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140 Word Spirit!
🕑 Added 2025-08-05 11:38:28 +0000 UTCHoly Power!
When Russell was promoted, this ability once again demonstrated a unique and powerful force.
Its name was “Promise”!
The trigger condition: a fanatical believer!
When the pink-skinned girl was resurrected, her faith in him reached its peak—she had become the most fanatical believer, willing to devote everything to him.
At that moment, Russell could grant a unique power based on the deepest desire of the believer, turning them into a one-of-a-kind Angel.
At the same time, this derived power still essentially belonged entirely to Russell, the “Lord.”
Not only could he bestow it, but he could also revoke it at any time.
There was no possibility of betrayal.
“Go. Complete your revenge. Show me your power.”
“I will do as you wish, my Lord.”
Lagur spread her wings and soared into the sky amid a strong wind.
At the same time, the flaming chain at the center of the duel arena dissipated, and the Grandmaster’s hands were released.
He roared to the sky:
“I killed you once—I can kill you again!”
As soon as the words left his mouth, his body erupted in dazzling blue light, and a cross-shaped sword formed entirely of cosmic energy appeared in his hands!
He slashed upward toward the sky!
But the expected long-range sword attack never came. Instead, a rift tore open in the fabric of space!
The Grandmaster stomped the ground and was about to leap into the gap!
The audience erupted in chaos. No one had expected that the Grandmaster’s furious outburst was merely a distraction—his real goal was to escape!
Was this really the same Lord of Sakaar?
Most of the crowd were clueless, but a few interstellar bounty hunters were utterly shocked.
There was no doubt—
Just moments ago, the Grandmaster had been completely restrained by the flame chains, helpless like a lamb awaiting slaughter.
He was terrified of the man who had killed the Collector!
Russell remained seated calmly on his throne, completely unmoved.
Then, a cold voice rang out:
“Trying to run?”
The same words—only now, the roles were reversed.
The Angel of Vengeance clenched her fist in midair. Instantly, the sound of chains grinding filled the arena!
Golden chains burst from the void—some locked down the spatial rift tightly, while others coiled around the Grandmaster like golden serpents, sealing every possible escape route.
“Move aside!” the Grandmaster roared, slashing again with his energy sword.
But even an attack powerful enough to rip open space only struck the golden chains with a shower of sparks—it didn’t even leave a scratch.
His expression changed dramatically.
He realized that these chains were made from a substance far superior to cosmic energy itself.
The Angel of Vengeance then clenched her fist tightly.
In an instant, all the golden chains contracted like an enormous net, fully wrapping around the Grandmaster’s body—mummifying him and pinning him to the ground!
At the same time, the Angel of Vengeance descended!
A spear engulfed in white flames had appeared in her hand.
Boom!
The earth shook violently!
Like a bolt of white lightning, the Angel struck with unstoppable force—the spear pierced the Grandmaster through the body, pinning him to the ground!
In the next second, flames erupted from the spear's tip, burning furiously as they devoured the prey nailed beneath her.
At that moment, the entire chain suddenly collapsed, and countless blue mists of energy rushed out from the cracks. In the blink of an eye, the energy reformed into the Grandmaster, standing dozens of meters away!
But his face was pale.
A gaping hole had been blown through his chest, with white flames burning continuously at the edges of the wound. No matter how much cosmic energy surged to repair it, it couldn't heal.
This was the power of vengeance.
Unless the Angel of Vengeance died, the damage inflicted on her target would be permanent.
After several failed attempts to regenerate, the Grandmaster finally realized—it couldn’t be healed.
He turned to glare at the Angel of Vengeance, hatred burning in his eyes.
“You brought this on yourself!”
Boom!
The ground beneath the Grandmaster cracked like a spider web as he began to grow uncontrollably.
Ten meters.
A hundred meters.
A thousand meters.
In just a few seconds, he had become a colossal giant, nearly ten thousand meters tall, exuding a suffocating aura of power.
What shocked the audience even more was that the arena had expanded along with him—as if reality itself was being altered—and even now, the Grandmaster couldn’t break free!
He noticed it too.
A chill ran down his spine, and he didn’t dare glance at the man on the throne. Instead, he projected all his inner fear onto the cursed angel.
He locked eyes on the woman below—now ant-sized in comparison—and slammed his fist down like a meteor!
The air hummed, and space itself trembled under the force of the blow.
At some point, the stone staff reappeared beneath the Angel of Vengeance’s feet—occupying the very spot where she'd once been bound by flame chains.
It emitted transparent ripples, covering her in waves of holy protection.
Suddenly, her body stiffened, and a grayish-white petrification began creeping up from her feet, rapidly turning her into a statue.
At that moment, the audience could already imagine the angel being smashed to dust beneath that enormous blow.
It seemed the battle was decided.
But the Angel of Vengeance closed her eyes... and softly whispered:
“Praise be to my Lord…”
She opened them again, and blazing white light erupted from her eyes, bathing her petrified body in radiance. The gray-white stone faded away—flesh and blood returned.
At the same time, two more pairs of angelic wings emerged from the glowing light behind her.
Now with six wings, she looked skyward—not to flee, but to strike back.
With a furious roar, she shouted:
“Vengeance is before us!”
Her six wings flared at once, propelling her like a white comet toward the heavens. Her body transformed into a glowing white spear, burning with righteous fury.
The spear pierced the giant’s fist, shattered bone, tore through muscle, and burst out through the shoulder on the other side!
She reverted to her human form mid-air, hovering in front of the giant’s immense head.
With holy might radiating from her every word, she roared:
“KILL—
FROM CLOSE RANGE!”
At that moment, the Word Spirit's power activated!
The Grandmaster’s massive form instantly began to shrink.
He didn’t want to fight in close quarters—but he couldn’t control himself. Some invisible command had taken over, forcing him to charge straight toward the angel!
The next instant, a white blur flashed through his vision—then froze completely.
The Angel of Vengeance pierced through the Grandmaster’s skull!
Cracks spread rapidly from the point of impact until his entire body exploded into a thousand shards!
The audience was stunned.
A servant, once dead, had been resurrected and empowered, and now stood tall after defeating the Grandmaster—alone!
And the Grandmaster—one of the most feared rulers in the cosmos—had barely put up a fight.
All eyes turned to the man sitting calmly on the throne.
They could not even begin to imagine how powerful his master must be.
The next moment, under the stunned gazes of the crowd, Russell clenched his fingers slightly.
In an instant, the Grandmaster’s soul appeared in the air—suspended, its throat caught in an invisible grip, eyes filled with sheer terror.
He knew what was coming.
In that moment, dignity, the fear of death, and the instinct to survive all clashed within him, and he trembled uncontrollably.
Russell stared at him with icy contempt, about to speak—
When suddenly, his eyes flicked upward toward the sky.
Someone was coming.
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