Beating Instances through Words Left by the Dead

Chapter 170: Chapter 145: Another Sneak Attack!

Having witnessed the entire battle between Mikhail I and Luz and others, Wu Chang had already deciphered Mikhail I’s combat style.

Besides possessing powerful strength and regenerative abilities like other monsters, Mikhail I’s power mainly relied on that transformable throne.

The Golden Throne had five forms in total: the Throne, Crown, Two-Handed Giant Sword, Golden Armor, and Golden Scepter.

Each form corresponded to a specific ability, and the limit of Mikhail I, or rather the limit of the Golden Throne, was the simultaneous display of two forms.

As long as a way to counter all combinations is found, one can gain the upper hand in battle.

Wu Chang True Self swung his fist and shouted at Mikhail I, ”Grit your teeth!”

What does it feel like to be locked onto by a fist with 170 points of strength?

It’s probably akin to having a giant iron ball, the kind that demolition vehicles with two or three meters in diameter are equipped with in movies, swinging like a pendulum before you.

At least in the Desolate Realm, no one can ignore such an oppressive force.

Mikhail I could certainly not ignore it as well.

He immediately donned the Golden Armor atop the Golden Throne, cautiously defending against Wu Chang’s Iron Fist while strategizing a counterattack post-defense.

The Golden Armor signifies ultimate defense, such that even when besieged by Luz and others while wearing it, Mikhail I doesn’t sustain the slightest harm.

The Golden Throne, however, signifies control over space, allowing enemies to be distanced from oneself and also enabling self-escape from the battlefield, albeit at a huge cost.

When Mikhail I first awakened, he had extracted the heart of an old noble to power the Golden Throne.

During the battle, he could only use the Throne’s ability four or five times before nearly half of the old noble’s Blood Moon Energy-infused heart was consumed. If the fight dragged on, it would soon be entirely depleted.

The strongest defense paired with spatial control — this was Mikhail I’s way of respecting Wu Chang’s Strength Attribute.

But Wu Chang did not show any respect towards Mikhail I.

Using his True Self, he spewed harsh words, waiting for Mikhail I to choose to cower. Then, his True Self lunged toward the monster corpses beside Luz, about to voraciously gulp down the energy and Blood Moon Energy.

Fight?

Wait until I devour these few monsters, build my Strength Attribute to two hundred plus, then I’ll battle you properly!

”Outrageous!”

Mikhail I quickly realized he had been tricked. He struck the armrest of the Golden Chair, and an invisible energy wave spread out, causing everyone in the arena to fall into slow motion.

Wu Chang’s True Self was frozen with his mouth agape, just about to gulp the energy in front of him.

Next, Mikhail I morphed the Golden Armor into a crown and clapped his hands together.

The Eternal Life Tomb Chamber instantaneously transformed into a Gladiator Arena, with Wu Chang’s real body, True Self, and Erin appearing in the Gladiator Arena simultaneously.

Mikhail I employed the Crown’s ability. According to Wu Chang’s observation, the Golden Crown’s effect was akin to an energy amplifier. When wearing the Crown and using the Golden Throne’s other forms simultaneously, the effects of those forms would be greatly magnified.

Previously, he had used the Crown to amplify the Golden Throne’s Spatial Ability, constructing the Inner World that trapped Luz and others within the Eternal Life Tomb Chamber.

This time, however, the use was different. To prevent the True Self from sneaking a bite of the spoils, he shifted the battle to an unfamiliar space. Now, even if the True Self wished to sneak a bite, it would have no opportunity.

Though Mikhail I’s strategy seemed successful, in reality, it played right into Wu Chang’s intentions. Activating the Inner World essentially locked one of Mikhail I’s forms, greatly reducing variables in the battle.

Moreover, as the effect of the Inner World was activated, the red crystal formed from the heart of a great noble on the Golden Throne was significantly reduced, leaving only a tenth of its original size.

It wouldn’t last long before disappearing entirely.

Since Mikhail I had condensed the Dueling Arena, preparing for a one-against-three showdown, Wu Chang would naturally not miss this righteous thrashing.

As soon as the Dueling Arena appeared, a dark overcast sky, intermingled with rumbling sounds, started to form overhead, covering the entire Dueling Arena and partially shielding the power of the Red Moon shining onto the Eternal Life Tomb Chamber.

The influence of the Blood Moon was weakened, causing the energy within Mikhail I’s body to momentarily become awkwardly unsteady.

The moment a flaw appeared, Wu Chang’s True Self transformed into a 17-meter-tall giant beast, striding across half the Dueling Arena to punch at Mikhail I.

Mikhail I’s combat experience was as vast as though he weren’t even a King. Faced with the sudden massive punch, he remained unflustered, and at the moment when his internal energy stabilized, he wielded the Golden Throne’s Spatial Ability to flash to the front left.

Dodging the punch, he arrived at the True Self’s wrist location, and the crown above his head transformed into a Two-Handed Great Sword, swinging upward against the downward slash.

From an observer’s point of view, it seemed as if Wu Chang True Self was trying to hit the edge of the Golden Sword with his wrist.

The Golden Two-Handed Great Sword represents an irreversible attack. In battles against Luz and others, even when facing monsters with bodies covered in scales or those capable of temporarily transforming their surfaces into metal, none could withstand the Golden Sword’s edge.

The Giant Whale Transformation of the True Self was similarly incapable.

Even though Wu Chang’s True Self had timely altered the punching route, it was still cleaved by the Golden Sword, and the robust muscles and bones capable of supporting a 17-meter frame were, before the Golden Sword, like paper. More than half of the arm, including bones, was slashed away with a single strike.

This was even when he changed tactics swiftly. Had he failed to respond promptly, he’d now be kneeling on the ground, clutching his severed hand and shouting, ”My power of the King!”