Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies Chapter 1390: The Sword in the Tree
Previously on Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies...
Chidorian stared at Lancelot, who had recovered quite a bit, but there was no expression on his face at all.
As a top superhuman of Nasha, he had been practicing what was called "martial arts" since childhood, and he had seen all kinds of strange and bizarre schools.
It could even be said that compared to superhumans from the outside world, his research in this area was decades ahead.
Whether it was forbidden techniques to briefly increase strength or abilities to regenerate severed limbs, he wouldn't find any of it strange.
In his eyes, it was all just flashy nonsense.
None of it could compare to the war blade in his hand.
His massive body took firm steps, unhurriedly advancing toward Lancelot one step at a time.
From beginning to end, he never showed any hatred or hostility toward Lancelot. His eyes only spelled out one word: "Die."
Like a cold reaper, his mission here was simply to kill a person.
Lancelot wiped the corner of his mouth. Although he had recovered some stamina through the [Knight's Song of Hell], the wounds Chidorian had inflicted on him were real and impossible to fully heal.This powerful Tri-Eyed being made him feel an overwhelming sense of pressure.
He had to admit that he was no match for the man before him.
"But, I've stalled long enough."
Lancelot said softly.
Chidorian raised his sword and charged at Lancelot.
But Lancelot's gaze turned to the distance, as if waiting for something to arrive.
"Whoosh—"
The war blade stirred up a fierce gale. Before the sword even reached him, the terrifying sword wind had already cut into Lancelot's combat suit like tens of thousands of blades.
Lancelot raised his sword once more, laughing loudly as he clashed with Chidorian in a fierce battle.
With each collision, another notch appeared on the damaged sword.
Though it was a sword formed from psychic energy, it couldn't withstand such dense attacks.
"Crack!"
After countless crazy exchanges, the sword in his hand finally couldn't take the pressure anymore and snapped in half right down the middle.
Lancelot's body used the force to quickly fly backward.
He struggled to steady himself in the rubble.
Chidorian watched him coldly.
"As a swordsman, once your sword is gone, you're already a dead man. Do you still want to struggle?"
Lancelot lowered his head, his body trembling. Slowly, laughter came from his throat.
"Haha, hahahaha!"
He lifted his head, laughing even more freely.
"You're really good!"
"But maybe you don't know—I have more than one sword!"
In the distance, two streams of light rapidly approached.
They were other members of the Knights of the Round Table.
Chidorian had long sensed their presence, but he didn't care at all.
If even an Epsilon-level Lancelot was no match for him, then Delta-level underlings couldn't even block a single strike from his sword.
What difference would it make for them to come here?
But still, he wouldn't give the enemy a chance. He raised his sword, ready to kill Lancelot.
And along with those clueless insects, he would annihilate them all!
Just then, the two figures had already reached Lancelot's vicinity.
They were none other than the [Green Knight] Bors and the [Pure Knight] Agravain.
Though it was a sword formed from psychic energy, it couldn't withstand such concentrated attacks.
Bors shouted, and the next moment, his body began to twist and transform in midair.
He was a plant-type superhuman with an ability called [World Tree], meaning he could transform into a massive tree and summon trees to fight.
So his body twisted as his limbs and torso rapidly turned green, turning into a large tree, with vines coiling around it as it gradually reshaped.
But slowly, its shape grew stranger and stranger, until it finally transformed into a massive sword!
Yes, a green sword, woven from countless twisting vines.
[Sword in the Tree].
Lancelot caught the sword with one hand.
On the sword's body, vines were still wildly whipping around like arms, while the vines at the tip directly wrapped around Lancelot's arm.
The tips of the vines pierced into his arm like needles, tightly connecting the two of them.
On the other side, the [Pure Knight] Agravain also landed lightly on Lancelot's body.
Her body rapidly turned insubstantial, finally transforming into a viscous, water-like substance, like a slug, that slipped through the gaps in Lancelot's combat suit and entered.
The [Pure Knight] Agravain was a healing-type ability user, with the ability codename [Pure Water].
The purest water could heal all injuries and devour the negative substances inside the target's body.
She was a pure support-type ability user, just like Zhou Ke'er.
With two support-type ability users backing him up, a trinity formed, and Lancelot's combat power was instantly greatly enhanced!
This was exactly why he dared to clash head-on with Chidorian, who was stronger than him.
Chidorian frowned slightly. He could feel that the aura on the other side had changed.
And the addition of those two support-type superhumans would put a little more pressure on him.
But still, it didn't matter!
"Do you think these useless things can help you beat me? Naive insect!"
Chidorian scoffed at this. His body moved, and the next moment, he appeared right in front of Lancelot.
His giant sword came crashing down from above!
Lancelot turned his wrist, and the Sword in the Tree met it head-on!
The Sword in the Tree suddenly expanded, growing dense branches, lush and leafy, as if a towering tree had appeared right there, blocking the path of the war blade!
Chidorian swung his sword down, and though it cut deep into the wood, it couldn't manage to chop it through!
The Sword in the Tree, formed by the Green Knight Bors, possessed the toughest wood fibers.
And it was naturally the best defense against sharp weapons.
The most terrifying part was that as a plant-type superhuman, his self-repair ability far surpassed even reinforcement-type superhumans!
"Whoosh!"
Countless green vines shot out from the Sword in the Tree, directly wrapping around the war blade and reaching toward Chidorian's body.
For the first time, a look of surprise appeared on Chidorian's face.
He suddenly exerted force, pulling his war blade out of the tree, then swiftly retreated hundreds of meters.
Lancelot raised the Sword in the Tree in his hand, and the sword had returned to the shape of a greatsword.
A battle-hungry, wild grin spread across Lancelot's face. This time, it was his turn to attack!
"Come on!"
He slammed the Sword in the Tree hard into the ground, and the next moment, the earth let out a booming sound as the ground before him shattered inch by inch.
From underground, massive, sharp vines burst forth one after another, charging straight at Chidorian.
Chidorian frowned, his massive body nimbly dodging the vines' attacks.
But the entire battlefield was quickly being overtaken by ever-growing green trees.
Lancelot stepped onto a vine, which sent him hurtling straight up into the sky.
He descended from above, wielding the green greatsword, and struck down at Chidorian!
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