Chapter 1674: Chapter 202: The Evil Dragon Awakens
Although Nazgul could be considered the true sovereign of the entire Death Mountain Range, he had been dormant here for a millennium, and much of his past battle experience had faded from memory. For a moment, he was at a loss as to how to obliterate these formidable humans standing before him. Just as he hesitated, the Forbidden Curse led by the Pope finally formed. The Pope let out a long howl, drawing an arc in the air with the Divine Wand, and shouted, "Forbidden•Heavenly Light Holy Dance." The white rays in the sky instantly solidified into snowflake-like energy bodies, which rapidly spun as the Pope stirred them with the Divine Wand. In the center of these white energies, a vaguely discernible figure appeared. All the black tendrils vanished, and the black mist in the sky became even denser, as if Nazgul intended to use all his energy to battle to the death with the Heavenly Light Holy Dance summoned by the five of the Pope. Ah Dai focused his gaze on the "snowflakes" in the air. With his extraordinary eyesight, he could clearly see that the figure within the snowflakes was an angel in a snow-white dress, whose exceptionally beautiful face exuded an aura of uncompromising dignity, remarkably resembling Xuan Yue. Behind her, six wings as white as jade gently flapped. The entire Forbidden Curse was guided by her as it surged toward the black mist in the air. The angel’s petite figure continuously soared and swayed in the air, like a dance, leading the snowflake-like Divine Energy to whirl violently like a tornado. With the emergence of the Forbidden Curse, the bone dragon in the air seemed to become agitated, disregarding itself entirely, and launched a fierce attack against the three Sword Saints. Under its strong assault, the three Sword Saints, although managed to break dozens of its bones, were forced back a hundred meters. The bone dragon, having repelled the three Sword Saints, headed straight for the Heavenly Light Holy Dance rushing toward the black mist without hesitation. Its wide bone wings unfolded, exploding with astonishing speed. Ah Dai snorted coldly, understanding that Nazgul intended to use the bone dragon’s massive body to shield him from the Forbidden Curse’s attack, but how could Ah Dai let him succeed? With almost no hesitation, Ah Dai unleashed the Wish of Goris on his right arm; a flash of light disappeared as he performed an Instant Teleportation. When he reappeared, he landed right in front of the bone dragon. The bone dragon, under Nazgul’s command, only wanted to charge into the whirlwind-like energy in front of it, not expecting a human to suddenly appear before it. Ah Dai pushed his power to the limit, and the Sumeru Sword, with its three-meter-long blade, heavily struck the bone dragon’s forehead. The forehead, where the bone dragon’s soul was concentrated, was sliced in half with a puff by the invincible Sumeru Sword. Green sticky liquid showered down, falling at once. Meanwhile, the bone dragon’s body seemed to lose support, transforming into bones that all fell away.
Although he successfully killed the bone dragon, Ah Dai did not feel comfortable either. The impact of the hundred-meter bone dragon flying with all its might was something he had not anticipated beforehand. Although he decapitated the bone dragon’s head, he was also knocked flying backward by the impact, his chest churning with blood and energy; if it weren’t for the protection of the Divine Dragon Body Cover, he might have been injured by now.
Everything happened in an instant, and Nazgul barely had time to revive the bone dragon before facing the powerful attack of the Heavenly Light Holy Dance. The white angel, carrying snowflake-like Divine Energy, finally rushed into the black mist, and the white light suddenly disappeared, all merging into the black mist. Everyone couldn’t help but feel tense; if the Forbidden Curse of the Heavenly Light Holy Dance could not harm Nazgul, they would be in grave danger.
After being rushed in by the Heavenly Light Holy Dance, the entire group of black mist seemed to stand still. Suddenly, the area of the black mist expanded drastically, spanning over ten thousand square meters in an instant. A shrill howl pierced through, causing the entire black mist to convulse violently. The Immortal Evil Witch King belonging to the dark, when faced with a Divine Light Magic of Curse Level, suffered a massive blow.
The Pope closed his eyes, continually fusing the energy transmitted by the four Red Robe Priests with his own, channeling it through the Divine Wand, injecting accurately into the angel within the black mist.
The black mist in the air abruptly shrank, accompanied by another shrill scream. Without any warning, the Pope’s entire body trembled, spurting a mouthful of blood. His body swayed, nearly falling from the sky. Behind him, Xuan Ye hurriedly supported his father. The four Red Robe Priests all knew that the Pope had lost contact with the Forbidden Curse.
A huge explosion sounded from within the black mist, and the third shrill scream echoed. Everyone knew that although the Pope’s Forbidden Curse did not eliminate Nazgul, it undoubtedly inflicted significant damage on him. The black mist’s volume continued to shrink, and within just a few blinks, it condensed to around one square meter, transforming into a black ball resembling a solid entity.
Ah Dai’s eyes sparkled with determination, and his body rushed forward at high speed. He withdrew the protective Divine Dragon Body Cover energy, and in the glimmer of blue light, the blackish Xuan Iron Bow appeared in his hand. The Sumeru Sword was swiftly compressed, recreating the scene when he confronted Harsfin. Due to his instant burst of energy compressing the Sumeru Sword, Ah Dai’s body endured immense pressure, and threads of fresh blood oozed from his pores. However, he almost hesitated not in the slightest; while compressing the Sumeru Sword, he placed the highly compressed Energy Arrow onto the Xuan Iron Bow’s string. The majestic and imposing Ah Dai was filled with undeniable arrogance, his overwhelming presence tightly encircling the mass of black mist in the air. The black mist mass twisted violently like a solid entity but couldn’t escape Ah Dai’s encirclement. The enormous pressure had already seeded fear in the Immortal Evil Witch King Nazgul’s heart; he wanted to retaliate, but having just lost a significant amount of energy from the impact of the Forbidden Curse Heavenly Light Holy Dance, he simply had no chance to resist.
