Ultragene Warlord

in time, or he would have been severely injured.

Once the black spirit realized that it wasn ’t a match for Fang Yi, the bandages on its body split apart and linked with those of the other black spirits.
It pulled the hundreds of black spirits remaining on the battlefield close. 

Fang Yi, realizing that something was amiss, immediately struck.
His black spear left thousands of afterimages behind as he attacked the black spirits ’ combined form like a storm.

Out of the combined spirits emerged a flood of black bandages which clashed against Fang Yi ’s spear.
As the combined spirits moved, they gave off a huge cloud of black smoke.
More and more wheels of time appeared behind Fang Yi ’s back.

The spear moved so quickly that it was burning up from the friction.
Its surface turned red-hot as Fang Yi forcefully defended against the spirits ’ attack.
Meanwhile, the combined spirits morphed into a gigantic black spirit, dozens of meters tall.
Its body was swollen with a few human-sized lumps.

As it raised its hand high into the air, thousands of black bandages shot out of its body and fell toward Fang Yi like raindrops.

”[Born of Lightning, Swallowed by the Wind]! ” As Fang Yi shouted, his spear traced a half-moon in the air, surrounded by an aura of time.

The spear pierced space and time, its tip descending into the void.
Everything froze and turned gray: the gigantic spirit, as well as the bandages shooting down toward Fang Yi.
The only color—the only movement—in the world came from Fang Yi.

The thirty wheels of time to his back radiated light as they fought off the onslaught of frozen time.

Compared to when he was in the second realm, Fang Yi had improved by so great a margin that it wouldn ’t be an exaggeration to call him a new man entirely.

Not only was he able to move his spear in the space of frozen time, he was even able to move his body now as well.
Though he was still only able to move slowly, the speed at which he moved didn ’t really matter when everything else was frozen.

Fang Yi stabbed his crackling spear into the gigantic black spirit, and the grayness broke.
The world snapped back to its colored form as time began to move again.
The wind and lightning at the tip of Fang Yi ’s spear burst in an explosion so spectacular even the human and draconian guards on the wall had to shield their eyes.

The gigantic black spirit exploded.

Fang Yi had thought that he would be able to kill the black spirit in one strike, but the black spirit proved to be even more stubborn than he had expected.

A huge hole had been blown out of its chest, and he could see the sky on its other side.
However, even so, the black spirit wasn ’t dead.
A huge cloud of black smoke emanated from its wound, and the black cloth surrounding its body began to heal the massive hole.

The bandages on the black spirit began to twist and transform into something even more sinister as parts of its body were revealed.
Fang Yi saw row after row of sharp teeth, within which emerged babies ’ cries, so shrill he couldn ’t help but cover his ears.

Even the guards on the wall, far away, had to do the same thing.

Eyes appeared out of the skin revealed by the shifting bandages—not just on the face of the black spirits, but all over their bodies.
On the other hand, where its eyes should have been located, there was only a singular purple iris.

The eyes that dotted its body had no sclera or pupil, only an eerie green glow amidst the darkness which seemed to be directed straight at Fang Yi, at those who walked amidst darkness…