At this moment, the Manjushage was undoubtedly the most effective weapon against Medanzo. Even the strongest, unknown domain of Medanzo was easily broken by the Manjushage.
The mirror shattered, and Medanzo fell out of the void, his body plummeting, almost unable to stabilize himself. His face alternated between pale and ashen, large clumps of purple-black blood energy emanating from his body, an extremely terrifying sight.
This was not Medanzo displaying his strength, but rather, he could no longer control the blood energy within him. Without a word, he suddenly transformed into dozens of illusions, each fleeing in different directions.
The strike from the Manjushage had clearly dealt a severe blow to Medanzo, but no Overlord could be instantly killed by a mere gun. At this moment, Medanzo finally realized that Qian Ye truly had the ability to end him and no longer dared to underestimate him. He immediately attempted to flee.
However, countless floating gray feathers suddenly appeared in the air, falling like snowflakes. As soon as they touched Medanzo’s illusions, the illusions shattered, leaving only his true form in the sky.
At the brink of life and death, Medanzo’s speed had reached an unimaginable level, leaving streaks of afterimages in Qian Ye’s vision. The flickering afterimages indicated that his speed was constantly changing, making all targeting spells ineffective. Even if the lead time was calculated, it would still be incorrect. The only option was to use homing bullets, but what kind of homing bullet could catch up with an Overlord determined to escape?
But just as Medanzo managed to dash a short distance, a gray feather stuck to his body. The Chaotic Gray Feather weighed him down, causing his speed to drop sharply. In an instant, several more gray feathers landed on Medanzo. Each additional feather felt like carrying a mountain, slowing him down even further.
By the time seven or eight gray feathers were on him, Medanzo’s speed had slowed to a crawl, so slow that even a random Marquis could catch up to him.
Medanzo’s heart sank.
Although the gray feathers seemed few, Qian Ye’s entire domain only had about seven or eight Chaotic Gray Feathers, now all concentrated on Medanzo. It was as if Qian Ye had pressed all the power of his domain upon Medanzo, not wasting a single bit.
Seeing the gray feathers severely hindering his movement, Medanzo’s body suddenly burst into a raging purple-black blood flame, attempting to burn the feathers away. But the blood flame did nothing, and in this battle, Medanzo’s blood flame utterly failed.
Medanzo’s heart sank further.
He had long known the might of Qian Ye’s dark gold blood energy, but always thought it was only slightly stronger than his own. After all, he was a second-generation ancestor of the Blood Race, equal in blood energy to the King of Blue and the King of Black Wings. Of course, in reality, An’duya had already far surpassed the other Overlords, and later ascended to the Holy Mountain.
But now, in this domain confrontation, although Qian Ye’s total origin power was less than Medanzo’s, Medanzo was directly defeated. This indicated that the seemingly unremarkable origin power cultivated by Qian Ye was extremely terrifying, far surpassing Medanzo’s purple-black blood energy. The two were simply not on the same level.
Feeling something, Medanzo suddenly noticed the space around him beginning to change, countless mirrors appearing. In great fear, he shouted, “Wait, I surrender!!”
Qian Ye pretended not to hear, and another transparent origin bullet shot from the Manjushage. Inside the crystal-like origin bullet, there was a solidified flower of the other shore.
The origin bullet shattered the mirrors, and faintly, a flower of the other shore withered in the air.
Medanzo’s figure emerged from the void, spewing a mouthful of blood and crashing heavily to the ground.
“Not dead yet?” Qian Ye was taken aback, surprised at Medanzo’s tenacity. Even the Manjushage, driven by chaotic origin power and enhanced by the wings of the primordial, could not kill him in two shots. Only now did Qian Ye realize the true vitality of an Overlord.
Shaking his head, Qian Ye put away the Manjushage. Medanzo could survive two shots, but Qian Ye could not muster the strength for a third. In fact, he was now exhausted, on the verge of collapsing and falling into a deep sleep at any moment.
The Manjushage’s consumption was already horrifying, and with the enhancement of the wings of the primordial, the power increased, but so did the origin power consumption. Unlike Zhao Ruoxi, who relied on the Manjushage’s own power, Qian Ye drove it with chaotic origin power, which, after the blooming of the flower of the other shore, both increased in power and consumed more.
Medanzo struggled a few times but could not get up, his face full of terror. But when he saw Qian Ye sway and nearly fall, and then put away the Manjushage, the experienced Overlord immediately realized that Qian Ye was drained. A third shot from the Manjushage was out of the question.
The panic on the Faceless Overlord’s face dissipated, replaced by a mix of emotions. Slowly, he propped himself up and moved to a nearby tree, using it to stand.
Qian Ye looked at him, his expression strange, “What, still struggling?”
Medanzo sneered, “I may be badly injured, but you don’t have the strength to act, do you? If two shots can’t kill me, you’ve lost your chance. Now, it’s a matter of who can recover first. As for recovery, I doubt any Duke can match an Overlord.”
“Sounds like you can still run. Standing is already a struggle, isn’t it?” Qian Ye sneered.
“Who said that? Watch me stand.” Several streams of purple-black blood energy surged from Medanzo’s body, supporting him as he stood up, leaning on the giant tree.
Qian Ye was somewhat surprised, “You recover fast indeed.”
Although Qian Ye’s domain automatically disappeared after the two shots, Medanzo’s quick recovery and regained control of his blood energy were unexpected. It seemed that the spider demon-like recovery ability was Medanzo’s hidden trump card.
Fast, highly defensive, and strong in recovery, and even willing to surrender—no wonder Medanzo, though not the strongest Overlord, was the longest-lived.
“That long gun, Dragon Burial, you can’t use it anymore, right? What can you do to hurt me if I just stand here? Oh, by the way, in ten minutes, I’ll be leaving. You have only ten minutes to come up with a plan.”
Qian Ye looked at Medanzo, his expression strange.
Medanzo frowned, “It’s not too late to change your mind. Perhaps you should consider how to appease my anger and ensure I leave without coming back to hunt you down. The consequences of angering an Overlord are not something you can bear, nor should you have to.”
“Are you trying to make me surrender?” Qian Ye’s expression became even stranger.
“One could say that.”
But despite his injuries, Medanzo was recovering rapidly. His body’s defenses were formidable; even standing still, ordinary people could not break through his skin. If he escaped, with his vengeful nature, the retribution would be endless.
Qian Ye spoke slowly, “You’re old, your memory isn’t good. You seem to have forgotten that I still have something that can deal with you.”
Seeing the green-gold blood sword reappear in Qian Ye’s hand, Medanzo cried out in shock, “I surrender!!”
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