Chapter 1379: Chapter 1377 First Battle

Device for Superdimensional Confinement of The King – [Secret Room Car].

The power generation compartment filled with dense yttrium gold, surrounded by eight magnetic field components personally designed by Handsome Jack, tightly restricting the Beheading King at the center of the secret room.

At this moment.

The Beheading King has reinserted the [Flowing Light Orthodox Sect] into his neck.

Sitting cross-legged and floating in the air, his body gradually adapted to the frequency of the magnetic field, but escaping was still a difficult task since the secret room itself had no loopholes to exploit.

Calm as still water.

During the days of confinement, the Beheading King had eliminated all feelings of anger and impatience, returning to his true self.

He discarded thoughts of uncompleted missions and the upcoming war, focusing on self-reflection deeply.

Just now.

When the car separated from the train, the switch in power supply allowed the Beheading King to perceive a slight fluctuation in energy.

The normally stable device showing significant energy variation indicated changes in the outside world…This was the moment Beheading King had been waiting for.

Draw the sword!

Expanding his domain, he slowly started to pull the blade out from his neck,

Threads of sinister sin power were seeping out from different parts of his body,

and the strange bandages used for covering the body were also gradually coming off,

Having drawn his sword, Beheading King did not immediately execute a chop strike, but was instead brewing something.

A move that had never been used before was about to be unveiled… after all, a common chop strike was sufficient to kill Han Dong and his companions; a move that required time to prepare and was uncertain in hitting, was completely unnecessary against low-ranked lives.

A terrifying scene occurred.

Click, click, click~ Sounds of bones echoed.

The cervical vertebrae in his neck extended upwards, bone cells rapidly differentiated and split, constructing a delicate skull.

Using the skull as a framework,

Sinuous threads began to weave facial flesh and tissues like veins,

and bandages covered the flesh like skin,

A complete head formed on the Beheading King’s head, soft black hair hanging beside the ears… Even though it was entwined in bandages, one could vaguely imagine his once extraordinary features through the facial contours and black hair.

[Skull]

This was the first time Beheading King had revealed his head, a never-before-seen artistic conception enveloped the blade.

This trump card was originally intended to use against hostile kings, he did not expect to use it here prematurely.

Moreover, unleashing the head meant that Beheading King would directly confront the deepest sins in his heart, failing to reach the right mental state could lead to madness… Success would elevate his conception to unprecedented heights.

Chop!

The sensation of swinging the sword at this moment felt completely different from before.

The restrictions and constraints felt like a few ordinary and unobstructive thin lines, imposing no limitations on the Beheading King anymore.

Hum!

The secret room was cleaved horizontally.

The car carrying the secret room was rapidly traveling on the track towards the planet’s border, with no enemies around.

Beheading King transformed into a shadow of sin, vanishing inside the car.

At present, she was not in a hurry to rush to the battlefield.

Instead, she found a hidden underground cave, holding the Flowing Light Orthodox Sect between her palms, beginning self-nourishment.

During the confinement in the secret room, the energy inside the Beheading King had been slowly consumed.

This last move, forcefully cleaving the secret room, exhausted nearly all her strength…This was the fundamental reason why she had to break out of the secret room during this special period.

Energy drained.

The comprehensive attributes of Beheading King would be reduced by over 80%, and if surrounded by multiple Mythic Bodies, she might face danger.

After a brief recovery, Beheading King immediately located the nearest world network interface and contacted the main body.

“Give me half an hour, I’ll rush back to the battlefield in time.”

“Hmm, everything is proceeding as planned; Beheading King, your return will push our chances of victory over 70%.”

The Mother did not ask what had happened during this time; as long as the Beheading King could return to the battlefield in time, nothing else was important.

Beheading King himself also gained insight from this failure, and the artistic conception of execution has become even more refined than before.

…

A few thousand kilometers from the western city gate of London.

The cubic structure of Makoms City, floating mid-air, has voluntarily revealed the structure of its positron cannon barrels, where annihilative positron energy has already been compressed and accelerated between the barrels.

Whoosh!

A beam symbolic of annihilation shoots straight towards London.

The Mother had already pre-simulated the image of London being destroyed.

But unexpected.

At the same moment the positron beam was fired, the gates of London City happened to open inward simultaneously, prepared to receive the bombardment.

An ancient and profound device is placed within the gate.

Constructed with floating stone tablets inscribed with void characters as the outer frame structure, the center involves a liquid-type mirror structure.

The ‘Void Prism’, temporarily modified from a plane transfer device.

Members of the Void Mysticism under [The Second Element – Pope Menda], are surrounding the prism’s pedestal, conducting a secret ritual to precisely manipulate the prism.

This device can not only change the trajectory of matter but even perform precise angle refraction… If used properly, it might even use the bombardment to directly bring down the enemy’s main city.

What follows will be a direct confrontation between ‘High-Tech’ and ‘Demon Mystery’.

The moment the positron beam collides head-on with the Void Prism, exactly six instructors are annihilated on the spot due to ‘Connection Impact’.

Pope had naturally taken this into account and immediately had backup personnel step forward to take over.

“Didn’t expect this cannon strike to be even more powerful~ Precise refraction might be a bit difficult… but as long as it makes contact, that’s enough.

We must make them think they can’t use this terrible weapon.”

As the positron beam fully enters the prism, Pope himself descends, using the Starfield Brain to dominate the thoughts of all members of the Secret Religion, personally controlling the refraction direction.

Buzz!

A beam of equal power shoots out from between the mirror surfaces, likely to hit the upper right corner of the opposing main city.

Just about to hit.

[Makoms City] suddenly releases a highly intense magnetic field pulse, altering the trajectory of the positron beam and forcing it to shoot towards the deep space of the universe.

Both sides’ first encounter ends in this ‘fireworks display’ fashion.

The Mother is the most shocked, she never expected the other side to possess such means.

“The Positron Cannon was enough to ignore spatial barriers… didn’t expect the other side to master such a profound space technique and create a device on short notice that perfectly counters the Positron Cannon.

It’s a pity, or else this cannon would have been enough to destroy London.”

“From the beginning, we never intended to decide the outcome through technology alone.

I’ll go first, Blacksmith follow me… Let’s see what the [King] on the other side is capable of.”

Suddenly.

An indescribable oppressive force sweeps across the heavens and earth.

The residents of London City who lack the Mythic Body grade, are experiencing trembling knees, frozen thoughts, and many have directly knelt on the ground.

This oppressive force not only affects the Body, but the Soul and consciousness are also impacted.

The enslaved Crazy Giant Dragon also howls at this moment, lowering its head in Fear of something.

Overshadowing the sky.

The shadow replaces the previously shining sun, plunging London City back into darkness.

Yet, the city’s residents don’t feel any relief from the scorching sun, instead, extreme fear shines in their eyes…

In the sky.

A terrifyingly large creature tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands of meters long, with black Dragon Scales and metallic armor perfectly merged, a colossal being beyond most residents’ comprehension looms over tiny London.

[Tepulo. Naidelis – Father of the Black Dragon]