[CH399+ Continued] Dungeon Diver: Stealing A Monster's Power

Chapter 489

On the battlefield, the loud cracks and shockwaves of Qi and Soul energy between Monk and his old master echo throughout the sky.

Their rate of contact and intensity keeps rising, and they begin to land proper hits on each other too; it's not just blocking and equal force counter moves anymore.

Monk is the first to take a heavy blow to the side, sending him flying downward into a rock wall, shattering it to pieces as his Qi form destroys everything in its way. An entire rock structure crumbles beneath him as he jumps back up into the sky and continues the brawl.

Just seconds later, he lands an attack of his own, a kick to the chest that sends the old man in white robes flying down toward the ground in the opposite direction.

The same magnificent display unravels. An enormous 100-meter large cliffside is broken in two and crumbles away as the Qi-Master, covered in Soul Energy, is thrown through it. He gets to his feet and flies back up into the sky as well, and their relentless attacks continue.

Both of them are using the same technique I saw Monk use in the Arena many times before.

Every attack they throw is aiming to damage the other from the inside out. If the receiver of each blow does not have dense enough shielding up in the area they're being hit, the damage is immense.

Both fighters exchange blows again and again, sending each other flying onto more cliffsides and rock formations, turning the small mountain range into an enormous pile of gravel.

Each of them knows the severity of the attacks being thrown, and knows that neither of them can survive more than a dozen or so hits from the other. It is just a matter of who can land these hits first, keeping their cool, and releasing enough power to match and overwhelm their opponent in the end.

It is a war of technique and pure energy capacity. It will be impossible for either of them to cheat the other; the strongest will win.

Meanwhile, the avalanches of fallen rubble that crush the Ghouls nearest to the mountain range are not slowing down at all.

Dozens of enemies are killed by residue from this violent brawl in the sky, but not as many as the Elites led by my Body Double and their elemental squad leaders.

The recruits have found their stride, protecting the exit of the V-shaped battlefield with everything they have. Over a hundred Ghouls have been killed by the Elites alone, and nearly a hundred more have been burned, sliced, or crushed by the Squad captains.

Another four Wraiths' orange hearts are crushed and their bones are scattered among the fallen ghouls in the battlefield below as Lydia and Fisher soar through the sky.

About ten Wraiths remain, and every one of them gravitates to the center of the sky to make a circle around the two A-Rank fighters with orbs of darkness in their hands. Enormous forms of a blue water serpent and an icy white tiger clash with these attacks, making Soul Energy and mana residue rain down onto the hordes of monsters below.

Fisher imbues his blade with Qi and lunges to the left.

Lydia does the same, gripping her curved weapon saturated with Qi, and lunges to the right.

They each curve around in large semicircles high in the sky, leaving white streaks of energy behind them and slicing through 5 hearts each before meeting each other on the far side of the ring.

The entire circle of Wraiths is decimated in seconds and their remains fall down to be trampled under the Dark One's army being slaughtered below.

The two A-Ranked fighters dive down, following the remains and start slashing through the mindless ghouls to make paths for the Elites that approach.