CHAPTER 392: CHAPTER 165 SUPPRESSION

It was as if a silver-white storm had erupted, with Deceitful Snake Scale Liquid fluttering down, outlining all the air solidified by Ether, and those yet to solidify.

To Bologue, the Shadowless Barrier was no longer invisible, as the Deceitful Snake Scale Liquid spun wildly, swinging out countless blades, scraping against all obstructions with a piercing humming noise.

Fast was once again suppressed by Bologue, unable to lift his head, lacking any of the powerful demeanor a Prayer Believer should have.

"Bastard!" Fast growled, feeling utterly humiliated as a Condenser, being suppressed by someone like Bologue.

He attempted to counter-attack, but to protect himself, the air around Fast solidified, layered with Deceitful Snake Scale Liquid, plunging his vision into darkness.

Violent attacks came from all directions, and with his sight obstructed, Fast couldn’t find a target to counter-attack, forced to endure everything passively.

Amidst the frenzied assault on Fast, Bologue gradually unraveled the nature of his Secret Energy.

This Secret Energy seemed to command the air, different from Palmer’s Secret Energy·Wind Source that was freely and deceitfully mutable. Fast’s Secret Energy leaned toward altering the nature of air, transforming it from a fluid gaseous state to a solidified, unseen solid state.

The sharp daggers sliced onto the Shadowless Barrier, emitting a metallic hum, unlike the gaseous state Bologue was familiar with, it more resembled invisible metallic armor.

Not only commanding the Commanding School, but Fast’s derivative sub-school was very likely the Illusion Creation School, allowing him to impose this fantastical nature onto real materials, enabling such contradictory properties to coexist peacefully.

As Bologue pondered his opponent, the covered Deceitful Snake Scale Liquid wriggled, one after another spheres appeared out of thin air, densely packed, around a thousand, surrounding Fast.

Accentuated by the Deceitful Snake Scale Liquid, it seemed like a myriad of bullets, always ready to discharge and penetrate.

If no target could be found, then firepower would cover every corner.

The Alchemy Matrix burned brightly, and under Fast’s will, all the bullets were launched at high speed, easily smashing through rock and steel they touched...

Constant roaring blasts, ears completely enveloped by the noisy impacts, even the rock walls around became pitted and pocked.

Fast felt he had hit Bologue, judging from the retreating Deceitful Snake Scale Liquid, indicating the sealing Silver Snake was continuously retreating, light gradually returning to his vision.

Just as Fast felt the joy, another layer of darkness enveloped him.

He looked up, only to see several towering stone hands firmly slapping down towards him, layer by layer covering, completely enveloping Fast and the Shadowless Barrier around him.

Bologue put down the Round Shield, which was full of dents. To resist the Air Cannon shots, Bologue’s arms were completely numb.

But correspondingly, Bologue had captured Fast.

The Round Shield disintegrated into Deceitful Snake Scale Liquid and fused into Bologue’s sleeve. He half-knelt and slammed into the ground, a green light track instantly covering every inch of the ground, reaching the limit of Bologue’s Secret Energy.

"You bastard..."

Fast tried to speak, but he couldn’t. The ground beneath him crumbled, while above, layers of rocks continuously covered him, pressing him underground.

Dull sounds continuously echoed from beneath the ground, causing the surface to tremble. Fast struggled furiously, but against the constantly advancing rocks, his resistance seemed so futile. Not to mention, once deep underground, he couldn’t manipulate any air.

The weakness of the Commanding School lies in this point; once it loses a target to command, much of the threat from Secret Energy diminishes.

Bologue mercilessly watched the agitated ground, where rocks were tightly compressed together, like a colossal coffin, sealing Fast within.

Bologue originally wanted to destroy the entire ground and push Fast into the Abandoned Land. Unfortunately, the rock thickness was too great, and the Summoning Hand couldn’t completely cover it.

Even with insufficient strength, Bologue still suppressed Fast in the deep darkness, and with the passage of time and Ether consumption, Fast, who excelled in imprisoning and killing others, would suffocate and die in Bologue’s cage.

Fast at this moment also realized his predicament. The Shadowless Barrier created a vacuum sphere around him, preventing the rock’s pressure from advancing.

Defense remained perfect, stalemating with Bologue’s offensive, but now Fast could only utilize the surrounding air.

To escape the predicament, Fast needed to inject air into Ether, imbuing it with fantastical properties, transforming it into gaseous stone, and firing it like a cannonball.

But once that’s done, Fast’s perfect defense will also show some gaps, after all, the air that can be used underground is only so much.

Fast didn’t hesitate for long, the ether intensified, fully releasing the power of the Prayer Believers.

The glow of ether shone brightly, followed by a thunderous roar, the rock pressing down on Fast’s head was penetrated in an instant, and hazy light poured down.

The Shadowless Barrier is not only suitable for defense, its offensive means are equally strong, the air cannon is like an invisible cannonball, except for the rapidly approaching ether response, the enemy cannot detect its presence at all.

The isolation between Fast and the air was broken, he once again had a target to command, the gaps in his defense were quickly filled, and at the same time a silvery white light flashed by.

In an instant, the silver light surged like a dazzling ribbon.

Previously trapped underground, the glow carried by his own Alchemy Matrix couldn’t fully illuminate the darkness, so Fast hadn’t noticed these things moving in the dark until the light reappeared, he could see it all clearly.

Countless silver white snakes were swiftly slithering around the barrier he constructed, now, with Fast using part of the air as cannonballs, his perfect defense also showed a gap.

The gap was small, only the size of a fist, but just this little gap transformed into a death gate for him. With relentless searching, Bologue discovered this gap immediately, and countless swirling snakes rushed through the gap.

Fast attempted to fend them off, but he was ultimately too late, by the time he noticed it all, Bologue’s attack had already been completed.

A sharp pain came from his ankle, the snakes solidified into barbed arrows, viciously penetrating Fast’s flesh, Bologue intended for the Deceitful Snake Scale Liquid to continue proliferating, but he clearly couldn’t break through the Rectangular Soul Critical of the Prayer Believers, and the silver snakes within Fast’s body couldn’t extend further.

But this was enough, the silver snakes twisted into a chain, then Bologue pulled it taut, Fast’s body was uncontrollably dragged out of the ground by Bologue, in mid-air he launched an air bullet at Bologue.

Bologue couldn’t see the air cannon’s presence, but he could see the snake swarm being shattered in mid-air, the next second the ground where he stood plunged steeply, as the depression spread, Bologue threw a grappling hook to the side, easily avoiding the attack.

The grappling hook pulled Bologue, who then pulled Fast, he was like a fish hooked by Bologue, being dragged forcefully, rolling embarrassingly on the ground several times.

Unending pain sliced through Fast’s will, he never expected to encounter such a tricky enemy as Bologue, Fast struggled to get up, decisively slashing at the silver snake that pierced his ankle, severing the chain’s connection with a blade.

Not giving Fast any chance to catch his breath, Bologue pulled the trigger again, bursts of gunfire sounded, and the shattered bullets sped towards Fast.

This level of attack was obviously useless against Fast, not to mention he was already back on the ground, the air solidified into barriers heaped beside him, this time he gave Bologue no chance.

The shattered bullets were deflected, but Bologue stubbornly kept pulling the trigger, rushing towards Fast, continually closing the distance between them.

Another gunshot roared, the searing dragon breath approached head-on.

The Dragon Breath Bullet whipped up immense flames, engulfing Fast, but like Aimou using the Fire-Calling Staff on Fast, Bologue’s Dragon Breath Bullet was easily divided by the Shadowless Barrier.

Amidst the roaring sea of fire, Fast panted heavily, bracing himself with his blade, the injury to his ankle completely hindered his movement, now he was powerless to chase Aimou, moreover, he had to figure out how to survive Bologue’s ferocious assault, waiting for reinforcements.

What a humiliation, Fast was actually suppressed into such a state by a Condenser, and what’s more humiliating was that this Condenser continuously attempted to surpass Tiers to kill him.

The roaring dragon breath dispelled the winter’s chill completely, Fast called upon ether, and outside the solid barrier, air continued to be solidified into bullets, slamming towards Bologue incessantly.

Bologue originally intended to rely on the tendrils of the dispersed Deceitful Snake Scale Liquid to sense the air cannon’s trajectory, even when there’s a delay in perception, it was enough for Bologue to perform certain evasive maneuvers.

But now Bologue suddenly realized something, he could sense the swirling ether, at this moment the amplification of the Triple Trials became apparent, combined with the experience gained from previous battles, Bologue could, to some extent, achieve Ether Perception.

The perception was very faint, but it was entirely sufficient to deal with the current situation, with high-speed maneuvering, Bologue twisted and turned, dodging the bombardment of the air cannon.

In the blink of an eye, Bologue had arrived in front of Fast.

"What a foolish act!"

Fast mocked, fighting with him, Bologue surprisingly didn’t widen the gap but rather closed in on him. He was ready to crush Bologue, but a cold chill crept up his spine at that moment.

The Face of Horror, fully unleashed.

Under the rampant terror, Fast could only see a mass of grey mist, and within that mist, a pair of icy green eyes stared coldly at him.