Doomsday: I Become Invincible By Picking Up

Chapter 230

C230 – Saint Weapon

“I’m unable to defeat them,” the brother lamented.

The Flaming Eagle Owl expressed its distress.

Its statement was accurate. Having recently ascended to the Emperor Level, the Flaming Eagle Owl now faced six Blood Emperors, with the least powerful being a mid-grade Emperor Level fighter, all seasoned at this tier.

The adversaries were beyond what the Flaming Eagle Owl could handle.

“What’s your limit for holding them off?” inquired Loong Chen.

He posed the question straightforwardly.

“I can manage for no more than ten minutes,” it estimated after some thought.

This was the Flaming Eagle Owl’s careful estimation.

Being partly of Phoenix lineage, it had access to unique powers.

Deploying its full arsenal, it believed it could withstand them for approximately ten minutes.

“That will do,” Loong Chen responded promptly, noting that the full moon would soon rise in ten minutes.

If they hadn’t overpowered the six Blood Emperors by then, escaping would be their only option.

Yet, Loong Chen was sure of their victory within the ten-minute frame.

Regarding Phoenix, Loong Chen was optimistic. Despite Phoenix’s recent elevation to Emperor Level, the sheer potency of her Phoenix Divine Fire could rival that of a mid or even advanced-grade Emperor Level adversary.

Holding off two Blood Emperors wouldn’t be an issue for him.

“Every second counts, attack now!” commanded Loong Chen.

Phoenix, seizing the initiative, darted towards the two Blood Emperors.

After a brief hesitation, the Flaming Eagle Owl gathered its courage and targeted the least formidable Blood Emperor.

Meanwhile, Loong Chen set his sights on the other three Blood Emperors.

Quinlan was one of them.

Loong Chen discerned Quinlan as the most formidable among the six Blood Emperors, comparable in strength to a human of the Emperor Level Advanced Grade.

Such prowess placed Quinlan on a par with the Daoist priest Qingyun.

“How dare you, such an insolent youth, challenge us three by yourself?”

Quinlan mocked Loong Chen’s bold approach towards them with a sneer.

Detecting that Loong Chen’s Qi was at the early stage of the Emperor Level, Quinlan believed that despite any strategies Loong Chen might employ, he stood no chance against their trio.

Eager to eliminate Loong Chen swiftly, Quinlan anticipated using his blood as an offering to the Blood Demon Formation.

“Allow me this task, Quinlan. It’s beneath us for all three to confront such an insignificant human.”

Another Blood Emperor beside Quinlan spoke with a cold and disdainful gaze towards Loong Chen.

Loong Chen was internally pleased, recognizing the underestimation as an advantageous miscalculation.

Seizing the chance to quickly defeat this Blood Emperor, Loong Chen saw an improved path to victory.

Thus, Loong Chen feigned rage to decrease his opponent’s guard.

“Be cautious, Sabat. Given that he has bested Luis, his capabilities should not be taken lightly.”

Quinlan maintained a degree of caution.

“His success was due to his allies. Now alone, I’ll easily dispatch him!”

Sabat expressed scorn, unaware of Loong Chen’s true strength, likely because Luis had withheld it to save face.

“Your life ends here, boy. Remember, Sabat is your slayer!”

With a peculiar shout, Sabat, wings flapping, charged at Loong Chen, brandishing a blood-red broadsword that radiated a chilling energy.

The sword in his grasp gleamed with a menacing chill.

“Your demise by the Blood Race’s Massacre Blade is an honor!”

Sabat bellowed as he surged towards Loong Chen, his blade transforming into a frigid beam targeting Loong Chen.

The blade’s chill preceded its arrival, signaling its lethality.

Loong Chen, eyes narrowed, recognized the formidable nature of the blade.

The overwhelming aura of death surrounding the blade indicated it had claimed over ten thousand lives.