Chapter 1041: Problems of the fourth path

Chapter 1041: Problems of the fourth path



"Stop!!" Richard stomped the ground forcefully, but the explosion occurred elsewhere.

BOOOOM

"Damn it!" Marshal Xanox found the ground cracking beneath his feet as metallic rods surged upward. He struck the air with his foot, propelling himself upwards quickly, then swung his free hand downward. "Begone!!"

Shiiiii A purple mist descended quietly onto the metal rods, gradually reducing everything beneath it to dust. When it settled on the ground, it began to corrode the soil, deepening the pit further.

"I want to see how many of these you can create before the rods pierce through your body!!" Richard's fury was evident now. His eyes radiated intense irritation, and his long white hair fluttered gently as he advanced and retreated.

"Show some respect for my presence, for God's sake!" Lacross descended behind Richard, wielding a long halberd. SLASH

Richard sidestepped, letting the halberd strike the ground, then sent his green-flamed fist hurtling toward Marshal Lacross.

"Not a chance!" Lacross shouted, releasing one hand from his halberd and turning it into an open palm surrounded by the purple mist.

SWOOSH SWOOSH

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One went flying east, the other west-Marshal Xanox and Marshal Lacross smashed through several buildings headfirst before finally coming to a halt.

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In a rare moment of calm, Richard glanced at his trembling hand. The strain on his body from using such an intense amount of Life Energy in quick succession was starting to take its toll. His veins throbbed, and his blood boiled. CLENCH

Richard clenched his fist tightly, then pointed the halberd at Marshal Xanox. "Hand over that pyramid, or I won't let you off today!!" He charged toward him again like an enraged bull.

"Why do you say that users of the fourth path eat dirt wherever they go?" Robin furrowed his brows in confusion. "It's the perfect path, no matter how you look at it. I don't know how that Truth Chosen managed it, but it's clear he's a genius. Using energy as a foundation, which can be converted into any other law since that's one of its properties-how could anyone lose when they can wield any law they want at any time?"

"Because there are many issues with the fourth path, and those issues are widely known. Anyone who uses it is basically inviting ridicule," Pythor shook his head. "The first issue is the one you just mentioned. Relying on the simple energy patterns to construct solid foundations wasn't the best solution. The foundations built this way are frail and easily broken. It's like building a house of glass-elegant but weak, liable to collapse at any moment. A single strike to those foundations can result in paralysis or death. Plus contrary to what you might expect, energy capacity for users of this path is incredibly limited. Energy patterns can't sustain the construction of large foundations!"

"...." Robin furrowed his brows further. Anyone aware of this flaw would simply drag a battle against fourth-path experts into a prolonged fight, aiming to exhaust their opponent. This issue alone was enough to ruin any popularity the fourth path might have had. Pythor raised a second finger. "The second problem is that the body gains no significant benefit from advancing levels or breaking through realms. Whether humans, mutants, hybrids, or even beasts, we all naturally resonate with energy-we've been breathing it in its gaseous state since birth. What's new for the body when using it to build solid foundations? Perhaps a slight increase in energy-gathering speed. But other than that, you're just concentrating energy on a single point in your body. Meanwhile, the rest of your body remains unchanged and fragile. You're just a mortal who can be broken with a slap unless you're constantly protected by energy."