C94 Chen'S Waging Art!

Avril had reached level 44, boasting a combat power of 380,000, surpassing Puluo.

Yet, even with her formidable defense as a tank, she paled in comparison to the Demon War God Arieti's million combat power and was instantly slain!

A single slash taking down a tank with 380,000 combat power? That was beyond ridiculous—it was the epitome of absurdity.

"Is this what a million combat power can do—transform the very nature of a fight?"

"Damn, Avril got taken out with one slash. If we step up, we'd probably not last through a single hit!"

"No wonder lasting ten minutes counts as a win. War God Arieti's power is like he's got cheat codes enabled!"

The terror was palpable among everyone.

If Avril couldn't withstand a blow from the Demon War God, it stood to reason that they wouldn't fare any better.

Chen Guo might fare slightly better, but against the outrageous might of Demon War God Arieti, he'd likely only endure a few more strikes.

The disparity in strength was insurmountable; they stood no chance in combat.

"Pathetic mortals, the power you so pride yourselves on is nothing but a trifle before me!" Arieti declared, his voice dripping with disdain. "I can already smell your fear."

With each word, Arieti seemed to deliberately amplify the pressure, his golden blade in hand, advancing towards them step by step.

Everyone except Chen Guo and Lei Kun seemed bewildered.

Chen Guo and Lei Kun were taken aback. Why hadn't the forced inheritance of talent activated?

They had a good rapport with Avril; she was part of their team. In theory, upon Avril's death, they should have inherited her powers.

But there was no sign of the inheritance talent triggering.

This left Lei Kun and Chen Guo baffled.

It didn't take long for them to realize why they hadn't inherited Avril's powers.

"Dao seeker Avril's Soul Lamp has been activated. Dao seeker Avril is reviving. Countdown: 10, 9, 8, 7, 6..."

After the ten-second countdown, Avril was resurrected on the spot, albeit looking significantly paler and weaker.

That's when everyone grasped that a revival item had come into play.

Chen Guo also possessed such a revival item, yet he had never found the need to use it—and he hoped it would remain that way.

"I was incredibly fortunate to find a revival item in a golden treasure chest, or I would've been done for!" Avril exclaimed. "But now, I've got a psychological shadow looming over me. I'm too scared to go anywhere near that Demon War God, Arieti!"

"Amusing, yet futile," Arieti, the Demon War God, sneered. "No matter how many times you're resurrected, I can slay you just as often. The same goes for all of you! Even with nine lives each, you're destined to perish here today. I can't fathom why my master considers you all to be so exceptional."

Arieti was closing in on the group rapidly.

The pressure on everyone was mounting by the second.

"Do we stand a chance?" Lei Kun asked Chen Guo.

"There's no certainty. A million in fighting capacity is a game-changer, and I doubt I'd fare any better than Avril," Chen Guo pondered, then added, "However, I might have a strategy to hold out for ten minutes."

"What's your plan?"

"I've mastered the Flying Thunder God Art. It allows for instant teleportation within a world, with no cooldown, and I can bring others along," Chen Guo explained. "If you can supply me with plenty of Origin Pills, I can keep us teleporting for a full ten minutes."

"I've got Origin Pills... take them all..." Lei Kun said, handing over a hundred Origin Pills to Chen Guo.

"I have some too. Here, take them!"

"And these are mine, for you!"

The disparity between a Legend and a regular trial challenger was stark, not just in strength but in wealth as well.

In this critical moment, there was no room for pettiness. They pooled their resources, amassing over two hundred Origin Pills—a fortune far exceeding the value of thrombin pills.

"Everyone, join hands. I'll connect with you and activate the Flying Thunder God Art!" Chen Guo instructed, grabbing Lei Kun's hand. It felt awkward, but with life and death hanging in the balance, such trivialities were irrelevant.

Lei Kun was pragmatic, linking hands with the others like children in a kindergarten circle.

"Planning to flee? Futile! My speed is like a bolt of lightning!" In a sudden burst, Arieti attacked, hurtling toward them like a meteor.

Everyone was taken aback. They were left with no choice; the Demon War God Arieti's combat prowess was simply too overwhelming. With a single strike, he had slain Avril, deterring anyone from confronting him directly.

"It's not over yet!" Chen Guo declared, activating the Flying Thunder God Art. In the blink of an eye, he whisked everyone away, vanishing from sight.

When Chen Guo reemerged, he was already by Avril's side, extending his hand and urging, "Grab my hand!"

"Quite impressive speed, but I doubt you're faster than me!" Arieti, the Demon War God, was taken aback by Chen Guo's velocity, yet his confidence remained unshaken. "You can't run forever!"

With a burst of golden light, Arieti closed the distance in a flash, his body's glow marking his arrival in front of Chen Guo and the others.

He had surpassed the sound barrier, the air around him crackling explosively. His supersonic speed was a testament to his formidable strength.

Yet, Chen Guo vanished once more, and upon reappearing, he and the group were already a mile away.

"What? Did you just teleport?" Arieti exclaimed, startled. "Impressive indeed. It's no wonder you've caught the Master's eye. But teleporting with such a crowd must be incredibly draining. I'm curious to see how long you can keep this up!"

Undeterred, Arieti resumed his pursuit with his blistering supersonic speed.

Chen Guo continued to teleport, leading everyone in their escape.

The chase was on, but the disparity in their speeds was clear. Arieti's supersonic technique was undeniably swift, akin to a lightning bolt, yet it paled in comparison to the instantaneous movement of the Flying Thunder God Art, which made Arieti seem as slow as a crawling snail.

Utilizing the Flying Thunder God Art, Chen Guo led the group in evasive maneuvers. Despite Arieti's immense power, he was unable to gain any ground on them.

Two minutes passed, and Chen Guo had already traversed every nook and cranny of the world with the group, with Arieti relentlessly on their heels.

Chen Guo's energy was indeed depleting rapidly, but he was well-stocked with Origin Pills. Feeling his strength waning, he promptly consumed an Origin Pill.

At this stage, a single Origin Pill was sufficient to restore Chen Guo's magical energy. With two hundred Origin Pills at his disposal, sustaining their escape for ten minutes was well within reach.

Arieti was utterly infuriated, bellowing, "You miserable rats, despicable cowards, is fleeing all you're capable of? Have the courage to face me in direct combat!"

Chen Guo replied coolly, "You mentioned that we only had to hold out for ten minutes, right? Our tactics seem sound to me. Since you can't match our speed, you've essentially lost."