Odyssey of the Blind God Chapter 762 Fated Fight (9/10)

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Previously on Odyssey of the Blind God...
Nial narrowly escapes the Advocate's devouring flames by absorbing them with his Cursed Divine Ability. He then uses the Eternal Darkness Spear to destroy the remaining flames, realizing the Advocate is nearing her limit. Despite her weakened state and Nial's own disadvantages, he prepares for the final confrontation, feeling a mix of Nial's emotions and his own determination.

Orbs of Divine Light converged around the Advocate. Just as the Divine Light was about to engulf her, she lowered her head, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Her hands fell limply, and her body swayed precariously. Disbelief and shock were etched all over her face. Witnessing this, Nial disregarded his own agony and surged forward. Though severely wounded and likely in as much pain as the Advocate, it mattered little. He possessed another strategy, and he felt the moment to employ it was near. The Advocate's brow furrowed as she observed Nial charging directly at her. Instead of retreating to recuperate for even a moment, she took a step forward. Her sword clashed against Nial's spear, the force of their collision unleashing waves of immense energy. The ground fractured and shuddered, and the remnants of the Divine Realm crumbled. Even the very fabric of the Divine Realm seemed on the brink of collapse. The Advocate unfurled her wings, unleashing a ferocious gale that tore through the air, shattering the golden scales adorning Nial's body. She then tilted her head, extending her twenty pairs of wings. They unfurled with intricate flexibility, lashing out at Nial like whips. Already struggling to parry the Advocate's sword directly, Nial found himself unable to evade the barrage of wings descending upon him, having momentarily forgotten about them. The only recourse for Nial was to expend his vital essence, rapidly regenerating Goldy's golden scales. With a powerful flap of her wings, she sent Nial hurtling across the divine realm after his golden scales were pulverized for a second time. After drawing a deep breath, the Advocate materialized behind Nial. He rolled across the ground, rising instantly. Clutching the Eternal Darkness Spear, he lowered his center of gravity and suddenly propelled himself vertically. Bending his knees, he launched himself into the air, executing a somersault. Using his Darkness as a springboard, he dove down with astonishing speed, unleashing Grasp of Eclipse just as he was about to collide head-on with the Advocate. He reappeared behind her, targeting her legs and wings. The Eternal Darkness Spear sliced through her legs before he redirected it towards her wings. Yet, instead of cries of unbearable agony, the Advocate remained silent. It was at that moment he recalled a critical detail. 'Her protective barrier… damn it!!' Nial had completely forgotten that the Advocate of the Pryard was shielded by a protective barrier. He had assumed it would only safeguard her core and that severing her wings, formed through the Pryard's shapeshifting power, would be simple. Nevertheless, his assault had depleted some of the residual energy within the protection barrier. It was acceptable; there was no need for alarm. He had yet to face a counterattack. The Advocate instantly twisted her body to prevent Nial from further damaging her protective barrier. However, the moment she turned, Nial had already launched several more strikes. She brought her sword down in a furious sweep, but Nial blocked it. Moments later, Nial utilized Grasp of Eclipse to vanish from his position, evading the onslaught of wings descending upon him. He reappeared behind her only to employ Grasp of Eclipse once more, disappearing again. In the instant he vanished, the wings sliced through the air where he had been. "I'm here, bitch!" Nial suddenly declared from her left, plunging the Eternal Darkness Spear into her side. Although the attack was deflected by the protective barrier, it still drove the Advocate back, inflicting a solid blow that consumed a significant portion of her remaining stored divine energy. She hastily spread her wings to launch another assault, but even this proved unsuccessful. She clasped her hands together as if preparing for prayer, then straightened her wings. Circulating the last vestiges of her divine energy throughout her body, blood began to spurt from every pore. The surrounding temperature escalated dramatically, but the Advocate remained undaunted, even as the heat seemed to char parts of her body. In the following moment, the tips of her wings curled inward, initiating a transformation. The feathers adorning her twenty pairs of wings morphed into tentacles, each tipped with a hand! "Let's end this, for good this time!" the Advocate of the Pryard bellowed. Accompanying her cry, runic constellations across the entire divine realm ignited simultaneously. Nial's eyes widened in realization. How could he have overlooked that the Divine Realm was the Advocate's domain and her own creation?! Twenty pairs of wings, each adorned with countless tentacle-like arms, moved repeatedly like the hands of a divine Buddha. He could see nothing, hear nothing, and smell nothing. Yet, he felt the oppressive presence of a colossal hand attempting to seize his body. In that instant, innumerable hands reached out for him.

From every conceivable angle, palms launched toward him simultaneously. Nail, now in direct contact with Damian, attempted to evade each strike. Yet, these palms employed an array of distinctive techniques, escalating the challenge of his evasion.

Unbeknownst to him, his body was forcefully propelled forward. More than ten palms struck his back with devastating power.

He clenched his jaw, the cacophony of ceaseless detonations resounding across the battlefield reaching his ears.

Even the palms that failed to make contact obliterated their surroundings, gradually dismantling the divine realm.

An innumerable host of palms focused their assault on Nial.

With her final reserves of strength, the Advocate was undeniably making a desperate move, intent on claiming his life.

However, rather than succumbing to despair that threatened to engulf him from his core, Nial's lips curled into a smile.

‘At last, you have exhausted your remaining divine essence!’

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