Chapter 676 Grand Finale [1]

Chapter 676 Grand Finale [1]

Michael jumped through space with Cosmic Stride like crazy, churning through his energy pool as if he had unlimited origin energy to use.This chapter is updated by nov(e)(l)biin.com

He unleashed the Cursed Seals and allowed the Extraction Aura to expand. Michael didn't even think about restraining the Extraction Aura. He unleashed its fury, allowing the Extraction Aura to consume whatever it wanted, ensuring that his energy reserves remained filled to the brim.

Using spatial-attributed origin energy to supply Cosmic Stride alongside ten layers of Enhancement, Michael managed to cross a distance of dozens of kilometers with every use of Cosmic Stride. He added one of the Soul Grimoire's Soul Tears to amplify Cosmic Stride's potency as he invaded the enemy's territory.

Michael didn't hesitate to slaughter everyone who obstructed his path, though that was hardly necessary. He leaped across the settlement walls and dashed to the settlement center where the Summoning Gate seemed to await Michael.

True Extraction Aura obliterated any potential threats in its range within seconds, granting Michael enough peace to approach the Summoning Gates calmly.

Once he reached the first main settlement's center, Michael focused the True Extraction Aura on the Summoning Gates to extract the Summoning Cores without wasting his precious time destroying the Summoning Gates.

The Summoning Gates resisted his attempts to extract the Summoning Cores at first, but 10 layers of Enhancement alongside a Soul Tear's amplification was enough to reinforce True Extraction. True Extraction's tremendous power impacted, damaging the Summoning Gate barely enough to extract the Summoning Cores.

The corner of Michael's lips tucked upward once he held the Summoning Cores in his hands.

"Stupid fools," He murmured, turning around to set the wooden manor on fire.

Following the destruction of the wooden manor and the removal of the Summoning Cores, the Lord Power linked to the anchors dispersed. One of the Lords lost his power. That was apparent when Michael's eyes landed on the citizens, whose terror and confusion he could sense throughout the entire settlement.

"That's one," He mumbled, teleporting out of the settlement with a single stride.

Michael didn't waste any time looting the treasure trove of the Lord whose power he had just taken away. There was no time for that.

Instead, Michael accelerated. He moved faster and faster, unleashing the Heavenly Beast Physique alongside Cosmic Stride, hoping that he would move a little bit faster.

However, what enraged Michael the most was the fact that the Westerners not only betrayed the Centrals and Southerners but also that they sacrificed their closest allies to backstab their contracted allies. It was messed up and fueled Michael with rage.

It was weird. He shouldn't be this angry, but it consumed him.

Yet, instead of shoving the anger aside by suppressing it with brute force, Michael decided to accept it. He let the boiling anger to sweep through his body, unleashing the true fury of the Cursed Seals. They grew across his upper body palpating like crazy, amplifying the rage that filled his heart.

Dozens of chains, created by miniature Cursed Seals that were tightly interlocked, manifested all over his body. They creaked and trembled as the golden Cursed Seals expanded. The activated Cursed Seals raged wildly, but the links of miniature seals never broke.

Michael experienced immense pain surge through his entire body, but he could tell that the pain caused by the Cursed Seals let him to tap into a bigger pool of power.

Dealing with the nine Lords and their armies wouldn't be that difficult, Michael could tell. They didn't expect a powerful enemy to appear before them, after all. No. Even if they expected him to attack, it wouldn't be an issue.

Maybe, it was arrogance, or just the unbending confidence in his Soultraits, but Michael was 100% sure that the Westerner Alliance wouldn't be an issue to deal with.

The entire Savannah Region wouldn't be an issue to deal with at this point. They were nothing but insignificant enemies. They were mere prey.

He was more than them. Better. Stronger.

As the thoughts ravaged through his mind, the Cursed Seals continued to expand. One of the seals crackled. Cobweb-like cracks spread across the Seal, unveiling what was hidden underneath.

The pain surging through him intensified.

At the same time, one strand of his black hair changed.

It turned silver, coated in star-like sparks.