A Man Like None Other Chapter 6424 Death Battle
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- A mysterious figure wields an ancient artifact.
- A formidable strategist is introduced.
- A complex trap is prepared for an enemy.
A mysterious figure wielding a powerful artifact. The introduction of a formidable strategist. The preparation of a complex trap for an approaching enemy.
The person on the right has a very different build; he was thin and weak, with an upright posture but without a fierce or valiant aura.
His face looked sinister and cold, his skin was as pale as if it hadn’t seen the sun for years, and he was completely bloodless. Just a glance will make you feel cold and piercing, and you will feel alert.
He held a simple, ancient egg beater in his hand. The whisk’s white feathers were smooth and strong, and remained still and unwavering even in the strong winds of the wilderness. It’s not an ordinary thing.
This was an ancient treasure, the Heaven Binding Brush, which was used to trap enemies, seal their souls, and aid in battle. Its power is immeasurable.
He was surrounded by wisps of sinister and flowing silver light, his aura cold and evil, not the usual divine light of the gods, but rather his unique power of dissolving through illusions, which had been cultivated for over a hundred years.
Specializing in disrupting souls, confusing minds, and severing mental bonds, he can silently corrupt his opponents’ minds, finish them off without shedding blood, and is extremely cruel and ruthless.
This person was the God Clan’s trump card—the Wise Warrior.
Although also holding the pinnacle of the ninth rank of the True Immortal Realm, they are not proficient in close combat, but are proficient in ancient trap and kill formations and ultimate illusion formations, able to devise plans within thousands of miles and calculate people’s hearts.
They excel at using formations to trap and eliminate enemy hordes, silently wiping out invading forces; they are cunning and cunning, making it impossible to resist.
The strategist’s gaze was as deep and cold as an abyss, filled with layers of calculation, without showing the slightest trace of emotion.
At that moment, he narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the ever-approaching pillar of white light in the distant horizon. A cold and ghastly smile slowly curved across his lips, and a murderous intent was hidden in his heart.
“I have predicted the enemy’s movement route, and spent three days and nights in advance to set up a nine-layer trap and kill formation, using my own soul as the guide, spiritual power as the foundation, and the evil energy of heaven and earth as the supporting material.”
With a flick of his wrist, Zhi Zhan slowly swung the Sky Binding Whip, and countless, continuous, and terrifying silver array patterns instantly appeared underground.
The array patterns moved and crept slowly like living creatures, and a terrifying and deathly aura continued to rise, enveloping the entire surrounding barren land.
“This nine-layer formation stretches from the empty land outside, layer by layer, all the way to the entrance of the prison gate. Each layer is interlinked and supports each other, forming a unified attack and defense.”
“Once these people entered the formation range, they had walked into a trap; there was no way out. They were destined to perish here today.”
The soldier glanced at him, snorted coldly, and said with a hint of disdain, “Just a nine-layer formation can turn a small problem into a big problem.”
“A bunch of heretical cultivators, nothing more than a mob. Why bother with your complicated formation? I can crush them all with my bare fists and slaughter them all.”