The Mech Touch novel Chapter 7202

Chapter 7202: Oblivion Might

This was the second and final charge of the Dark Apostle.

Different from his last power moves, his charge attack was filled with dark momentum.

So much dark miasma emanated from his raiment and his blast lance that it completely obscured his gigantic form!

It looked as if he was being engulfed by a living amorphous mass of darkness, one that seemed to make people feel sick and hopeless just by staring at it through a projection!

The thick and cloying miasma did not just evoke disgust and despair in the mind, but also distorted the reality around it to an obvious degree.

Light and other forms of radiation grew weaker the closer they got to the darkness.

Any specks of space dust crumbled into molecules while the chaotic spatial effects generated by the Ascended Giants became dampened as if they were covered by a dark blanket.

Many sensor and scanning systems struggled to make sense on how the large and concentrated convergence of darkness energy was able to distort the laws of reality to such an extent!

These kinds of phenomena used to be the exclusive privilege of high-ranking mech pilots until recently.

After the start of the Age of Dawn, it became more common for qi cultivators to be able to cast a fireball or counter the force of gravity without the use of conventional technology, but these were relatively simple and straightforward manifestations that could easily be calculated and understood.

Even qi formations and more unusual rituals all abided by certain logic that could explain much of what was taking place. Humans still possessed a capacity to understand the relation between input and output.

This time was different. They had never witnessed so much darkness-attributed E energy being mobilized and shaped to produce such dramatic effects!

Even the Oscillating Fist looked disturbed. He took his opponent a lot more seriously and actually prepared to burn his own phasewater!

Doing this would weaken him for quite a while, and it would be difficult to find replenishment as long as the Phase Lord Department remained cut off from any further shipments of phasewater, but he couldn’t help it. He needed to leverage the power of his phasewater organs to the limit in order to block this next attack!

As he crossed his gauntlets in front of his fist once again, the Krytak Class A Seashells that covered his entire raiment glistened as they received a mysterious source of reinforcement.

The Oscillating Fist was not like the other Ascended Giants. It became increasingly more clear that he received a substantial amount of support from a third party.

If that third party happened to be the Cosmopolitan Movement, then who knew what kind of surprises he had in store.

Yet for all of his surprises, the Dark Apostle’s momentum vastly exceeded that of the Oscillating Fist at this time!

The dark miasma surrounding his form grew larger but also more defined. It increasingly shifted from an amorphous sphere of darkness into the contours of a robed woman.

The darkness formed into the silhouette of the Oblivion Empress!

The appearance of this form caused the darkness to cease radiating as much malevolence as before.

Instead, the Oblivion Empress exerted greater control over this unruly power, causing it to waste considerably less energy than before.

Much of the spare power was being concentrated on the front. The Silhouette of the Oblivion Empress mimicked the posture of holding a lance.

This energy silhouette happened to overlap perfectly with the real blast lance.

More and more energy started to gather at the tip, to the point that it started to resemble a black hole that was on the verge of losing control!

Not only that, but the True God further shaped and refined the energies into an unspeakable application.

The Dark Apostle tried his best to keep up with his mother and remember as many details as possible.

There was no way in hell he could understand or replicate her fine and exquisite E energy manipulation skills, and it was foolish to replicate it considering that her personalized methods only worked well for herself.

However, the Dark Apostle recalled the advice she had given. He did his best to let go of the details and remember the feelings and impressions he gained from observing every step of her process.

So long as he was able to develop his own methods in the future that imitated these distinct feelings, then he would be able to control the power of the darkness just as well as his mother one day!

As the possessed Dark Apostle continued to charge forward, the distance between him and his adversary shrunk rapidly.

He had already built up enough momentum, and now that the Oblivion Empress had gathered as much darkness energy that she could manage under the current condition, she performed the final step.

"Remember this feeling, my son. When you develop the arts in the future, you must walk across a tightrope. Your dance must be powerful enough to open up a connection, but weak enough to avoid attracting unwelcome attention. This is how it is done."

As the final kilometers ticked down, the Dark Apostle suddenly began to make strange but elegant movements.

The Oblivion Empress’ concentrated energy manifestation mirrored every move.

Anyone who still had the stomach to observe the charging Dark Apostle by remote strangely found it a lot more bearable to keep their eyes on her form.

Like a siren luring sailors to their doom, the Oblivion Empress performed a subtle dance with the lance in her arms.

Whatever unknown mysteries she evoked with her movements seemed to resonate with the fabric of reality.

The mysterious dance sparked a response from the darker and deeper layers of the universe.

Neither the Oblivion Empress nor the Dark Apostle uttered any words to evoke this power, yet it came to them in an obedient fashion nonetheless.

At the last couple of seconds before impact, the energy-dense tip of the blast lance suddenly turned a little more gray.

An entirely different presence emanated from this contaminated concentration of energy!

It was as if a bigger predator from an unknowable location had briefly reached out and leaked a small portion of its forbidden aura!

Though this window only remained open for a fraction of a second, the changes it wrought to the blast lance and the energies surrounding it was profound.

"Damn." Ves quietly cursed.

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