Chapter 1680: Killed in Battle

Lord Lingxu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his gaze fixed on a certain direction in the Imaginary World.

A figure draped in black wizard robes was walking across the void, heading toward this place with a cold gaze…

Lord Wuji’s body had transformed from a mere head and a few points back into a complete form. He looked as if he had returned to his peak state, and every gesture he made radiated a suffocating sense of oppression.

But seeing this, Lord Lingxu only spoke indifferently:

“Bluffing.”

Lord Lingxu knew that Lord Wuji had no material supplies at all. The reason he looked restored was simply that he had redistributed the complex materials from that single head to other parts of his body—much like converting a steel head into cotton of the same mass; the scale would certainly appear larger.

If one were to put Lord Wuji on a scale now, they would find he weighed only one-tenth of what he had at the start.

“And how much better off are you?” Lord Wuji sneered.

Lord Lingxu ignored him. His peripheral vision swept across the surroundings, as if searching for traces of Lord Red Dust… He knew his previous move hadn’t been enough to kill the opponent easily. Since Lord Wuji was appearing in the open, Lord Red Dust was likely hiding in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity.

“Enough talk.” Lord Lingxu lowered his head. “Whatever tricks you have, use them all.”

“It seems you can’t hold on for much longer either.”

“Aren’t you the same?”

Both of them narrowed their eyes simultaneously.

Having fought to this extent, both sides were at the end of their rope. Neither knew which side would collapse first if the battle dragged on, so they had to end it as quickly as possible.

Lord Lingxu moved first. With a flick of his finger, the buildings on both sides turned into countless flying bricks, rushing toward Lord Wuji. These bricks were formula-weapons he had accumulated over a long time, which he could deploy with almost no effort… In their current state, he could easily grind them to death with these.

Lord Wuji seemed to have anticipated this. His body erupted with brilliant light once more, and countless materials reacted with each other, releasing immense energy that transformed directly into a terrifying, scorching sun!

Lord Lingxu watched this expressionlessly. Two formulas drifted between his palms, and with a grab through the air, the scorching sun visibly collapsed toward its center…

The next second, a black shadow appeared behind him like a ghost.

Lord Lingxu didn’t turn around. Instead, he immediately erected three formulas behind him: an electromagnetic formula to isolate radiation, a thermal formula to guard against nuclear explosions, and a super-pressure equation to defend against impact.

Only after setting up the three defenses did he drag his weary, dizzy body around to look…

But he froze in place the next moment.

Lord Wuji’s body had split open directly from the center, like a flimsy garment… The next second, a figure in white flew out from within him!

Lord Lingxu never expected that Lord Red Dust had hidden herself inside Lord Wuji’s body to pull off a switch, and that the three formulas he had erected behind him were all meant to defend against Lord Wuji!

Even so, Lord Lingxu’s reaction was swift. He bit his tongue to force his dizzy brain to stay clear, instantly changing the thermal formula into a string vibration energy spectrum formula, and the super-pressure equation into a speed formula to guard against close-quarters combat…

Thud—!!

At the critical moment, Lord Lingxu managed to block Lord Red Dust’s palm strike!

With the formula to slow down close-range speed, Lord Lingxu’s tense heart finally relaxed slightly. This formula was like a protective talisman for him; he could neutralize most of Lord Red Dust’s attacks. But to his surprise, the next second, a Philosopher’s Stone pattern, petal-like, emerged directly from the surface of his monk’s robe!

Lord Wuji had abandoned his original body and attached his soul to Lord Lingxu’s clothing to be reborn!

This move exceeded Lord Lingxu’s expectations. His speed formula could slow down any matter that approached him, but it couldn’t stop the traversal of a soul. Only now did Lord Wuji truly reveal his trump card against Lord Lingxu!

The fabric clinging to Lord Lingxu’s body transformed directly into highly dangerous radioactive material, and the toxicity on its surface paralyzed Lord Lingxu for a split second…

At the same time, Lord Red Dust, who was within arm’s reach, opened her arms wide, embracing both Lord Lingxu and the Lord Wuji attached to his clothes.

“Farewell…”

“Coward.”

Lord Red Dust gently closed her eyes.

She flicked her hand forcefully, and two figures flew out from the illusory lotus, thrown off to who knows where.

The next second, her entire body was sliced apart by “strings.” Amidst the surging blood and flesh, a complete and magnificent human embroidery was exposed to the air…

As Lord Red Dust committed suicide, the embroidery that made up her body transformed into nineteen embroidery needles, which slammed into Lord Lingxu’s body!!

With the needles embedded in him, Lord Lingxu spat out a large mouthful of blood, his consciousness becoming incredibly blurred. At the same time, a brilliant light bloomed from the monk’s robe he was wearing…

“Hmph.” Lord Wuji’s cold snort followed.

Boom—!!!

A fireball exploded in the air, directly engulfing Lord Lingxu’s figure.

But fabric was, after all, just ordinary material. Even if converted into nuclear fuel, the explosion it could trigger was extremely limited. However, this was already the final attack Lord Wuji could muster in this world…

Amidst the surging flames, several shimmering Philosopher’s Stones fell toward the earth.

The auras of Lord Red Dust and Lord Wuji vanished from the Imaginary World simultaneously…

The world fell into dead silence.

As the aftermath of the explosion gradually faded, amidst the churning black clouds, a shirtless, blood-stained figure fell heavily to the earth like a meteorite.

Blood was streaming from his seven orifices, his severed left arm was a bloody mess, and embroidery needles were embedded all over his body, causing excruciating pain with the slightest movement… But even so, he was still alive.

If not for the fact that they were in the Imaginary World, if not for the fact that Lord Wuji truly had no more matter to convert, and if not for the astonishing willpower he had exerted at the brink of life and death to nudge the Lingxu numbers, the explosion just now would likely have reduced him to ashes…

It was a pity, however, that there were no “ifs” in this world.

In this silent and empty world, Lord Lingxu lay alone on the ground. After lying there like a corpse for a long time, he finally staggered to his feet.

Dragging his weary body, he picked up the few dim Philosopher’s Stones and dragged the blurred corpse of Lord Red Dust from not far away…

Then he walked slowly into the distance.

Light shone from the windows on both sides of the street, casting his back in a lonely and disheveled silhouette. He carried the remains and belongings of his former companions, yet there was no joy on his face, as if he were not the victor of this war… but a total loser.

He walked silently with his head bowed, the Imaginary World slowly dissipating behind him, until finally, his figure vanished without a trace.