Chapter 743: Chapter 201: Immortal Evil Witch King_2
By now, under the delay of time, the Divine Judgment of the Pope and the four others had been completed. The Pope had naturally heard Ah Dai’s words and understood his intentions. The Divine Wand in his hand was lifted, and a chunky golden lightning bolt suddenly fell. The entire valley seemed to shake with it. The lightning snatched away the lives of hundreds of winged people as it passed through the air. When it hit the ground, a tremendous explosion occurred, evaporating at least a thousand of the dark alien races under the force of the Divine Judgment.
The golden light flowed on the Pope’s Divine Wand, setting off his golden ritual robe, making him look incredibly imposing. He said in a deep voice, "Immediately order the Dark alien races to retreat to the periphery of the Death Mountain Range and await their fate. Otherwise, my next strike will consist of the Divine Judgment of ten lightning bolts." With his realm, controlling this Level Eight magic was relatively easy.
After witnessing the scene just before, the Moon King and the Wing King’s faces changed repeatedly. Particularly after they found out that there were not only four Red Robe Priests and the Pope in front of them but also the four Sword Saints. Their hearts instantly wavered. As members of the dark side, they valued their lives immensely. As they considered their options, they heard an ethereal voice, "What’s so great about Divine Judgment. Even if there were a hundred or a thousand, they wouldn’t trouble me."
Upon hearing this voice, Ah Dai and the Pope trembled in unison. How could they not be surprised when they, with their realms, didn’t even notice another person nearby? To prevent any mishaps, the Pope gritted his teeth and fully activated the Divine Judgment. The golden clouds in the sky suddenly brightened, and amidst the muffled rumble of thunder, dozens of chunky lightning bolts bombarded the ground below from a row of clouds.
The ethereal voice and lightning appeared simultaneously. "A pearl of grain, does it also shine?" A thick black fog suddenly emerged from nowhere and floated beneath Ah Dai and the others. All the lightning bolts were absorbed by the black fog, except for a few that took the lives of some winged people. They disappeared without a trace, like a stone sinking into the sea.
Everyone was taken aback. The one who could effortlessly resolve dozens of Divine Judgment energy attacks had reached an unimaginable realm. Ah Dai tightened his grip on the Sumeru Sword and stepped back to the Pope and the Four Red Robe Priests, ready to react at any moment.
Seeing that the Divine Judgment was no longer a threat, the Moon King and the Wing King were overjoyed. They retreated and maintained a certain distance from Ah Dai and the others, ready to attack at any time. The black fog that had resolved the Divine Judgement gradually condensed, and the ethereal voice resounded again. "Humans, it was certainly not easy for you to kill Harsfin. But from here, you can’t go any further. You cannot disrupt the grand purpose of the darkness." This voice was indeed coming from the condensed black fog that was about five meters in diameter. Ah Dai was startled and said solemnly, "Are you the Immortal Evil Witch King Nazgul?"
The black fog fell silent for a moment before responding, "It seems you know a lot about us, the Undead creatures. Indeed, I am one of the three dominators of the Death Mountain Range - the Immortal Evil Witch King Nazgul. Now that you are here today, don’t even think about leaving. Moon King, take your people back to the main peak. Your task is to protect the altar. I’ll take care of things here."
The Moon King was very wary of the Immortal Evil Witch King Nazgul and promptly agreed. He and the Wing King led their elite winged people and retreated. Seeing Nazgul’s threat, Ah Dai, the Pope, and the rest did not pursue them and instead quietly accumulated their forces. Despite the tremendous strength of Nazgul, they believed that combining the power of the four Sword Saints, the Pope, and the four Red Robe Priests, they could resist him. Ah Dai stepped forward and said coldly, "Nazgul, stop struggling in vain. Evil will never triumph over justice. The final victory will always be ours. The one who should surrender is you."
Listening to Ah Dai’s stern words, Nazgul showed no anger. He laughed coldly, and the black cloud vibrated and, instead of moving forward, retreated like lightning. While Ah Dai and the others were startled, it flew hundreds of meters away. At the same time, a great many bone-birds emerged from the black fog, quickly rushing towards the crowd.
A flash of brilliance shone in Ah Dai’s eyes. He knew Nazgul had started using his ability to summon Undead creatures. Unlike those at the first checkpoint of the Mountain Range of Undead, these bone-birds were somewhat larger and shrouded in black fog. They rushed ferociously towards them. Ah Dai held his Sumeru Sword with both hands and let out a loud shout. A golden sword brilliance suddenly slashed out. Its broad and grand aura instantly boosted the spirits of his allies, helping them recover from their surprise at Nazgul’s appearance.
Under the effect of the enormous golden light blade, countless bone-birds in the center instantly turned to dust. The golden brilliance showed no signs of stopping and charged directly towards the black fog behind it. Ah Dai understood that only by eliminating Nazgul’s original body could the summoned Undead creatures vanish. Just as the golden brilliance was about to cut into the black fog, an unexpected change occurred. The condensed black fog suddenly split into two, drifted to both sides, and barely evaded Ah Dai’s cut. The two masses of black fog vibrated continuously, and Fiery Undead Spiders and another type of Undead Spider followed the bone-birds and rushed towards Ah Dai.
