Bishop (Fake) watched as the long spear was frozen, a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth, his eyes widened, almost emitting a colder breath.
With a slight exertion of his left hand, Bishop (Fake) managed to catch one arm just before it was affected by the ice, and actively crushed the entire spear;
The shattered fragments of the long spear entangled in his palm, Bishop (Fake) then raised his right fist high, aiming to strike Wang Xiaole who had approached in front.
Wang Xiaole felt there was nothing to evade.
In that instant, he lifted the sword hilt, straightened his right arm, and held the sword in front of his forehead to meet the fist that followed.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Due to the fist of Bishop (Fake), enhanced by the shards of the long spear, which were a concentration of light elements, the power was extraordinary;
What seemed like a normal punch, upon landing, had the power equivalent to a detonation of a large-scale magic spell.
As the dust rose, Bishop (Fake) did not think that was enough, and then swiftly swung his scythe to deliver a hacking strike forward.
With a "crack," the scythe blade chopped down, creating a deep crack;
The dissipating smoke immediately blew to both sides.
At that moment, a straight leg whipped out, transforming into a swift shadow, zeroing in on Bishop (Fake)'s face.
Smack!
Unable to dodge, Bishop (Fake) took the blow full on his side of the face, causing a little blood to flow from his mouth and nose.
However, Bishop (Fake) did not react by retreating or leaning back due to the blow.
In the next moment, a majestic holy power surged from the swollen side of Bishop (Fake)'s face;
Faintly, it seemed like scales were emerging from his face;
As the layer of scales covered the opponent's face in an instant, Wang Xiaole felt something was amiss subconsciously and reflexively withdrew his leg to release the kicking posture;
A second later, several spikes extended from the side of Bishop (Fake)'s face, shooting out consecutively.
"The Skin Piercer"!
Bishop (Fake) could shape light elements into anything and control those creations to appear at any position, including on his own body.
The several spikes created from light elements seemed to be tracking, swiftly changing course towards Wang Xiaole when he sidestepped.
Witnessing the complete control of forbidden spells by the opponent, Wang Xiaole couldn't resist the urge and promptly activated his own forbidden spell.
In a blink of an eye, Bishop (Fake) observed as the space around the opponent distorted significantly, with his body as the core.
At the moment of the spread of the forbidden spell's fluctuations, four transparent rhombus-shaped mirrors appeared out of nowhere in front of Wang Xiaole.
In the instant the four mirrors merged into a giant transparent cube, the spikes that were rapidly coming towards him landed precisely on it.
The shining spikes, fundamentally created from non-physical objects, were inevitably affected by the effects of the forbidden spell.
At the sound of impact, the spikes not only failed to break through the obstruction, but instead turned back into several beams of light;
These beams shot back in the direction where Bishop (Fake) stood.
In response, Bishop (Fake) waved the tightly held scythe, cutting off all the beams rebounding towards him.
At the same time, Wang Xiaole once again attacked with his sword.
This time, the (fake) bishop did not give the opponent time to hit him;
Now, on the surface of his skin, there were over a dozen shiny drops of sweat forming;
These beads of sweat rapidly transformed and soon extended into the shapes of those long thorns from before.
"Triple Thorn!"
Just as the (fake) bishop had mentioned, in a flash, an attack similar to the earlier long thorns shot out in three waves.
"The same move cannot be used against me twice!"
Wang Xiaole spoke a line the opponent did not understand, and at the moment when he was poised with his sword, he used his jade hand and then his long legs successively to flick out, resolving the three successive waves of long thorns with his own flesh and blood.
At that moment, the (fake) bishop's feet scraped the ground as he was forced back, but Wang Xiaole's speed was even faster, appearing right in front of him.
The sword edge that had been poised finally swept down, and the sword's light that followed tore through the air, fiercely aiming at its target.
Crack!
As the sword fell, the (fake) bishop's arm was instantly severed;
However, before a large amount of blood could flow out, a burst of light elements covered the location of his wound.
Under the shining light, tendons and muscle once again regenerated, and the severed hand of the (fake) bishop immediately healed, looking no different from before.
This was the advantage of doppelgangers.
Although the power of a doppelganger could not compare to the original, it could do something the original could not, that is, to possess an astonishing healing ability!
Perhaps Wang Xiaole had foreseen this possibility, which was why he had mixed something else into his previous sword strike...
Hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss!
The scorching flames burned inside the (fake) bishop’s body, and the flames ignited precisely within his already injured wound.
"You attached fire elements to that sword?"
Although posed as a question, the (fake) bishop still maintained belief in his judgment.
The answer he received was in line with his current thoughts:
"No need to thank me, it's something I should do."
Wang Xiaole flashed a bright smile, revealing his shining white teeth as if he could be a toothpaste spokesperson.
At this moment, for the (fake) bishop, it was indeed the most difficult time.
The raging flames inside him were no small matter and would take considerable time to douse;
And if he paused now, he might be turned to dust by the long sword before he could extinguish the fire.
Fight with all your might!
At this point, the (fake) bishop had no better choice.
Now it was a matter of seeing whether the flames would turn him to ashes first or if he would defeat his opponent in front of him.
In an instant, waves of continuous purple radiance surged, layers of holy power stacking on top of each other;
Such formidable power caused even the void of this world to shake continuously.
The (fake) bishop took a deep breath, unleashing all his power;
Countless light weapons, more than ten thousand in number, formed above his head and began to gather;
Above the (fake) bishop's head, the weapons turned into a massive surging stream, squirming like a giant python when viewed from afar.
After a blink of an eye, the (fake) bishop launched his most powerful strike!
At this moment, Wang Xiaole held the sword in his right hand, while his left hand pointed towards the blade;
Instantly, two-colored radiance rose above it, carrying a deep and distant breath, as if it could cut through the heavens above and the depths below.
After a few breaths, outside the edge of Wang Xiaole's sword, there were countless sword shadows converging, also transforming into a majestic surge;
With one strike, the surge roared into a two-colored beam that pierced through the clash of the holy and demonic forces, causing the ground to be forcefully lifted off.
The intensity of this attack shattered the void directly, with countless spatial shards swirling into the air;
Many fragments coiled around the surface of the sword, exuding a more terrifying momentum than before, making its power appear more fearsome;
That unmatched momentum seemed to be on the verge of completely crushing everything blocking its path in an instant!
In the brief moment when both sides held their breath, the beam and the surge inevitably collided head-on.
Wang Xiaole was well aware of the opponent's strength, knowing that just this avatar alone was much stronger than the Red Cloak Archbishop he had fought before.
Wang Xiaole was even more clear:
At this moment, he could only unleash half of his full power from his peak.
Even though his own strength couldn’t be fully exerted, Wang Xiaole could still affirm:
Against just an avatar, he didn’t need to use even half of his strength!
To confirm his speculation, in the next instant when the resounding of the Thunderous Sword Chant filled the air, the beam, like piercing through, gradually destabilized as it passed through the center of the surge.
That moment was as if the earth shook and the mountains trembled.
The layers of holy power spiraling around the outer edges of the surge, together with the elemental light, continued to crumble;
To the (pseudo)archbishop’s eyes, the visual impact of that moment was as if witnessing the world collapsing.
Buzz!
In the next instant, an unparalleled beam of light descended from the sky with infinite destructive power, enveloping the entire body of the (pseudo)archbishop without missing a spot.
Where the beam passed, the protective shield formed by light elements was pierced;
Following a twist of the sword, the beam split into hundreds of thin lines, resembling a torrential rain downpour.
The (pseudo)archbishop could only retreat, continually moving back;
However, the beams had no intention to spare their target, immediately following wherever he retreated to.
Realizing he might not survive this calamity, the (pseudo)archbishop ceased moving his legs, standing still in place;
He no longer sought to evade, just allowing his innermost holy power to surge out through the continuous swaying of his robe, forming a layered shield of light in front of him.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Countless beams pierced into the shield, continuously advancing like aggressive snakes.
After only a few moments, the interior of the shield was filled with sword light, and as the shield, formed by holy power, was pierced through, it quietly collapsed as the light passed through.
With a *puff* sound, numerous sharp beams directly penetrated the target who had lost all defenses, leaving countless tiny holes on his body.
Meanwhile, Wang Xiaole approached with the sword in hand;
To prevent the opponent from healing, he aimed at the (pseudo)archbishop's vital spot and decisively struck down!
