Seizing the BOSS Template at the Start

Chapter 39: Chapter 37: Silver... Lower Tier?

The Crimson Sacrifice was utterly furious. Just two Silver ranks, not being able to kill them instantly would be acceptable, but now he had been made such a mess, even sacrificing all his members couldn’t rid him of this entanglement.

This suffocating feeling was causing his sanity to fade, as murmurs from another dimension seemed to call to him, tempting him to fall into the unknown Abyss.

Originally, they shouldn’t have been discovered so soon. Divination and Perception probing methods would fail within their Barrier.

Dongwu City was so vast. Unless the entire Dongwu Legion was mobilized for a carpet search, they wouldn’t possibly be exposed within three months.

But now everything had changed; an unknown Power had intervened, and they too wanted the flesh of the God.

This was simply unforgivable; he was the Divine Favored!

Boom!

Amidst the Scarlet, the light of the Divine Artifact flickered. The Magic Power of a Level 68 Priest erupted violently.

A terrifying surge directly blew away the two Silvers, but the light of the Divine Artifact also cut across his body.

Feeling the flow of blood, he realized he needed more blood. There was still a gap of Level 3; once he reached Golden Upper Tier, he could re-establish contact with the Lord of Scarlet, and everything would return to its rightful course.

He cast his gaze toward the army, beginning there...

”Apocalypse, retreat!”

Mosen’s face changed; he decisively gave the order, and the Celestial Demon Slash behind him shattered, merging into his body.

Blink, slash!

Buzz~

The terrifying Blood Qi instantly froze; the Crimson Sacrifice extended his hand, revealing an almost ruthless smile.

The Blood Qi enveloping the East City District recoiled, and the terrifying Power compressed this Demon Swordsman to the extreme; he intended to swiftly eliminate one.

Numerous soldiers orderly retreated rapidly, a sword light approached quickly, an incredibly sharp Sword Qi carrying Divine Power.

But the Crimson Sacrifice completely ignored it. Every time he was about to kill someone, another attack would come to split his Power, causing the current stalemate.

Exchanging injuries for lives was now acceptable.

But suddenly, an extreme sense of crisis struck. The Crimson Sacrifice’s Blood Qi scattered instantly, forming a blood-colored Shield that abruptly blocked before him.

Boom!

Violent energy collisions erupted; the powerful Magic of the City Defense Rail Cannon instantly shattered the blood-colored Shield. The projectile carried a strong sense of crisis as it came, and the Crimson Sacrifice managed to move a distance forward, but his arm was still hit.

”Ugh...”

A muffled grunt sounded; the Crimson Sacrifice’s arm disintegrated directly into particles, even his shoulder was crystallized by the projectile’s energy.

But this barely counted as dodging; the projectile landed in the distance, and a terrifying tide of Power surged madly, destroying numerous buildings in an instant, and the ground began to crack.

Mosen broke free, followed closely by the Celestial Demon Slash, accompanied by Kami’s Divine Artifact phantom, striking fiercely at the front of the Crimson Sacrifice.

The tide of Power began to spill out, and in a flash, the mighty Golden Middle Tier existence was shattered violently.

The City Defense Rail Cannon developed by the Alchemy Sage had no cooling Skills; the only Restriction was that the ammunition was quite expensive, with a material cost of 50,000 per shell.

However, for the City Lord’s disciple, this was nothing. At least in this battle, the City Lord promised him the capital to remain undefeated.

Thus, once the Crimson Sacrifice lost this attribute of trial, his fall became inevitable.

Huge dust clouds obscured the sky.

Kami swung his sword, defying the tide of Energy, the Divine Artifact slashed, trying to seize the Ancient God Flesh from the chest of the Crimson Sacrifice.

Boom!

But the next moment, the Crimson Sacrifice dissipated into blood, evading the attack and appearing above the retreating army.

On his body, his shoulder and arm were rapidly filled by blood. With the Divine Favor’s blessing, as long as it wasn’t a fatal attack, he was hard to kill.

The Mage Corps’ chanting reached a climax at this moment, with Magic crazily pouring skyward, only to be erased the next moment.

The huge difference in Level rendered the numbers useless, at best expending some Magic Power of a stronger entity.

The Crimson Power pressed down crazily, attempting to kill these soldiers to absorb blood and continue Growth, though this Growth was only temporary.

However, in this battle, as long as he could reach Golden Upper Tier, this temporary increase, with the help of the Ancient God Flesh, would become eternal.

”Scatter!”

As Mosen ordered, he rapidly flashed, crossing thousands of meters in an instant, swinging the Giant Sword with a slight tremble.

Magic Power collided, Mosen was smashed down violently. In the struggle with the Golden Middle Tier, each of his attacks was a major move, causing the recovery of Magic Power in his body to fall far behind the output. Now he was already feeling overwhelmed.

Terrifying Magic Power pressed down wildly, as hundreds of Apocalypse Soldiers were about to meet a tragic end.

A strong beam of light penetrated the Scarlet pressing down like a continent, shooting straight at the Crimson Sacrifice’s face.

Boom!

After a fierce clash, both sides separated briefly again.

Ernado’s Spell Scroll completely dissipated, and a luxurious Magic Staff appeared in his hand.

Now, the three chances had been used up, changing the outcome of the battle three times, but it seemed to have returned to the starting point.

The soldiers, under Mosen’s orders, spread out quickly in groups of four. Against a Mage strongman, dispersing was the only way to truly reduce casualties.

Mosen stood up, his breath slightly panting, the Magic Power in his body already depleted.

With a Level difference exceeding Level 15, although the pressure was sufficient, it didn’t give him a chance to hone himself. Therefore, this trial should long have turned into a justification.

In the sky, the Crimson Sacrifice flew up again; at this moment, his face didn’t look well either. The blood mist around him was frantically repairing his injuries, causing the blood-colored mist enveloping the entire East City District to become thin.

He looked at the soldiers rapidly spreading below, the opportunity from just now was no more, but...

The Crimson Sacrifice stared at a large pit not far away, there was the gift prepared for God. If absolutely necessary, using it to reverse the battle and welcome the Divine Favor of the Lord of Scarlet was possible.

Buzz~

Suddenly, amid this brief silence, a faint sound arose, somewhat like the buzzing of bees or the friction of tight gears, causing unease.

The four people in the field looked up, and instantly, more than twenty objects fell toward the Crimson Sacrifice from the sky.

The priest’s Scarlet eyes held some doubt, as he felt no threat from these things.

But the next moment, scorching white light swept across the sky, more than twenty explosives set off a powerful wave, trying to kill this terrifying existence.

Buzz~

The blood color flickered briefly, and the fire and shock waves dissipated instantly.

A slight sense of annoyance appeared in the priest’s eyes, and before he could react, a subtle stab of pain struck.

The priest raised his hand, Scarlet cloaking his front. A bullet carrying immense kinetic energy pierced through the Shield’s defense, losing its momentum just short of his head.

The Crimson Sacrifice’s hand clenched slightly, crushing the bullet to powder.

He looked expressionlessly towards the source of the attack, where a slender boy in a trench coat was approaching without expression.

Beside him, three Worker Bees emitted slight heat, distorting the air.

Mosen, Kami, and Ernado were somewhat surprised, unable to fathom why this Alchemist had come—was he seeking death?

”Silver... Lower Tier?”

The Crimson Sacrifice murmured lowly, and the next moment, he was angry. Two Level 50s were one thing, but this one in the Level 30s also dared to bully him. Were they underestimating him too much?