Chapter 452: Shin Vs Elder Ros [3]

The force behind Shin's slash was nothing short of cataclysmic. As the blade cleaved through Elder Ros's armor, it rent through his ribs with a sickening crack, leaving a trail of devastation in its wake. The formidable barrier that once protected him shattered like fragile glass, unable to withstand the sheer power of the assault.

But it wasn't just the physical impact that left Elder Ros reeling. The attack carried with it a potent spiritual essence, intertwining with his very soul. The invisible tendrils of Shin's spiritual attack seeped into the depths of his being, unraveling the very fabric of his spirit. The pain that surged through his body was not limited to the physical realm; it transcended into the ethereal, shaking the core of his existence.

In the aftermath of the devastating slash, a profound silence enveloped the battlefield. The air crackled with residual energy, the remnants of Shin's unleashed power. The landscape lay in ruins, a testament to the immense destructive force that had been unleashed. The once proud stronghold now lay shattered and broken, a stark reflection of the havoc wreaked upon it.

Amidst the debris and chaos, a faint chime echoed within Shin's mind, drawing his attention. The voice of the system reverberated through his consciousness, a reminder of the consequences of his unleashed power.

Ding!

Host can use his skills now!

Soon, he activated his all-seeing eyes. Shin's vision transcended the swirling dust particles that filled the air. Despite the temporary obstruction, he could still discern the figure of Elder Ros lying on the ground, engulfed in a pool of his own blood. The once formidable elder now appeared feeble and vulnerable, his body battered and broken. Despite the pain etched on his face, a flicker of defiance remained in his eyes.

With a deliberate and calculated movement, Elder Ros attempted to rise, his limbs trembling under the strain. Each labored breath was an agonizing reminder of the devastation he had suffered at Shin's hands. But before he could even utter a plea for mercy, Shin's voice cut through the air, filled with chilling determination.

"You survived one slash. Let's see if you can endure ten more," Shin declared, his words resonating with a quiet intensity.

Without delay, Shin sprung into action, his sword slicing through the air with deadly precision. The ten consecutive slashes were executed in rapid succession, each strike imbued with a terrifying combination of physical and spiritual power.

Despair etched deep lines upon Elder Ros's face as he witnessed the destruction wrought by Shin's ten consecutive slashes. The battle seemed to be reaching its climax, with victory within Shin's grasp.

A sudden shift in the elemental energy overhead caught Shin's attention. The sky crackled with electric intensity, and in an instant, a bolt of lightning surged from above, arcing toward the ground. Time seemed to slow down as the electrifying force intercepted Shin's ten slashes, which were still hurtling toward Elder Ros.

However, instead of the lightning destroying the slashes, the bolt of energy served as a catalyst for something else. From within the luminous discharge, a dark figure emerged, taking shape amidst the crackling energy.

The figure stood tall and imposing, draped in darkened garments that billowed and swirled around him. His face obscured by a mysterious mask, he exuded an air of commanding presence.

In his hands, the figure wielded a war blade—a weapon bathed in a dark aura that mirrored the intensity of the lightning. With uncanny precision, he swiftly countered each of Shin's ten slashes, his blade moving with blinding speed and unparalleled skill. As each blade met in a clash of opposing energies, the battlefield became a dance of light and shadow, showcasing the raw power and finesse of the combatants.

The dark figure's actions were almost otherworldly, as if he existed in perfect harmony with the storm itself. His swift maneuvers allowed him to intercept the slashes with ease, nullifying their destructive force.

Shin watched in awe and disbelief as his attacks were met with unwavering defense. The dark figure's presence exuded an aura of unyielding power, his movements speaking volumes about his expertise in combat. It became apparent that this enigmatic opponent was more than a match for Shin's relentless onslaught.

As the final clash between their blades reverberated through the air, a temporary stillness settled over the battlefield. The two combatants stood locked in a silent standoff, each recognizing the formidable strength and determination within the other.

In a split second, the dark figure's form began to dissipate, sinking into his own shadow like an ethereal specter.

The enigmatic figure's departure left behind an air of mystery and uncertainty.

In the wake of the dark figure's disappearance, the atmosphere shifted once more. Three distinct shadows began to materialize, morphing into the forms of formidable creatures—shadow wolves. Their eyes gleamed with an unholy darkness, devoid of life, as they emerged from the depths of Elder Ros's shadow.

With a synchronized ferocity, the shadow wolves launched a relentless barrage of attacks upon Shin. Their movements were swift and elusive, their razor-sharp claws and gnashing teeth striking with lethal precision. Shadows danced and swirled around them, adding an aura of malevolence to their assault.

Shin, empowered by his newfound strength, swiftly evaded and countered the relentless attacks. His movements were fluid and calculated, his strikes landing with devastating force. historical

With each dodge and counter, Shin wreaked havoc with powerful blows, shattering the shadow wolves' forms temporarily. However, their incorporeal nature allowed them to reform quickly, continuously harrying him with their relentless assault.

The sheer number and tenacity of the shadow wolves created a constant distraction, testing Shin's focus and agility. The clash between Shin and the shadow wolves intensified, the battlefield now a whirlwind of frenetic energy. Each strike resonated with a burst of dark essence and shrouded the area in an ominous aura.

lightsΝοvel In the midst of the chaotic skirmish, the shadow wolves seized an opportunity. Exploiting the distraction caused by their relentless assault, they swiftly retreated, sinking back into the depths of Elder Ros's shadow. Like tendrils of darkness, their forms merged with the inky abyss, disappearing from sight.

Shin stood there, his heart pounding with a mixture of frustration and determination. Though he had successfully evaded their attacks and destroyed their physical forms, the shadow wolves had achieved their objective—buying precious time for their escape with Elder Ros.