"How . . . How is this possible!" Qinyue was dumbfounded . She was well aware of the power of the Thunder Blade, more so than most people, since her master had an unwanted connection with its wielder . It was a blade that was capable of cracking open a mountain, but it was stopped so easily by bare hands . She doubted if even an Einherjar would be able to achieve that .
Qinyue snuck a peek at her master, and just as she had expected, Lan Qinyue's eyes were filled with infatuation .
Lan Qinyue was not in awe of Mr . Wannabe's power, but his imposing manner and his dedication to something near his heart . The mystery itself was killing her .
"Who is he?"
Like a butterfly, Lan Qinyue's heart fluttered as she plunged into the fire of desire .
There was one last free move left, and Lee Moshan had finally woken up and realized that his opponent was much stronger than he had estimated . It was about time to unleash the killing blow, the full power of the Einherjar .
Light ran down the Thunder Blade's shiny spine, and a thousand thunders appeared in the dead space . As the dark abyss was being torn apart by the sizzling lightning, the thunder blade cast a blazing light to its surroundings, like a newborn star .
Lee Moshan had altered the primordial force in space into the lighting element . It was a display of strength to proclaim his ownership of the victory .
This battlefield belonged to him, and so did this world .
Every Einherjar had their specialty elements, and Lee Moshan's was lightning . In some aspects, a fight between two Einherjars was a competition for controlling the natural forces . Whoever could control more natural force and turn it into his or her own element was bound to be the winner .
During so many battles in Lee Moshan's life, he had never encountered an opponent who had freely given him the full control of the natural force . Did he not care?
"Father . " Li Shiming bowed to Li Zhedao, who walked into the room .
Li Zhedao didn't reply . Instead, he stood by the door and watched the live stream quietly . The father and son pair had prepared years for the perfect moment to claim what was rightfully theirs, but Wang Tong had stopped them cold in their track . Till this day, they still moaned over their losses .
Brilliant light shooting out of the energy stone painted the dark space where lightning webbed across, forming a magnificent painting that sprawled across the dark velvety background . Lee Moshan's sol reading soared as he tapped deeper into the primordial force .
Across him, Mr . Wannabe looked relaxed . Instead of focusing on his opponent, he gazed at a floating space city far away as if he were marveling at its scale . Did that structure remind him of his past? Had he lived in a space city before?
As Mr . Wannabe was absorbed in reflections, the sound and smell of the city came back to him . It was all so painfully familiar .
Before Mr . Wannabe could pull himself out of the memory, his opponent was already right in front of him .
Einherjar's Power, Thunder Blast!
Soaked with the primordial energy, the Thunder Blade glared brighter than the sun as it was hewed at Mr . Wannabe . This attack was so powerful that it could annihilate a fifty million ton warship .
Still, Mr . Wannabe paid no attention to the attack . He simply extended a finger at the blade and stopped the attack like brushing away a piece of fallen leaf .
Lee Moshan was shocked . He had never thought that anyone could have countered his ultimate Einherjar attack with only GN force and a finger .
Such power was unprecedented, and it didn't stop there as a new surge of energy kept on pulsing into the finger, one wave stronger than the last .
Mr . Wannabe reluctantly let go of his gaze on the space city and looked at his opponent . The attack had interrupted his train of thoughts, and awakened him from his intoxicating but painful dream .
The chill in Einherjar Wannabe's eyes made even the other Einherjar's hair stand on their ends . What he had done was outright impossible .
However powerful was the Thunder Blade, it could not push further than Mr . Wannabe's finger . The pulsing energy inside the finger was no any less powerful than all the natural forces combined .
"It's my turn now . " Mr . Wannabe said quietly, almost like a murmur . But, the soft words stretched his opponent's nerves, threatening to tear it apart like ripping a wing off an insect .
As Mr . Wannabe pulled his finger back, the built-up energy at the tip of the Thunder Blade gushed forth like a deluge . It was a suicidal move! Such a move would never happen in any other fight, since Mr . Wannabe had to face the danger of being attacked by the sudden release of condensed energy . Even if Lee Moshan wanted to halt the attack, he would have no means to do so . As Lee Moshan was still trying to wrap his mind around the development, Mr . Wannabe had punched at him with a fist . Tightly clenched inside the fist was the power of a small universe . It was not Lee Moshan who Mr . Wannabe was attacking, it was his own destiny .
"KOMM!"
Mr . Wannabe's fist jabbed into the light that surrounded his opponent like a needle into a jar of butter . Nothing could withstand his attack .
There were rumblings, explosions, and then silence . An Einherjar had fallen as a new god had risen .
Mr . Wannabe heaved a sigh as he could feel his power diminishing over time . He knew that his time was about to come .
He felt grateful for having met Wang Tong, for he had given him something he had never had: a family .
It was all worth it!
While thinking, Einherjar Wannabe's body faded into the dark background .
Looking at the thunder blade that had been shattered into pieces, Lee Moshan felt defeated inside out . His beloved blade was gone, along with his pride .
The blow had gravely injured Lee Moshan despite his Einherjar METAL suit . But without it, Lee Moshan would have already been dead .
Perhaps Einherjar Wannabe had purposely allowed him to live, to wear the scar everyday like a dressed up clown in a parade .
Einherjar Wannabe!
Einherjar Wannabe!
Einherjar Wannabe!
The one and ONLY Einherjar Wannabe!
No, he was not a Wannabe . He WAS the Einherjar!
The Ivantians had failed once again, but admittedly, it was the constant failure and rise again that had forged the unbending will of the Ivantian warriors .
Chapter 439 Rise Of A New GodTranslator Oneshotwonder Editor Hitesh How . . . How is this possible Qinyue was dumbfounded . She was well aware of the power of the Thunder Blade, more so than most people, since her master had an unwanted connection with its wielder . It was a blade that was capable of cracking open a mountain, but it was stopped so easily by bare hands . She doubted if even an Einherjar would be able to achieve that . Qinyue snuck a peek at her master, and just as she had expected, Lan Qinyue s eyes were filled with infatuation . Lan Qinyue was not in awe of Mr . Wannabe s power, but his imposing manner and his dedication to something near his heart . The mystery itself was killing her . Who is he Like a butterfly, Lan Qinyue s heart fluttered as she plunged into the fire of desire . There was one last free move left, and Lee Moshan had finally woken up and realized that his opponent was much stronger than he had estimated . It was about time to unleash the killing blow, the full power of the Einherjar . Light ran down the Thunder Blade s shiny spine, and a thousand thunders appeared in the dead space . As the dark abyss was being torn apart by the sizzling lightning, the thunder blade cast a blazing light to its surroundings, like a newborn star . Lee Moshan had altered the primordial force in space into the lighting element . It was a display of strength to proclaim his ownership of the victory . This battlefield belonged to him, and so did this world . Every Einherjar had their specialty elements, and Lee Moshan s was lightning . In some aspects, a fight between two Einherjars was a competition for controlling the natural forces . Whoever could control more natural force and turn it into his or her own element was bound to be the winner . During so many battles in Lee Moshan s life, he had never encountered an opponent who had freely given him the full control of the natural force . Did he not care Father . Li Shiming bowed to Li Zhedao, who walked into the room . Li Zhedao didn t reply . Instead, he stood by the door and watched the live stream quietly . The father and son pair had prepared years for the perfect moment to claim what was rightfully theirs, but Wang Tong had stopped them cold in their track . Till this day, they still moaned over their losses . Brilliant light shooting out of the energy stone painted the dark space where lightning webbed across, forming a magnificent painting that sprawled across the dark velvety background . Lee Moshan s sol reading soared as he tapped deeper into the primordial force . Across him, Mr . Wannabe looked relaxed . Instead of focusing on his opponent, he gazed at a floating space city far away as if he were marveling at its scale . Did that structure remind him of his past Had he lived in a space city before As Mr . Wannabe was absorbed in reflections, the sound and smell of the city came back to him . It was all so painfully familiar . Before Mr . Wannabe could pull himself out of the memory, his opponent was already right in front of him . Einherjar s Power, Thunder Blast Soaked with the primordial energy, the Thunder Blade glared brighter than the sun as it was hewed at Mr . Wannabe . This attack was so powerful that it could annihilate a fifty million ton warship . Still, Mr . Wannabe paid no attention to the attack . He simply extended a finger at the blade and stopped the attack like brushing away a piece of fallen leaf . Lee Moshan was shocked . He had never thought that anyone could have countered his ultimate Einherjar attack with only GN force and a finger . Such power was unprecedented, and it didn t stop there as a new surge of energy kept on pulsing into the finger, one wave stronger than the last . Mr . Wannabe reluctantly let go of his gaze on the space city and looked at his opponent . The attack had interrupted his train of thoughts, and awakened him from his intoxicating but painful dream . The chill in Einherjar Wannabe s eyes made even the other Einherjar s hair stand on their ends . What he had done was outright impossible . However powerful was the Thunder Blade, it could not push further than Mr . Wannabe s finger . The pulsing energy inside the finger was no any less powerful than all the natural forces combined . It s my turn now . Mr . Wannabe said quietly, almost like a murmur . But, the soft words stretched his opponent s nerves, threatening to tear it apart like ripping a wing off an insect . As Mr . Wannabe pulled his finger back, the built up energy at the tip of the Thunder Blade gushed forth like a deluge . It was a suicidal move Such a move would never happen in any other fight, since Mr . Wannabe had to face the danger of being attacked by the sudden release of condensed energy . Even if Lee Moshan wanted to halt the attack, he would have no means to do so . As Lee Moshan was still trying to wrap his mind around the development, Mr . Wannabe had punched at him with a fist . Tightly clenched inside the fist was the power of a small universe . It was not Lee Moshan who Mr . Wannabe was attacking, it was his own destiny . KOMM Mr . Wannabe s fist jabbed into the light that surrounded his opponent like a needle into a jar of butter . Nothing could withstand his attack . There were rumblings, explosions, and then silence . An Einherjar had fallen as a new god had risen . Mr . Wannabe heaved a sigh as he could feel his power diminishing over time . He knew that his time was about to come . He felt grateful for having met Wang Tong, for he had given him something he had never had a family . It was all worth it While thinking, Einherjar Wannabe s body faded into the dark background . Looking at the thunder blade that had been shattered into pieces, Lee Moshan felt defeated inside out . His beloved blade was gone, along with his pride . The blow had gravely injured Lee Moshan despite his Einherjar METAL suit . But without it, Lee Moshan would have already been dead . Perhaps Einherjar Wannabe had purposely allowed him to live, to wear the scar everyday like a dressed up clown in a parade . Einherjar Wannabe Einherjar Wannabe Einherjar Wannabe The one and ONLY Einherjar Wannabe No, he was not a Wannabe . He WAS the Einherjar The Ivantians had failed once again, but admittedly, it was the constant failure and rise again that had forged the unbending will of the Ivantian warriors .
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