God-Tier Extraction Talent: Reincarnated in a Game-like World!

Chapter 625: The Destructive Strength of a General!

The dust slowly settled.

At the center of the battlefield that had completely collapsed from the direct clash between the two, Everest still maintained the posture of throwing his punch.

His right fist, containing nearly the entirety of his strength, remained firmly pressed against the silver blade. Black energy, so deep it seemed capable of swallowing light itself, continuously surged outward from his fist, distorting the surrounding air beneath its overwhelming pressure. Beneath his feet, countless cracks continued spreading in every direction like an enormous spiderweb.

However, Scarlet, who stood before him, had not retreated even half a step.

She held the seemingly slender silver longsword in one hand. The black combat suit covering her body remained as immaculate as ever, not stained by even a single speck of dust.

Even within those calm, almost emotionless eyes, there was not the slightest ripple from enduring such terrifying power, as though Everest’s punch, one capable of shattering an entire mountain head-on, had been nothing more than a slightly stronger gust of wind.

The entire western battlefield fell into suffocating silence.

Whether it was the players atop New Dawn’s city walls who had been cheering moments earlier, or the Edgeborne soldiers who had withdrawn to both sides in preparation for another assault, every pair of eyes remained locked onto the two figures standing at the center of the battlefield.

Even their breathing subconsciously became quieter because everyone could clearly see that from the beginning of this battle until now, Scarlet had not yet become serious.

“So this is your full strength?”

Scarlet’s calm voice slowly echoed across the battlefield.

The instant those words reached his ears, Everest’s pupils abruptly contracted.

The right fist pressing against the sword suddenly exerted even greater force as the violent black energy within his body erupted without the slightest reservation. He intended to rely upon absolute power alone to crush the woman who stood before the entire Edgeborne army, together with her sword.

BOOM—!!

An even more terrifying shockwave exploded between them.

But Scarlet only rotated her wrist ever so slightly.

Buzz!

The black energy that had originally been concentrated entirely upon the silver sword instantly seemed to lose the point capable of bearing its weight. It was forcibly redirected along the smooth blade before transforming into a black torrent over dozens of meters wide that roared past Scarlet’s side, blasting a bottomless trench several thousand meters long through the earth behind her.

At the same time, Scarlet stepped forward by half a pace. The hilt of her sword trembled lightly.

BANG—!!

A force far more condensed than before erupted through the blade.

Everest’s towering body, built like cast steel, immediately lost its balance. He was blasted backward, crashing through three disabled heavy war machines before finally planting both feet on the ground, carving two trenches stretching well over a hundred meters across the fractured battlefield before finally coming to a stop.

Even after coming to a halt, his right arm continued trembling uncontrollably.

A tiny line of blood slowly appeared along the surface of his fist.

It gradually lengthened, from the knuckles to the wrist. Drops of blood fell one after another onto the ground. Everest lowered his head and glanced at his bleeding fist.

The madness on his face did not diminish.

Instead, as though receiving even greater stimulation, the corners of his mouth slowly curled upward into a smile that sent chills down everyone’s spine.

“Excellent, Vice President of the Adventurers’ Association. You truly haven’t disappointed me.”

As his words fell, he suddenly raised his head.

BOOM!

The black energy surrounding his body expanded once more.

His already enormous physique became even more imposing beneath the endless infusion of power. Black vein-like patterns gradually spread across every inch of exposed skin, while scorching white mist continuously poured from his nose and mouth with every breath.

The next instant, Everest vanished.

There were no unnecessary movements.

No afterimages that ordinary people could follow.

When his massive figure appeared once again, he had already arrived directly before Scarlet.

His left fist, carrying power even more violent than before, blasted upward toward her chest.

Almost simultaneously, his still-bleeding right arm forcibly stopped trembling before sweeping toward Scarlet’s temple from another direction.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang—!!

A continuous series of collisions instantly echoed across the battlefield.

Every punch Everest threw left behind a black fist imprint suspended in midair for an unnaturally long time.

Then, after a brief pause, every one of those condensed fist imprints exploded simultaneously, transforming into black shockwaves capable of instantly reducing ordinary high-ranking professionals into bloody mist, attacking Scarlet from countless different directions and sealing every possible path of escape.

But faced with attacks that descended like a torrential storm, Scarlet never displayed the slightest trace of panic.

The silver sword in her hand continuously rose, fell, swept sideways, and thrust forward…

Every movement appeared astonishingly simple. There were no dazzling techniques.

However, every time that slender silver blade swept through the air, one black fist imprint would inevitably be split perfectly down the middle before it could fully detonate, collapsing completely amid a crisp sword cry.

Clang—!!

Fist and blade collided once more.

Everest’s body trembled slightly.

But before he could exert more force, Scarlet’s silver sword had already slid gently along the surface of his fist.

The layer of black energy capable of withstanding direct bombardment from heavy magic cannons was effortlessly sliced apart by the blade as though it were nothing more than paper.

The sword tip flashed across his chest.

Slash!

A long wound immediately appeared across Everest’s torso and bood sprayed everywhere.

Had he not forcibly twisted his body at the final moment, that sword would not have merely sliced through flesh. It would have cut his entire chest in half.

“The General is injured…”

One Edgeborne soldier’s face instantly turned deathly pale.

The soldiers beside him looked no better.

None of them had ever imagined that Everest, the man almost worshipped as a God of War throughout the Edgeborne military, would actually be suppressed so completely in a direct confrontation.

From beginning to end, Scarlet had never moved more than ten meters from where she originally stood.

It was not that she couldn’t kill Everest.

She was deliberately controlling the range of every strike, preventing sword light powerful enough to destroy the entire battlefield from extending beyond their battleground and reaching New Dawn’s camp behind her.