Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology - Chapter 461
Chapter 461
Nezha's flames exploded in the sky, the flames illuminated half the sky, and the black air was burned by the flames and kept retreating, making bursts of shrill hissing sounds.
Nezha kept walking, waving the broken spear like the wind. Every strike was accompanied by fierce momentum. The flames shuttled through the black air like a long dragon, trying to disperse it completely.
Yang Jian followed closely behind, his Heavenly Eye fully opened. His gaze penetrated through layers of black air and quickly locked onto the huge monster hidden deep in the clouds.
The monster was huge, with thick black air surrounding it, like a black mountain suspended in the air, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
"found it!"
Yang Jian said in a low voice, with a hint of coldness in his tone.
His figure suddenly flashed, and the three-pointed, double-edged sword turned into a silver light and went straight to the vital point of the monster.
The blade broke through the air, making a sharp whistling sound and struck directly at the core of the monster.
However, the monster seemed to be prepared. The black gas suddenly condensed and turned into a thick barrier, blocking Yang Jian's attack.
Yang Jian's blade collided with the black air, making a dull explosion, but the monster suffered no substantial damage.
"This guy's defense is very strong, ordinary attacks are ineffective against it!"
Yang Jian quickly retreated, his eyes still stern, his tone carrying a hint of urgency.
When Nezha heard Yang Jian's reminder, his brows slightly frowned, and he swung the broken spear in his hand violently, and the flame on the tip of the spear surged again.
He strode forward, his figure like a flash of lightning, heading straight towards the monster.
"Let me try it!"
Nezha let out a low roar and stabbed the monster's abdomen with the broken spear. Flames swept out like a fire dragon, trying to break through the monster's defense.
However, the monster's black energy condensed again, and the flames collided with the black energy, making a "hissing" sound. Although the flames temporarily suppressed the black energy, they could not completely defeat the monster's defense.
Nezha's expression changed slightly, he took a step back, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes:"This guy's defense is stronger than we expected!"
Yang Jian nodded, and the light of his Heavenly Eye became brighter, quickly scanning the monster's entire body, trying to find its weakness.
"Its weak point is in the head, and the source of the black energy is also there!"
Yang Jian whispered, with a hint of urgency in his tone.
Nezha heard this and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes:"So what are you waiting for? I'll attract its attention, and you'll take the opportunity to break through!"
Yang Jian nodded, and turned the three-pointed, double-edged sword slightly in his hand, and the blade emitted a cold light:
"Be careful, it attacks very quickly."
Nezha grinned, swung the broken spear violently, and the flame on the tip of the spear ignited again:"Don't worry, I'm not that easily hurt by it!"
After saying that, Nezha suddenly jumped up, waving the broken spear like the wind, flames exploded in the black air, and went straight to the monster's head.
The monster seemed to be angered by Nezha's attack, and black energy surged wildly, attacking Nezha directly.
Nezha's figure flashed in the air, his movements were swift and agile, constantly dodging the attacks of the black air.
While attracting the monster's attention, he looked for an opportunity to get close to the monster's head.
While the monster's attention was drawn to Nezha, Yang Jian suddenly flashed and turned into a beam of silver light, heading straight for the monster's head.
The three-pointed, double-edged sword trembled slightly in his hand, and the blade pointed directly at the core of the monster.
"It's now!"
Yang Jian let out a low shout, and suddenly thrust out the three-pointed, double-edged sword. The blade pierced the monster's head with incredible precision, causing it to let out a sharp scream.
The monster's body trembled violently, and black energy surged wildly at this moment, trying to make a final struggle.
However, Yang Jian's blade had already pierced into its core, the monster's power was rapidly weakened, and the black gas began to gradually dissipate.
Seeing this, Nezha swung the broken spear violently, and the flames ignited again, completely burning the remaining black energy of the monster.
The two men stood in the air, watching the monster's body gradually dissipate, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Finally solved."
Nezha put away the broken spear, the flame on the tip of the spear gradually went out, and there was a hint of relief in his tone.
Yang Jian continued to scan the surroundings vigilantly, the light of his Heavenly Eye gradually dimming, and after confirming that there were no other monsters, he turned to look at Nezha:
"It's not advisable to stay here for long. We have to leave as soon as possible."
Nezha nodded, a trace of fatigue flashed in his eyes:"Let's go, I'm really exhausted this time."
The two were about to leave when suddenly, the dark clouds in the sky rolled again, and an even stronger black gas poured out from the clouds, quickly condensing into an even larger black shadow.
"Damn it, it's not over yet!"
Nezha gritted his teeth and growled, then clenched the broken spear again, the flame on the tip of the spear flickering slightly.
Yang Jian's third eye suddenly opened, his gaze penetrated the black air and quickly locked onto the huge black shadow.
"Is this...Chen Tianjun's backup plan?"
Yang Jian whispered, with a hint of solemnity in his tone.
Nezha clenched the broken spear, a hint of fighting spirit flashed in his eyes:"No matter what it is, as long as we brothers work together, we can definitely solve it!"
Yang Jian nodded, and the three-pointed, double-edged sword turned slightly in his hand:"Are you ready?"
Nezha grinned, his eyes burning with fighting spirit:
"Anytime!"
Two figures suddenly rushed out and headed straight for the huge black shadow.
The two of them rushed into the rolling black air like two flashes of lightning in an instant.
This time the black shadow was several times larger than before. Its ferocious claws seemed to be able to tear the sky and earth apart. Its eyes burning with black flames stared at Yang Jian and Nezha.
The wind was howling and black air was surging, covering the sky and the sun, engulfing the two figures.
The battle instantly became intense. Nezha took the lead in attacking. The broken spear turned into a fire dragon and pierced the black shadow's heart.
However, the black shadow waved its giant claws and easily dispersed the fire dragon. The powerful impact even knocked Nezha back several steps. He rolled over to steady his body, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
All around were rolling black clouds, and the strong wind mixed with black air made a sharp whistling sound.
Seeing this, Yang Jian swung his three-pointed, double-edged sword with all his might. The flashes of swords and shadows collided with the black air, making a deafening roar.
He was agile, shuttling between the shadows' attacks, looking for flaws.
"Nezha! Be careful of its black flames!"
Yang Jian's voice was torn apart by the strong wind, but it still reached Nezha's ears clearly. At the same time, he swung the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand violently, and a golden blade energy cut through the black air and hit the claws of the black shadow directly.
When Nezha heard Yang Jian's reminder, his pupils shrank slightly and his body instinctively took a step back.
At the same time, he swung the broken spear in his hand rapidly, and the flames at the tip of the spear formed a fiery barrier around him. The black flames came fiercely, but were dispersed the moment they came into contact with the flames, turning into countless sparks flying everywhere, and a burning smell filled the air.
Yang Jian's eyes remained as cool as ice. Taking advantage of the moment when the black shadow was restrained by Nezha, his heavenly eye flashed slightly and quickly locked onto a weakly defended corner on the left side of the black shadow.
His figure was as fast as lightning, and the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand drew a cold silver light in the air, and the blade pointed directly at the vital point.
The blade pierced the shadow's body precisely, making a dull tearing sound, as if cutting through some thick leather.
The black shadow suddenly let out an earth-shaking roar, and its huge body trembled violently. Black gas gushed out from the wound like a burst dam, quickly spreading in the air and forming a thick black fog.
The black shadow's aura instantly became disordered, and the power that was originally suffocating was weakened a little.
Seeing this, Nezha's eyes flashed with a fierce look, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He suddenly raised the broken spear, and the flames on the tip of the spear suddenly surged, and the flames pounced on the black shadow like a violent beast.
The flames collided with the black gas, making a hissing sound. The black gas quickly evaporated under the high temperature, and a pungent burnt smell filled the air.
Nezha's offensive did not slow down at all. He gripped the gun handle tightly with both hands, and the flames swept up like a violent storm, completely devouring the remaining black air.
The black shadow's screams gradually became weaker, and its body gradually collapsed in the flames, eventually turning into wisps of black smoke and dissipating into the air.
The sound of wind around gradually subsided, the black air dissipated, and the world became clear again.
Yang Jian put away his sword and stood, glancing around with a stern gaze. After confirming that there was no more black air left, he slightly relaxed his tense body.
He turned to look at Nezha, his tone calm but with a hint of fatigue:"It's not advisable to stay here for long. We have to leave as soon as possible."
Nezha nodded, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and still had that confident smile on his face:"These guys are endless."
As he spoke, the broken spear in his hand drooped slightly, the flame at the tip of the spear gradually went out, and the remaining heat in the air was still rising slowly.
As the two were preparing to fly away on their swords, Yang Jian's gaze suddenly fixed and he looked up towards the distant sky.
Nezha followed his gaze and frowned.
In the distant sky, a thick black gas gathered again, and vaguely a huge figure could be seen slowly taking shape in it.
"Again?"
Nezha cursed under his breath, and clenched the broken spear in his hand. The flame at the tip of the spear ignited again, making his face look somewhat hideous.
Yang Jian's eyes remained calm, but his tone was solemn:"It seems that things are not as simple as we thought. The source of this black energy may be much deeper than we expected."
Nezha grinned, his eyes sparkling with excitement:"No matter what it is, just beat it! I don't believe these things can rebel against the heaven!"
Yang Jian did not refute, but just clenched his three-pointed double-edged sword, the blade gleaming coldly in the sunlight. He whispered:
"Be careful, the black energy this time seems to be more dense than before, and the attack method may also be different."
Nezha nodded, took a deep breath, and the frivolity in his eyes was gradually replaced by seriousness.
He knew that Yang Jian would never do something without a purpose. Since he was so serious, the opponent this time must be very powerful.
The two men looked at each other, drew their weapons at the same time, leaped forward, and headed straight for the newly gathered black energy.
Their figures drew two dazzling streaks of light in the sunlight, and they quickly approached the target.
The black gas seemed to sense their approach and suddenly rolled up, and a strong sense of oppression came towards them.
Yang Jian's heavenly eye flashed slightly, and he quickly scanned the black air, trying to find its weakness.
However, this time the black gas was more bizarre than before, and it seemed to be constantly changing its form as if it had consciousness.
"careful!"
Yang Jian let out a low roar and suddenly turned his body to avoid a black flame that suddenly shot out from the black air.
Nezha swiftly swung the broken spear, and the flame at the tip of the spear collided with the black flame, making a loud bang, and the air wave made the robes of the two men rustle.
"This guy is much more difficult to deal with than the previous one!"
Nezha gritted his teeth and swung the broken spear in his hand more violently. The flames continued to clash with the black air, but every collision made him feel a strong recoil.
Yang Jian's eyes remained calm, and the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand drew several sharp streaks in the air, hitting several key nodes of the black air.
However, the defensive power of the black gas seemed to be stronger than before, and the sword light only penetrated a part of it before being quickly dissolved.
"Nezha, hold it back, I'm going to find its core!"
Yang Jian let out a low shout, his figure suddenly flashed, and he took a few steps back. The light of his Heavenly Eye suddenly lit up, quickly locking onto the abnormal fluctuations in the black air.
Nezha nodded, swung the broken spear violently, and the flames surged again, firmly controlling the black air within the attack range.
His figure flashed quickly in the black air, constantly attracting the attention of the black air and buying time for Yang Jian.
Yang Jian's Heavenly Eye scanned quickly and finally locked onto a faint red light deep in the black air.
His eyes focused and he quickly determined that that was the core of the black energy.
"found it!"
Yang Jian let out a low shout and suddenly rushed out, pointing his three-pointed, double-edged sword directly at the red light. The blade drew a silver arc in the air and went straight to the core.
The black gas seemed to sense the crisis and suddenly shrank, turning into a thick barrier, trying to block Yang Jian's attack.
However, Yang Jian was faster, and the blade instantly penetrated the barrier and pierced the red light accurately.
A shrill roar came from the black air, and the red light suddenly exploded. The black air dissipated quickly like a burst dam, revealing the true appearance of the monster.
It was a giant beast with a huge body and covered in black scales. It was struggling in pain and its breath was gradually weakening.
Seeing this, Nezha swung the broken spear violently, and the flame at the tip of the spear swept up like a fire dragon, directly engulfing the body of the monster.
In the flames, the screams of the monster gradually disappeared, and finally turned into wisps of black smoke, completely dissipating into the air.
The two men stood in the air, looking at the remains of the monster and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Finally solved."
Nezha put away the broken spear, the flame on the tip of the spear gradually went out, and there was a hint of fatigue in his tone.
After returning to heaven, Yang Jian and Nezha went straight to Sun Wukong's residence.
Along the way, Nezha's steps were extremely hurried, and the broken spear in his hand trembled slightly. It was obvious that he was still immersed in the battle just now.
Yang Jian seemed much calmer, but there was still a hint of solemnity between his brows.
"Great Sage, things are more complicated than we expected."
As soon as Yang Jian entered the room, he went straight to the point, his tone low and calm.
He waved his hand and placed a rune stone taken from the altar on the table. A strange light flickered faintly on the surface of the stone.
Sun Wukong was lazily lying on the couch. Hearing this, he looked up at the two of them."Oh? Tell me, what did you find?"
(End of this chapter)