I have an Apocalypse City-Chapter 927 - 928 The Contract (Extra for Jin Lin Tian

Chapter 927: Chapter 928: The Contract (Extra for “Jin Lin Tian Jue”)_1

Chapter 927: Chapter 928: The Contract (Extra for “Jin Lin Tian Jue”)_1

The Fallen Angel seemed to have realized something and became even more frenzied. Her sharp claws clashed fiercely with the Sky-breaking Sword, and immediately an invisible surge of energy spread out in all directions. Song Jian’s feet skidded across the ground as he retreated three to four meters back;

“Hisss, she doesn’t look very burly, yet who would have thought her strength attribute would be so high?” Song Jian stared at the Fallen Angel, his eyes revealing a look of surprise, but he quickly understood. It wasn’t that the Fallen Angel’s physical strength was exceptionally formidable, but rather, the dark energy within her was too powerful;

Billows of dark aura almost completely enveloped the Fallen Angel. Around her body, an invisible armor formed, resembling rolling fog. Soon, Song Jian found it difficult to discern the Fallen Angel’s appearance. Within the black fog, he could only faintly make out countless serpentine locks of hair constantly writhing and a pair of crimson eyes shining brightly through the mist.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh~

From the roiling black fog, arm-thick tendrils of black fog shot out like javelins tracing arcs through the air, heading straight for Song Jian;

Song Jian swung his sword to defend and easily sliced through these shooting black fog tendrils. Each time he severed one, it would revert back to black fog and dissipate into the air. However, as time passed, the number of black fog tendrils increased. Originally there were seven or eight, but now they had evolved to thirty or forty, and their number continued to grow;

Finally, Song Jian’s attack speed had reached its limit and he could no longer defend against the ever-increasing black fog tendrils. One tendril broke through his defense and pierced his left shoulder;

Instantly, a numbing sensation washed over his mind. Where the black fog tendril had pierced, a palm-sized Dark Mark appeared on his left shoulder. This blot, dark as ink, was still slowly spreading to other parts of his body;

A cool sensation emerged from Song Jian’s mind, letting him know that his innate ability “Thick-skinned” was kicking in. However, the previously unbeatable innate ability now seemed powerless against the Dark Mark, merely slowing its spread and its effects;

This realization made Song Jian’s heart sink. He had never cared about such negative effects before, and his inventory had never contained items like antidotes, status recovery potions, and the like.

Though the tingling sensation was alleviated, it still slowed down Song Jian’s reaction time. More and more black fog tendrils hit him. Although the damage was not high, with each tendril causing just over a hundred points of damage, the triggered Dark Marks were a cause for concern;

In no time, Song Jian’s upper body was almost entirely covered in palm-sized Dark Marks. The marks continued to spread, soon forming a patch. The marks on his neck had spread to his shoulders, while the ones on his shoulders now extended to his elbows, and those below had reached his abdomen;

Song Jian now felt as if his entire body was stiffening. Meanwhile, the black fog rolling around the Fallen Angel began to retract all the black fog tendrils, and behind her, a pair of wide black fog wings materialized, flapping nonstop;

“I told you, you’re going to die no matter what,” the Fallen Angel said with a victorious smile on her face as she leisurely walked toward Song Jian;

At this point, Song Jian’s attack speed had decreased by 45%, his movement speed had decreased by 60%, and his whole body felt as though it were bound by ropes, making even lifting his arms extremely difficult.

“What kind of move is this?” Song Jian asked in a grave voice as the Sword Qi within his body churned, combining with his innate ability to resist the invasion of the Dark Marks;

“It’s just a little trick created by the fusion of dark energy with my innate abilities!” The Fallen Angel said with a hint of a smile on her face. She walked up to Song Jian, raised her sharp claws, and hooked his chin;

“You possess a power that instills fear in others, and if you are willing to become a part of the dark forces, then I can spare your life!” the Fallen Angel chuckled. “Simply by signing this contract, not only will you preserve your own life, but you will also gain even greater dark powers!”

A black parchment scroll materialized out of thin air in front of Song Jian, floating quietly in the air. Glancing at it casually, Song Jian saw it was a Dark Slavery Contract and immediately lost interest in the Fallen Angel’s proposal.

“A slave contract? Do you intend to make me your enforcer?” Song Jian’s face showed a struggle as if he was fighting forcibly against the Dark Mark.

“Don’t even think about escaping the shackles of the Dark Mark. As time passes, dark powers will gradually corrode your body, and eventually, they will even seep into your sea of consciousness, obliterating your senses. By that time, you will become a dark beast that knows only slaughter, a fate worse than death!” The Fallen Angel giggled, her face void of its previous sanctity, taking on a bit of the flavor of an Abyssal Succubus.

“Don’t you realize how dangerous it is for you to be so close to me right now?” Song Jian suddenly said.

The Fallen Angel was startled and involuntarily took a step back. However, she quickly noticed that half of Song Jian’s body was covered with the black mark, even the right hand holding the Sky-breaking Sword, with the Dark Mark almost reaching his wrist. The mere thought of moving his arm had become a luxury, let alone swinging his sword to attack.

The Fallen Angel couldn’t help giggling, her seductive claws sliding over Song Jian’s cheek, saying mockingly, “The time you have to consider is running out. You have at most two more minutes before the Dark Mark spreads over your entire body. By then, even if you wanted to sign this contract, it would be impossible, as you will have already become a part of the darkness!”

“Azure Dragon Sword Body!” With a thought, a cyan aura surged out of Song Jian’s body, instantly clearing away the Dark Mark. At the same time, a set of cyan Sword Qi armor appeared on the surface of his body.

Perhaps it was because the Withering and Flourishing Azure Dragon Sword Body was only at level one, the armor looked nearly as frail as a layer of gauze, but Song Jian didn’t care.

The upper limit of his Vitality Points, which was already over seven thousand, soared in an instant to over twelve thousand. Although five thousand of those points were temporary life energy, for the thirty seconds, there was no difference between these Vitality Points and real ones.

Both his health and Spirit Points were instantly restored. With the Dark Mark expelled, Song Jian gained freedom of movement in an instant, and he thrust the Sky-breaking Sword viciously into the abdomen of the Fallen Angel.

The shocked Fallen Angel quickly retreated, the wings made of black mist on her back dissipating rapidly, revealing a pair of true dark wings that fluttered fiercely in an attempt to increase the distance between her and Song Jian.

Watching the Fallen Angel desperately trying to flee, Song Jian raised his left hand and whispered softly, “Withering Power!”

A gray aura instantly wrapped around the Fallen Angel, reducing her movement speed by 30%, and she became as slow as a turtle.

Mysterious Moonlight Sword!

Song Jian turned into a streak of light, rushing towards the Fallen Angel.

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