C19 Invincible

Wham!

A skilled swordsman swiftly moved behind Luo Tongtian, his slender blade tracing an eerie arc aimed at Luo's neck. But before the blade could descend, the force of an axe had already arrived. A terrifying beam from the axe sliced down, cleaving the swordsman cleanly in half.

Luo Tongtian's brutal axe strike immediately intimidated the surrounding enemies. Covered in blood, he appeared like a demon emerging from hell, instilling a deep-seated fear in the nearby swordsmen.

Seizing the moment, he swung his massive axe to drive back the enemies in front of him, setting his sights on the catapults.

A thunderous noise erupted as a wall of large shields, forming a steel barrier, rumbled from east to west, blocking his path. In the darkness, this steel barricade loomed heavy and ominous, like a shadow of death.

Luo Tongtian's Photoelectric Axe struck the steel barrier with a dull thud. The row of large shields swayed slightly, absorbing the impact of the giant axe with their rippling motion.

In the next instant, countless sharp spears thrust out from the gaps between the shields, forcing Luo Tongtian to retreat repeatedly. Three swordsmen took advantage of his backward movement to launch a sneak attack, but Luo Tongtian spun around, delivering a powerful slash that cut all three in half at the waist.

"Darn it, let's see just how tough your lousy shields really are."

Luo Tongtian shouted defiantly, channeling his inner power through the lightning circuit, instantly gaining a force of pure strength and intensity. This power, amplified by the Vein Seal, transformed into a current that activated the Photoelectric Axe in his hand. A bolt of lightning, stretching over a hundred feet, sliced through the air with a destructive force aimed directly at the shield formation.

The arc of light was incredibly sharp, and as it struck the shields, the electric energy penetrated them like a hot knife through butter, slicing through the steel barrier. Under the terrifying power of the lightning, three large shields exploded, and the shield bearers behind them were blown apart.

Stepping over the debris, Luo Tongtian successfully broke into the shield formation, only to be met by a swarm of enemies. Yet, he remained unfazed. As dark flashes flickered before him, three formidable iron golems appeared. Impervious to blades and fearless in battle, they charged at the enemy under Luo Tongtian's command.

The enemy's swords, spears, and arrows clanged against the iron golems, producing a series of crisp metallic sounds. The golems remained unscathed, while the weapons shattered upon impact.

In contrast, the battle puppets moved like relentless machines, unleashing their attacks without mercy and scattering the enemy ranks in disarray. Terrified by the puppets' might, the enemies diverted their charge towards Luo Tongtian, prompting a slight smirk on his lips. "What, do you think I'm easier to deal with than these metal brutes?" he taunted.

In the next moment, a serene lake shimmered into existence around him, transforming the once-bloody battlefield into a tranquil scene. The air rippled like water, and at its center, Luo Tongtian stood like a deity.

As he slowly raised his hand, countless emerald weapons emerged from the surrounding lake. Axes, swords, spears, and flying blades appeared in abundance, encircling him like a thousand-armed guardian. These weapons had been absorbed by the Quiet Lake during Luo Tongtian's escape from the mountain. After being transformed by the lake, each weapon bore delicate green patterns.

Weapons with these patterns were known as Vein Seal Arms, their power far surpassing that of ordinary weapons.

At this moment, Luo Tongtian was surrounded by a dense array of force-patterned weapons, hovering in the air, ready to strike. The sight filled the nearby enemies with terror.

“Make way for me, or you’ll all meet your end,” Luo Tongtian commanded, narrowing his eyes as he shouted at the foes before him.

“How can a mere third-level warrior control so many force-patterned weapons? He’s bluffing. Don’t be afraid, attack with all you’ve got!” a fifth-level warrior shouted to his comrades, leading the charge against Luo Tongtian.

“If you’re so eager to meet your doom, then I’ll test my skills on you,” Luo Tongtian declared, taking a deep breath. As the Vein Seal pulsed within him, a tsunami of power surged into the Quiet Lake. The water rippled slightly, fueling the force-patterned weapons with immense energy.

The air was filled with the relentless sound of weapons slicing through it. The force-patterned weapons traced pale green arcs in the sky, like a massive, frenzied wave crashing down upon the enemies.

Faced with this unparalleled, terrifying onslaught, the enemies’ armor was effortlessly torn apart, their weapons shattered, and their bodies were instantly reduced to clouds of blood mist.

Hundreds of Power Pattern Origin Artifacts swept through, annihilating the enemies in their path, creating a clear space between Luo Tongtian and the catapult.

Covered in blood, Luo Tongtian strode forward, and none of the surrounding enemies dared to stop him. They stared in shock at his not-so-muscular figure, their faces filled with terror.

"My God, is he really just a Third Level Hercules?"

"How can he control so many Power Pattern Origin Artifacts? Even Commander Du Yuan, a Seventh Level Hercules, couldn't launch such a terrifying attack!"

Luo Tongtian's overwhelming prowess deeply shook the enemies, who watched him approach the catapult, powerless to resist.

Just as he was about to reach the catapult, a line of Fourth Level Hercules, clad in shining armor, appeared before him.

Luo Tongtian sneered, moving like a whirlwind. His massive axe flashed like lightning, slicing through three Fourth Level Hercules in one swift motion, leaving the crowd gasping in awe at his incredible strength.

"You wretched brat, die!"

A one-armed Fourth Level Hercules, consumed with rage, swung his curved blade in a bright arc, aiming for Luo Tongtian's neck as he landed.

Another flash of lightning, and the Fourth Level Hercules's right arm, holding the blade, was severed at the shoulder, causing him to scream in agony from the intense pain.

"Those who seek to kill often find themselves killed. How can you dare to take a life when you're not even prepared for your own death?" Luo Tongtian stepped forward, lifting his opponent effortlessly, and began to absorb his strength continuously.

As the power flowed into him, Luo felt an unusual rigidity spreading throughout his body, making him feel even stronger. "Could it be that while I'm absorbing my enemy's strength, I'm also taking in his body's rigidity?"

He stared in awe at the Fourth Level Hercules in his grasp. As the man's strength drained away, his once robust body withered rapidly, like a flower wilting after its bloom. Meanwhile, the golden light on Luo's skin grew even more radiant, making him appear as if he were forged from pure gold.

"My body has accumulated enough rigidity. This is the perfect time to practice the Body Forging Technique." Luo felt his muscles tense, his body hardening, filled with explosive power. Taking a deep breath, he began to follow the method of the Iron Body Technique, forcibly refining his physique.

With a sudden burst, the intense power acted on his skin, causing blood to seep from his pores. The excruciating pain forced a muffled groan from Luo Tongtian.

His palm unintentionally exerted force, reducing the already withered Fourth Level Hercules to dust. Waves of pain coursed through him, causing his entire body to tremble. Seizing the opportunity, the enemies launched another full-scale attack against him.

During the body forging process, the Quiet Lake and various Power Pattern Origin Artifacts retracted back into his body. As a result, Luo Tongtian found himself facing numerous enemies alone.

Despite the excruciating pain, he swung his battle axe with a near-madness intensity. His strategy was one of mutual destruction; as the enemies' weapons struck him, they left scars but also added energy to his body forging.