"Why is my altar, built strictly according to the instruction manual, not working?" Wailong was frantic. The moment the altar failed, his heart felt like it was plummeting from the highest point on a roller coaster.
"One of the basic principles of runeology: runes must remain intact. Your rune line was blocked by a booger," a mischievous voice came from behind him, startling Wailong.
He subconsciously glanced at the altar and a look of realization dawned on his face, "So that's how it is... damn it, who are you?"
"I'm your father!"
A massive black sword energy, without any warning, slashed towards Wailong. Fine dragon scales immediately appeared on his body, barely blocking the sword energy.
The dragon scales on Wailong's arm were broken by the sword energy, peeling off completely, only to quickly grow back.
Wen Wen, while trimming his nails with the Blood River Sword, walked out from behind the tree.
"It's you? How dare you chase after me alone."
Wailong remembered Wen Wen, a loose-lipped fellow whose strength was passable but nowhere near his own.
"Father is looking for his son, what is there to fear?"
"Smart mouth!"
Wailong let out a cold snort, moving like a swimming dragon towards Wen Wen, his massive fist flying towards Wen Wen's face.
In their previous fight, Wen Wen had dodged such a punch in extreme embarrassment.
But this time, a glint of sharp light flashed in Wen Wen's eyes. The Blood River Sword stirred a wisp of bloody river, and a curved sword light appeared on Wailong's chest. The sword energy, carrying immense kinetic energy, sent Wailong flying back dozens of meters before he finally stopped.
Wailong knelt on the ground, a red line appearing on his chest, from which blood seeped. His hard dragon scales were cleanly cut.
"Last time I was empty-handed, but this time I have a weapon. Don't think I only have last time's strength. If this is all you've got, you're definitely no match for me."
Wen Wen, carrying his sword, beckoned provocatively to Pixu Anping, "Hey, brother, want to spar a bit?"
Pixu Anping let out a cold snort, emitting a greenish toxic mist. His fingers and lips had turned deep purple, and the color of the white scorpion on his head rapidly changed. Its sharp tail twitched flexibly like a venomous snake, staring in Wen Wen's direction.
"Brother Pixu, no need for you to act. I was just careless earlier."
The wound on Wailong's chest had already healed, and he charged at Wen Wen with renewed ferocity.
"You were empty-handed before, and so was I!"
"Key, come!"
A golden keyboard appeared in Wailong's right hand. Wailong, gripping the keyboard's power cord, smashed the keyboard at Wen Wen.
Wen Wen gripped his sword with both hands and flicked it upwards from the ground, the sword light of the Heart Intent Divine Sword shrouding its edge.
The golden keyboard collided with the Blood River Sword, emitting a harsh screech. Numbers and letters flew out from the golden keyboard, like bombs indiscriminately bombarding the surroundings.
Wen Wen below felt immense pressure. Wailong's strength with the golden keyboard was indeed formidable.
If the Blood River Sword hadn't been strengthened by divine blood before, it would have been suppressed by this golden keyboard this time.
Wen Wen turned the sword hilt, and the Blood River Sword seemed to have broken its seal, its aura climbing steadily. Wailong, who had the upper hand, was shaken by this aura and retreated a short distance.
The aura of the Blood River Sword, after being strengthened by divine blood, was actually higher than his inherent strength.
In terms of raw power, Wen Wen could only fight Wailong at a sixty-four disadvantage, with him being the four and Wailong the six.
But Wailong didn't know this, only thinking that Wen Wen's strength had advanced another level.
"Brother Pixu, let's attack together. Otherwise, I'm afraid we won't be able to deal with this guy, and he might be stalling for time. If it takes too long, that Disaster-level expert might catch up."
Pixu Anping nodded and entered a combat state, charging at Wen Wen alongside Wailong.
Wen Wen's expression turned vigilant. He was about to face immense pressure. Before he could no longer endure, he needed to exhaust the trump cards of these two as much as possible, ensuring that when he transformed later, they wouldn't escape with any life-saving skills.
Every part of Pixu Anping was imbued with potent poison. Although his strength and speed were considered the weakest among the True Orders, it was difficult to handle even a single touch from him.
The white scorpion on his head would shoot out poison darts from its tail. These poison darts would emit wisps of white smoke upon hitting the Blood River Sword, and Wen Wen dared not let these darts touch him.
As for Wailong's fighting style, it relied entirely on immense strength, speed, and destructive power. While it might not seem spectacular, its threat was far greater than Pixu Anping's.
Wen Wen, relying on his swordsmanship, resisted with difficulty. After a few rounds, he became excited.
With his current strength, there weren't many battles that could put him under pressure. Therefore, being besieged by two equally matched powerhouses put Wen Wen in a state of excitement, making him fight with increasing vigor.
To quickly defeat Wen Wen, the two of them used many strange moves separately, but Wen Wen always found a solution.
The number of abilities they possessed, combined, couldn't possibly be more than Wen Wen's. In such high-intensity combat, Wen Wen's understanding of his abilities deepened with each passing moment.
Their two Disaster characteristics were 'Hand of Imprisonment' and 'Covenant Justice'.
The Hand of Imprisonment was too slow to catch a True Order expert in combat, but Wen Wen could use the prisons created by the Hand of Imprisonment for repositioning and evasion.
He could control the arrangement within the prison, and the most effortless arrangement was to place solid metal blocks within the prison.
When an attack came, Wen Wen would hide behind the prison and release the metal blocks, which could block the attacks of the two.
When Wen Wen wanted to attack, he would remove the metal blocks, and the attack could be released through the bars.
This ability was equivalent to creating a space in the center of the battlefield that only Wen Wen could control. Initially, Wen Wen's operation was still somewhat sluggish, but later, with a mere thought, he could achieve the desired operation.
Furthermore, the ability 'Covenant Justice' was even more effective in combat than the Hand of Imprisonment. While reviewing their oaths, Wen Wen unexpectedly learned many secrets about the two, and this ability greatly disrupted their morale.
Wailong had sworn countless times to his girlfriend that he would love her for a lifetime, and he had also vowed to his numerous mothers-in-law that he would respect them.
Otherwise, he would suffer from sores on his head, lose all his teeth, become impotent and bald, and have his eggs smashed in his sacs…
His habit of making oaths carelessly provided Wen Wen with numerous means to attack him, which made Wen Wen revel in the intense pressure.
When Wailong headbutted Wen Wen, a large patch of his hair would suddenly disappear.
When Wailong cursed Wen Wen, he would often spit out one or two teeth.
When Wailong kicked Wen Wen, a large boil would suddenly appear on the sole of his foot, which would burst under the force of his own kick. Wen Wen couldn't imagine the exquisite sensation.
What Wailong found most unbearable was that while dodging Wen Wen's Blood River Sword, he performed a large split, followed by two muffled sounds of eggs shattering…