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High in the sky, at the center of the storm and lightning, "Sea King" Jahn Kottman's figure suddenly distorted. Curly white fuzz emerged from under his skin, his head developed protruding fleshy lumps on both sides, and his fingers began to close, contract, and fuse together.
"Curse!" A thought flashed through Jahn Kottman's mind. He immediately tried to chant the honorific name of the Lord of Storms, but was astonished to find that his throat had changed its structure, and he could only emit bleating sounds.
This Sequence 3 "Sea King" had transformed into a sheep with a few strands of blue wool, temporarily "losing" most of his characteristics and Beyonder abilities.
The continuously striking lightning subsided, and the terrifying hurricane, visible to the naked eye, also lost its momentum and rapidly weakened.
"Baa!"
A sheep with a few thick strands of blue wool on its head was thrown by the storm, plummeting towards the sea below.
"A drowned Sea King would be hilarious." Leyton, whose figure was concealed outside the tornado, scanned this scene, then looked slightly upwards, raising both hands in a posture of embracing the sun and welcoming the dawn.
The next moment, the cloud layer that had been unleashing violent lightning was suddenly pierced, and bright sunlight shone down, illuminating this sea area and the entire Bayam.
Night was instantly distorted into day!
In the sunlight, Leyton's figure became visible, covered in golden light, spreading outwards in layers.
Under the blessing of the sunlight, all surrounding objects were tinged with a faint golden hue, bestowing warmth and courage upon them, dispelling the aura of Fallen and filth.
The sheep, which had been thrown out and was about to fall into the sea, regained its balance. Invisible wind supported its body, allowing it to stand steadily on the sea surface.
Many thick, dark blue hairs grew on its body, almost dyeing it into a blue, unconventional sheep.
Viscous, slippery liquid continuously seeped from under its skin. Its hair became thick, twisting and dancing in the air like strange tentacles, with bizarre patterns faintly emerging.
This "Sea King" was using the surrounding light with Purification power, attempting to resist the curse with his incomplete mythical creature form.
High in the sky, Mahmosi stared gloomily at Leyton. The light tainted with the sun's aura was not friendly to the Mutant Pathway. Even though he was already a Saint, he would still be affected by it; this was unavoidable.
"You actually didn't run away? You're truly insane."
Mahmosi slightly opened his mouth. His voice was very hoarse and shrill, with an irritating sound like glass being scratched by a cat's claw.
A tidal wave of pure golden Yellow Light instantly surged around Leyton. These lights rapidly condensed into a layer of light armor, covering his body and isolating him from the effects of Mahmosi' voice.
As a Disciple of Silence, his words themselves carried curses. Although far less potent than the transformation curse he had just used on the "Sea King," when layered, they could still cause significant impact.
"You are very cautious."
Mahmosi whispered softly, then withdrew his gaze from Leyton. His attempt to establish a mystical connection had failed.
Whoosh~
The subsided strong winds began to blow again, but this time, they originated from Mahmosi and spread outwards.
The surrounding temperature instantly dropped significantly, and even the warmth brought by the sunlight in the air was replaced by chill.
Sparkling snowflakes drifted in the air, dense and continuous in the howling wind, like a thick cloud layer, even blocking out the sunlight.
The wailing of the strong wind was mixed with the shrieks and roars of vengeful spirits, as if they could disturb one's mind and confuse one's spirit.
Leyton flicked his fingers, and golden flames ignited out of thin air around him. These flames emitted the vast aura of the sun, forming an ocean due to their density.
These flames rippled outwards like ocean waves.
The moment the golden flames and sparkling snowflakes touched, they stirred up a mist, which eventually transformed into a dense fog suspended in mid-air, obstructing vision.
The next moment, a piercing shriek rang out, a sound capable of piercing eardrums and harming spirits.
This was a Sequence 3-level vengeful spirit's shriek. The surrounding golden sea of flames paused for a moment, and the light armor covering Leyton rippled in circles, his thoughts becoming slightly dazed.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Sounds of air being torn immediately followed. Transparent ice crystal arrows assailed from all directions, dense and numerous, blocking all possible escape routes.
Where the ice crystal arrows passed, the golden flames instantly extinguished, leaving a white trail in the air filled with a strong aura of death.
The thick light armor sizzled and was pierced by the ice crystal arrows in an instant.
The light armor immediately transformed into a myriad of golden light specks, dissipating amidst the aura of frost and death.
Leyton's body was pierced by an ice crystal arrow, but no blood appeared. Instead, it rapidly thinned, became brittle, and disintegrated into pieces of paper.
Above the thick cloud layer composed of sparkling snowflakes, Leyton's figure suddenly reappeared.
He raised his right hand, and the surrounding radiance was instantly drawn, beginning to gather in his palm.
Within a few breaths, a spear, pure to the extreme, blazing white to the extreme, seemingly composed of pure sunlight, condensed.
At the same time, his eyes were covered with a layer of hazy white, and the scenery he saw instantly changed. Amidst the complex information, he searched for the most suitable future.
A moment later, his gaze gradually cleared, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved into a smile.
Below the howling strong winds and thick cloud layer, Mahmosi suddenly felt a strong ominous premonition; an unavoidable danger was about to appear.
"Prophecy... He is not a demigod of the Sun pathway, but the adjacent one!"
Mahmosi' heart was filled with a sudden realization. Immediately, his eyes looked downwards, towards the "Sea King" who was still attempting to resist his curse with an incomplete mythical creature form.
His eyes clearly reflected the "Sea King's" current appearance, and then, his body distorted.
He transformed into a ghostly green, stained, bizarre Puppet covered in strange runes.
On the sea surface, the "Sea King," gazing at all this, felt a strong sense of danger surge within him.
He ignited the anger in his heart, unleashing power far exceeding the normal.
The incomplete mythical creature form instantly suppressed the transformation curse on his body. The sheep's wool continuously thickened and lengthened, growing into slippery tentacles, revealing smooth, sticky skin beneath the hair, and layers of scales began to emerge.
A blazing white stream of light pierced through the thick, icy cloud layer, striking the Puppet that Mahmosi had transformed into.
The blazing white spear instantly expanded, becoming a miniature sun, blazing white to the extreme!
Light and heat scattered across this vast sea, dispelling the thick clouds and the howling strong winds. On the sea surface below, water vapor continuously evaporated and disappeared.
The "Sea King," who had entered his incomplete mythical creature form, showed signs of scorching. His originally moist, slippery tentacles became withered, and his expression developed cracks, like a dehydrated squid.
Even if he completely immersed himself in the seawater, he could not avoid this trend of continuous drying and cracking; it was damage directly acting upon him through the curse.
He let out a painful roar, a sound that pierced the sea surface and reached high into the sky, instantly transforming into a terrifying sonic boom mixed with the wailing of the wind domain.
High in the sky, Leyton was raising his hand, gathering light.
The next moment, a terrifying sonic boom erupted directly around him. In the intense vibration, his body was instantly torn apart, turning into pieces of paper and dust, scattering with the wind.
His figure reappeared not far away. Red liquid flowed from his ears, and his head still had a dense, stinging sensation, like being pricked by needles.
"My physical quality is too fragile, not even comparable to a Bizzaro Sorcerer of the same Sequence."
Leyton murmured helplessly.
He then reached out and wiped away the blood that had flowed down to his neck. As the faint golden flames flickered, all the blood was burned away.
In front of a Disciple of Silence skilled in curses, blood is the most deadly weapon!
In mid-air, Mahmosi had already recovered from his bizarre Puppet state.
He looked as if he had been burned, and the white long robe with gold threads he wore was also singed yellow. The original gold threads had melted, becoming mottled spots on the robe.
His light yellow, slightly curly hair had turned scorched and dry, as if a touch would make it crumble into dust.
In his brown eyes, there was unconcealed malice and madness. His eyes were fixed on Leyton, as if to engrave his image into his mind.
Leyton returned a smile, then gently pulled with his left hand, and a layer of Concealment aura covered his body.
The blurred figure that had just appeared in Mahmosi' eyes instantly vanished. His attempt to establish a mystical connection with Leyton failed.
Whoosh~
A tremendous wailing sound mixed with roars echoed across this sea area.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Terrifying sonic booms layered upon each other, even distorting the surrounding air.
Before the sonic booms erupted, Leyton extended his right hand and pulled it back. An invisible entity covered his body, and he instantly became something that did not exist, ignoring the layered sonic booms around him.
Mahmosi' body was thrown by the violently vibrating air. His body developed slight cracks, and blood oozed from his ears and nose.
Before the sonic booms in the air subsided, invisible winds surged, transforming into invisible restraints that bound Mahmosi.
Immediately after, a roaring thunderclap pierced the sea surface, reverberating in the air. This sound carried immense oppressive force, capable of even deterring souls.
This was the thunderclap simulated by the "Sea King," an application of a Sequence 3-level singing ability.
Mahmosi' body, bound by the wind, trembled uncontrollably. Both his body and soul temporarily fell into a tremor.
Blood oozed from his ears, nose, eyes, and mouth. The terrifying thunderclap pierced through his body, shaking his internal organs.
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