Chapter 615 Omnipotence



When he activated this new technique, Lothur immediately made a golden pulse start from his body, turning his surroundings into his domain, where he was all-powerful.

His soul was weak compared to those of the people in his surroundings. But his technique was special, and he would be invincible for the next ten breaths, even though he was much weaker than everyone else there.

Everyone within his domain would be restricted for the next ten breaths, and they couldn't hurt him with their attacks.

In a way, this was a defensive technique, even considering its ability to be used offensively.

Lothur was no fool, and as soon as he activated this technique, he moved to attack the strongest in the area, knowing that he would take no chances in the short time he had.

Unfortunately for many there, his speed was extreme, and ten breaths were enough for him to hit more than ten people!

As he moved in his first breath, Lothur saw those people forming terrible expressions as they felt the awful sensation of being under his dominion.

He then used the Elemental Staff in his hands and attacked with everything he had two enemies close to each other.

Using his physical techniques, he brutally acted against those two, severely bruising the abdomen of one and breaking one of the other's arms.

"Aaaaagh!"

They both screamed in agony, feeling doubly bad in this situation where they could do nothing to defend themselves or attack this all-powerful opponent.

Lothur's eyes glowed a deep red once again, and again he fired at a level 18 opponent, taking one more person out of the fight, but without killing him.

"Aaaaaaaaaaagh!"

Golden Finger!

For the next five breaths, he would use his physical abilities, his Soul Bones, and his artifacts to wound 8 enemies, 7 of them at level 18 and 1 at level 17.

Gravity!

The ability of his third Soul Bone was particularly powerful while he was using Omnipotence, even more so since this ability was related to his Will, one of his strengths.

Because of this, most of those people felt under pressure, finding it harder to move and even more vulnerable to him.

'Damn it!'

'That wretch has learned one of my techniques!' One of those men realized that Lothur had probably acquired such a thing from his dead subordinates earlier.

But noticing that, he was much more annoyed and shocked than before because Lothur had easily learned such a technique, having already reached the second mastery level of it!

He himself had not achieved this feat, so he could not counterattack this damned hybrid in front of him!

Arno saw Lothur's movements and took advantage of the situation to analyze the strength of this strange specimen.

Lothur was much stronger than he had thought earlier and strangely did not seem tired at all from the action earlier when he had used his bloodline.

But even as he noted these positives, this man also noticed weaknesses in his target.

'Keep spending your energy, half-breed. Soon this will give me your Diamond-grade Soul Bone!' Arno clenched his fists, seeing a glorious future ahead of him.

Another three breaths passed, and Lothur managed to act against four more people, finally showing his Dark Flames on 3 of these 4 individuals.

They were all Nascent Soul Transcendents, so he took advantage of the little time he had left under the effects of Omnipotence and made a few more slaves.

The other slaves he had made in the Flame Faction were in the surrounding area following his orders, but as long as the Omnipotence was working, they wouldn't be able to act in the same way as his enemies were being hindered.

Anyway, when there was only one more breath left before his time was up, Lothur finally activated his second soul technique, draining his strength even further.

Cruel Underworld!

When he did this, the darkness in the surroundings due to his Mortal Aura intensified. At the same time, he felt a pain at the base of his neck, feeling his attributes increasing once again. Still, he was already almost out of energy to continue.

Due to a new technique using his energies, he began to feel extreme pain while blood began to flow from his facial orifices.

However, even in pain, Lothur did not stop. Instead, he continued with his technique, finishing its activation.

When this happened, the black mist in the surrounding area condensed into black bodies that looked like shadows.

Those shadows came out of the ground below that area, emitting crackling sounds, showing those individuals something they had never seen.

"That technique..."

"What is it?"

Techniques based on the element of darkness were not well-liked by much of society, so those who learned such techniques did not always show them in public.

At the same time, someone having such a technique did not mean they had trained in it. In some cases, people would defeat enemies possessing such techniques and keep them to sell in the future.

This did not always happen, and techniques like this could easily be forgotten in the spatial rings of their owners.

Because of this, no one in the surrounding area knew where Lothur's technique came from, as no one in this prison had ever demonstrated such a thing.

But even though it was the first time everyone there had seen such a thing, they quickly understood how it worked!

In a fraction of a second, 15 shadows appeared from the ground in that area, coming directly from some corpses buried there.

When someone died in the Imperial Prison, something that happened frequently, they usually didn't have their bodies sent out of that place.

As such, the assassins themselves usually buried the bodies of their enemies right there!

"The wretch is using the remnants of the dead in the area to fight against us!" Arno exclaimed, feeling that this would make the fight a bit more difficult, as the darkness element was tough to fight against.

The dark element was extremely efficient, and its techniques usually didn't require much spiritual energy.

Precisely because of this, these techniques rarely required much energy to maintain after their activation, a problem for these men facing Lothur.

So when the last breath of time Lothur had run out, his allies and enemies finally began to fight without his direct involvement.

Lothur saw his injured enemies on the outskirts, unable to fight, retreating, while he himself knelt down, extremely tired.

He looked at the shadows and his slaves fighting those many enemies and tried to predict what would happen in this place.

'My allies are weaker and cannot stop all my enemies.' He clenched his fists as he forgot the pain in his body and the blood dripping from his facial orifices.

'I will have to rely on my Physique today!' He pressed his teeth against each other. 'If I am lucky, I will survive and dominate this place. Otherwise, that will be my end!'

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