Deep in the ruins of the sanctuary, Lu Xinzhi sprinted through the barbed wire, clutching a rust-spotted Tachi. The blade, wrapped in golden arcs of electricity, effortlessly cleaved through the decayed stench of corpses, leaving behind a trail of startling slashes in the darkness.
Under the blessing of the Order Factor, his immense computational power significantly amplified the power of the Fate Principle, making it not only more precise but also altering its properties and form.
At that moment, the golden thunder in the darkness surged like a tide of lightning.
"Keep up."
With a leap, he swung his sword, and the light flashed like a dragon piercing through, tearing a gap in the dense stench of decay, but leaving behind a vast area of scorched marks.
Even Lu Bu'er and Chen Jing, if present, may not have performed better.
