God-Tier Fishing System Chapter 727 727

Even at his absolute peak, he wasn't Ethan's match.

In his current state, it was even more impossible to defeat him.

Furthermore, the opponent was armed with a powerful Divine Artifact, and the secret technique enhancing his strength still showed no signs of fading.

"Not good!"

Seeing this development, Glacien immediately realized what was happening. Ethan wanted to use this opportunity to strike at Lucien!

"Great Elder! Take a few people and go protect Lucien!"

"Understood!" Wilford nodded.

"Chief Commander, Fourth Elder, Fifth Elder, Sixth Elder, the four of you come with me!" Wilford called out their names.

The five broke away from the Formation and charged toward Ethan.

"Everyone, I leave these to you," Ethan transmitted his voice to Zeon, Boren, and the others out of the corner of his eye.

"Uncle Black, Uncle White, intercept them!" Zeon ordered.

"Understood," the two nodded and shot forward.

Boren and his group also charged toward Wilford.

Seeing this, Wilford's expression turned ugly.

"Hmph! A motley crew actually thinks they are worthy of stopping us?!"

"Everyone from the Moonfall Clan, hear my command! Fight!"

"Leave no one alive!" Wilford roared furiously.

Receiving the order, the surrounding Moonfall Clan experts roused the power within their bodies and joined the fray.

The situation instantly descended into absolute chaos.

"Ethan!"

Watching Ethan charging right at him, Lucien let out a furious roar. His eyes nearly split with rage, his expression savage. He had already descended into near madness!

"Do you really think you've got me beat?!"

"It won't be that easy for a piece of trash like you to kill me!"

Lucien stood up, his long hair danced wildly, his eyes bloodshot.

The Ancestral Pattern on his forehead surfaced once more. He fully opened his bloodline power, driving his internal divine power to the absolute limit.

Although he had lost an arm and suffered severe internal injuries, his dignity could not be desecrated.

For this Ethan to recklessly charge at him... he was treating him like a soft persimmon to be squashed!

From his birth until today, he, Lucien, had fought countless battles and won them all. Never suffering a single defeat.

How could he allow an unknown nobody like Ethan to humiliate him today?!

Tonight, even if it cost him his life, he absolutely would not let Ethan off easy!

Although Boren's group had greater numbers, their strength was far inferior to Wilford and the other Moonfall Clan elders.

The Moonfall Clan members who had just joined the battlefield quickly intercepted Boren.

Looking at the five figures speeding toward Ethan in the night sky, Boren's expression shifted slightly. He transmitted a message. "Young Master Ethan, the Moonfall Clan has produced too many experts over these past years. This is as much as we can do."

"Mhm. Thank you."

Ethan nodded, saying no more. His gaze locked firmly onto the distant Lucien.

That guy had madly popped quite a few pills, temporarily stabilizing the injury on his arm. Looking at Lucien's current state, he clearly intended to fight to the death.

However, even at his peak, he wasn't Ethan's match.

Now that he had suffered such severe injuries, his combat strength had been slashed by at least thirty percent. How could he possibly contend?

"Ethan, your opponents are here!"

With a furious roar, Wilford, alongside Jason and Helena, charged toward Ethan.

The three pushed their speed to the absolute limit, leaving a string of sonic booms echoing through the night sky. Three straight beams of light tore through the darkness, rapidly closing in on Ethan.

Meanwhile, the Moonfall Clan's Fifth and Sixth Elders changed direction, heading toward Lucien to protect their Holy Son.

"Young friend, leave these three to us!" The voices of John and James rang in Ethan's ears.

"Many thanks to the two elders. However, I hope you two can go deal with the two old geezers near Lucien. Leave these three to me," Ethan replied.

"You want to fight one against three?!" Uncle Black and Uncle White looked doubtful.

"Mhm. I have my ways," Ethan answered simply.

"..."

Uncle Black and Uncle White merely exchanged a glance and said nothing more.

The order His Highness gave them was to assist Ethan and follow his commands. They only needed to do as they were told.

Besides, they had witnessed Ethan's strength earlier.

Although his realm wasn't high, his combat prowess was exceedingly terrifying.

Even if the two of them joined forces, they couldn't confidently claim they would definitely beat him.

"Wilford and those two are all Perfect Supremes. Their combat strength is tyrannical, not the slightest bit weaker than Lucien. You must be careful, young friend," John reminded him.

"Mhm," Ethan nodded.

Uncle Black and Uncle White exchanged nods, then morphed into swift streaks of black and white light, hurtling towards Lucien's position.

"Great Elder, the individuals from the Great Verdant have mobilized once more!"

"They are making a beeline for Lucien!" Helena's delicate eyebrows creased slightly, her expression darkening as she prepared to hasten to the aid of Fifth Elder and Sixth Elder.

"There's no need for you to go! Fifth Elder and Sixth Elder are more than capable of handling those two old codgers!"

"The three of us shall surround and eliminate this Ethan! He possesses a peculiar secret technique and has the might of a Divine Artifact amplifying his power. We must conclude this swiftly! We'll catch this brat off guard and strike him down, right here, right now, to eradicate any potential future threats!"

"Understood!" Jason declared with a nod.

Helena cast a fleeting glance in Lucien's direction, her fists tightening, before joining Jason and Wilford to intercept Ethan's advance.

"This fellow expended a tremendous amount of Qi battling Lucien earlier, and his right hand sustained an injury from the Ancestor. Although the wound has formed a scab, he won't be able to utilize it effectively for some time."

"Launch direct, decisive killing blows! Do not afford him any opportunity to recuperate!" Jason commanded.

"Understood!" Wilford affirmed.

The trio instantly unleashed their full might. Freezing divine power surged outwards, casting a pervasive layer of frost that slowly seeped across the night sky.

Ethan's hair thrashed violently in the gale. A delicate film of frost began to crystallize on his eyelashes, only to vanish an instant later.

"Ethan, your adversaries are us!"

Wilford bellowed, a resplendent blue longsword materializing within his grasp.

It was a formidable broadsword, significantly larger than a standard longsword.

Its surface was intricately inscribed with azure patterns, and the edge of the blade shimmered with a lethal, cold radiance—undeniably a holy-grade Spiritual Weapon.

Jason and Helena, likewise, summoned their most potent armaments.