Chapter 253 - 201 Breakthrough_1

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Chapter 252 of "Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God" commences with: Chapter 253: Chapter 201 Breakthrough_1In the entire dark cavern, the only sounds echoing were Felix’s... Don’t miss the next part!

Chapter 253: Chapter 201 Breakthrough_1In the entire dark cavern, the only sounds echoing were Felix’s pained howls and his frenzy of curses. Thornspike didn’t give Prince Elton a chance to catch his breath. As soon as its main stalk stood erect, it immediately charged forward with large strides. Its arms, still not returned to their normal state, were thick and long as they embraced the prince. Just as Prince Elton steadied himself, Thornspike had already rushed up close, causing Elton to roar angrily, "You really think I’m easy to bully, get away from me." The enormous battle axe, gleaming with magical brilliance, struck heavily upon Thornspike. The blade of the axe embedded deep, charring the spot where it struck. This magic battle axe unleashed a powerful internal explosion of flame upon impact—a targeted attack against beings like Thornspike, an awakened plant. The damage Thornspike suffered was far greater than what it seemed on the surface. In terms of life force, that single axe strike had chopped away more than eighty hit points, half of its total life force. It was only the tough-skinned, massive Thornspike that could withstand such a blow. If it had been any other member of the group, that strike alone might not have been lethal, but it would have taken a heavy toll on their life. Unfazed, Thornspike brought its arms together, trapping Prince Elton. Its four legs firmly rooted in the ground, countless tiny roots spread from its legs and took hold in the earth. The charred wound crackled as numerous green shoots spread from it, attempting to heal the damage. Rooted Regeneration. A Transcendent ability granted by Thornspike’s Transcendent Physique. As long as it rooted itself in the earth, it could draw nutrients and the magic power of the ground to repair its own injuries. "Get off me!" Prince Elton’s muscles bulged once more. Even though his stature was not on the same scale as Thornspike’s, the strength he erupted with was by no means inferior. Strength burst forth. Prince Elton, too, had his own Transcendent strength abilities. Although only of an extra-large stature, in terms of combat, he was considered a giant regarding his strength and attack power. In a contest of strength against Thornspike, he was hardly inferior, as he forcefully twisted its arms, inch by inch prying them apart. However, even more magical roots sprang from the ground, entangling around Prince Elton’s deformed legs, creeping up on him. Root Entanglement. Another of Thornspike’s special abilities. The moment Prince Elton became entangled, Thornspike voluntarily released its embrace. Clenching its fists with thorns protruding, it launched a barrage of attacks against him like a tempest. Thornspike and the Twilight Guardian were of the same martial lineage. It, too, knew how to fight with its fists. It followed the same approach of powerful, unrestrained attacks, all offense with no defense. But because of the abilities like Rooted Regeneration and Root Entanglement, a subtle difference emerged between them. The Twilight Guardian somewhat embodied a freestyle fighter, needing to integrate its wings and tail spikes fluidly into combat. Thornspike didn’t need such finesse; it was all about stationary output. You hit me with one punch; I’ll pound you with another. Under these circumstances, Prince Elton’s supremely powerful battle axe was virtually useless. The combatants were too close to each other; he couldn’t swing the enormous axe at all. All he could do was to clench his fists and exchange blows with his opponent. The problem was, the opponent was a large tree, a rooted tree, whereas he was made of flesh and blood. When he landed a punch on it, at most the tree would shake a bit, unfazed, while his own fist would become numb from the impact, the flesh blurred and bruised after just a few blows. When it landed a punch, Prince Elton felt as if his bones shattered and sinews split apart. Moreover, the spikes on its fists often stayed lodged in his body. And by the time the next punch was swung, it was already teeming with regenerated sharp spikes. After just a few hits, Prince Elton had turned into a porcupine, his body riddled with wooden spikes. He caught a glimpse of the two idiots on his side still clanging away in battle, utterly oblivious. In a surge of anger and desperation, Prince Elton roared, "Asar, if you keep being so stupid, we’re both going to die here, fool, come and save me quick!" The Foul Giant, who had been furiously pounding the physically-blinded Cyclops, shuddered at once. Out of fear for Prince Elton, he involuntarily stopped in his tracks, looking around. The scene that unfolded before him was startling. The Necromancer Shaman Felisk was impaled on a tree, left with nothing but the ability to struggle in vain. In such a state, not even a Legendary strongman could focus his magic for casting. Prince Elton was bound in place by an abundance of thick roots, brawling with a Treant. His already grotesque face became even more misshapen. His enormous central eye, clearly the focus of his opponent’s attacks, was covered with a myriad of wooden spikes. Though it didn’t burst open like the Cyclops he faced, it was so swollen that it barely left a slit open— the scene was as pitiable as it was dire, with fury blazing out of it, enough to set him aflame. Two Foul Giant warriors, one with only half a head remaining, the other with no head at all, were utterly stuck in pits, struggling in vain. Especially the headless one, flailing like a beached fish in a final frenzy—an inevitable asphyxiation would soon claim his life. Searᴄh the NôvelFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. The two Cyclops were overwhelmed by the Twilight Guardian’s storm of attacks, constantly on the defense, unable to counterattack, let alone provide support. As for the Dark Servants, they were too busy running for their lives under the alternating breath attacks of the two Giant Dragons. Even if they managed to make it over, it would be futile. The conflict here involved combatants of tremendous size. Any contact with them could prove fatal. The only one left to provide support to Prince Elton seems to be me alone. Asar had the urge to turn and flee, even he, not the brightest, could see that the situation on the field was very unfavorable for them. They might very well be annihilated here, regardless of the fate of Prince Elton and his men, running away seemed like a path to survival. But remembering Prince Elton’s savagery, and considering his special status, even if I managed to make it back to the Black Mirror Kingdom, the fate awaiting me seemed more miserable than death itself. As for exile, that wasn’t a wise choice either. A Foul Giant, alone and weak, would easily become the target of enslavement and torture by other underground forces, both good and evil beings liked to do this, all because of the Foul Giants’ terrible reputation. Just as the Foul Giant made up his mind, not even having taken a step, he felt something explode in his brain, causing him so much pain that he howled and his vision blurred. When he came to his senses again, a blinding light burst in front of his eyes. He screamed again as his eyes, adapted to the dark environment, could not withstand such intense light. But before he closed his eyes, he vaguely saw that at the center of the light was a figure, a figure encased in a sealed combat armor, scaring him into waving his crude Giant Wooden Club frantically, trying to protect his face. The Foul Giant felt he hit something, but the stabbing pain in his eyes distracted him from everything else. Something had deeply pierced his eye, and half of it remained outside. When the Foul Giant fumbled and instinctively pulled it out, he screamed again as the barbs on the Keen Edge Longspear brought his eyeball out with it. Gaven, struck by the Foul Giant, rolled seven or eight times on the ground before coming to a stop and struggled to his feet, unable to contain spitting out blood. Some sprayed through the ventilation of his helmet, some remained within, and his mouth and nose were filled with the thick scent of blood. Challenging beyond one’s level certainly wasn’t suited for mere mortals. Even with the reduction from his combat armor, a casual hit from the Foul Giant still inflicted a serious internal injury on him, halving his life force, and he gulped down a potion for treating serious injuries at the first opportunity. Now Gaven finally understood why the Fairies would rather let the combat armor collect dust than use it themselves; it had such formidable defensive capabilities. Wearing this armor, being unable to use Fairy Step, indeed proved deadly. If he had been able to use Fairy Step just now, he would’ve teleported right into the Giant’s face, not just blinding his main eye, but it would have been a violent output that would have likely blinded both of his eyes. The combat armor has an incomparable advantage against those cannon fodder. Against Foul Giants, however, Fairy Step is much more useful, as most attacks could not even touch them. Gaven wasn’t fighting alone, while Asar was still immersed in pain and half-blindness, two Giant Dragons had already flown over his head. Each left him with a trail of Dragon Breath. One moment, he was caught in the scorching flames of the Flame Dragon’s Breath. The next second, the Strong Acid Dragon’s Breath gave him a bath. The combination of two completely different Dragon Breaths, when paired together, exhibited a lethality beyond imagination. The first Flame Dragon’s Breath scorched the Foul Giant’s skin almost completely, and the subsequent Strong Acid Dragon’s Breath began to corrode the flesh beneath, burning holes in the flesh and emitting white smoke while filling the air with an unpleasant odor. Asar had no concern left for attacking and, howling, jumped into the Underground River. He clearly intended to use the river’s flow to neutralize the strong acid corrosion on his body. But the river was far deeper and more turbulent than it seemed, and with the Foul Giant’s inherent poor balance, Asar was swept away by the river, rushing towards the bottomless pit. Frightened, the Foul Giant flailed and howled madly, but still had no way to escape being sucked into the whirlpool’s grasp. Seeing Alsa pose no threat to the battlefield anymore, Gaven didn’t bother with him any further and hurried over to pick up the Keen Edge Longspear. Luckily, this lunkhead had pulled the spear out and casually discarded it; otherwise, retrieving this treasure of his would have been a hassle. This Longspear had played a role in some special battles comparable to a Divine Artifact. Without this Longspear, he wouldn’t have been able to defeat the Carrier Bug, unlock the golden Milestone of Destiny, and many things afterward would have been changed. At this moment, the situation in the battle had become completely clear. With Gaven, the disrupter, the original deadlock was completely broken. The first to die was the Foul Giant whom Zack was struggling to trap with his Stone Shaping Spell. Comparatively, he was the one who was having the hardest time. One reason was that his Professional Level was indeed lower, the second was that pit traps weren’t his magic skills, and manipulating them was not so smooth after all. The crazed struggling of the Foul Giant consumed a lot of Zack’s mental strength; he persisted purely on will. Gaven rushed over and directed a flurry of stabs at his eyes. Even in such a situation, the Foul Giant refused to tie his hands; he struggled furiously while shaking his head back and forth. Under the threat of death, this Foul Giant unleashed the strongest power of his life and ripped one of his arms free, roaring excitedly, slapping toward Gaven. "Get in there!" Gaven waited for just this moment. Two Tremor Bombs were accurately thrown into the Foul Giant’s mouth. While retreating wildly, he called out loudly to Zack, "Detonate!"

Chapter 253 - 201 Breakthrough_1

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