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Bound to Witch of Destruction – Chapter 262

Chapter 262: Shiva Heavenly Form

The gray mist dispersed.

Looking down from the clouds, a magnificent and majestic empty city could be seen at the center of the island forest.

On the boundless, blood-colored battlefield in front of the high walls, corpses lay everywhere, with dragons subdued; further out, in the high reaches of the dense, foggy forest, giant blue whales surfaced and submerged.

Two masked figures, their black robes fluttering in the wind, moved at high speed, charging towards the sky.

At the same time,

Twelve figures clad in crimson armor, who had dived down from the blue whale, suddenly unleashed a continuous wave of spirit pressure!

Two Pu Wu ranked and ten fourth-stage individuals.

Somewhat troublesome, but not difficult to deal with. Yet, Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong abruptly halted their movements.

*Humph—*

A dark red energy wave suddenly spread out. The twelve season envoys who were diving down had their red light converge and link, like runic chains encircling the twelve individuals. They were dense, gradually forming a colossal human body outlined by crimson lines.

Xia Feng recognized these complex and interwoven eerie lines as spirit particle structures!

And it was the spirit particle structure of an A-class Spirit Robe!

The twelve individuals in crimson armor, covered with dark red faceplates, formed a roughly triangular formation. They clapped their hands together abruptly and said in unison, with indifferent voices, “Shiva Heavenly Form!”

In an instant, the twelve spirit particle structure blocks each bloomed with light, and the superficially connected interwoven lines solidified completely.

It was a crimson giant of light, only the upper half of its body visible, about 15 meters tall, with three eyes and four arms. Disordered blue-black light spirits formed wavy long hair hanging at the back of its neck. A red river and a crescent moon floated above its head, and a circle of intricate small skull carvings adorned its neck.

Its four long arms each held a trident, and the crimson pupils on its forehead radiated bloodthirsty light.

“Heh, is this the A-class Spirit Robe of your legion?” the screen puppet looked up and glanced below, unable to help but exclaim, “The spirit particle intensity feels quite good, enough to rival a single A-class entity.”

“You flatter me, Your Excellency.” Ye Li Beizhou smiled lightly, not paying much attention, and turned his gaze back to the boundless stones and obsidian on the blue whale’s back.

A-class spirit paper, based on the number of enlightenment marks, could be divided into single-mark spirit paper and multi-mark spirit paper.

Most A-class spirit paper was single-mark, capable of helping only one spirit master to achieve enlightenment and learn an A-class spirit particle structure.

The enlightenment marks on multi-mark spirit paper varied in number, from two to a few hundred.

For example, the Musashi Tengu that Xia Feng obtained was a single-mark.

Single-mark was rarer than multi-mark, but it did not necessarily mean that a single-mark Spirit Robe would be stronger than a multi-mark one. Single-mark appeared especially rare simply because the spirit paper itself had fewer enlightenment marks.

Shiva Heavenly Form was a multi-mark, with a total of 72 enlightenment marks.

However, this did not necessarily mean that 72 True Martial realm experts could be cultivated.

Because many Pu Wu ranked spirit masters, even with enlightenment marks, would not achieve much even after centuries of learning.

Therefore, most large families or super powers that possessed “multi-mark A-class Spirit Robes” would train Pu Wu or fourth-stage spirit masters with talent to form a closely coordinated team.

Each person would be responsible for learning a structural block, and finally, through special methods, they would combine to form an A-class Spirit Robe.

An A-class Spirit Robe formed in this way had a fatal flaw: as long as one person died, the team would be ruined. They would have to re-select talented spirit masters and re-establish the tacit understanding of unified intent.

Shiva Heavenly Form was precisely the legacy A-class of the Li Dong Legion.

“Die!” The twelve individuals, suspended within the colossal light flow figure, shouted in unison. The giant figure had already flashed to the high ground near the Q-Masked Man. The four tridents twinkled with divine lightning descending upon the world, striking down towards Mu Qingtong. *Boom!!!*

Blinding dark red lightning surged into the sky, splashing outwards.

Even the old soldiers at the city wall far away saw this scene. The half-bodied giant with blue-black hair was too tall, exuding a terrifying majesty.

The expressions of the old soldiers became solemn, and their hearts, which had already relaxed, turned cold again, half way.

After arranging the spirit materials, Ye Li Beizhou clapped his hands and stood up, looking towards the battlefield with a smile. However, the smile on the corner of his lips had just begun to form when it slowly froze. The red light and smoke dissipated.

A magnificent humanoid figure, a full 20 meters tall, stood erect, supporting the sky. It wore a phantom armor composed of light blue spirit flames. The head of its ghost mask helmet lit up with a pair of blood-red spirit eyes, radiating chilling majesty as it indifferently looked down at Shiva Heavenly Form.

“What the heck…”

Ye Li Beizhou parted his lips slightly and subconsciously took half a step back. “What ghost is this?”

The giant in front of him was definitely an A-class Spirit Robe! And it was an A-class Spirit Robe completed by that Q-Masked Man alone?!

Ye Li Beizhou’s forehead was full of question marks. As everyone knew, only True Martial realm experts could learn and use an A-class Spirit Robe by themselves.

But if this Q-Masked Man was a True Martial realm expert, they would all have been flattened already!

This was truly a ghostly encounter.

Unable to figure out the reason, he decided to stop thinking about it and decisively transmitted a cold voice: “Self-destruct! Self-destruct immediately! Don’t give that guy a chance to react!!”

*Whoosh—*

The Musashi Tengu, holding a saber formed from white spirit flames, slashed upwards from the side with extremely fast light and shadow. A terrifying hurricane swept across the entire battlefield.

The twelve season envoys did not hesitate for a moment and directly executed Ye Li Beizhou’s order, deconstructing their spirit particle structures and self-destructing the heavenly form!!

The light patterns on the crimson giant’s upper body cracked like glass. *Chiff—*

“Boom!!!”

The crimson light turned into deep red, then blood red, and finally became a pure white light, like a miniature nuclear explosion. A mushroom cloud rose, and layers of light waves vibrated outwards in all directions.

Space rumbled, and the light waves, like overlapping waves, swept past the prostrate half-dragon legion, brushed over the majestic high walls, and finally surged into the depths of the empty city before gradually subsiding.

The old soldiers in front of the city wall had no choice but to gather together in alarm to resist the light waves.

Ye Li Beizhou narrowed his eyes to adjust to the light and looked into the distance.

*Pat, pat—*

In the gray mist, twelve broken armored figures, like tattered dolls, fell to the ground and struggled to get up.

They were not dead, but they were severely injured and lacked the ability to act further.

*Tap—tap—*

The light flow completely dissipated, and the black-robed figure wearing the blood-red Q-mask walked out of the smoke and dust, unharmed.

Everyone’s expression sharpened.

Mu Qingtong was indeed unharmed. The A-class Spirit Robe of this group was ultimately incomplete, only forming half of the body. The power of the explosion could not break her defense at all.

However, her Musashi Tengu also had limitations. After suffering such a massive damage, it was difficult to maintain it by consuming a large amount of spirit particles. She simply dispelled it to ensure sufficient spirit particles to maintain her remaining actions.

Seeing that the Q-Masked Man’s giant light form was gone, Ye Li Beizhou heaved a sigh of relief. “It seems he is indeed not a True Martial realm expert, just using some special method to use an A-class.”

Thinking of this, he felt much better, and his confidence returned. “Tsk, let’s see how you attack this time!”

Now that both sides had consumed their A-class Spirit Robes, and the blue whale beneath him possessed extremely strong defensive capabilities, its powerful shield could withstand dozens of B-class Spirit Robe attacks for two minutes.

These two black-robed figures had spent over fifty seconds walking leisurely from the distant battlefield, and the twelve season envoys had delayed them for another eight seconds.

Fortunately, the timing was just right. With two minutes remaining, he could easily get through it under the blue whale’s protection.

However…

K-Masked Man? Ye Li Beizhou suddenly thought of something, and his brow furrowed.

Could this K-Masked Man also use a special method to deploy an A-class Spirit Robe?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

His luck had always been good. He refused to believe he would encounter such bad luck today!


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Bound to Witch of Destruction

Bound to Witch of Destruction

我绑定了灭世魔女
Score 6.2
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Native Language: Chinese
After Xia Feng found himself transmigrated, he faced a horrifying twist—his heart had been inexplicably removed. In its place was a damaged, malevolent heart with a grim expiration date: it would only last eighteen years. But this wasn’t just any heart; it was a magical one, capable of synchronizing with the strength of its chosen target. To survive, Xia Feng made a desperate choice: he bound himself to the future villain destined to bring about the world’s destruction—the Witch of Destruction. Her strength would become his strength. The more powerful she grew, the more powerful he would become! With this newfound connection, Xia Feng quickly realized that picking fights wasn’t just a bad habit—it was a survival strategy. With a sly grin, he taunted, “Miss Witch, I’ll admit you’re strong… but not strong enough!”

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