Myriad Realms Gatekeeper

Chapter 911: Chapter 441: The Final Battle!_4

Splash, splash, splash—

The sound of various metal coins rubbing together echoed in the void.

A faint light emerged as small text:

“For this strike, Primordial Ruins cover sixty percent of the expenses, you cover forty percent.”

“You have spent a hundred thousand copper coins, beginning to pay for the special effects cost for the bronze statue.”

The small text disappeared.

The bronze statue’s eyes lit up.

Boom—

It was enveloped by layers of visible and invisible blue lightning.

“Strike now,” Shen Ye said.

The bronze statue stepped into the void and disappeared.

It appeared directly on a path between the Blood-colored Fortress and Little Western Heaven.

Blocking the Blood-colored General perfectly.

“Just with you?”

The Blood-colored General said disdainfully.

The blood mist swirling around its body suddenly disbursed, transforming into a giant hand that brutally slammed down on the bronze statue.

The bronze statue stood motionless, its body’s blue lightning soaring into the sky, confronting the blood-colored giant hand.

Shen Ye’s eyes suddenly twitched as he watched the battle.

Something’s not right!

The moment the blue lightning touched the blood-colored giant hand, it immediately dispersed, utterly powerless to block it.

“Double it—super double!”

Shen Ye shouted lowly, touching his Storage Ring.

Inside it were all the resources from the entire Ancient Penglai Immortal Mountain!

A line of faint light small text appeared:

“Current expenses burning: ten tons of gold.”

“Double the special effects!”

Boom—

The scattered blue lightning reassembled into a massive blue hand, crashing against the blood-colored giant hand.

They clashed mid-air, exchanging dozens of rounds without a clear victor.

The Blood-colored General glanced and said lightly:

“Oh—seems you have a bit of insignificant strength, but to survive under my hand, it’s still far from enough.”

“You mining scum, in the face of my ‘Disorder’ Truth, can only revert to garbage scattered across the ground.”

It drew out the giant sword from its back, spurred its Skeleton Warhorse, and charged at the bronze statue.

Upon hearing this, Shen Ye was utterly furious.

“Even a creature of Truth dares to look down on people—”

“I paid good money!”

He furiously swiped his hand over the ring.

Immediately a line of faint light text appeared:

“You have again paid in gold, totaling three thousand tons.”

“Max out the battle special effects!”

“—Burn the budget!”

In the battlefield,

The bronze statue immediately sensed it.

It shuddered, and the bronze plates previously hugging its body all flew out, making a “clinking and clanking” noise in mid-air, quickly transforming into various pieces of battle armor.

The bronze plates were no longer just plates!

They were bronze helmets, face armors, shoulder guards, handguards, breastplates, belts, leg armors, boots, and—

A huge, ancient-looking Giant Blade Longsword!

An intangible fluctuation emanated from the bronze statue.

It unleashed a metallic roar that reverberated across the heavens, charging towards the Blood-colored General!

In the blink of an eye—

Shen Ye shouted furiously:

“Still not enough!”

“Burn another five hundred tons of gold, add battle special effects to that Giant Blade Longsword!”

Boom—

The several meters long blade immediately burst forth with burning Magma and darting Thunder Light snakes.

A line of faint light small text suddenly appeared:

“Special effects super doubled!”

The next moment,

The two opponents clashed.

“Ahhhhhh, die!”

The bronze statue, fully sensing its master’s rage, immediately burst out with a cold and crazed metallic roar.

Blood-colored clashed with Thunder Light.

The Thunder Light instantly broke through the crimson blood color, slashing forth, leaving a deep mark on the gate of the Blood-colored War Fortress.

All special effects subsided.

The Blood-colored General and the bronze statue crossed paths, standing still.

The next second.

Thump.

The Blood-colored General knelt down, a line of Thunder Light slicing him from left shoulder to right hip.

“Damn it…”

It was still alive, panting while trying to grab the fragmented blood-colored giant sword.

The bronze statue, however, dragging its longsword, stepped forward and in one motion tore off its head, holding it in front of him, sneering:

“Now, tell me, who is the trash?”