Lord Game: I Have 100 Million Talents

Chapter 426 103: Sealed Resurrection vs. Sealed Resurrection

[Evil God Player Exclusive Skill: Void Alliance (Allied with all Void Creatures. As long as you do not initiate an attack, you will not be attacked by them.), Power of the Evil God (Transforms your Divine Chosen Soldiers into Evil God Soldiers, granting them greater power and faster growth.)]

[Abyssal Skills: Abyssal Power: Dark Slash (Basic attacks deal additional wide-area Dark Attribute Magic Damage.), Abyssal Power: Protective Shield (A heavy shield that blocks all types of damage and can only be reapplied after disengaging from combat.), Abyssal Power: High-speed Movement (Grants extremely fast movement speed.)]

[Power Assessment: Four-Star (Red)]

[Profile: A Lord Player who chose to follow the Void Evil God. However, he was not satisfied with the great power he possessed and, by a twist of fate, pledged allegiance to the even more powerful Abyssal Faction, becoming an Abyssal Apostle under the God of the Abyss. You cannot use the "Hero Enhancement" Talent to plunder the Abyssal Talent from a creature that has been subjected to Abyssal Erosion.]

Huh?

Sealed Resurrection?

Qin Feng's pupils constricted. 'This guy actually has the "Sealed Resurrection" Divine Gift?'

But on closer inspection, this terrifying ability wasn't a gift from a normal Destiny Deity, nor was it bestowed by the villainous Void Evil God. It was a Divine Gift from the God of the Abyss!

Tch!

'What a troublesome enemy!'

'The last time I faced the Evil Dragon Jinli, it had an incredibly potent Abyssal Talent, but not a single Divine Gift!'

'But this Zhao Gang before me not only wields an Abyssal Talent that's difficult for regular players to counter, he also possesses the "Sealed Resurrection" ability, which can directly threaten the real-world bodies of all Lord Players. This is far more dangerous than just being crushed by brute force!'

'Kill him!'

'I have to obliterate him completely, right here and now!'

'I can't afford to be like I was with those six GOC Magic Squad members, only shattering a third of their souls without completely sealing their resurrection ability!'

'This time, I must eradicate him, root and stem. I have to completely erase every trace of Zhao Gang's existence, leaving him no possibility of ever returning!'

With his mind made up, Qin Feng hesitated no longer.

He abruptly raised the Beheading Sword, the silver light of the blade flaring and instantly tearing through the gloom of the basement.

He executed his familiar opening stance in one fluid motion. His actions were crisp, without a hint of hesitation, every detail radiating a sharpness that had been tempered and refined countless times.

At that moment, Qin Feng's gaze was like an ice-cold blade, locked tightly on Zhao Gang. Pale golden Divine Energy erupted around him, the unstoppable pressure causing the very air to tremble.

Seeing this, a sarcastic smile touched Zhao Gang's lips, his eyes filled with disdain and contempt.

"Hmph! Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. You don't know your own limits!"

He sized Qin Feng up, the mockery in his voice undisguised.

"A mere Phase Three normal Lord Player dares to challenge me, a Phase Four Evil God Player?"

Then, his voice turned sharp, a bone-deep hatred swirling in his eyes.

"Don't you worry!"

"I won't give you a quick death!"

"I'm going to keep you alive and torture you, bit by bit, until you die. I'll use your endless suffering as a tribute to my dear brother, whose soul you utterly destroyed!"

Faced with Zhao Gang's hateful threat, Qin Feng's expression remained completely unfazed, not even a flicker of emotion in his eyes.

His tone was as casual as if he were discussing the weather as he slowly retorted,

"You're not going to kill me?"

"As an Abyssal Apostle, you're just going to waste your Divine Gift like that?"

At these words, Zhao Gang's expression changed dramatically. His pupils contracted to pinpricks, the sneer and malice on his face instantly freezing as if he'd been doused with a bucket of ice water.

'What!?'

'Abyssal Apostle!?'

'How could Tingfeng possibly know about that!?'

'Being an Abyssal Apostle was my greatest secret, a mark bestowed by the God of the Abyss himself! Even the Alliance Leader of the RXSEND Evil God Players Alliance only knew me as a "Genius Level" Evil God Player; he never suspected my true identity as an Abyssal Apostle!'

'But this Phase Three Lord Player, who wasn't even an Evil God Player, had seen through my greatest secret with a single glance!'

'Tingfeng?'

'Who the hell is this guy?'

'Could he also have ties to the Abyssal Faction and the God of the Abyss?'

'Or... is it possible?'

'Is Tingfeng's Reconnaissance ability so strong it can pierce the obscurity of the Abyss?'

'This guy... he's definitely not as simple as he looks!'

Countless questions flooded his mind, bringing with them an unprecedented panic. The once-stable Shadow Energy around Zhao Gang grew frenzied and chaotic, and his fingertips began to tremble uncontrollably.

"What is it?"

Qin Feng's voice remained level, but a teasing glint entered his eyes as he kept them fixed on Zhao Gang's panicked face.

"Zhao Gang?"

He drew out the name deliberately, his tone rising at the end as if taunting a flustered piece of prey.

"You seem surprised that I saw through your true identity."

He paused, then took a slow step forward. The pale golden Holy Light Halo expanded slightly, forcing the surrounding Shadow Energy to recede.

"So, why don't you tell me... what is it you Abyssal Apostles are trying to achieve?"

A faint, almost imperceptible smile played on his lips, and his tone became somewhat tempting.

"If your goals align with my interests, maybe I'll even join you."

Zhao Gang was thoroughly enraged by his words. The pent-up hatred exploded, and his face twisted into a vicious snarl.

"Join my ass!"

He roared the curse, his voice raw and hoarse with extreme rage. The Shadow Energy around him billowed violently, nearly solidifying into tangible claws.

"You killed my brother!"

"This is a blood feud!"

He glared at Qin Feng, his eyes a spiderweb of crimson veins, bulging from their sockets with pure hatred.

Every word seemed to be ground out from between his teeth, laced with bone-chilling venom and the reek of blood.

"I will fucking never let you get away! I will grind your bones to ash and scatter them to the winds! I'll make sure you are damned for all eternity!"

He roared as the Shadow Energy around him swelled, dimming the basement lights to a faint yellow glow.

"Even if you're one of the Abyssal Apostles!"

"Even if you want to become one!"

"I still won't spare you!"

His final word was a roar, filled with the madness of mutual destruction.

"Die!"

As the word left his lips, Zhao Gang threw his head back and roared. A blinding, dark purple halo erupted around him as he fully activated his primal identity as an Abyssal Apostle!

Berserk Abyssal Power surged from his body like a burst dam. The basement's stone walls shuddered under the immense pressure, and spiderweb cracks spread across the floor.

At the same time, his "Angry Divine Chosen" Talent, a gift from the God of Anger, activated simultaneously!

The Power of Anger he had accumulated from killing countless creatures instantly vanished. In its place, Zhao Gang's core Ability Values—attack, defense, and speed—skyrocketed. Dark purple Abyssal Energy and scarlet Power of Fury intertwined, condensing on his body to form an indestructible Shadow Armor that radiated an aura of pure annihilation.

In response, a sneer tugged at Qin Feng's lips. His eyes were filled with undisguised disdain, his voice dripping with crushing contempt.

"Hah!"

"Zhao Gang."

"Did you know?"

He slowly raised a hand. Pale golden Divine Energy danced on his fingertips, a stark contrast to the dark purple Abyssal Power radiating from Zhao Gang.

"I've killed an Abyssal Apostle before."

Qin Feng paused, his gaze sweeping over Zhao Gang's surging aura, his tone growing even more indifferent.

"It didn't have your 'Sealed Resurrection' Divine Gift."

"But its Abyssal Talent... was identical to yours."

"So, what do you think?"

"Do you really think you can beat me this time?"