I'm Trapped in the Block

Chapter 99: Chapter 97: Giant God and Warrior

This time, the Giant God said nothing. It just stared silently at Shibeng on the ground, its thoughts unknown.

The tremors slowly subsided, and the dust filling the sky began to settle. On the battlefield, only a towering Giant God and a tiny knight remained.

Once everything settled, the two on the battlefield seemed to reach a tacit understanding and moved at the same time.

The Giant God’s thick arm moved to its side and swept through the stone pillars beside it. The pillars it struck collapsed with a BOOM, and the falling rocks hurtled toward Shibeng.

Shibeng watched the approaching rubble. Unhurried, he moved to a safe spot among them.

The flying rocks landed all around Shibeng, causing him no harm whatsoever.

After the stones landed, Shibeng used them to leap closer to the Giant God.

The dust billowed up once more, obscuring Shibeng’s figure. When it settled again, Shibeng had vanished without a trace.

The Giant God began searching its surroundings for any sign of Shibeng, but found nothing. It could only stomp wildly on the rocks where Shibeng might be hiding.

But just then, a figure flashed through the air. Shibeng leaped from a high point behind a stone pillar and landed on the Giant God’s shoulder.

The Giant God finally spotted Shibeng and reached out to grab him.

Shibeng, however, was in no hurry. He conjured a massive stone hammer, charged toward the Giant God’s head, and landed a horizontal swing on its chin.

The blow sent the Giant God staggering, and its attempt to grab him ceased.

While the Giant God’s head was knocked aside, countless sharp spikes instantly grew from Shibeng’s arm and plunged into the crevices in the Giant God’s neck. The hard stone spikes jammed the crevices tight.

The Giant God tried to twist its head back, but it was stuck by the stones, unable to move. Its arms could only flail wildly at its shoulder, but there was no way it could catch the agile Shibeng like that.

Shibeng seized the opportunity, landing several more hammer blows and shattering half of the Giant God’s face.

The Giant God finally realized it couldn’t keep flailing wildly. Its shoulders began to shake violently, jostling Shibeng so hard he was forced into a crouch, unable to swing his stone hammer any longer.

However, the Giant God’s regenerative ability seemed very weak. Its shattered head showed no signs of healing for a long time.

Shibeng seemed to notice this as well. He abandoned his great hammer and leaped off the Giant God’s back.

As he fell through the air, a stone spear grew from his hand. He plunged it straight into the Giant God’s back and used the friction to slide all the way down.

The spear carved a deep gash down the Giant God’s back, extending all the way to its thigh.

Upon reaching its thigh, Shibeng leaped toward the Giant God’s other side, dodging its anticipated stomp.

He then plunged his spear into the heel of the Giant God’s other foot. A one-handed hammer immediately appeared in his hand, and he struck the base of the spear.

Under the immense force, the spear instantly shattered, but its head also tore a deep wound in the Giant God’s ankle.

The Giant God, with its poor regenerative ability, immediately began to teeter. Shibeng quickly retreated to a safe distance and watched as the Giant God struggled to stay upright on one leg.

The Giant God tried to use a stone pillar to support itself, but the pillar couldn’t bear its weight and suddenly snapped. Losing its balance, the Giant God came crashing down.

Its body kicked up a cloud of dust. By the time the dust settled, Shibeng was already back on top of the fallen Giant God, beginning his work of destruction.

He plunged his spear into the arm joints, then struck it with his stone hammer. Repeating the process, he dismantled the Giant God’s arms one by one, leaving it unable to fight back.

Next were the knee joints. Shibeng first sealed the gaps in the joints with countless stones before slowly dismantling them.

Soon, the Giant God was like a fish on a cutting board, lying on the ground at his mercy.

The Giant God’s body twisted and struggled continuously, but now dismembered, it was completely unable to harm Shibeng. It could only let Shibeng continue to hammer away at its body.

Finally, it too realized it couldn’t harm Shibeng like this, and its struggles gradually subsided.

Its head slowly lifted. Its one remaining eye stared intently at Shibeng as a seven-colored light began to swirl within it.

’Not good!’

Mo Ling realized the Giant God was about to use that attack again—the Seven-Colored Light Wave. ’Shibeng has never seen this move before; there’s no way he can dodge it.’

Sure enough, Shibeng was still busy destroying the Giant God’s body and hadn’t noticed the flashing light.

By the time the light grew blinding and finally caught Shibeng’s attention, it was already too late. The seven-colored light erupted from the Giant God’s eye, instantly striking Shibeng, who was still on its chest.

He was too close. There was no way to dodge.

Only then did Mo Ling see clearly that it wasn’t a seven-colored light, but a torrent of countless gemstone grains.

The sharp-edged gemstone grains constantly ground against each other and spun within the torrent, releasing an astonishing amount of heat. The light was actually fire produced by the friction.

The intense heat propelled the gemstone grains from the core, while the cooled grains on the periphery were cycled back inside to be reheated.

It churned continuously, forming an extremely hot, rainbow-hued spray of gemstones!

Shibeng was instantly engulfed by the torrent and vanished from sight.

But the Giant God didn’t stop. It continued to fire the gemstone torrent uninterrupted, an endless stream of gemstone sand pouring from its eye.

Mo Ling discovered with surprise that the various colored patches on the Giant God’s body were slowly fading, melting into its form.

’The gemstones making up those colored patches are the source of the torrent!’

As the colored patches faded, the Giant God’s body began to shrink and shrivel.

After the colored patches on its head also vanished, a thin, humanoid figure appeared where the Giant God’s head had been.

It was also a member of the Basalt Race, but its color wasn’t as dark as Shibeng’s. It was a slightly unremarkable gray.

’So the outer body was never its true form! No wonder its regenerative ability was so weak!’ Mo Ling finally understood.

The member of the Gray Ore Race slowly stood up and looked at the black channel the gemstone torrent had burned into the battlefield.

Smoke swirled in the air.

Shibeng was nowhere to be seen. High-temperature crystals had even formed along the path burned by the gemstone torrent, and this fine, black crystalline sand now covered the battlefield.

The intense heat had not dissipated. The surface of the crystals still glowed faintly red, continuously emitting smoke.

The member of the Gray Ore Race walked forward, its face filled with regret, seemingly very disappointed by Shibeng’s disappearance.

Mo Ling couldn’t quite believe his eyes.

’Regret?’

’It was almost killed, yet it feels regret for its enemy?’

Mo Ling looked again and again, confirming that he wasn’t mistaken.

The member of the Gray Ore Race arrived at the spot where Shibeng had disappeared. It stared intently at the swirling smoke and black crystalline sand, a strange expression on its face.

Then, an arm glowing with red light burst out from the sand. The arm was like molten rock—pitch-black, yet radiating an intense, restrained heat.

Immediately after, a figure wreathed in smoke leaped out, seized the neck of the member of the Gray Ore Race like an eagle’s talon, and lifted it into the air.

Molten rock covered its entire body. A network of red, glowing veins, like rivers of rushing magma, spread across its skin. The magma pulsed continuously, like thick blood vessels.

A familiar, rough voice came from the lava figure’s mouth.

”Basalt. From the Volcano.”