Online Game: Starting with an SSS-Level Plundering Talent - Chapter 122

Chapter 122: Spatial Displacement Skill, The Return of the Gods

“Godslayer?” Glenn recognized John, his face filled with shock and disbelief. “Impossible! No one can escape from the Abyss!”

John let out a sigh of relief. He had arrived just in time; otherwise, Flame City would have been destroyed.

He looked at Glenn with disdain. “Did you really think the Abyss could hold me? Today will be the day you die.”

The air around John hummed with the sharp intensity of his sword aura, exuding a powerful presence.

Glenn involuntarily took a step back, momentarily intimidated by John’s imposing aura.

Owen, standing nearby, barked angrily, “What are you afraid of? He’s just a fourth-tier warrior! Kill him!”

“Damn it!” Glenn snapped out of his fear and cursed, launching the first attack. A dark orb of energy flew toward John with a shrill whistle.

John sneered and stood his ground, making no move to dodge.

Boom!

-0

The dark orb struck John and exploded, the powerful dark energy surging around him, yet it failed to cause him any harm.

“The Dark Laws? How is this possible?” Glenn was once again deeply shaken.

The power of the laws was something only ninth-tier powerhouses could wield, and yet this human, who was only at the fourth tier, had somehow mastered it. It was beyond anything Glenn had ever imagined.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, Owen attacked, charging directly at John.

Boom!

[You have been slain by Demon King Owen. Undying and Immortal talent activated…]

The notification appeared as John resurrected on the spot, his eyes widening in surprise as he looked at Owen.

Demon King was the title given to eighth-tier powerhouses of the demon race.

Owen had evidently reached the eighth tier, likely having inherited the Demon King’s power.

Though John’s strength had increased, even handling a seventh-tier opponent was challenging for him, let alone facing an eighth-tier legendary Demon King.

“Kid, your power of the laws will be mine!” Owen shouted as he charged at John again, undeterred by his resurrection.

Although John was immune to dark magic due to his mastery of the Dark Laws, he was still vulnerable to physical attacks.

Owen’s overwhelming physical strength meant he could kill John with ease.

Knowing he was outmatched, John quickly retreated, his eyes locking onto the stunned Glenn nearby.

He decided to deal with Glenn first before fully focusing on Owen.

“Die! Unrivaled Sword Dance!” John roared, unleashing the Unrivaled Sword Dance. Countless sword beams flashed through the air.

Splat!

Blood splattered, and two damage numbers appeared.

-341,950

-49,030

With a critical hit and true damage combined, Glenn’s health plummeted by nearly one-eighth.

“Get away from me!” Glenn shouted in panic, summoning a spear to force John back.

He then turned to Owen, fear in his voice, “My lord, this guy’s attack power is immense! I can’t fight him!”

John had mastered the Dark Laws, rendering dark magic ineffective against him, which significantly weakened Glenn’s abilities.

“Useless!” Owen snarled, brandishing a massive black longsword that whistled through the air as he slashed at John.

But John didn’t engage Owen directly. He swiftly dodged the attack and then lunged at Glenn again.

Run!

Glenn was truly terrified now. Without hesitation, he turned and fled.

“You can’t escape. Flying Sword Strike!” John sneered, sending a sword beam streaking through the sky to strike Glenn once more.

Boom!

Another set of damage numbers flashed.

Glenn lost another 400,000 in health.

With only around three million HP left, he couldn’t withstand many more of John’s attacks.

“Help me, my lord!” Glenn desperately called out to Owen.

“Idiot, run toward me!” Owen cursed, clearly unconcerned about Glenn’s fate. His sole focus was on killing John to obtain the power of the laws John had mastered.

Realizing his mistake, Glenn frantically ran toward Owen.

“Infinite Sword Array!” John’s cold voice rang out as a rain of sword blades descended, enveloping both Glenn and Owen.

Owen’s immense strength meant he only suffered minor true damage.

But Glenn lost another 300,000 in health.

“Die!” Owen roared, finally closing the distance to John. His black longsword, glowing with a faint purple aura, slashed down with terrifying force.

A soul attack!

John’s expression changed, realizing it was too late to dodge.

Splat!

-6,040,000

John was killed instantly once again, and though his Undying and Immortal talent activated, his soul took a heavy hit.

“Kid, be careful! You can’t withstand many more of these attacks!” the Undead Lord urgently warned.

John nodded slightly, understanding the danger of Owen’s attacks.

But this was the World of Gods. If he chose to flee, Owen wouldn’t be able to stop him.

“Hmph, I was right. You possess the Undying and Immortal talent,” Owen’s cold voice echoed, laced with contempt. “Let’s see how many of my attacks you can survive.”

John ignored Owen’s taunts and used Void Dance to once again close the distance to Glenn.

“Human, damn you!” Glenn was on the verge of collapse. His attacks couldn’t even scratch John.

While Owen only seemed interested in using him as bait, showing no concern for his survival.

After enduring two consecutive assaults, Glenn’s health had dropped by more than half. Panic set in, and he decided to ignore Owen, activating his Spatial Displacement skill to teleport away.

“Damn it, don’t run!” Owen cursed furiously.

He lacked any long-range physical attack options and could only strike at close range.

The Spatial Displacement skill was indeed powerful, allowing Glenn to reappear a hundred meters away in an instant. But its cooldown was long.

And John, using Sword Flight, quickly caught up with him.

Flying Sword Strike, Infinite Sword Array, and Unrivaled Sword Dance were unleashed in quick succession.

Glenn screamed in agony, powerless to defend himself as his health plummeted rapidly.

“Human, don’t kill me! I’ll give you the key to the Void Land!” Glenn was truly terrified now, pleading with John for mercy.

“You wouldn’t dare!” Owen roared, launching a dark arrow toward Glenn, not John.

John hesitated briefly, blocking the dark arrow, and then turned to Glenn with a cold glare. “Hand over the key to the Void Land, and I’ll spare your life.”

John suspected that the key to the Void Land might allow him to control it and potentially rescue Tony and the others.

“Fine, take it.” Glenn shot a cold glance back at Owen, then pulled out a key. Instead of handing it to John, he threw it toward Owen.

He hopes to provoke a fight between them and use the distraction to escape.

“Trying to play tricks?” John snarled, activating Sword Mastery. His longsword shot forward, intercepting the key mid-air and sending it back toward him.

He caught the key, but before he could examine it, Owen was already upon him.

A sharp blade glinted as Owen struck again, killing John instantly.

Undying and Immortal talent activated, and John resurrected on the spot.

However, his face was pale—suffering two consecutive soul injuries had taken a significant toll on him.

Ignoring Owen, John used Sword Flight to catch up with the fleeing Glenn once more.

“Human, I already gave you the key to the Void Land! Why won’t you let me go?” Glenn was in utter despair, his fear evident.

John didn’t bother responding. His sword aura hummed as he unleashed his Sword Immortal skills in rapid succession.

Glenn’s remaining health, already critically low, was quickly depleted.

[You have slain a seventh-tier epic demon emperor, earning 2.56 million experience points.]

[Plunder talent activated: You have acquired the Spatial Displacement skill, Flash.]

[Flash: A spatial displacement skill that cannot be upgraded; instantly teleport to a random location within a hundred meters. Costs 100,000 mana points, 10-minute cooldown.]

The notification flashed before John.

John was overjoyed—he had successfully plundered Glenn’s spatial displacement skill, Flash.

Although the ten-minute cooldown seemed lengthy, thanks to his Wrath of the Gods talent reducing cooldown times, it would only take a minute to recharge.

This was undoubtedly a life-saving skill.

“Kid, die!” Owen shouted as he charged toward John once more.

Without bothering to collect the loot Glenn had dropped, John activated Flash.

Buzz!

The power of space rippled, and John’s figure instantly reappeared a hundred meters away.

“Huh? Flash! How do you have Glenn’s skill?” Owen was shocked, dark energy gathering behind him to form a pair of wings as he chased after John again.

“Hmph, think you can catch me?” John sneered, using Sword Flight to fly away, putting more distance between himself and Owen.

John had already devised a plan to kill Owen, which involved summoning a god’s avatar to annihilate him.

But he needed to lure Owen far from Flame City to prevent any collateral damage.

“Stop right there!” Owen roared, furiously flapping his wings to give chase.

John remained calm, even deliberately slowing down to let Owen catch up.

Soon, Flame City vanished from sight.

John came to a halt, turning to face Owen with a calm expression.

“Why’d you stop running, kid? Out of mana?” Owen taunted, though he felt a sense of relief himself—his own mana was nearly depleted.

John, however, looked at him with disdain. “Run? There’s no need anymore.”

“Hmph, so you’ve accepted your fate?” Owen scoffed. He raised his longsword, ready to deliver a killing blow.

But John held up a hand, producing a jade box. “You’re strong, but how do you compare to a god?”

“What are you talking about?” Owen frowned, his voice cold. “Are you trying to stall for time? It’s pointless—you will die!”

With that, he lifted his sword to strike.

John calmly opened the jade box.

Buzz!

A surge of immense energy flowed out. Owen felt a strange kinship to this energy—it was powerful and irresistibly alluring.

From the jade box, a wisp of a Remnant Soul emerged.

“Demon Soul!” Owen exclaimed, his eyes widening in realization as he understood John’s earlier words.

The Demon Soul was a treasure powerful enough to threaten gods.

The gods would never tolerate its existence, and even though this was just a wisp of a remnant soul, its potent energy was enough to attract a god’s avatar.

“Kid, I won’t let you get away with this!” Owen snarled before turning to flee.

Rumble…

Thunder roared, and fierce winds whipped through the air as a terrifying pressure blanketed the entire area.

John had faced a god’s avatar before, but the overwhelming sense of helplessness still washed over him.

Owen’s body froze, trapped in place as he looked up in terror at the swirling clouds in the sky, which slowly formed into a massive, ominous face.

“You’re insane! You’re going to get us both killed!” Owen screamed, struggling against the crushing pressure as he cursed John.

“Is that so?” John responded with a cold smile before tossing the jade box to Owen.

Owen instinctively caught it, realizing too late that it was a ticking time bomb.

He tried to throw it away, but it was already too late.