Tempest of the Stellar War

Chapter 1156: Fall Apart

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Had it been the Di Maria from before that had been provoked, he would have definitely explosively attacked, beating his opponent to death with his life. But the Di Maria right now, having been brainwashed a few times at the Greatest King, was much more useful.

The runic mech’s movements were enough to pull open the distance. His arms felt numb from the confrontation this time. Tthis was f**king simply the monster of monsters, a reinforced Mars?

The Overlord held onto the spear, still walking towards Di Maria one step at a time. Di Maria knew that he could not be carried away by the opponent’s flow. Hence, he took the lead to launch the offense. Since the opponent was not affected by this tactic, he would need to be more flexible to find an opportunity.

The Holy Light Swordsman’s movements were extremely nimble and smooth. This was something that everyone present could clearly feel. This mech’s functions were really superior. Shing, shing, shing...

In the midst of revolving, the Holy Light Swordsman broke out into continuous slashes. A stream of lights from the sword cut towards the Overlord. Di Maria’s Ability X was extremely close to Earth-rank, so when other people advanced towards him, Di Maria had never really stood and just watched it happen.

Peng, peng, peng...

The Overlord’s spear was lifted casually. Facing the light from the sword, he blocked as he wished. The light from the sword, which seemed to have astonishing killing power, easily turned into pieces upon contact with the spear.

At this moment, the gazes of everyone present changed slightly. The light from the sword had carried laser energy as well as the Ability X, but Aragorn had actually managed to completely blocked it directly.

If it were someone else, they would pretend and plainly show off. However, knowing the personalities of the people of Arbiter, especially people from Warrior Soul College like Aragorn, there was only one possibility.

That was a fundamental skill.

How had the switch happened?

Di Maria did not dare to stop his defense, neither could he stop. He was frightened. It would be fortunate if he could be a bit strong and force Aragorn to attack, or if he could be slightly weaker and not be able to tell, but, unfortunately, he understood very well.

This was purely a physical techniques known as Yield Destruction.

Ability X was also an energy attack fundamentally; it could be said to carry all sorts of unique lasers. By theory, physics defenses could defend it, but it was impossible upon actually carrying it out, as they will be affected by the Ability X mentally. There definitely had to be a “breaking” feel when the same physical attack went against an energy attack.

This was a profound mystery. Aslan’s Royal College and the Military Officer School had all done research, yet, up till now, no one had been able to do it. Di Maria, being a genius, had, of course, taken such classes, but he felt that doing so was simply torturing himself.

Yet Aragorn, who was in front of him, had managed to do it. It was not by chance. Up till now, it had actually held a success rate of a hundred percent.

What kind... of a lunatic was this person exactly?

Di Maria gritted his teeth. What kind of luck did he have to actually encountered such a monster? If Mars was brainless steel, then Aragorn would be intelligent steel.

His pressure was mountains high!

Every time the opponent easily crushed his full-strength attacks, the burden in his heart became a bit heavier. In addition, Di Maria’s Ability X was continuously wasted. This kind of load caused the sweat on his body to increase more and more.

He had a few offensive moves – the ones he had learned at the Royal College and those he learnt at the Elite Academy X. However, he was unable to execute then, as even if he used them, it would be of no use. It was like a primary school kid showing off how good his math was in front of a university student.

But this was a battle – he did not have the option to retreat. The Overlord was indifferently closing in, but to Di Maria, every step was frightening.

Arbiter’s Warrior Soul College’s General Sarabujal looked peaceful, but his serenity at this moment was the greatest conceitedness.

This was the disciple he was proud of, who would not only sweep the SIG but also to avenge the past humiliations of Mars, who was defeated. However, it was unexpected that Mars had stopped his pursuit for ultimate strength in the months since leaving Arbiter.

As a warrior, the first thing was not to learn how to lead, but to have the ultimate fighting strength. Arbiter was monstrous military band made up of a bunch of warriors with peak fighting strength.

Spirit... Battle spirit... An unwavering battle spirit!

That fearless ability could allow the world to crawl at his feet!

Zeng... Aragorn’s spear was stuck to the ground, but Di Maria, who was opposite, had actually gotten a shock and forcefully controlled the Holy Light Swordsman to retreat. The runic mech’s performance was also slightly better. It made the entire situation awkward.

However, no one laughed at Di Maria.

Wang Zheng was confidently superior in terms of physical techniques, but Aragorn was evidently more frightening in terms of the relation between his physical techniques and mental strength. This was the Warrior Soul College’s succinctness and the theory that countless theoreticians had provided, and Aragorn had turned these theories into reality. It could be imagined how much blood, sweat, and tears was focused on Aragorn and others alike.

People like these do not look like anything special most of the time, but when they did, they would shock people.

The Overlord’s suppressiveness was even stronger and, unfortunately, Aragorn had not even used his mental strength, which meant that he had not created any atmospheric suppression, and yet Di Maria could already not breathe properly.

The Overlord seemed to be getting bigger and bigger. Di Maria racked his brains. How could he break it? How to break this?

Attacks that would drain his Ability X would only narrow his chances of escape, and right now, the Overlord had already thrown its spear away. Was this contempt?

That’s right, it was contempt!

Zeng! Zeng! Zeng! Zeng...

Streams of light filled with killing intent from the sword passed through whilst the Overlord just moved slightly to let it pass.

This was not Wang Zheng’s Plum Blossom Steps. The Arbiter Military College had donned it as the Hair’s Breadth Dodge, which required extremely powerful visual judgement and movement. It would not do without either. To do this, the person must not just be a wholesome warrior, but at the same time also work immeasurably hard, have countless battle experiences, and lessons.

Within the mech, under the Warrior Soul College’s uniform, Aragorn’s body was packed with scars. It was ugly to the point that it looked like numerous thick earthworms were crawling all over him; however, these scars were what gave him strength.

The first slash did not hit, two slashes did not hit him...

All of a sudden, the Holy Light Swordsman pulled out a laser gun, randomly blasting shots at the Overlord. However, the Overlord roared and forcefully advanced, still using the Hair’s Breadth Dodge so precisely that it made one’s hair stand!

Di Maria’s wild howls seemed weak before such movements.

Overlord Sky Rocket Cannon!

The Overlord made an arc as it charged towards the Holy Light Swordsman. It was again another round of laser attacks, but the Overlord had instead forcefully dropped from mid-air and charged in front of Di Maria at high speeds.

It was at this moment that Di Maria smiled. He had been waiting for this move, waiting for the opponent to relax. Olivios had used the same move, so it was not weird that Aragorn would too.

The Overlord threw a punch over, directly... striking through the Holy Light Swordsman?

An illusion?

In this instant, Di Maria’s Holy Light Swordsman had already lifted its laser sword and charged towards the Overlord!

This was Di Maria’s time ability. He could choose a timing to visit within the next five minutes, before instantly returning to his current state and position.

He was a time controller!

Sh*t!

Di Maria had already made preparations to manage the opponent’s sudden teleportation and already held the decisive moment. No matter where the opponent went, it would be the same as him also using teleportation.

Aragorn did not teleport. The runic sword charged through...

Everyone’s heartbeats rose. This ability of Di Maria was seemingly going against God’s will; it was simply impossible to defend against. The time field – it was the reason why Di Maria was so well-respected even when he clearly had not even reached Earth rank. It was because he was fated to do it in the future.

Pierce... The Overlord mech disappeared.

The very next moment, a spear penetrated Di Maria’s Holy Light Swordsman. Di Maria did not even have the time to react...

In a split second, the whole crowd exploded. What was happening?

Could it be that Aragorn’s ability was also time?

Another time controller?

Everyone’s eyebrows creased together. If Aragorn was a time controller, he would be even scarier than Di Maria by a million times. This was a completely different level!

No one knew what the situation was, and Aragorn obviously had no obligations to explain anything to anyone. For him, it was a completely minor issue, but for Di Maria, it was a serious blow. There were actually other time controllers in this world, and he was much stronger. It could be seen that the other person had a much better understanding of the ability as he could easily kill him off using the same exact moves.

At this moment, Di Maria’s confidence fell apart. What he had always been proud of was his future, that he would definitely be successful in the future, that he would be strong. But now?

His future was gone.

Aragorn completely disregarded the failure slugged in his cabin. When Aragorn walked out, the audience quietened down. He did not return to his team but instead walked straight towards the competitors’ zone. This was to...