Chapter 613: The Promotion of the Power of Rules

Kant roared and led 100 war spirits to attack Baron Ryan. Isai. Cameron.

At this moment, Kant’s eyes were as fierce as a wounded lone wolf, full of violent killing intent. At the same time, strong confidence rose from Kant. Although Kant understood that the surging power of his entire body and the feeling of being extremely powerful was just an illusion after being weakened, he understood that as long as his strength was restored to its peak, it would be no problem for him to crush and defeat Baron Ryan. Isai. Cameron.

At this moment, Kant suddenly felt a hint of inspiration.

This was the inspiration regarding the fourth level of applying the power of rules. The fourth level of applying the power of rules was a terrifying realm that could instantly raise Kant’s combat strength to an explosive level. Ever since Kant had used it once, he had constantly thought about it and tested it countless times, however, he couldn’t get in at all.

He didn’t expect that a hint of inspiration would suddenly appear at this moment. That hint of inspiration made Kant feel that he might be able to use the power of the fourth realm of the power of rules in his previous status.

However, because he was distracted, this hint of inspiration instantly disappeared. Kant was so annoyed that he even had the urge to bang his head against the wall.

Taking a deep breath, Kant stopped thinking about it, because at this time, he was already close to Baron Ryan. Isai. Cameron.

The golden sunlight shone on Baron Ryan. Isai. Cameron’s body, but it was unable to melt the darkness in the depths of Ryan. Isai. Cameron’s eyes.

“Failed! It actually failed?”

When Kant raised the king’s sword high in his hand, Baron Ryan. Isai. Cameron could not believe it.

“Why did it fail? What is that green light?” Such simple questions kept circling in Baron Ryan. Isai. Cameron’s mind. He did not even try to resist Kant’s Sword of the King.

In Ryan. Isai. Cameron’s heart, Kant’s strength was already the number one of the world’s barons. However, he was ranked last. He had no chance of winning if he fought head-on.

At this moment, the trap he had designed to kill Kant had failed. He had lost in a muddle-headed manner.

However, a loss was a loss. There were no ifs.

Ryan. Isai. Cameron closed his eyes in despair. For a powerful existence like Baron Kant, who was able to split the magic iron armor with one sword strike, all his defenses were useless. He had already given up. After trying his best, he was still met with failure. Instead, he was somewhat relieved.

“I wonder if I still loved Kant after he was three years old, would the ending be different?”

This was the last thought of Baron Ryan. Isai. Cameron. Then, he was directly split into two by Kant.

“I… I actually used the fourth realm of the power of rules again!” Kant’s face was full of surprise and joy. Although the power of rules in his body was instantly exhausted, he could vaguely feel a hint of the fourth realm knocking on the door.

This time, he really knew the name of the fourth realm of the power of rules. This meant that he had already stepped into this realm.

Universal, materialization, spirit transformation, emotion fusion.

The fourth realm was called emotion fusion. Kant vaguely understood that it was his incomparable confidence, the pure confidence without the slightest doubt, that had fused into the power of the rules of war, causing him to release this extremely explosive sword strike.

Under the same realm, no one could stop it. Nothing could stop it.

Then, Kant revealed a bitter smile. Although he had a vague idea of this realm, Kant could not use it casually. He even had a feeling that this realm was of little value to him, it seemed to be of little value.

To fuse with the situation, a world noble or God who had reached this realm needed to fuse the purest emotion into the power of the rules, so that the power of the rules would obtain incredible power.

Kant had unintentionally fused this emotion of confidence into his power of the rules of war.

However, against an opponent who could make him extremely confident, he could naturally win. Using the fourth level of the fusion realm felt like shooting a mosquito with an antiaircraft gun. Moreover, there was also a side effect — his power of the rules of war was instantly depleted.

Facing opponents with similar strength as him, he simply could not be completely confident. He was confident that he could win without any doubt — even if he believed in himself, it was not pure. Under such circumstances, he could not enter the fourth level of the power of a noble. Under such circumstances, Kant clearly needed an explosive force that was as powerful as an explosion.

“Sigh, it looks useless. I used too much strength against a weak opponent, but I can’t use it against a strong opponent.” After a short moment of excitement, Kant was a little lost. But very quickly, his eyes lit up. “I must have thought it wrongly! The level of the power of rules was clear. Every time I stepped into a level, my strength would greatly increase. If I really entered the fourth level, how could I have the feeling that it was useless?”

“In the end, I only had half a foot into the fourth realm!” Kant was completely enlightened.

It was precisely because he only had half a foot into the fourth realm that he could only see it vaguely, like seeing a flower in the fog. Although he could feel the beauty of the flower, it was always unclear, or even unreal.

Although this conclusion made Kant somewhat disheartened, it also made him excited. The fourth realm was definitely not useless. He was now equivalent to a layman with half a foot in the door. He only saw the plaque on the door, which was called the emotion fusion realm. He still did not know what kind of scenery was inside the door. The only thing he could be sure of was that it was definitely much more profound and powerful than the third realm, the spirit transformation realm.

Baron Ryan. Isai. Cameron was cut into two halves by Kant. Suddenly, a black crown rolled off his body and fell to the ground.

The Crown of Darkness!

Kant did not even try to touch the Crown of Darkness because the power of rules in his body had been completely consumed by the fourth level of attack. It could be said that Kant was at his weakest.

He would naturally not rashly pick up the crown. In his current status, if anything happened, it would be very difficult for him to deal with it.