Turns out I'm a Great Cultivator
Chapter 708: Mosha Becomes Bald
“Gah! You are so cruel!” The bright light illuminated the long night. It contained the most terrifying destructive power that not even the Wisdom Elite could resist.
In the fifth dimension, the Wisdom Elite that attacked the old man became the target of a brilliant light. Wherever the light passed by, his treasures and spells became void and soon, the five Wisdom Elites perished. The Wisdom Elite who did not attack the old man was safe but they were afraid of what was happening before their eyes.
“Away from me! Stay away from me now!” mosha yelled crazily while flapping her wings. He was a second step Wisdom Elite and possessed many Origins of Life.
The Warrior God Armor shone with a golden light, which then turned into a golden giant, protecting him as he fled. No one in the entire fifth dimension matched the brilliant light because it was the power of Origins, the source of all the energy in the fifth dimension, the pinnacle of all power!
Mosha's body was destroyed and regenerated again. “Master of the Blood Clan, what are you waiting for?” he yelled.
“Do not worry. All in good time! He helps us get rid of the other Wisdom Elites. After all, we never plan to give them any Origins,” said the ruler of the Blood Clan cynically.
“Oh? Does that mean you also wish I was dead?” asked the Warrior God in a low voice. He then appeared behind the ruler of the Blood Clan and used it as a shield against the incoming white light.
“I'll do it now.” The Blood Clan Master smirked and raised both of his hands. “Heavenly light Blood Purification!”
In an instant, the blood cloud formed a blood-red tornado, soaring into the sky. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a colossal ball of blood. It was an immeasurable aggregation of blood red energy and was almost a manifest manifestation. An incomparably tyrannical aura containing despair, hatred, and carnage radiated from within. The white light could not penetrate the blood ball at all and it actually bounced off of it.
“Curse you!” The old man's expression changed for the first time. From this ball of blood, he could feel the cries of all the spirits. It was composed of the blood of many beings in the fifth dimension. The blood Qi within it was almost terrifying enough to shake the entire seven dimensions.
“So, how did you find my Blood of All Souls?” The Blood Clan Master smiled triumphantly. “Do you really think I would do this without a plan? Do you think I won't know we'll be able to fight Origins by using the energy of all souls?”
“Hah! You must be dead!” The old man sneered and placed his hand on his golden cuff. The cuff flew up, turned into a golden ring, and shot at them with incomparable might while surrounded by the light of Origins.
At this moment, both Mosha and Warrior Gold felt a huge pressure coming at them. It was like an individual fighting the entire world and the pressure from that dimension was almost destroyed due to his strength. However, the ring still failed to penetrate the blood ball. They had reached a dead end and friction constantly distorted the space around them, making all the other Wisdom Elites afraid to approach him. It was truly a dimensional battle.
“Hahaha, an old man like you should have died long ago. Why insist on living? The sooner you die, the sooner you reincarnate!” The Blood Clan Master laughed, and under his manipulation, a ball of blood started rolling, sometimes like an angry dragon swallowing the sky, sometimes like an eagle shooting in the sky. It was orbiting a golden ring, wanting to press it.
At the same time, there was a bloody stream of energy coming from all over the fifth dimension. There was so much blood energy that it was enough to make the sea of bloody clouds stronger. On the other hand, the old man, who was at first half dead, had used his last breath to launch a previous attack. He was getting weaker until he coughed up blood, making his haggard face look extremely pale and exhausted.
“Give up, teacher. You know you can't stop us, so why not just let us?” the Warrior God.
“You don't know what Origins is really capable of. It would bring about a great disaster once it reappeared in the world. You all seek death!” said the old man in a hoarse voice.
“You're just trying to scare us. Let me help you hasten your death!” said the ruler of the Blood Clan with a contemptuous smile. With a thought, countless blood creatures flapped their wings and attacked the old man.
The old man was surrounded by the destructive aura of a white light and a ball of blood. Anyone who approached it would be completely annihilated. However, this did not stop the bloody creatures as they rushed towards him like moths to flames. A slight sweep of the destructive aura and they instantly turned into dust.
After all, there are too many of them. There was no visible end to the blood-red bat-like creature. The old man was completely engulfed by them and still more came from all over the fifth dimension. The entire dimension was completely covered by the terrifying blood creatures that danced and flew everywhere.
They turned into dust at the speed of millions per second and they did not seem to pose a threat to the old man. However, he was already standing on his last leg, and even using a little bit of his energy could be fatal to him. As time passed, the golden ring was completely covered by a blood red cloud. It can be destroyed at any time.
The old man continued to grow weaker as several bloody creatures made it through the barrier, injuring the old man. Wounds started to appear on his body but no blood came out as his blood had dried up at the final disaster.
Suddenly, a hole opened between Heaven and earth and a mysterious aura floated out from him while rainbow light gushed forward like a newborn sunrise that was poking out from his head. A magical power materialized, and although it was only accompanied by a faint aura, it made everyone tremble with excitement and admiration.
The master of the Blood Clan stared at the opening and said excitedly, “This is the Origin of the fifth dimension! Finally out!”
The Warrior God slowly walked into the hole and looked at it with obsessive eyes.
“Hahaha, yes! Yep! Origins mine!” he said with a trembling voice.
Mosha locked her eyes on the Warrior God and said coldly, “Origin from the fifth dimension.is mine!”
The eyes of the surviving Wisdom Elites were burning with desire when they sensed Origins. They quickly tried to come up with ideas on how to make it their own.
“Each dimension has given birth to countless creatures and birthed many powerful beings to protect itself. Now, it seems like the guards have become the destroyers. Is there no one in all seven dimensions who can protect this dimension?” lamented the old man.
“Teacher, instead of no guards, it's just that.they are all too weak and have been eliminated,” said the Warrior God in an attempt to console him.
“Oh? Are you sure all the guards have been removed?” said a mocking voice from afar.
In the distant sky, 12 streams of light appeared with great momentum. Even before they arrived, endless Angelic Light flowed from them and annihilated all the blood creatures around the old man.
Mosha frowned and in a surprised tone, she asked, “Hah? Could it be an angel obsessed?” He looked up and looked at the newcomers coldly.
Lord Angel floated in the air and looked at them coldly as well. “So, after all, you're here, Mosha. I'm sure you never thought we'd be here too,” she said gracefully.
“Tianhua, it's you! Why are you here? Why did you even enter the seal from the beginning?” The arrival of Lord Angel was completely out of his plans, but in the next moment, he could not help but laugh anymore. “Hahahaha! What's with your new look?” He then pointed at Lord Angel and said, “How can the great Lord Angel be bald? Even the man you brought bald! Have you become a Bald Angel Clan? Or do you just bring your bald team?”
The angels remained calm under his verbal attack.
“What do you know? Baldness is a symbolism of honor!”
“Stop laughing. I have good and bad news for you. Which one do you want to hear first?” said Lord Angel indifferently.
“Oh? What's the good news?” mosha asked with a cold smile.
“The expert is interested in your fur.”
“And the bad news?”
“We will also strip you to balding!”
“You must be looking for death!” Mosha's eyes turned ferocious as she charged towards Lord Angel with the Demon Sword in her hand. “Do you think you are still in the fourth dimension? Once you set foot in this dimension, your death is inevitable!”
His arrogance surged with incomparable might. In the fifth dimension, other than him, the Warrior God, the ruler of the Blood Clan, and the old man, the other people were all fluffy.
Lord Angel's face became solemn and with a raise of his hand, a giant stick with thorns appeared in his hand. It's a feather removal stick!
“This stick is very big so you have to hold it a little!” he shouted as he attacked Mosha.
“Your new weapon is so funny!” mosha said as she swung her sword at Lord Angel.
Lord Angel raised the hair removal wand, and although it did not emit light, the energy waves easily shattered the light of Mosha's sword as it passed through it. Then, accompanied by a soft voice, a bald patch appeared on one of the wings of Mosha and the feathers that had just been there a while ago were on a feather-removing stick.
“I'm bald?” Mosha's eyes widened like plates and she thought she was dreaming. He touched his wings and found that instead of the usual tenderness, there was only the warmth of his flesh. The bald part did appear.
“Ah! Nah! My feathers!” Mosha shouted to the sky. His eyes turned blood red and he was about to faint. He fired a dagger at Lord Angel and it made him even more furious when he saw him pluck his fur from the hair removal stick without looking at him.
“Ah—! How dare you! I'll kill you!” Mosha's face was twisted with anger and a murderous aura emanated from her. He charged madly towards Lord Angel.
“You came at the right time!” lord Angel said while lifting the hair removal stick again.
Mosha heard another soft zipper sound as the feathers on her other wing fell out.
“Beautiful feather,” says Lord Angel approves.
“You'll be down!” shout Mosha.
Other zipper sounds, and others. A bald patch will appear wherever the hair removal stick touches. After these few rounds, Mosha became completely bald.
“No, feathers! My pretty feathers!” Mosha could not accept that all her fur was gone. He looked at the hair removal stick as if he had seen a ghost. “How can this happen? How can the stick be so strong?”
“Haha, of course, it's strong. Anyway, it was given by the experts.” Lord Angel smiled and gave the hair removal stick to Alina. “Use this to get more fur from other Fallen Angels.”
Alina nodded. He smiled and said, “Deliver me, dad! We will definitely be back with a lot of feathers today.”
The eyes of the dying old man were as wide as plates. “It's not an ordinary stick! It exuded an aura of Origins. How...how can it be?” ask him in a surprised tone.
“What a strange weapon. It was beyond normal spells and Wisdom. It must be the power of Origins, but where did it come from?” said the ruler of the Blood Clan.
The Warrior God was also greatly shocked. He looked at himself and heaved a sigh of relief after he made sure he did not have any feathers growing from his body.
“A scary stick! But it looks like it only targets those who are hairy, so we need to be safe.”
“Good. That's very nice!”
Mosha trembled with anger. He gritted his teeth and said, “Now I've run out of fur, let's see if you can handle my next attack! Die!” He used all his strength and attacked Lord Angel once again. Filled with hatred and humiliation, he was ready to fight to the death.
“Take out your sword, Tianhua!” angry shouting.
“Medium? What sword?” Lord Angel's face was calm. With a flick of his wrist, a wreath appeared in his hand which he then placed on his head. Instantly, the Angelic Light worth the ocean surged forward.
Mosha's pupils shrank rapidly as she looked at the wreath on her head. His skull nearly exploded and he instinctively turned his body to escape. However, he was late. The Angelic Light swept across his back and he immediately felt a burning pain. He started yelling pitifully. It was so hot that even his Primordial Spirit was on fire.
He quickly retreated to the side of the ruler of the Blood Clan. Its aura had been greatly weakened and its fleshy wings were completely charred black. There was even smoke and the smell of roast meat coming out of it.
Behind him, a wreath of his head calmly floated above Lord Angel's head while emitting a dim light. It really looked like a halo and was truly an amazing sight to behold. At the same time, the other angels wore bouquets of flowers on their heads. They also have a halo above their heads.