Lord Game: I Have 100 Million Talents

Chapter 427 104: The Real Nuclear Weapon... Divine Gift: Permanent Poisoning

"I will kill you!!!"

"Tingfeng!!!"

As he spoke, the dark purple Abyssal Power and the pale gold Divine Energy slammed into each other. The very air in the basement tore apart, erupting with a deafening roar!

Zhao Gang lunged forward like a phantom, his Shadow Armor shimmering with a ghostly light. Two pitch-black Shadow Dual Blades materialized in his hands, their edges seething with an all-corroding Abyssal Energy as he slashed viciously at Qin Feng's neck.

His speed surged thanks to his Angry Divine Chosen Talent. Each step shattered the floor tiles and left behind deep black marks of corrosion, his assault so vicious that it left no quarter.

Qin Feng's footwork shifted, utilizing the Legendary Close Combat Skills of a Sigmar Combat Priest to their fullest. Aided by his two Heaven-defying abilities, "Divine Gift: Extreme Evasion" and "Divine Gift: Guard Counterattack," his figure weaved nimbly between the slashes of the Shadow Battle Blades.

The Beheading Sword flared with silver light as Divine Energy coursed along the blade, tracing sharp arcs through the air to precisely block every attack.

"CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!"

The crisp clang of metal on metal was as dense as a downpour, and sparks erupted between the two men, illuminating the vicious glint in each other's eyes.

Roaring, Zhao Gang picked up his pace. His Shadow Battle Blades slashed alternately, at times thrusting for vital points, at others executing Sweeping Thousand Soldiers. Abyssal Energy spilled from the blades, eating black pits into the ground and stone walls.

He knew full well how absurdly powerful Qin Feng's Ranged Attack capabilities were, so he deliberately stuck close, attempting to use melee to suppress him and prevent him from unleashing the Ranger's Heaven-Defying Arrow Technique.

Qin Feng, however, remained completely unflustered. The Beheading Sword in his hand moved like an extension of his arm, his blocks, counters, and thrusts all flowing together in one seamless motion.

A Holy Light Halo enveloped his body, completely warding off the encroaching Abyssal Corrosive Power. Every swing of his sword carried Purification Power, and each time it struck the Shadow Battle Blades, it sent a searing pain through Zhao Gang.

At the same time, Qin Feng suddenly sidestepped a horizontal slash. With a flick of his wrist, the Beheading Sword slid along a Shadow Battle Blade and grazed Zhao Gang's shoulder. The Divine Energy instantly erupted, searing a black mark onto his Abyssal Protection Shield.

"You're courting death!!!"

Zhao Gang roared, and his Shadow Battle Blades suddenly split into several afterimages, all stabbing toward Qin Feng's vital points at once.

Qin Feng's eyes narrowed. He executed the core footwork of a Sigmar Combat Priest, his figure blurring as he weaved effortlessly through the afterimages.

He abruptly dropped into a low stance to gather his power, raising the Beheading Sword high. Pale gold energy condensed into a massive sword phantom. Then, he unleashed a Priest-exclusive skill he had recently acquired, bringing it down to meet Zhao Gang's offensive head-on.

"Divine Judgment!"

The moment the sword phantom fell, the dark purple Abyssal Energy was violently torn asunder, and a crack appeared on Zhao Gang's Abyssal Protection Shield.

Utterly horrified, he hastily retreated, but the shockwave from the blade still struck him in the chest. His Abyssal Protection Shield shattered on impact, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Pressing his advantage, Qin Feng shot forward like an arrow. His Beheading Sword delivered a continuous flurry of slashes and stabs, the overlapping arcs of silver light completely cutting off Zhao Gang's retreat.

The two were locked in a close-quarters brawl within the narrow basement. Every collision sent stone fragments flying. The powers of the Divine and the Abyss intertwined and tangled, one moment erupting in a blinding light, the next plunging the room into eerie Darkness. Their fight was a desperate deadlock.

This was a true duel to the death between masters!

Both men wielded Legendary Level Combat Skills. The finesse of the Sigmar Combat Priest's Close Combat Skills clashed and intertwined with the brutal fighting arts of the Abyssal Apostle.

Furthermore, the inherent Block attributes of their high-level weapons were being pushed to the limit. Every time the Beheading Sword and the Shadow Dual Blades clashed head-on, the crisp ring of metal was enough to make one's eardrums tremble.

Most of their fatal attacks were precisely canceled out by each other's high-level weapons. Breaking through the other's block to actually injure their physical body was as difficult as ascending to heaven.

At this point, only two things could break the stalemate.

Either one person would make a minute error in the lightning-fast exchange, allowing the other to seize the opening and inflict a heavy blow.

Or, the Durability of one person's weapon or shield would be completely depleted, causing them to instantly lose their ability to block and leaving them utterly at the other's mercy. Only then would a fatal, massive loss of health occur.

But it was obvious that the Legendary Close Combat Skills of a "Sigmar Combat Priest," which Qin Feng had mastered, were a cut above the Legendary Close Combat Skills of a "Dual Blade Swordsman" that Zhao Gang had obtained from the Abyss or some other source.

After just a few short rounds of high-intensity clashes, the Holy Light Halo around Qin Feng remained stable, and his health bar hadn't moved an inch.

Meanwhile, the White Shield Bar for Zhao Gang's core defensive ability as an Abyssal Apostle, the "Abyssal Protection Shield," had been completely depleted by the repeated impacts of Divine Energy, causing him to lose this critical layer of protection.

From this point on, the scales of victory had tipped completely.

If Qin Feng's Beheading Sword could just break through the defense of Zhao Gang's Abyssal Armor and touch so much as a sliver of his skin, Zhao Gang would have to face Qin Feng's ultimate trump card.

It was his most powerful offensive Divine Gift, one he had obtained long ago but never had a chance to use. Now, it was finally time for it to be revealed—Divine Gift: Permanent Poisoning!

"CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!"

The crisp sound of colliding metal grew ever more frantic. The Shadow Battle Blades and the Beheading Sword clashed wildly in the confined space, sending sparks showering down like stars.

Relying on the advantage of his dual blades, Zhao Gang continued his frenzied assault, Shadow Energy constantly spilling from the edges of his blades in an attempt to ensnare Qin Feng's movements.

Qin Feng, however, only grew calmer. The footwork of the Sigmar Combat Priest became even more exquisite, with each block precisely deflecting the force of the blow. At the same time, he continuously used the Divine Energy at his sword's tip to wear down Zhao Gang's defense.

Suddenly, eager to reverse his disadvantage, Zhao Gang put too much force into a two-bladed cross-slash, leaving him half a beat too slow to recover.