Level up is hard? I can Directly Purchase infinite Levels!-Chapter 52: The Pursuit Squad Wiped Out — Escape!

In the distance, the unicorn’s horn erupted with dazzling brilliance.

A pure, moon-white pillar of light shot into the sky, condensing midair into a colossal Lunar Greatsword that cleaved straight down at Bruce!

Sacred power held an innate suppression over abyssal alien races!

Bruce frowned and was forced to divert part of his strength, raising a lightning shield to block.

CLANG—!!!

The Lunar Greatsword struck the lightning shield, erupting in a blaze of radiant light.

It failed to shatter the shield—but it succeeded in distracting Bruce for a single instant.

"That’s the moment!"

A manic glint flashed through Raine’s eyes.

He released every last shred of blood energy he had left, simultaneously activating Thunder Arbiter, Dark Avatar, and the Obsidian Golem Body...

He was going to fuse everything and unleash his strongest strike!

If Bruce survived, then the one who would die next would certainly be him.

He had only one chance.

But he had no choice except to gamble it all!

"DIE!!!"

Raine roared.

BOOM—!!!

Inside his body, three completely different powers collided and fused violently!

The weight and might of the Obsidian Golem Body, the ferocity and destruction of Thunder Arbiter, the insidious corrosion of Dark Avatar...

The three forces tore at one another inside him—bones shattering inch by inch, organs rupturing, blood seeping from every pore!

Yet he clenched his teeth and endured!

At last, the three forces reached a fragile, miraculous equilibrium!

Across Raine’s body, dark gold, silver-white, and pitch-black light intertwined.

His right hand clenched in midair as blood-red radiance converged, forming a blood-colored spear!

Silver-white lightning coiled around the crimson shaft!

"This spear—"

"I’m returning it to you!"

Raine howled, hurling the spear at Bruce with every ounce of strength he had left!

The instant the spear left his hand, his body collapsed limply to the ground, his aura plunging to its absolute nadir.

Opposite him, Bruce had just shattered the Lunar Greatsword. Turning his head, he saw the blood-red spear tearing through the air toward him.

"A petty trick."

He sneered, not even bothering to defend, casually raising the Thunder Prison Blade, intending to cleave it apart with a single strike.

But at the very instant the spear was about to collide with the blade—

Something changed.

The pitch-black glow on the spear suddenly flared, and its body turned illusory, as if it had merged with darkness itself!

The Thunder Prison Blade cut through it—

Like slicing through empty air.

The blade passed straight through the spear!

The spear did not slow in the slightest.

In an instant, it crossed the final ten meters and—before Bruce’s stunned eyes—

SPLASH!

The spear punched straight through his chest!

"Impossible..."

Bruce lowered his gaze to the fist-sized, blood-soaked hole in his chest, disbelief flooding his eyes. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

His Thunder Colossus and lightning barrier... were utterly useless before that spear?!

Elementalization—darkness attribute?!

Bruce’s expression turned incomparably complex.

He couldn’t understand it.

What kind of monster was this weak human?

Why could he wield powers and techniques that no human should possess?

"Cough... cough..."

Raine struggled to lift his head.

Seeing the gaping wound in Bruce’s chest, he bared his teeth in a grin.

The bloodcore had been directly annihilated.

It was over.

He had won the gamble.

"Dark Avatar plus Thunder Arbiter... didn’t see that coming, did you, alien scum?"

"Y-you..."

Bruce opened his mouth to speak, but blood poured out endlessly.

He could feel the three different forces within that spear rampaging through his body, destroying his vitality from within.

"No..."

"How could I die here?"

"Die at the hands of an ant..."

The last light in Bruce’s eyes abruptly went out.

His proud head slumped weakly.

The raging lightning that had once coiled around him completely dissipated.

That body—which had once filled countless human powerhouses with terror—crashed heavily to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Thunderclan prodigy Bruce—dead!

[Ding! You have slain a Thunderclan Master-rank prodigy. Bloodstone +19,800!]

The battlefield fell into deathly silence.

The remaining dozen alien prodigies stood frozen, their minds utterly blank.

What... had they just witnessed?

Lord Bruce was dead?!

Killed by that human who was barely standing, scarcely recognizable as a living being?!

Impossible. This had to be an illusion!

Yet the corpse lying on the ground proclaimed the truth with brutal clarity.

"Lord Bruce... has fallen?"

A Shadowclan prodigy’s voice trembled.

"Quick! Stop that human!"

A Blackwater Clan prodigy was the first to react, pointing at Raine and shouting hoarsely, terror filling his eyes.

Bruce was dead—if they charged in now, wouldn’t that just be suicide?

But if they let this human escape with Arlis, the punishment awaiting them back home would be even worse.

Just as the prodigies fell into chaos—

"Cough... pff!"

Raine spat out another mouthful of black blood.

The residual lightning Bruce had left in his body clung to him like a bone-eating parasite, tearing apart his life force and preventing the Obsidian Golem Body from regenerating.

Every inch of his flesh screamed in agony; his vision darkened in waves.

Yet he forced himself not to collapse.

"Unicorn!"

The unicorn—also grievously wounded—let out a clear, ringing neigh and stepped through the light.

It first swept up the unconscious Arlis, gently placing her on its back.

At the same time, Raine reached out and seized the Thunder Prison Blade.

HUM!

The hilt felt icy cold, followed by a violent surge of rejection.

Raine grunted, dark-gold patterns flaring as he clenched down hard and forced the blade into submission.

"Go!"

He hauled himself onto the unicorn’s back, his right hand gripping the unicorn’s mane with great effort.

The unicorn’s four hooves struck the ground, transforming into a streak of white light as it sprinted toward the Bloodhowl Highlands!

"Stop them!"

"Retrieve the Divine Relic!"

Only then did the prodigies snap out of their shock.

They hurriedly launched attacks, all manner of long-range energy blasting toward the fleeing white streak.

But the unicorn was incredibly fast.

Most attacks missed outright; the few that grazed it were forcibly endured.

The prodigies exchanged glances—yet in the end, none of them dared to pursue.

A hunt they had thought would be effortless had turned into this outcome!

Nearly half of their number lay dead—and the Thunderclan prodigy Bruce had fallen outright!

All because of that seemingly insignificant human.

A bug they had once disdained.

If they chased after him now, who could guarantee he had no strength left to fight?

Who could guarantee the next one to die wouldn’t be themselves?

...

After fleeing a considerable distance, the unicorn plunged into a dense forest.

Raine’s taut nerves loosened slightly—and searing pain and weakness instantly overwhelmed him.

He lay prone on the unicorn’s back, barely able to maintain consciousness.

From the wound Bruce had cleaved open, destructive lightning arcs writhed like living creatures, constantly shredding newly formed flesh and even gnawing into bone and organs.

The Obsidian Golem Body’s regenerative power was severely suppressed, his blood energy nearly exhausted.

However, before he could even catch his breath—

A faint fluctuation suddenly rippled above!

In the next instant, a massive figure descended from the sky, landing squarely in front of the unicorn.

The newcomer beat four silver wings, silver-gray eyes gazing down from above.

It was none other than a gargoyle prodigy—

Silverwing Selas!

He had been ordered to search the surrounding region and had been drawn here by the sudden eruption of energy in the distance.

He hadn’t expected to stumble upon this.

His gaze swept over the heavily wounded Raine, then over the barely breathing Arlis.

Selas’s lips curled uncontrollably into a grin, sharp fangs glinting.

Delight and greed flooded his heart in an instant.

This was truly...

A gift delivered straight to his doorstep.