God-Tier Extraction Talent: Reincarnated in a Game-like World! Chapter 581: White Phantom’s Monstrous Strength

The entire chamber was locked in a state of absolute, paralyzed disbelief.

Liang, whose face was pressed against the cold, grooved stone floor, could barely tilt his head up. His teeth were clenched so hard they bled, his dazed eyes fixed on the back of the man in the wet, dark coat.

How?

That was the single, screaming question echoing in the minds of everyone left in the room.

Under the gravity field, they were nothing but hollowed out husks. Their mana pools were bone dry, their qi meridians were frozen, and even their basic physical muscles felt as though they had been filled with molten lead. To take a single breath was agony. Yet, the white masked figure stood perfectly, his dark coat fluttering lazily in the heavy, static charged wind of the chamber.

He had stopped the mini giant’s two handed execution strike with a single, blade.

SKRRRRRRR—

The sound of the giant’s massive axe grinding against Gabriel’s sleek, dark blade was a high pitched, screeching torment. Sparks flew from the point of contact, showering Cassie and Bunny’s terrified faces in bright, burning gold.

The mini giant’s crimson eyes flared behind its heavy visor. For the first time since it had appeared, a flicker of something resembling confusion and irritation appeared in its posture.

It was the final guardian of the spike, a creature born from the dead god’s lingering essence, and its very existence was meant to crush any threat to the seal.

Nothing was supposed to be able to lift a weapon in this place.

The giant let out a low, guttural rumble from its chest and exerted more downward pressure. The massive, double bitted axe trembled as it tried to force Gabriel’s blade down, intending to crush his skull through sheer brute force.

Gabriel’s eyes, calm and cold behind his mask, did not blink.

"Your physical strength is indeed impressive," Gabriel murmured, his flat voice carrying no hint of strain. "But against me... it is not enough."

With a sudden, violent twist of his wrist, Gabriel deflected the heavy axe blade to the side.

CLANG!

The force of the deflection was so immense that it forced the giant’s massive arm back, its boots scraping heavily against the stone as it was forced to take a step back to regain its balance.

"He... he pushed it back..." Ares gasped. His chest was heavy, his eyes wide with a mixture of envy and profound awe. "Without a single skill... without any mana... how is his raw Strength stat that high?"

"He isn’t using qi either," Liang muttered, his voice filled with shock. His pride as Tianlan’s top genius was turning into ash. He had spent decades training to reach his level, yet this masked person was treating the powerful guardian like a mere training dummy, using nothing but pure, unadulterated physical supremacy.

The giant guardian did not give them time to marvel. Enraged by the resistance, it gripped the massive battle axe with both hands.

FWOOOOOOSH!

The giant swung the axe in a savage, horizontal sweep. The sheer physical speed of the strike was terrifying. Because there was no air resistance to slow the blade under the suppression field, the axe cut through the air with a high pitched, whistling scream, generating a crescent shaped wave of compressed air that sliced clean through a nearby stone pillar.

The severed pillar collapsed with a thunderous crash, shattering into a million pieces.

Gabriel did not retreat. Retreating was for the weak.

With over 500 points in Agility and Strength, and his body perfectly synchronized with the gravity frequency through the [Hex Lock of the Ancestors], Gabriel exploded forward.

BOOM!

The stone beneath his boots did not just crack; it imploded, leaving a small crater as he shot forward like a dark bullet. He moved so fast that, to the suppressed and weakened eyes of the bystanders, he was nothing but a dark, blurred streak.

As his body shot forward, Gabriel’s hand flicked. In a single, fluid motion, a blinding golden crimson light bathed his palms, and the next second, he drew his signature weapons, the Dragon Fang dual blades.

The twin blades were taken from Bai Young, the lackey of the Northern Camp. Their edges glowed with a faint aura, and the moment Gabriel gripped them, the air around his hands seemed to ripple from their immense physical weight and mana sensitivity.

"Too fast..." Ares whispered, coughing up more blood as he watched from the wall. "My eyes... can’t even trace him."

Gabriel slid under the wide, horizontal arc of the giant’s axe. His dark coat scraped against the stone floor, his body passing barely inches beneath the whistling blade. As he slid past, his Dragon Fang dual blades flashed in a cross cut.

SLASH!

Using his monstrous raw Strength, Gabriel drove both blades deep into the back of the giant’s left knee, carving through the heavy iron plates as if they were nothing but soft copper. Thick, dark blood sprayed from the wound, and the giant let out a painful roar as its massive leg buckled slightly.

Gabriel did not stop. The moment his slide ended, he stomped the ground, his body twisting in midair as he launched himself upward.

Even without active magic, the raw physical force of his leap propelled him five meters into the air, bringing him level with the giant’s armored chest. He crossed his Dragon Fang dual blades and brought them down in a crushing dual slash directly onto the giant’s shoulder guard.

BANG!

The impact was so violent that a visible shockwave of dust and air blasted outward, forcing Cassie and Bunny to shield their eyes. The giant’s shoulder plates cracked under the sheer physical weight of the blow, and its massive left foot sank deeply into the cracked stone.

The giant guardian, refusing to be humiliated, let go of the axe with its left hand and swung its massive fist toward Gabriel’s midsection while he was still in the air. The iron fist was as large as a boulder, carrying enough force to shatter a player’s ribcage instantly.

Gabriel’s eyes narrowed. In midair, with no ground to push off from, he calmly raised his left leg and stomped directly onto the giant’s incoming wrist.

Using the giant’s own momentum, he propelled himself backward, performing a clean backflip before landing gracefully on his feet five meters away. His boots clicked softly against the stone, completely unfazed by the impact.

Scraaaaape!

The giant spun around, dragging the axe, its crimson eyes burning with a manic, purple light.

Sensing that it was struggling, the giant guardian abandoned its previous strategy and prepared to unleash soemthing even more terrifying.