CHAPTER 555: CHAPTER 342: DEATH OF THE LAST GENERATION, THE HOLLOW OF THE RESTRAINT BELT

Thus, every clash of swords ended in Mu Long’s defeat. This time, his figure shot out violently like a kite with its string cut, barely unfurling wings like those of a crow to halt his upward trajectory.

At this moment, Oda Ehgo switched from defense to offense, raising his tachi to tear through the space around him, swiftly creating a thin rift. Once again using an old trick, he slipped into it, and immediately, a rift appeared behind Mu Long.

In an instant, it all happened too suddenly, like an assassin suddenly revealing the hidden blade from his sleeve. Mu Long had no time to react, not even a moment to turn and look back.

Oda Ehgo sprang forth from the time rift like an ancient lion, slashing his blade towards Mu Long’s back.

However, at that moment, starting from who knows where, another extremely dark domain spread outward, surging and overwhelming like a tide, covering a hundred meters radius.

In an instant, the domain enveloped both Mu Long and Oda Ehgo.

It stole Oda Ehgo’s sight and hearing while granting Mu Long a god-like vantage point.

In that moment, Mu Long appeared to be a fish swimming in the lake, or like an omniscient god, instantly unraveling every corner of the darkness.

Thus, he saw Oda Ehgo launching a surprise attack from the time-space crevice behind him.

"Behind me, are you?" Mu Long frowned, without hesitation, allowing the hilt of his sword to pass through his armpit, then raising his sword to defend in front of his back.

"Clang—!!" Oda Ehgo’s tachi thrust towards him at that moment, but the blade was blocked by the sword’s edge, and then Mu Long’s body was thrust forward by a massive impact.

"Did he release the Superpower Domain twice in a row?" Oda Ehgo turned back, exclaiming in shock.

"No, that was my superpower." As if having penetrated his thoughts, Black Cocoon’s soft voice came across.

If he hadn’t seized the opportunity to release the domain he had stolen at the moment of Oda Ehgo’s surprise attack, allowing Mu Long to gain sight within the domain, Mu Long might have already been run through the heart by Oda Ehgo’s tachi, breathing his last.

Oda Ehgo furrowed his brow, muttering quietly in the dark, "These two kids are really troublesome..."

Unrestrained, he abruptly raised his tachi, thrusting it over his head through a chaotic wind, then drew a massive black void in the air, devouring the entire domain within ten meters, even the atmosphere being sucked into it.

"Something’s wrong, where’s the other one..." After deflecting Mu Long’s sword again, Oda Ehgo’s heart suddenly realized with a jolt that Black Cocoon had been missing for a while now.

At this moment, Black Cocoon had quietly circled around to Oda Ehgo’s back, a dangerous aura looming from behind him, like a long-dormant viper finally bursting from the jungle, revealing its sinister face.

At this point, a restraint belt extended from Black Cocoon’s right hand, wrapping around Oda Ehgo’s waist.

In an instant, the restraint belt locked Oda Ehgo’s superpower while also stealing his "Space Blade."

[Superpower stolen from the Superpower User "Last Sword Demon"—"Space Blade" (drawing space rifts or creating small black holes with blade-like objects).]

As the cold voice echoed by his ear, each restraint belt of Black Cocoon shimmered with a chaotic hue. Meanwhile, blades emerged like scales from the restraint belt’s edges once more, only this time the blades were sharper, presenting an extreme black color.

As if capable of tearing apart time and space.

However, Oda Ehgo’s response was lightning-fast; he twisted his body, bent an arm, and drew his blade! The pitch-black tachi pierced through Black Cocoon’s chest in an instant, yet the feedback felt in his hand was as if it had stabbed into a piece of mud.

It wasn’t the feel of human flesh!

"Indeed... this is merely my incarnation."

The Restraint Incarnation grinned, then raised its right index finger wrapped in the restraint belt, using the blade at its edge as a knife to swiftly draw a circle in the air.

In the next moment, the circle suddenly transformed into a pitch-black void.

Oda Ehgo was stunned. At first, he thought he was hallucinating until the frightening spatial suction pulled him towards it.

"Impossible..." Oda Ehgo croaked, his pupils constricted to the extreme. In the next instant, his black kimono was torn apart, and his entire body was dragged into the chaotic spatial turbulence, lost in the most extreme chaos.

At the very end, Oda Ehgo saw his tachi being broken, the tip of the blade still lodged in Black Cocoon’s heart, covered by the restraint belt.

Black Cocoon grinned mockingly, extending a restraint belt that swayed gently in the air, as if waving farewell to him.

The black void drew closer, misty gray covering Oda Ehgo’s pupils. He realized he had fallen into a trap, Black Cocoon using itself as bait, intentionally leading Oda Ehgo to pierce the Restraint Incarnation’s heart with his tachi.

If Oda Ehgo had chosen to sever the restraint belt entangling him instead of piercing the other’s heart from the very beginning, he would not have met such an end.

"Hope you have fun playing with the Bee King on the other side... Though, you might not even meet." Black Cocoon murmured, watching the closing black void, as Oda Ehgo’s body completely vanished.

Mu Long paused for a moment before coming over, remaining silent for a while, "Thanks, Black Bug."

He knew, too, that if Black Cocoon hadn’t released the domain just now, Oda Ehgo’s surprise attack would have succeeded.

"You’re welcome, I told you you’d need my help. First, let’s see how things are going over there," said Black Cocoon, turning to observe the battle between the Father of Puppets and Ghost Bell.

At this time, a mechanical Buddha stood upright in the barren sands, its six hands each forming a different Buddha Seal, revealing divinity in every corner of its body, glowing with golden light. Steam waves spouted from its crevices, the sound of hydraulics and clattering gears constantly emanating.

The Father of Puppets and the monk Ajaya stood atop the mechanical Buddha’s shoulders.

The Father of Puppets folded his arms, looking down with lowered eyes, gazing loftily at a man in a silver-black combat suit and wearing a metal breathing mask in the distance.

One above, one below, they stood facing each other.

At this moment, behind Ghost Bell was a gigantic clock tower standing fifteen meters tall, its violent bells resonating through the air. He lowered his face, glaring fiercely at the Father of Puppets, a hint of bloodthirsty crimson in his pupils almost leaping out.