Doomsday: I Become Invincible By Picking Up

C211 – Power Fusion Skill

Their gazes met briefly before shifting to their employer.

Implicit in their expressions was the preference for a peaceful resolution, acknowledging the formidable nature of dealing with Loong Chen.

Even if they combined forces against Loong Chen, victory was far from assured.

Yet, the head of Konoha Corporation responded with a cold harrumph.

“I’ve invested significantly in hiring you to safeguard Konoha Corporation. Moreover, I’ve consistently provided ample cultivation resources. I didn’t enlist your services for mediation.”

The issue at hand transcended whether Konoha Corporation would expel Loong Chen; it was a matter of preserving their honor.

Allowing a young man unrestricted access would undoubtedly cause embarrassment if word got out.

Both individuals sighed in resignation.

They had indeed reaped substantial benefits from their association with Konoha Corporation, albeit at the cost of ten years of protection.

Bound by their agreement, they had little choice but to comply.

Eventually, they exchanged glances before launching a swift and aggressive assault towards Loong Chen.

Loong Chen smirked with contempt, fully aware of their intention to ambush him.

Yet, would their tactic prove effective?

With a swift motion, Loong Chen delivered two punches, meeting the fists of his adversaries head-on.

Instantly, they felt a surge of immense force coursing through their bodies, compelling them to stagger backward.

“Such formidable strength!”

They exclaimed simultaneously, their faces betraying astonishment.

Initially assuming their opponent to be merely a Peak of King Level warrior, they believed their combined attack would suffice to vanquish him.

However, they were unprepared for the forceful counter.

“Our adversary’s might is overwhelming; we have no choice but to employ that technique.”

In a deep tone, the bald man spoke, while the other individual nodded solemnly.

Subsequently, the bald man positioned himself forward, receiving a firm slap on the back from the person behind.

In that moment, the bald man’s Qi surged dramatically. It appeared he had transcended to the King Level, advancing to the Emperor Level.

“Is this the act of power-sharing?”

Witnessing this spectacle, Loong Chen’s eyes flickered with astonishment.

Though familiar with the concept of power-sharing, this was his first encounter with it. The requirements for power-sharing were exceedingly stringent.

Firstly, the parties involved must share a blood connection, typically necessitating them to be blood brothers. However, mere siblinghood wasn’t sufficient; they needed to be identical twins at the very least.

Only twins shared many physiological aspects, facilitating the process.

Another requisite was the utilization of a specific technique to circulate their power. Without proper control, there existed a substantial risk of the power donor exploding and meeting an untimely demise.

Consequently, individuals capable of power-sharing were exceedingly rare.

Yet, those who succeeded reaped immense benefits.

The recipient’s strength would significantly amplify. Not merely doubling, it could triple or quadruple.

Consider the brothers before Loong Chen. The bald man’s power had surged threefold, propelling them close to the threshold of the Emperor Level.

“You will be killed by me!”

With a resounding shout, the bald man’s figure blurred into an afterimage, hurtling instantly before Loong Chen and delivering a punch.

Loong Chen staggered as he retaliated with a punch of his own, causing both to recoil a few steps.

The bald man felt a surge of astonishment. Having assimilated his brother’s entire strength and even gained some additional power, he was nearly on par with the Emperor Level. So why did he struggle to gain the upper hand?

Could it be that Long Chen had also reached the threshold of breaking through to the Emperor Level?

“Fascinating. However, time grows short. I shall not prolong this.”

A glint of cold determination gleamed in Loong Chen’s eyes as a crimson light erupted from his form.

In an instant, his body was ensconced in blood-red dragon scales, his arms transformed into draconic claws.

This was the pinnacle technique bestowed upon him by the Dragon God’s lineage: the Dragonform!

Following the Dragonform, Loong Chen’s combat prowess surged to the King Level, marking his true ascension to the Emperor Level.

Despite nearing the cusp of Emperor Level breakthrough, a significant disparity still existed between an Emperor Level warrior and one on the verge of ascension.

“You will be killed by me!”

With a shout, Loong Chen transformed into a crimson blur, his velocity surpassing that of the bald worshipper by manyfold.

The bald worshipper could scarcely track Loong Chen’s movements. Before he could react, a blood-red dragon claw had already pierced his chest.

“This can’t be happening.”

Before the bald worshipper could utter another word, he succumbed.

Another cleric coughed up blood, his complexion instantly draining of color.

With the bald worshipper’s demise, his strength would never return. It was akin to forcibly extracting power from his body, resulting in a backlash.

“Brother!”

The remaining adepts crawled to the side of the fallen bald worshipper, mourning. Their camaraderie seemed exceptionally strong.

Such bonds were to be expected. Without a close relationship, their power fusion would have been impossible.

“We are adversaries. My only task is to gather all of you below.”

Loong Chen sighed, revealing a lingering empathy despite the inevitable division.

Should they attempt his demise, he’d assuredly retaliate.

The Nirvana Thunder penetrated the formidable warrior’s forehead, swiftly ending his life without anguish.

“Successful acquisition. Strength attribute * 20000 obtained.”

“Acquisition complete. Speed attribute * 25000 acquired.”

“Acquisition successful. Gained experience points * 300000.”

“Acquisition successful. Acquired skill: Power Fusion Level 1.”

“Power Fusion skill?”

Loong Chen momentarily paused in bewilderment. Upon investigation, he grasped the nature of this ability— the Power Fusion of the two siblings.

Yet, what utility could Power Fusion hold for him? He had no twin siblings.

“Though devoid of twin siblings, I possess a mirrored clone.”

An idea suddenly struck Loong Chen.

Possessing all his abilities and bloodline, the mirror image clone essentially represented another version of himself.

This connection surpassed that of twin brothers.

Despite the bond between twin siblings, they remained distinct entities. However, the mirror image clone shared the same soul, making it more conducive to power fusion.

Disregarding the presence of others, Loong Chen promptly summoned his mirror image, knowing that their demise was inevitable.

Given their imminent demise, the fate of these individuals held little significance.

“Initiate power fusion!”

Loong Chen executed the power fusion technique ingrained in his mind. True to expectation, a portion of the mirror image’s power flowed into Loong Chen’s original body.

“At present, I can only harness 50% of the power fusion’s potential. This falls short.”

Loong Chen deliberated. With an abundance of empirical value at his disposal, he could directly enhance the power fusion skill.

“Expend 10,000 empirical value to upgrade the power fusion skill to level 2.”

“Utilize 20,000 empirical value to advance the power fusion skill to level 3.”

“Consuming 40,000 empirical value, the power fusion skill ascends to level 4.”

“With 80,000 empirical value consumed, the power fusion skill progresses to level 5.”

“Exhausting 160,000 empirical value, the power fusion skill elevates to level 6.”