Useless! Useless! Useless! Useless!

Behind the battlefield, members of the Mobile Detachment's auxiliary team, clutching their magic wands, were pale-faced.

The curse skills and control effects they released had no impact on Li Ang,

Slowing down, reducing endurance, lowering Spiritual Energy recovery efficiency, blindness, deafness, dizziness, increased gravity, sensory deprivation...

None of the curse effects could stop him from rampaging.

The clothes on Li Ang had been burned away during the battle, revealing the blood-red Mirage Dragon Red Mane underneath.

Hundreds of attacks pounded against the Red Mane Coat, yet not even a single tear was made.

Physical bullets spun and lost energy,

While energy attacks silently dissipated.

The fiercer the assault, the more vibrant the color of the Red Mane Coat became, unfolding softly like a blood robe.

Horizontal cuts, vertical slashes, upward sweeps, diagonal chops.

Li Ang held the Tyrant Halberd, savagely breaking through the defensive line formed by several attackers,

His body was gradually departing from a human form,

With robust, muscular arms, his right hand wielding the Tyrant Halberd, his left hand grasping a two-handed warhammer acquired from who knows where,

With a casual swing, he smashed and crushed vehicles and roads ahead,

The barriers constructed by the Mobile Detachment's magic professionals were as flimsy as paper in his presence.

"Thunder, come!"

Seeing Li Ang about to tear through the entire defense line, a loud roar echoed from the sky.

Rumble!

A thunderbolt as thick as a barrel descended from the sky, striking Li Ang on the head and causing his body to freeze momentarily.

Thud!

A man fell from the sky, landing on one knee, creating a deep pit on the ground.

He slowly stood up, clad in a black cloak, wearing glasses, with sharp features, a gloomy expression, and lightning flickering through his beard, a black-brown golden eagle perched on his shoulder.

The captain of the Mobile Detachment's fifth team, Mu Qingshuang.

"Old Xing, are you alright?"

Mu Qingshuang expressionlessly reached out to the side, pulling Xing Hechou out from on top of a truck.

"I'm fine, cough cough."

Xing Hechou coughed, somewhat awkwardly brushing off metal fragments from his body.

He had just returned from the Demon Prison frontline, his body still carrying internal injuries, and was pulled in to serve as a negotiator.

Unfortunately, whatever mess the headquarters caused prevented the negotiation from continuing, resulting in Li Ang punching him into the vehicle.

Mu Qingshuang paid no mind to Xing Hechou's complex internal monologue, turning his gaze to the center of the battlefield.

The brief pause caused by the Thunderbolt allowed the Mobile Detachment members to barely hold the defense line, surrounding Li Ang,

In the distance, the auxiliary group strived with all their might, causing the ground under Li Ang's feet to soften, becoming life-like mud, tightly entangling his legs.

Meanwhile,

The magic professionals of the Heterodox Academy raised their altar, burned incense, shook bells, chanting in unison, creating an enormous semi-transparent character in mid-air — [Mountain]

Hoo—

The [Mountain] character descended swiftly, pressing down on Li Ang, forcing his knees to buckle.

So heavy.

Although transparent, it weighed as heavily as a thousand pounds.

Li Ang dropped the unnamed warhammer, retrieved the Tyrant Halberd, and raised his arms to hold up the [Mountain] character, slowly straightening his back.

[Sink]!

Another forceful character appeared in mid-air, plummeting down onto the [Mountain].

The ground beneath Li Ang's feet inexplicably sank, his back bent, and the surrounding mud surged forward, trying to engulf him.

[Condense]!

The air around suddenly stopped circulating, free energy frozen in place.

Li Ang found it difficult to breathe, his heart pounding violently.

[Imprison]! 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Li Ang's body abruptly sank, his legs and waist falling beneath the ground.

Crash —

Many magic professionals within the Heterodox Academy's ranks went pale, collapsing to the ground,

Those remaining frantically drank spring water, tremblingly preparing to inscribe the final character.

Wound...

The stroke slowly formed in the air,

Yet Li Ang, holding the iron-clad characters, broke into a hideous grin.

"Not good."

Mu Qingshuang, watching from the side, suddenly felt a twitch in his eyelid,

The glasses he wore, meant to detect battle power, turned a deep red, cracking with a snap,

The golden eagle on his shoulder spread its wings, eyes cold as if sensing a grave threat.

Boom boom boom boom!

The sound of cannonballs bursting echoed from within Li Ang's body, his already burly, transformed physique expanded once more,

His legs stepping onto invisible steps created by the Cloud Ascending Ladder skill, ascending the quagmire step by step,

His arms extended and increased, slowly adding pressure, squeezing the [Mountain] character below, causing it to emit a strained creak.

Crack!

The [Mountain] character shattered and disassembled,

Li Ang slowly straightened his back, exploding and ripping apart the [Sink], [Condense], and [Imprison] characters together.

Pff!

The magic professionals of the Heterodox Academy simultaneously spat blood, retreating several steps,

On the altar, adorned with jewels, the candlelight flickered and trembled, nearly extinguishing.

"Is this all you have?"

Li Ang sneered while twisting his neck, his blood-red figure towering like a demon, stepping slowly toward the Mobile Detachment.

"Stop!"

Mu Qingshuang shouted abruptly, his black cloak flaring wildly, lightning jumping between his fingers,

His entire body darting forward at a speed only a blur to naked eyes, launching a punch at Li Ang's chest.

Snap.

Li Ang caught Mu Qingshuang's punch with one hand, paying no heed to the lightning attached to the fist, casually closing his hand, pinching toward Mu Qingshuang's wrist like holding chopsticks.

Compared to ordinary people, Mu Qingshuang was tall, yet in the face of the unrestricted Li Ang, he seemed diminutive as a child.

Li Ang reached out to grab, but caught nothing— Mu Qingshuang's left wrist became elemental, transforming into electricity to avoid the grasp,

His right fist grasped a dense blue electric net, punching toward Li Ang's chest.

Fizz—

The electric net wrapped around Li Ang's chest like an octopus, releasing a strong current that made the entire Red Mane Coat slightly glow.

Success!

A gleam flashed in Mu Qingshuang's eyes,

Through the Red Mane Coat, he could see Li Ang's chest collapse into a blackened indent, the dreadful electricity evaporating the moisture in the muscles, directly causing the tendons to shrivel.

"Watch out!"

In the distance, Xing Hechou's pupils suddenly constricted, issuing a loud warning.

Watch out for what?

Mu Qingshuang belatedly felt a mysterious chill,

Only to see the muscles in Li Ang's chest rapidly expand and regenerate, at a visible pace, supporting the Red Mane Coat once more as the electricity faded and dissolved.

"Not bad."

Li Ang coldly gripped Mu Qingshuang's right wrist, "You're stronger than the others."

A cold sensation surged over Mu Qingshuang's back, his golden eagle companion flapped its wings, stirring a sandstorm that clouded vision, grabbing Mu Qingshuang's shoulders to drag him backward.

However, Mu Qingshuang's wrist was entwined by Swamp God Power, unable to elementalize and escape.

Bam!

Li Ang grabbed Mu Qingshuang's arm and smashed him into the ground like a sack, creating a human-shaped indentation.