your combat experience is somewhat lacking. You may face great danger at the World Tournament. Next time, please be sure to protect yourselves."

Shi Zhuo smiled faintly, and the super-long sniper rifle dissolved into a wisp of clear wind. Still, the enemies at the World Tournament would not necessarily possess Lin's reaction speed or his grasp of the situation.

Even so, since the other party had rarely compelled him to use the Starry Altar, Shi Yu made a point of reminding her—perhaps it would make her more careful and spare her a calamity.

"You—" At this moment, Lucille's heart was still pounding; looking at Shi Jin opposite her, so composed, she suddenly began to understand something of what the fallen angel Aldrich had felt. A woman's intuition told her that the true Shi Jin was ten thousand times more terrifying than the one she now faced.

Though only level six, the other party absolutely could not be as simple as a mere level-six beastmaster! Never had she seen a level-six beastmaster face a Legend so composedly,

so easily! It was as if the other party stood at a higher realm, a realm sufficient to lord over the life and death of Totems, looking down upon all below.