Chapter 100: I have been waiting for a long time by the order of my Lord
"Tick tock~"
There was a soft sound.
The demon man frowned slightly, stretched out his slender fingers to gently wipe away the water drops on his forehead, and then looked up at the sky.
I don't know when, the sky was covered with dark clouds and a cold rain was falling.
The rain fell, hitting the vast land that was already littered with corpses.
The demon man shook his head, took out a hat and put it on his head.
Clothes can get wet, but hair can’t!
After he had done all his hair, he stretched out his hand and waved it backwards.
"Crack~~~"
Following a slight cracking sound, a giant, lifelike ice sculpture shattered behind him.
The ice cubes flew everywhere, as if countless crystal clear gems were flying in the air.
Inside the ice, the commander-level bone minister that was frozen in the ice also dissipated.
As soon as the last bone minister who was blocking the road died, everyone cheered and celebrated their victory.
However, the demon man seemed unusually calm. He waved his hand and shouted, "Everyone, retreat."
After saying this, he looked towards the battlefield farther away, with a hint of worry in his eyes.
The mission of Yaonan and his men was accomplished.
However, the mission of the four super-class mages continues.
Cold rain fell.
"Om~~~"
There was a tremor between heaven and earth, and then a sacred sword fell from the sky accompanied by raindrops.
The golden giant sword pierced into the ground unhindered, and the entire sword body buzzed.
In a moment, the sword stopped shaking, emitting golden light that shot straight into the sky.
At the same time, with the sword inserted as the center, the ground slowly cracked and spread to the surroundings. For a moment, groups of undead fell into the cracks.
This is the super-level light magic - Holy Decision. Demon Sword!
Among the four, Hunting King Du Xiao took the first step. As a super-class light mage, his goal was to help the other three get rid of the ministers around the Ghost Tyrant.
However, Du Xiao was also very brave. Facing the siege of the commanders alone, he was able to calmly release a Demon-Judgment Sword and secretly attack the Ghost Tyrant.
Although doing so put him in a very difficult situation and nearly cost him his life, this move completely changed the balance of power on the battlefield between Zhu Meng and his two companions and the Tyrant Gui Xian.
"Good opportunity!" Zhu Meng's eyes lit up.
"Punishment of Thunder Ring!"
A huge star palace composed of seven constellations slowly formed under Zhu Meng's feet.
Immediately afterwards, nine celestial spears transformed from thunder and lightning fell heavily from the sky with a loud bang.
The shocking purple color hit the Ghost Tyrant.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lu Xu and Fei Jiao were also not idle. After looking at each other, they also performed the magic they were best at.
"Roar~~~"
After several super-class magic spells, the Ghost Tyrant let out a scream, then fell from the air and hit the ground heavily.
Zhu Meng held a lightning halberd in his hand, and countless pale lightning threads with a breath of destruction were dancing wildly around him. He was like a god, staring coldly at the Ghost Tyrant below.
The Ghost Tyrant is already dying at this moment, and only one more attack will be enough to completely end its life.
Come again!
Ancient capital north city, worry-free!
Zhu Meng raised his right hand high and was about to throw the lightning spear in his hand when suddenly, the surroundings became completely dark.
The people who had been able to see the surrounding scene with the help of the moonlight were now completely unable to see anything.
"Jiejiejie~~~"
A strange laugh came from the void.
Then, a cold wind and cold rain passed by Zhu Meng, and in an instant, the lightning power on the lightning halberd disappeared. The darkness came quickly and went away quickly.
Before they could even react, everything was over.
However, the Ghost Tyrant, who was only breathing his last breath on the ground, had disappeared.
"Did it run away?" Lu Xu pounded his right fist unwillingly.
This operation was accomplished at the cost of countless mages' lives.
Why is it that we are just missing this last step!
He is not willing!
The undead are special creatures that, as long as they are not dead, can be resurrected with full health after a period of time, even if their bodies are broken into pieces.
This means that the mission was a complete failure as the Ghost Tyrant was not killed this time.
Feijiao glanced at the bones on the ground thoughtfully, as if thinking about something.
"Hey, let's retreat!" Zhu Meng sighed and then gave the order to retreat.
Although the Ghost Tyrant was not killed this time, it was at least seriously injured. The northern city of the ancient capital should be safe for a period of time.
Well, probably.
Zhu Meng's right eye suddenly twitched.
The heavy rain is still falling.——
Above the Evil Abyss, the Ghost Tyrant who had disappeared suddenly appeared.
Then, a ball of black mist, like a huge mouth of the abyss, instantly swallowed it.
The Ghost Tyrant seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying. He kept making terrified cries and tried to escape from being swallowed by the black fog.
However, no matter how it struggled, it could not escape this terrifying power.
Soon, the black fog completely enveloped the Ghost Tyrant and swallowed him up completely.
In the black fog, there were several swallowing sounds and a low roar, as if hinting at the awakening of some powerful being.
"Jiejiejie~~~"
A strange laugh emerged from the black fog.
Immediately afterwards, the black mist fell directly downwards and penetrated into the Evil Abyss.
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At this time, under the abyss where the undead piled up like mountains, an empty and open space appeared.
"Tsk, my luck is a bit bad!" Hua Yu gave a bitter laugh and looked ahead with a complicated look.
After the baptism just now, although Hua Yu's mental power did not break through again, it made him 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 an unexpected person waiting for him.
To be precise, it was not a human being, but a living dead.
He was dressed in an ancient martial robe, and beside him was a bronze spear that had killed countless undead. The spear head was bone-white and extremely sharp, able to cut through iron like mud.
Just by taking a look at his appearance, Hua Yu immediately recognized his identity.
One of the eight dead kings under the ancient king, a highly intelligent living dead who is proficient in ancient martial arts - the White Corpse King!
Unlike most other dead kings whose bodies are hundreds of meters long, the White Corpse King is only the normal human size. The monarch-level aura he exudes is not just for show, and it made Hua Yu frown subconsciously.
I've never heard of anyone guarding the gate of the ancient king's tomb!
Hua Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at the White Corpse King who was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, thinking about his next attack strategy in his mind.
As for retreat?
It seems there is no way out!
Regardless of whether he can win or not, it seems that he has no choice.
However, at this moment, the White Corpse King suddenly opened his eyes, stood up and pulled out the bronze spear at his side.
Under Hua Yu's wary gaze, he slowly bowed with the gun in hand, appearing extremely respectful.
"I have been waiting for a long time on the orders of my Lord!"
(End of this chapter)