yready Chapter 771 - 728: Holy Silver Battle Body
Chapter 771 - 728: Holy Silver Battle Body
Leon had just tried it, in the state of the Holy Silver Avatar, his speed had reached its peak, every sword strike was with full force.
But those flowers seemed to know ahead where he would chop from, always appearing in the correct position before his sword’s edge arrived.
Leon stopped walking, standing amidst the circle of seventeen Dragon-Eye Flowers. The silver-white light surrounding him remained fierce, but his breathing was starting to become chaotic.
He recalled the writings about the inheritance of the Holy Silver Avatar in the family’s ancient texts.
"The one with a Holy Silver Avatar can fuse their Fighting Spirit and Magic Power into one, creating a Holy Silver Battle Body, greatly enhancing speed, strength, and defense. However, this state is extremely consuming, and requires complete mastery of inherited power to wield true strength."
Complete mastery.
He hadn’t achieved complete mastery yet.
Leon had received the complete inheritance of the Holy Silver Breathing Technique less than two years ago.
In two years, being able to comprehend such an ancient Secret Technique to this level on his own was already considered a miracle.
But miracles can’t change a fact, his utilization of the Holy Silver Avatar was still at a very basic level.
Leon took a deep breath.
Those eyes, now completely turned silver-white, slowly surveyed the seventeen cold golden dragon eyes around him.
He had no choice.
He could only use that move.
In the stands, the Duke keenly sensed the change in Leon’s aura.
It was no longer burning, but collapsing.
The silver-white light surrounding Leon abruptly began to converge inward, no longer expanding outward, but instead frantically collapsed inward, into his body.
Those lights appeared to be drawn by some enormous force, forming one flowing pattern after another on his body surface.
Audric frowned slightly.
He could feel something awakening inside Leon.
Those Dragon-Eye Flowers seemed to sense the anomaly too, seventeen dragon eyes simultaneously squinted, petals quivering slightly, as if on guard.
Boom—!!
A blinding silver-white column of light shot up from Leon, piercing directly into the space barrier above the arena.
The column was astonishingly thick, with a diameter of at least ten meters, so intense in brightness it was impossible to look directly at.
Countless people in the stands instinctively closed their eyes; some even exclaimed in shock.
The column lasted for a full three breaths.
After three breaths, the light gradually receded.
When people’s vision finally cleared again, the entire arena fell silent.
Leon was gone.
In his place stood a silver-white giant.
The giant stood at least twenty meters tall, covered entirely by a silver-white armor composed of a pure substance akin to solidified moonlight.
The armor was ancient and dignified in style, with shoulder plates of roaring lions, and a burning Holy Sword engraved on the chest plate—the emblem of the Holy Silver Knight Order in its heyday.
A similarly gigantic longsword hung at the waist, with seven massive Holy Silver crystals embedded in the sword’s scabbard, each the size of a washbasin.
The giant’s face was obscured by a fully enclosed helmet, with two blazing silver-white fires burning in the helmet’s eye slits.
The flames burned quietly without emitting any warmth, yet caused everyone who met its gaze to feel a shiver deep within their soul.
"What... what is this..."
Someone in the stands trembled as they asked.
No one could answer.
The Duke sat in a corner, eyes fixed on the silver-white giant.
He could sense, the essence of that giant was none other than Leon.
Leon hadn’t transformed into something else, he had merely magnified, condensed, and materialized his Holy Silver Avatar state, using that special inherited Secret Technique to transform himself from a man into a giant.
The silver-white giant lowered its head, gazing at the tiny flowers on the ground.
The seventeen Dragon-Eye Flowers trembled under the scrutiny of those silver-white fiery eyes.
Fine cracks began to appear at the edges of the petals, and for the first time, those golden dragon eyes showed a hint of fear.
The silver-white giant raised its right hand.
The massive longsword was slowly drawn from its sheath.
At the moment of the sword leaving its sheath, the arena’s temperature seemed to drop by several degrees.
The engraved rune patterns on the sword gradually lit up one after another, as the seven large Holy Silver crystals simultaneously released a dazzling brilliance.
The sword’s edge pointed towards those flowers.
No fancy movements, no flashy special effects.
Just a seemingly slow descent.
The longsword fell, its edge slicing through the air.
All seventeen Dragon-Eye Flowers shattered at the same moment.
As if subjected to an indescribable enormous pressure, from petals to pistils to the dragon eye, the entire flower simultaneously disintegrated into countless tiny golden light points, dissipating in the air.
Audric’s pupils suddenly contracted.
For the first time, that face, always with a composed smile, showed gravity.
His form moved.
In that instant, Audric’s speed more than doubled.
He retreated violently, and in the process, dense golden scales began emerging on his body.
The scales spread from the back of his hand, rapidly covering the wrist, arm, shoulder, chest, back, waist, abdomen, legs—finally, even a thin layer of pale golden scales covered his face.
The complete scale armor of the Golden Dragon.
The moment the scale armor was completed, Audric had already retreated to fifty meters away.
Through the scales on his face, the pale golden vertical pupils stared fixedly at the silver-white giant.
The silver-white giant slowly raised its head, the two flames in the helmet’s eye slits quietly gazing at him.