nashuaworldcup Chapter 100 By the command of my lord, we have been waiting for a long time.
Chapter 100 By the command of my lord, we have been waiting for a long time.
Chapter 100 By the command of my lord, we have been waiting for a long time.
"Tick-tock~"
A soft sound was heard.
The demon man frowned slightly, stretched out his slender fingers and gently wiped the water droplets from his forehead, then looked up at the sky.
Before I knew it, the sky had become overcast and a cold rain had started to fall.
Rain fell, pelting the desolate land already littered with corpses.
The effeminate man shook his head, took out a hat, and put it on his head.
Clothes can get wet, but hair can't!
After he finished tidying his hair, he reached out and waved his hand behind him.
"Crunch~~~"
With a soft cracking sound, a lifelike giant ice sculpture behind him shattered.
Ice cubes scattered everywhere, like countless sparkling gems dancing in the air.
Inside the ice block, the commander-level bone minister, which had been frozen in ice, also dissipated.
With the death of the last bone minister blocking their path, everyone cheered, celebrating their victory.
However, the demonic man appeared unusually calm. He waved his hand and shouted, "Everyone, retreat!"
After saying this, he looked towards the battlefield in the distance, a hint of worry in his eyes.
The demon man and his group have completed their mission.
However, the mission of the four super-level mages continues.
Cold rain fell.
"Buzz~~~"
A tremor resounded between heaven and earth, and then a sacred sword descended from the sky along with raindrops.
The golden greatsword plunged into the ground without any resistance, its entire blade humming.
In a moment, the sword stopped trembling and emitted rays of golden light that shot straight into the sky.
At the same time, the ground slowly cracked from the point where the sword was inserted, and the cracks spread outwards. In an instant, swathes of undead fell into the cracks.
This is the Light-based Super-Rank Magic - Holy Decree: Demon-Slaying Sword!
Of the four, Hunter King Du Xiao was the first to make a move. As a light-elemental super-rank mage, his goal was to eliminate the ministers surrounding Ghost Tyrant for the other three.
However, Du Xiao was also extremely bold. Despite being surrounded by the commanders, he calmly released a Demon-Slaying Sword and secretly attacked the Ghost Tyrant.
Although doing so put him in a very difficult situation, almost costing him his life, it also completely changed the balance of power on the battlefield between Zhu Meng and the other two, and the tyrant Gui Xu.
"A great opportunity!" Zhu Meng's eyes lit up.
"The Punishment of Thunder!"
A vast constellation composed of seven constellations slowly took shape beneath Zhu Meng's feet.
Immediately afterwards, the nine lightning-formed halberds plummeted from the sky with a deafening roar.
A shocking purple light slammed into the Ghost Tyrant.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lu Xu and Fei Jiao did not sit idle either. After exchanging a glance, they both unleashed their most proficient magic.
"Roar~~~"
After several high-level spells, the Ghost Tyrant let out a miserable scream and then fell from the sky, crashing heavily to the ground.
Zhu Meng gripped his lightning halberd, countless pale, destructive lightning threads dancing wildly around him. He stared coldly at the tyrannical ghost below, like a god.
The Ghost Tyrant was already on its last legs; one more attack would be enough to end its life.
One more time!
The northern part of the ancient capital is worry-free!
Zhu Meng raised his right hand high, just about to throw the lightning halberd in his hand, when suddenly, the surroundings became completely dark.
The people who could previously see their surroundings by the moonlight could no longer see them at all.
"Hehehe~~~"
A strange laugh came from the void.
Immediately afterwards, a cold wind carrying cold rain passed by Zhu Meng, and in an instant, all the lightning power on the lightning halberd disappeared.
Darkness comes quickly and goes quickly.
Before the group could even react, it was all over.
The tyrannical ghost that had been on the ground with only one breath left had vanished.
"Did it get away?" Lu Xu slammed his right fist in frustration.
This operation was accomplished at the cost of countless mages' lives.
Why did we have to miss this last step?
He is not willing!
Undead are special creatures that, as long as they don't die, even if their bodies are shattered, can be resurrected with full health after a period of time.
This means that the mission was a complete failure because the tyrant Guixu was not killed.
Feijiao glanced thoughtfully at the skeleton on the ground, seemingly pondering something.
"Sigh, let's retreat!" Zhu Meng sighed, then gave the order to retreat.
Although we didn't kill the Ghost Tyrant this time, we at least severely injured it. For a while, the northern part of the ancient capital should be safe.
Yeah, I think so.
Zhu Meng's right eye suddenly twitched.
The heavy rain continues to fall.
Above the Abyss of Evil, the previously vanished Ghost Tyrant suddenly reappeared.
Immediately afterwards, a cloud of black mist, like a gaping maw of an abyss, instantly swallowed it up.
The tyrannical ghost seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying, constantly letting out terrified screams as it tried to escape being swallowed by the black mist.
However, no matter how much it struggled, it could not escape this terrifying force.
Soon, the black mist completely enveloped the Ghost Tyrant, utterly engulfing it.
From within the black mist, several swallowing sounds and a low roar emanated, as if hinting at the awakening of some powerful being.
"Hehehe~~~"
A strange laugh emerged from the black mist.
Immediately afterwards, the black mist fell directly downwards and disappeared into the Abyss of Evil.
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At this moment, beneath the abyss where the dead were piled up like mountains, a vast and open space appeared.
"Tsk, my luck isn't so good!" Hua Yu let out a wry smile and glanced ahead with a complicated expression.
Although Hua Yu's mental strength did not break through again after the recent baptism, it became more solid and much stronger than before.
This should have been a very happy thing, but as soon as Hua Yu opened his eyes, he saw someone he had never expected waiting for him.
To be precise, it wasn't a person, but a living dead.
He was dressed in ancient martial robes, with a bronze spear beside him that had slain countless dead. The spearhead was white as bone, extremely sharp, and could cut through iron like mud.
With just one glance at his appearance, Hua Yu immediately recognized his identity.
One of the eight dead kings under the ancient king, the highly intelligent living dead who is proficient in ancient martial arts - the White Corpse King!
Unlike most other deceased monarchs whose massive bodies are hundreds of meters tall, the White Corpse King only has a normal human body size. His monarch-level aura is not just for show, causing Hua Yu to unconsciously furrow his brows.
The gates to the ancient king's tomb have never been guarded!
Hua Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at the White Corpse King who was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, and kept thinking about the next strategy in his mind.
As for retreating?
It seems there's no road left!
Whether he can win or not, it seems he has no other choice.
However, at that moment, the White Corpse King suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, and drew the bronze spear from his side.
Under Hua Yu's wary gaze, he slowly bowed with his gun in hand, appearing extremely respectful.
"By order of my Lord, we have been waiting for a long time!"
(End of this chapter)