nucmednet Chapter 490 Survival from the Brink of Death
Chapter 490 Survival from the Brink of Death
In the void.
Although it is unclear what exactly is going on with Glenn, for the noble and pure-blooded young master Rick, obediently following orders is more painful than killing him.
Then, the figure of the Rick Clan member, resembling an angel of light, appeared instantly in front of Glenn and slashed at him with his sword.
At the same time, his low growl echoed throughout the entire space.
"How dare a creature from such a small universe be so presumptuous? No matter how powerful you are, it cannot change the fact that your bloodline is lowly."
The endless universe will all prostrate themselves at the feet of all races in the void, and you are no exception.
"Give your life to your arrogance, you bastard!"
"Boom boom boom!"
The light was dazzling, like a supernova explosion, completely illuminating the area.
In an instant, all the races of the Void races tacitly retreated, moving away from this battlefield.
Seeing that it was impossible, Pangu stopped trying, and his enormous body suddenly shrank, returning to its normal state.
He then charged towards the barrier with all his might. Now, all he could do was report this to the old sage; he had no other choice.
It's not easy to get out here, and I wanted to unleash my fighting spirit and show off a bit.
But to his surprise, he was completely outmaneuvered by Glenn, who was unpredictable, and was left speechless.
Seeing that Pangu had retreated, the various tribes ceased their pursuit and now turned their attention to Glenn.
This guy wiped out the Kasko tribe; taking him down would benefit all the tribes.
As for Pangu, he's a tough nut to crack, so let's just give up.
After all, they were finding it too much to handle, and the losses were quite severe.
The light lasted for several hours before dimming.
What happened next left the young clans and various ethnic groups speechless.
Glenn remained unharmed, his right hand, shrouded in black mist, easily gripping the giant lightsaber held by the young Rick, preventing it from falling any further.
Moreover, the greatsword that was originally in his hand had disappeared at some point.
Glenn is currently in a situation where he has nothing to lose.
But the young clansman Kerik didn't care about any of that. At this moment, his face was contorted with rage, and his shock was palpable.
How could this be? How dare he grasp my Blade of Light with his bare hands?
This is a deadly weapon that will kill anyone who touches it; even Venerable Ones are unwilling to risk their lives by touching it.
Glenn's bloodshot eyes were fixed on Young Master Rick, and his emotionless words rang out once more.
"You...you're so weak! Give me the thing!"
"what?"
Rick, the young nobleman, was stunned, but the next moment anger rose spontaneously, and he completely ignored Glenn's last words.
"Weak? So weak? You're practically asking for death!"
This sentence seemed to touch a taboo in the hearts of the Rick tribe.
From the moment he was born, he was the most dazzling existence in his clan. No one of his level could rival him, and even other superior clans rarely had an opponent.
He never truly lost in his life, and his powerful arrogance was enough to make him a dominant figure in his time.
Even Long's appearance did not shake his resolve in the slightest.
What is a killing angel? It is a being who becomes supreme in the midst of slaughter.
It should be noted that the title of "Angel of Death" is not something that any member of the Arik tribe can bear.
That's the arrogance forged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood; it's a special talent that only those with pure bloodlines and extraordinary abilities can possess.
It can be said that among all the races of the void, no one can claim that the Angel of Slaughter is weak.
Even those at the Venerable Realm or above are not allowed.
Given enough time, the Rick clan will become another giant among the myriad races of the void in the future.
But now, Glenn's single sentence and his calm, unassuming actions have completely tarnished the invincible spirit of the Rick Clan.
"Ah...ah!"
Suddenly, Rick's clan erupted. It wasn't that he lacked composure; rather, the blow that reality dealt him was simply too much for him to bear.
How could someone of the same cultivation level withstand his attack unscathed? This doesn't make sense!
What he found even more unacceptable was how Glenn, who had previously been at a disadvantage, could suddenly possess such power. Ignorance was the most painful thing for the Rick clan.
Failure is not terrible, but failing without any clue is the most critical problem.
"Who exactly are you? It's impossible for someone like you to exist in a lower universe. Even your Venerable One came from the main universe. It's impossible for a derivative universe to give birth to such an unsolvable power."
As he spoke, the lightsaber in his hand vanished instantly, and countless rays of light continuously gathered around him. Then, at his will, they transformed into a deadly beam of light that shot towards Glenn.
Like a mayfly's cannon, it ruthlessly trampled on that expressionless face.
Although Glenn had entered this inexplicable state, he still retained his rationality.
They still have a sense of danger.
Right now, all he wants is that Chaos Crystal; he has no interest in anything else.
The next moment, the black mist enveloped his entire body again, directly blocking the beams of light in front of him.
Amidst the relentless bombing, this area became the next restricted zone.
This attack was probably just too much for Glenn to handle at that moment.
Despite the barrage of attacks, Glenn charged forward, closing the distance between them in an instant, as if he were teleporting.
Then Glenn's gaze became indifferent, and he suddenly exerted force with his right hand, his clenched fist striking out like a meteorite bombarding a planet.
"boom!"
"Forehead!"
Feeling the bombardment in his abdomen, the floating gun emplacements of the Rick tribe vanished instantly.
He was also transformed into a golden light by the immense force and crashed into a huge meteorite.
The next moment, the meteorite shattered into pieces, and even the meteorites that followed it followed suit.
From a distance, it looked like a hell on earth.
Glenn didn't stop; he flashed away again.
The roar sounded again, but this time it was at the site where the Rick Clan had crashed.
The aftermath of the battle there even reached here.
The other minor clansmen could only watch in horror, unable and unwilling to go and help.
The only member of the Arik tribe who wanted to rush to their aid struggled against the surging energy waves and ended up severely injured.
It is clear that the intensity of the battle there is beyond their ability to participate.
The only one who could participate in it, Long, ended up falling into a coma due to Glenn's outburst.
Of course, if facing Glenn now, even falling into a coma might be a luxury for Long; she would only become a beautiful corpse.
As the saying goes, fortune favors the bold, so this might actually be a good thing.
...
Within the fortress, at Pangu's urgent call, the stone statue in the great hall where the sage resided opened its eyes once more.
His deep, weathered eyes were fixed on the Pangu statue at his feet, which was constantly recounting its story.
After Pangu finished speaking, the sage slowly and deliberately said:
"Don't worry, things haven't gotten to that point yet."
"What? Didn't you say this situation was dangerous? Why are you acting like this now?"
We don't have the time or the ability to raise another Glenn. He's already on the verge of a crisis. If you intervene, you might be able to save him!
Pangu had no time to waste arguing with this old man; He didn't want Glenn to end up self-destructing.
We've waited so long for Glenn to appear; if he were to die here, it would be a huge loss.
Moreover, He genuinely liked Glenn's character; otherwise, He wouldn't have offered help so many times, considering He was also a being of extremely high status.
The sage finally spoke a word to Pangu, which calmed Pangu down.
"Don't worry, although his condition is somewhat dangerous, you must know that opportunity is accompanied by crisis, and the power gained from surviving death is the strongest."
Moreover, his connection with me remains intact, and I will intervene should any problems arise.
The situation is different now; what was unsolvable back then may not be a bad thing now.
Everything depends on him; perhaps this will be the greatest opportunity of his life.
I'm really looking forward to it!
Finally, Pangu walked out of the main hall.
After hearing what the wise man said, He also became somewhat expectant.