MMORPG : Rebirth Of The Strongest Vampire God Chapter 1040 Approaching Climax

Before Rudra's victory over Lucifer, the Divine Sword Azrael stood as his chief armament.

This blade gleamed in a deep, ebony hue and held the reputation of being utterly unbreakable.

At one point, it contained the seed of darkness inside it, and in terms of raw power, it matched every other divine weapon out there, establishing it as the pinnacle treasure in the controlled universe.

Max had witnessed plenty of blades get smashed and fractured in the past, yet the true perk of a divine weapon lay in its unmatched toughness, since no one across universal history had ever beheld such a tool breaking apart.

That changed, however, when Max clashed arms with Hercules, for Azrael shattered in his grasp akin to fragile glass under the Greek hero's spear onslaught.

Merely three strikes... that's all Hercules needed to demolish Max's blade, as Max blocked the initial downward chop, swatted away the following spear jab, but when Hercules delivered a crushing blow with the weapon's flat side, Max's sword shattered upon impact, fragmenting into numerous small shards.

*Crash*

Max gazed down at the shattered handle clutched in his fists, questioning whether this so-called divine weapon was counterfeit given how readily it had crumbled.

*SHUA*

*SHUA*

Stranded without armament, Max was compelled to evade the flawless fighter's subsequent stabs, relying purely on his swiftness for defense now that parrying with a blade was impossible.

"Great…. Just great," Max whispered under his breath, his standing in the duel deteriorating further, rendering the prospect of enduring the remaining one hour and fifty minutes more daunting than before.

[ Blood Shield ]

[ Blood Chains ]

[ Blood Mist Explosion ]

To battle the flawless fighter, Max drew upon his bloodline powers, but the techniques he summoned via his heritage amounted to mere trivial annoyances for his foe, who dismissed them without a second thought.

To the flawless fighter, the restraint of blood chains resembled a mere mortal bound by thin strings, snapping apart effortlessly when he strained against them.

Max's summoned barriers fared no better, pierced by the spear as though they were mere vapor, rendering them irrelevant in the overall fight.

Though the blood mist blast inflicted minor harm on the flawless fighter, it failed to warrant his focus, as his endless healing mended any trivial wounds, nullifying the effort completely.

Conversely, Max struggled immensely to evade the flawless fighter's barrage, whose spear expertise was masterful, frequently grazing and cutting him in the process.

A single error could send Max's head soaring, as the confrontation with the flawless fighter neared its peak intensity.

With each ticking moment, Max edged nearer to his grand objective, transforming this skirmish into a mere contest against the clock, his only aim to outlast until the finish.

During the ensuing 105 minutes.

Max depleted his entire arsenal of tactics.

Harnessing the seed of creation's might, he altered the whole battlefield encircling him into a vast blood reservoir.

Activating [ unstoppable assault ], he offset his dwindling stamina and persisted in darting about at top speed.

He launched minor and major strikes to retaliate as needed.

Pierced and ripped asunder, his form would mend itself anew and press on, enduring a harrowing 105 minutes that dragged like forever, allowing Max to persist against the flawless fighter while gradually replenishing his divine energy stores.

As the 106th minute arrived, the flawless fighter grasped the dire straits he was in, prompting him to grow bolder and more frantic—for the first instance in this clash, compelled to adopt a suboptimal offensive tactic that left him vulnerable to ripostes.

*SHUA*

*SHUA*

Closing the distance to Max, he sought to counter the minor velocity edge Max possessed, despite exposing himself to reprisals, and to his misfortune, precisely that transpired as Max evaded the spear lunge and seized his throat.

[ Seed Of Destruction ]

Employing the seed of destruction's force, Max reverted all energies coursing via the flawless fighter's frame to their primal, unshaped essence, dismantling their structured forms.

Similar to their fierce brawl in the controlled universe, Max frantically sought to erode his HP, yet his erosion pace almost matched the flawless fighter's recovery speed, yielding just a meager -25,000 damage per second.

*Slam*

*Slam*

With the spear's rear end, the flawless fighter pounded into Max's spine, unable to drive the tip into his throat but capable of inflicting heavy impacts from the haft while slamming fists into Max's visage with his spare arm.

*BAM*

*SPLAT*

*BAM*

From zero distance, the flawless fighter unleashed full-force blows to Max's features, sending saliva flying every which way, yet amid the agony, Max clung on stubbornly.

'Just a little more…. I can do this' Max urged inwardly, sensing triumph within grasp now.

Under 400 seconds remained before the flawless fighter's innate safeguard lapsed, providing Max the crucial opening he'd pursued from the bout's outset to ravage his vitality reserves.

So near the ultimate triumph, Max resolved to push forward, even as the flawless fighter pummeled him senseless, leaving him woozy and bewildered; by raw determination, Max refused to release his grip, thwarting any fresh spells from his rival.

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