Blaine carried the Dragon Trident behind his back, then moved his wrists and ankles as if something big was about to happen.
At this moment, if someone looked carefully, they would discover that tiny spots of bright light seemed to be slowly appearing on the shaft of the Dragon Trident behind Blaine. Even more astonishingly, those spots seemed to be alive, moving slowly. Their target appeared to be Blaine's palm.
Spots of light continuously emerged from the body of the Dragon Trident like a stream, constantly approaching Blaine's palm and forming a bright glow.
In addition to the mutation of the Dragon Trident, another part of Blaine also seemed to be shining at this moment.
Following Blaine's body downward, one would finally see that beneath the soles of his feet, inside the shoes of his Hunter suit, there was also a faint light.
Thinking carefully about all of Blaine's equipment, it seemed that apart from the Hunter suit, there was one more piece beneath his feet.
That's right.
That equipment was the Boots of Forced March.
Do not forget, after Blaine bought them, he had wondered what to do with the extra pair since he already had matching shoes. Then, the Boots of Forced March transformed into a pair of insoles, which Blaine placed beneath the soles of his feet.
At that time, when Blaine bought the Boots of Forced March, it seemed to have been for their speed bonus, in order to continue improving his own speed, break through the speed barrier, and surpass the speed of light.
Back then, when he bought this equipment, Blaine's ultimate goal had been to compete with Quicksilver and see who was faster. He had not expected Quicksilver's death to come so quickly, catching Blaine a little off guard...
However, at this moment, the Boots of Forced March were shining brightly. Obviously, this was where they were about to come into play.
Could it be that Blaine was going to use absolute speed to destroy these tens of thousands—no, tens of millions—of ice sculptures?
Suddenly, Blaine shattered the space beneath his feet with an explosive step. Using that force, his body shot down from the sky.
His direction was directly below—
Into the group of ice sculptures.
At this moment, Blaine seemed to have transformed into Quicksilver.
No, he was faster than Quicksilver.
Even faster than lightning.
This speed had already surpassed the speed of sound, and even surpassed the speed of light.
However, while using his strongest speed, Blaine tried his best to avoid touching that critical point, that threshold, that barrier. In this way, Blaine could maintain his maximum speed without breaking through the barrier and tearing directly through space, which would cause him to travel to an unknown space like last time.
Of course, when Blaine first came to the world of dark matter, he had discovered that the spatial barriers here were extraordinarily strong. At Blaine's current speed, even if he did not deliberately restrain himself, it seemed he would not be able to break through the barriers here as easily as he could in the outside world.
However, looking at Blaine's next actions, it seemed things were not as previously imagined.
Blaine did not smash everyone apart with speed beyond light.
Instead, he merely touched them.
Some of them were not even touched. He simply waved his palm in their direction, and after a bright light flew past, Blaine quickly skipped over the area.
At this moment, Blaine seemed like a flash of lightning.
That lightning flashed through the crowd at an extreme speed. Just the whirlwind generated by Blaine's rapid movement blew away hundreds, perhaps even thousands, of the ice sculptures around him. A lightning-like figure shuttled freely through every corner of the battlefield.
No, he was a hundred times, a thousand times faster than lightning.
"Ugh…"
"Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo…"
At a certain moment, Blaine's body finally stopped.
In midair, Blaine panted heavily, as if everything he had just experienced had not been easy. It could even be said that Blaine was exhausted.
However, if there had been outsiders present just now, they would have been utterly shocked.
Because from the moment Blaine rushed into the battlefield with that explosive step to the moment he came out panting heavily, only three seconds had passed.
It was difficult for ordinary people to understand what three seconds meant.
What could be done in three seconds?
A few words could be spoken. One could not even walk ten meters. One could not complete any major physical movement. It could even be said that, for a normal person, three seconds was enough to do almost nothing at all.
However, just now, Blaine had taken only three seconds to eliminate an army with terrifying momentum.
What terrifying speed.
What terrifying strength.
It was world-shaking—no, it was simply thrilling and terrifying.
Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack!
Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack!
Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack!
In the next second, Blaine recovered and looked down at all the places he had touched or swept past below. They were all showing the same strange reaction.
Accompanied by a sizzling sound, it sounded as if something was being corroded again, like hot water being poured over ice cubes, or sulfuric acid being poured over pigskin.
Two or three seconds later, the white mist gradually dissipated.
No.
To be precise, it should have been eroded by dark matter.
The smoke dispersed, revealing the battlefield beneath Blaine's feet.
However, the scene before him was definitely enough to make anyone turn pale with shock. Of course, Blaine remained expressionless, as if all of this was within his expectations.
Because at this moment, beneath Blaine's feet, the cavalrymen and warhorses that had been frozen by the dragon breath had all disappeared without a trace, as if they had been taken away by the white mist.
Now, the entire battlefield was empty, as if the previous ice sculptures had never existed, and those cold currents and frost had all been nothing more than an illusion.
Without the ice sculptures, the scene before Blaine once again returned to the appearance of black clouds formed from the dark matter energy summoned by Dormammu.
Looking at the battlefield he had dealt with at lightning speed, Blaine's eyes became sharp again. With a serious expression, he stared at the only remaining ice sculpture.
That was the leader of the army that had now disappeared.
As for why this had happened, the principle was actually very simple.
Do not forget, after the Heavenly Dragon Trident was upgraded, it gained one more subsidiary skill. Although this subsidiary skill was only an evolution of the previous Curse Blood Knife's nature, it was still a true skill.
Yes, that was exactly right.
It was Moon Bite, one of the four subsidiary skills of the Dragon Trident.
At that time, after the promotion, the poison had evolved into Moon Bite.
And Moon Bite had been set by the system with a zero trigger chance.
But that zero did not mean it could never be triggered. On the contrary, it meant it could be triggered anytime, anywhere.
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