Free Web NovelChapter 245: Chapter245-The Swarmborn Talent? It’s Mine!
Walker raised the giant axe in his hand, blood slowly dripping from its blade.
He listened as the trial space announcement rang out, finally obtaining the achievement he had dreamed of.
But Walker was not happy at all.
"John of the human race... Divine_River of the Demon King Council..."
After hearing the announcements, Walker’s expression kept changing.
Everything he had experienced so far felt like a dream.
He did not know which part had gone wrong.
That first Thousand-Killer Achievement had once been within his reach. Yet John had appeared out of nowhere and snatched it away.
Just as Walker felt unconvinced and wanted to prove himself, the second Thousand-Killer Achievement had also fallen into the hands of another powerhouse. It still had nothing to do with him.
"This round of the trial is filled with powerful contenders...
"I am merely one of those three."
Walker thought to himself.
"Then let’s see who survives until the very end!"
After three Thousand-Killer Achievement announcements rang out in succession within the trial space, the mighty figures of the myriad races who were closely watching this round of the trial could no longer remain calm.
They vaguely felt that the myriad races might have encountered another legendary golden age.
An era in which geniuses emerged endlessly, peerless prodigies swept across all rivals, and monstrous talents ran rampant without restraint was known as a golden age.
Every era had many geniuses. They stood above ordinary powerhouses.
However, peerless geniuses could suppress the geniuses of their era. Before a peerless genius, ordinary geniuses were as insignificant as ordinary powerhouses facing a genius.
And monstrous talents could suppress even the peerless geniuses of their era.
Such existences might not appear even once in hundreds of millions of years.
For hundreds of years, no one had obtained the Thousand-Killer Achievement.
Yet now, one powerhouse after another had seized that achievement in succession.
How similar was this scene to a golden age?
Those who could enter the trial space were all elite-grade beings of their races.
Those capable of suppressing the elite-grade beings of all races were naturally peerless geniuses.
Three such geniuses had appeared in the same arena.
This scene...
"It is somewhat similar to the era thousands of years ago, when the Divine Race and the Demon Race each produced an invincible prodigy and two supreme heroes competed against each other.
"In that era, all the geniuses of the myriad races lived under the shadow of those two powerhouses."
A mighty figure of the Divine Race recalled solemnly.
"John, Divine_River, Walker... all three of these powerhouses possess the strength to fight above their level."
A mighty figure of the Undead said gravely.
"Even ordinary peak Level 400 powerhouses might not be their match.
"However, John is human. He is destined to be suppressed by the myriad races.
"Divine_River is not a powerhouse of our myriad-race universe, but a peerless genius cultivated by the Demon King Council. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓
"The only one who truly represents the face of the myriad races is Walker."
Thinking of this, the mighty figure of the Undead could not help but sigh.
"I hope the final victor will be Walker.
"Otherwise... otherwise, we will have to pay a tremendous price to suppress both John and Divine_River.
"The trial ground of the myriad races cannot belong to humanity, nor can it belong to a powerhouse from outside this universe!"
Somewhere within the trial space, Level 400 powerhouses of the myriad races were fleeing for their lives like madmen, as if some terrifying flood or savage beast were hunting them down from behind.
"Run! Run! Run!"
A Level 400 Soulkin powerhouse used all his strength to flee.
"That sword-carrying powerhouse is far too strong. Once he locks onto you, death is certain."
At that moment, a figure emerged from the void and appeared before the Soulkin powerhouse.
He carried a sword case on his back. His white hair fell to his waist, and his face was cold and emotionless.
"Divine... Divine_River..."
Seeing the powerhouse appear before him out of thin air, the Soulkin powerhouse’s face turned deathly pale.
It was over.
He was going to die.
Divine_River coldly swept his gaze over the Soulkin powerhouse and flicked his finger.
A sharp finger wind shot out like an arrow leaving the bowstring, instantly piercing through the Soulkin powerhouse’s head and leaving a tiny hole between his brows.
Yet that finger wind did not lose momentum at all. It flew straight for ten thousand miles before disappearing, even causing ripples to spread through space as it vanished.
After killing the Soulkin powerhouse, Divine_River did not even glance at the corpse on the ground. His figure once again vanished into the void.
From beginning to end, he had never used the sword case on his back.
It was as if these so-called geniuses of the myriad races were not even worthy of making him draw his weapon.
Soon, the Level 400 powerhouses in this region were killed one after another by Divine_River.
Their deaths were all exactly the same.
Every corpse had a tiny hole between the brows.
The precision of the location and the area of damage were so exact that it was as if they had been measured by the most precise instrument, without the slightest deviation.
In another region of the trial space.
The Level 400 Swarmborn powerhouse Helor was in his hive-mother form.
Countless Level 400 insects of various shapes surged out from the hive, forming a sea of insects.
The sea of insects blotted out the sky and covered the earth. Wherever Helor was, that place would inevitably be drowned by the swarm.
When the Level 400 powerhouses of the myriad races saw the boundless sea of insects, they did not even have the slightest thought of resisting. They immediately turned and fled.
Those were countless billions of Level 400 insects.
Although they were all only at Level 400 Grade 1 strength, their numbers were simply too exaggerated.
Even a peak Level 400 powerhouse would feel their scalp go numb upon encountering such an insect sea.
Some powerhouses who were not good at escaping could not even outrun the Level 400 Grade 1 insects.
At this moment, one Level 400 powerhouse after another died beneath Helor’s insects.
Helor had been constantly paying attention to the number of powerhouses he had killed.
"One more. Just one more...
"I can also obtain the Thousand-Killer Achievement!
"Helor of the Swarmborn is not inferior to any powerhouse!"
Helor moved his hive body and frantically commanded his insects to spread even farther.
But at that moment...
Boom!
In the sea of insects ahead, countless insects were blown into the air.
The insect sea rolled backward, like a wave that should have crashed forward but instead surged in reverse at an even faster speed.
"This is..."
Within Helor’s field of vision, a streak of white-gold light rampaged through the insect sea without restraint.
Wherever it passed, countless billions of insects exploded one after another, turning into powder.
The white-gold light suddenly stopped.
John’s eyes lit up as he looked at the Swarmborn hive ahead.
"So it is a Swarmborn..."
A data panel appeared immediately afterward.
[Swarmborn · Helor] (BOSS)
Level: 400
Strength: Level 400 Grade 6
Race: Swarmborn
Racial Trait: Peerless Hive Mother (Plunderable)
Points: 999
Ranking: Fourth in the Trial
John quickly swept his gaze over Helor’s template.
At this moment, Helor used some unknown method to learn John’s identity.
"He is John of the human race, the one who was first to obtain the Thousand-Killer Achievement.
"The race told me to flee the moment I saw him... but his speed is far faster than mine. I cannot escape at all!"
He decisively chose to confront John head-on.
"John!"
A loud shout suddenly rang out from within the hive.
John raised a brow.
Helor said, "I have one technique that can suppress powerhouses of the same level. Do you dare try it?"
Without waiting for John’s response, Level 400 insects surged madly out of the hive.
Those countless insects gathered together and actually began assembling themselves.
In the blink of an eye, a strange humanoid entity formed from countless billions of insects appeared.
The bizarre creature was humanoid and stood ten thousand meters tall. Its aura continued to rise.
Very soon, the aura of the insect sea giant rose from Level 400 Grade 6 to Grade 7, then Grade 8.
John looked indifferently at the insect sea giant before him, calm and composed.
From the perspective of an ordinary powerhouse, Helor’s strength was indeed quite impressive.
Helor’s voice rang out once again.
"John, die!"
