Chapter 448: Every Spirit Is a Martial Arts Master
The entire Mount Nikko was covered in countless spirits, sending chills down one's spine.
Simultaneously, a black mist enveloped the mountain, isolating it from the outside world.
And these spirits immediately launched an assault on the Campiones present.
"Hey, hey, hey, there are just too many of them!"
As the King of Swords said this, his greatsword cleaved through the spirits lunging at him, instantly slicing several figures in two.
However, his pupils contracted as a sharp object unexpectedly grazed his cheek, leaving a cut.
"These people! Interesting!!!"
His expression couldn't help but turn serious.
The attacks of these spectral warriors weren't just mindless swings of weapons.
Their strikes were the most appropriate responses to his own actions.
It was only because he was a Campione, with reflexes far surpassing those of a human, that he could evade them.
If this had been before he became a Campione, Touma had to admit, he might have been killed in that initial lunge.
"Heavenly Dao clear and bright, Earthly Dao peaceful and tranquil, Human Dao empty and serene!—Ha!"
This was the spell chant of Luo Hao, and with her powerful shout, she thrust a palm forward, instantly bursting over a dozen spirits like balloons.
In the next moment, she executed a spinning kick, compressing the air with high-speed friction and releasing a pressurized gust that sliced through another dozen spirits behind her.
Immediately after, she tilted her body to the side, narrowly avoiding a blade that swept past.
Then, with another palm strike, the spirit that had closed in on her was dispersed.
"This is—!"
After eliminating nearly a hundred more and advancing dozens of meters toward the epicenter of the outbreak, Luo Hao narrowed her phoenix-like eyes slightly and couldn't help but smile.
"No wonder it felt so familiar. So that's it."
No wonder the attacks of these spirits felt so familiar, as if she had faced them before.
In fact, she had—it was the young man she had fought yesterday.
The shadow of his martial arts lingered in the attack patterns of these spirits, regardless of age or gender.
It was as if she were fighting countless versions of him, engaging in battles with innumerable martial arts supremes.
Of course, not every spirit could reach his level, primarily due to differences in physique, gender, age, and other factors, preventing them from achieving his pinnacle of martial arts.
If these spirits hadn't inherited his martial skills, they would be little different from ordinary humans. In other words, the state they could exhibit was the limit of their human capabilities in life.
In reality, these spirits were almost all deceased ordinary people.
In the past, it was said that no matter how powerful ordinary humans were, they could never defeat a Campione, regardless of their numbers.
But now, they were all ordinary people who had mastered the pinnacle of martial arts. If thousands couldn't prevail, what about tens of thousands? Hundreds of thousands? Millions?
It truly was a case of "ants can kill an elephant"!
This was the first time Luo Hao had ever felt such a sensation.
"Is the gap really this vast?"
As the oldest Campione, Marquis Voban slightly furrowed his brows while watching his Death Servants being annihilated.
These were all renowned warriors in their lifetimes, yet they were effortlessly defeated one-on-one.
Then, he summoned other special Death Servants—those with unique powers like witch knights and curse masters—but they too were quickly defeated by these mere ordinary-state wraiths.
Suddenly, his emerald eyes began to glow, activating his Authority—the Eyes of Sodom. Any living being within his line of sight would turn into solid salt.
However, this ability had no effect on the wraiths before him, which didn't surprise him, as it primarily worked on living creatures.
Wraiths were no longer among the living, hence its ineffectiveness.
"I am Lykeus, born of the light in darkness, radiant as brilliance itself! Grant me mighty power!"
A horde of demon wolves was summoned and charged toward the enemy's Death Servants, clearing a path for the Marquis.
"I command the winds and rains, gathering thunder. Know that scorching winds and freezing gales are my subordinates. Bring the frenzy of storms and tempests upon this land—!"
With the utterance of this new spell, the demon wolves he summoned began spewing lightning, advancing further.
The full power of this Authority could summon a lightning storm capable of enveloping the entire Mount Nikko.
A concentrated strike could even split Mount Nikko apart, but it required time and consumed significant energy.
At present, with four fellow Campiones to remain wary of, he needed to conserve strength for potential threats.
Speaking of which, with wraiths swarming everywhere, wouldn't that knight slip away unnoticed?
But it wasn't so simple. As Campiones, they could sense each other's presence—a blazing torch far brighter than the faint glow of wraiths.
The knight was precisely at the center of their encirclement; escape was only possible skyward.
But taking to the skies would make him an easy target.
After advancing a few more meters, the Marquis frowned.
This situation was unfavorable. It was ultimately a chaotic melee that could disrupt his hunt for the prey. Moreover, with multiple attackers, seizing any Authority would be impossible.
Thus, Marquis Voban revealed a cruel grin—he intended to obliterate the entire area in one sweep.
With so many Campiones gathered so closely, he might unexpectedly take out one or two.
Hmm? That woman, his natural enemy—Luo Hao, seemed to share the same idea.
So, he had to act immediately!
At a location some distance from Mount Nikko, a Witch was preparing to activate her acquired Authority, [Goat].
This Authority allowed her to convert the fear of surrounding people into lightning.
Currently, she was receiving over ten million streams of fear, with hundreds of thousands more pouring in every second.
Under normal circumstances, she couldn't sense so much fear, especially from across the entire nation, as her range was limited.
The sudden influx was due to her connection with her master, who channeled it to her.
Just how terrifying would the power be, forged from such an immense volume of emotion?
Was her master planning to eliminate all Campiones in one fell swoop?