Chapter 744: Chapter 201: Immortal Evil Witch King_3
Ah Dai’s reinforcements had arrived just in time. Yun Ying, Goshawk, and Harry, who led a tri-colored glow of blue, red, and green, rushed to his side. Together with Ah Dai’s Sumeru Sword, the four physical battle auras simultaneously struck at the enemies before them. The combined might of the Four Greatest Swordsmen was terrifying. Despite the amplified power of the bone birds and Polar Undead Spiders that had been summoned, they faced only destruction against such a vast and powerful attack. Everywhere the four colored glows passed, the bone birds and Polar Undead Spiders vanished. These mid to low-level Polar Undead Spiders couldn’t even slightly obstruct the combined attack of the Four Greatest Swordsmen.
After eliminating the enemies before them, the golden, blue, red, and green glows converged and instantaneously expanded in the air, forming a large net aimed at the black fog. Unspoken consensus passed between Ah Dai and his comrades, their goal was to not afford Nazgul any chance of escape. The four colored glows, filled with the colossal battle qi of the Four Greatest Swordsmen, seemed to induce a sense of crisis within the black fog. The battle qi advanced rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, they successfully encircled the black fog, allowing Ah Dai and his friends to exert their battle qi simultaneously, constantly contracting towards the interior.
When the battle qi had condensed the volume of the black fog to five square meters, it could no longer further shrink. A faint voice echoed out: "Impressive, it seems I underestimated you all. To command energy to such an extent, you humans already hold power nearing the gods and demons. But have you forgotten? I am the Immortal Evil Witch King, eternal and undying. No energy can trap me. Youngsters, keep your eyes wide open."
A burst of black light flashed suddenly, and all four men simultaneously felt an immense tension emanating from the black fog. Before they could react, the black fog had expanded its volume to about ten square meters, with a spike-like black ray ferociously striking towards the defensive position held by Harry. The black ray and Harry’s Green Lotus Battle Aura collided with a sharp, grinding noise. Alarmed, Harry urged the Green Lotus underneath his feet to float up, creating countless petal-like auras, which headed towards his defense position. However, he was a step too late, with the sharp black ray possessing an incredibly strong impact. With a soft ’phew,’ a gap opened in the Green Lotus Battle Aura, and in that split second, all the black fog drifted out, breaking free from the containment circle of the four swordsmen.
Ah Dai had intended to support Harry, but everything happened so swiftly. By the time his thought had sparked into action, the black fog had already made its successful escape. With a fluctuation in the energy, Harry’s face changed, showing clear signs of internal injuries. Ah Dai understood that they had been close to success just now. If the battle auras of the other three Sword Saints also possessed a sacred aura and the strength of the Sumeru Sword, they might have shattered Nazgul’s legend of immortality. However, it was too late for any ifs and buts now, as Nazgul had already broken out.
Nazgul didn’t afford the Four Greatest Swordsmen another chance to form an encirclement – the black fog suddenly expanded without limits, instantly turning into a massive dark cloud beyond the reach of their battle auras. Nazgul didn’t summon more Undead Creatures to attack, but instead sent nine black fogs from within the dark clouds formed by the black fog towards the nine, including Ah Dai.
The Pope and the four Red Robe Priests had their magic ready, prepared to assist Ah Dai’s team at any time. However, they were momentarily stumped by this sudden change. During the moment that everyone was slightly slower in response, the nine black fogs swiftly wrapped their bodies, revealing Nazgul’s true skill - Dark Erosion from the Demon Realm. The black fogs, reminiscent of maggots gnawing on bone, rapidly clung onto each of their bodies. The dense stickiness took Ah Dai and the rest by surprise. All of them being the best among mankind, they simultaneously activated their protective energy in the face of danger, keeping the black fogs at bay. However, the black fogs didn’t hastily attack them, merely completely enveloping their bodies. Ah Dai tentatively expended his raw battle qi, surprisingly expanding the enveloping black fog and thus increasing his range of motion. A hint of coldness flashed across Ah Dai’s eyes. With the Sumeru Sword quickly reforming, without any hesitation, he promptly struck at the black fog before him.
The moment the Sumeru Sword connected with the black fog, Ah Dai was horrified to find that the black fog unfathomably appeared to contain no energy. The golden sword light flashed across but did no damage. The glow passed by and disappeared into the overhead dark clouds. The clouds merely quivered slightly, showing no further reaction. The black fog still shrouded Ah Dai’s body, and took advantage of his sword strike to retract to its original size. Ah Dai could clearly see that his protective raw True Qi was being consumed by the black fog, and the defensive shield was shrinking constantly.
The same thing was happening to the rest of the team. Each person tried to use their highest attack to counter the black fogs, but to no avail. Apart from persistently corroding their protective energy, the black fog seemed to be impervious to forces.
"No need to waste your energy, my Dark Magic does not belong to this realm. With your cultivation, it’s nearly impossible to fight against me. Now, you only have two options: One, swear loyalty to our great God of the Netherworld. The other, wait for your demise." Nazgul’s voice was cold and emotionless, and despite gaining the upper hand, his mood seemed to be consistently calm. Ah Dai felt a chill creeping into his heart, as the calm opponent was always the most frightening.
