Chapter 499: Chapter 499: Treasure Hunt in the Desert (Part 6)
Bang!
Zhang Yuan flew backward like a kite with a broken string, landing more than a dozen steps away.
At this moment, he was immensely battered.
The Dragon Carp Armor he wore had long lost its luster, with many scales shattered and peeled off, or riddled with cracks.
Anyone could see that this Profound Armor was nearly destroyed.
And where the armor was broken, bloodied flesh was exposed, covered in burn marks.
Zhang Yuan could barely hold the Taowu Saber.
His arms trembled involuntarily, large beads of sweat seeped from his forehead, and his breathing became heavy and short. His originally dark eyes were bloodshot, with a hint of ferocity.
And right opposite Zhang Yuan, a War General Statue had already crumbled to the ground, another was kneeling with an ax in hand, and yet another was staggering toward him, wielding a heavy Copper Hammer.
The fierce battle between both sides had lasted for a whole half-hour.
In previous battles, Zhang Yuan often relied on the ability boost of the Divine Nest Host, suddenly erupting to swiftly take down opponents.
Even when faced with higher-tier enemies, he could decide the outcome in a short time.
But the resilience and stubbornness of these three War General Statues were far beyond imagination!
If Zhang Yuan hadn’t injured them at the beginning, he might have already been lying down by now.
Due to continuous bursts, his Qi and Blood Value had fallen below the safety line.
This was after consuming two Elixirs consecutively.
Zhang Yuan felt an unprecedented exhaustion.
His True Essence, Physical Strength, Qi Blood, and Spirit had all reached their limit of consumption.
This battle was too grueling.
However, at this moment, Zhang Yuan remained exceedingly calm.
He was well aware that the more it came to this moment, the less he could afford to lose heart.
Otherwise, it would mean a dead end.
"Kill!"
The next moment, Zhang Yuan suddenly let out a roar, swinging his saber as he charged at the hammer-wielding general.
And at that instant, he released the Gray-toothed Lynx!
Roar~
The large cat that appeared out of nowhere instantly enlarged, roaring as it pounced on the kneeling ax-bearing general.
Zhang Yuan then mustered his final strength, channeling it into the Profound Soldier in his hand, and thrust fiercely at the hammer-bearing general’s chest.
The blade, shining with a cold glint, precisely pierced through the gap in its chest armor.
Crack!
The hammer-wielding general, just having raised its Copper Hammer, suddenly shuddered, its limbs convulsing and twisting involuntarily.
It was like a robot about to run out of power.
It couldn’t bring down the Copper Hammer it held.
"Cough, cough!"
Zhang Yuan coughed forcefully, gripping the hilt tightly again and twisting the blade.
The sharp sound of metal and stone grinding against each other was deafening!
Crash!
The hammer-wielding general suddenly collapsed, its armor shattering and body splitting, leaving only a Great Hammer falling heavily to the ground.
Zhang Yuan lost his support, stumbling and nearly falling to the ground.
With his saber planted in the ground, he barely supported his body, then saw, on the other side, the Gray-toothed Lynx was frantically tearing the armor from the hammer-wielding general with ferocious attacks.
But Zhang Yuan couldn’t concern himself with his war beast anymore.
He struggled to retrieve two Elixirs from his Storage Space and swallowed them, wiping the sweat mixed with blood from his brow.
His vision was already blurry.
At that moment, Zhang Yuan heard a soft sigh.
The sound seemed to come from beyond the heavens, or perhaps from the Netherworld, deep and distant, exuding an icy indifference.
It seeped into one’s Divine Soul and blood.
Zhang Yuan instinctively looked up.
He was astonished to find the skeleton sitting on the throne slowly rising.
The tall skeleton, crowned and with hollow eyes ignited in a ghostly purple flame, took steps down the high steps, exuding an intangible aura.
Zhang Yuan’s entire body bristled, feeling unprecedented fear!
He had gone through countless hardships to reach this place, defeating the Warrior Statue and the War General Statue, about to obtain the treasure he longed for.
Was the true BOSS making an appearance?
Zhang Yuan couldn’t help but reveal a bitter smile.
Now, he had no strength left to continue fighting.
Let alone this Skeleton King’s overpowering and domineering presence, surely above the generals.
What could Zhang Yuan use to fight?
He could only watch helplessly as the opponent approached him.
Even without flesh, this resurrected Skeleton King was still full of a sovereign aura.
It looked down on Zhang Yuan, the ghostly eyes without a hint of emotion, as if examining a servant or plebeian, refusing even an ounce of disdain or scorn.
Zhang Yuan was within reach of the Skeleton King, yet whether in Divine Soul Consciousness or Aura Strength, he was completely suppressed by the latter.
Like a little ant pressed down by a thumb, without any capacity to resist.
This sense of powerlessness was truly despairing!
In the next moment, the Skeleton King extended its left arm, slowly pointing its left index finger at Zhang Yuan’s forehead.
Kneel!
An authoritative voice immediately sounded in Zhang Yuan’s mind, filled with an extreme sense of pressure.
It demanded his complete submission!
At that moment, Zhang Yuan felt every inch of his muscles and bones shuddering, emitting a silent and powerless moan.
Simultaneously, another voice echoed in his mind, urging him to submit, to kneel, to worship...
That was the only way to attain true liberation!
Under this immense mental pressure, Zhang Yuan’s consciousness gradually blurred, with blood oozing from his mouth, nose, eyes, and ears.
He was on the verge of collapse.
However, at this critical juncture, the Divine Nest Badge suddenly appeared on the back of Zhang Yuan’s left hand.
The seven Hosts within the Nest Chamber all resounded jointly, unleashing a profound and mysterious power that surged into his organs, reaching his limbs and bones.
Crack!
The nearly unconscious Zhang Yuan abruptly regained clarity, his eyes erupting with a terrifying divine light.
He lifted his head suddenly, locking gazes with the Skeleton King’s ghostly purple eyes.
Countless scenes flashed through Zhang Yuan’s mind, as if reviewing his entire life in an instant.
He smiled.
Then he spat out a streak of blood light.
Red Blood Divine Saber!
At the most crucial moment, Zhang Yuan once again sacrificed his ultimate trump card.
Even during his toughest battle with the War General Sculpture, he hadn’t used this Divine Weapon, perhaps waiting precisely for this moment.
And with this strike, Zhang Yuan poured all his remaining strength into it, gambling his life in an all-in bet!
Giving the Skeleton King no chance to react, the Red Blood Saber instantly pierced through its brow.
Then penetrated the skull, flying out from the back of its head!
The Skeleton King’s entire body shuddered, the bones squeaking as they rubbed against each other, and the two ghostly purple flames in its eyes surged violently.
The tip of its left index finger was only an inch from Zhang Yuan’s forehead.
But it could no longer press forward!
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