Chapter 81: Chapter81-God-rank Undead Calamity
The remaining beastfolk lords and General Suke looked at one another, completely at a loss.
As they stared at the figure standing alone in the middle of the street, a deep chill rose in their hearts.
"Just what is this adventurer’s background?"
Seeing that John was about to swing his sword again, everyone’s expressions filled with terror.
But at that moment, the altar in the center of the city suddenly erupted with a terrifying fluctuation.
In the next instant, a horrifying scene unfolded.
The lords and Suke, who had still been full of life just moments ago, suddenly felt their hearts stop.
They clutched their chests in disbelief and slowly collapsed to the ground.
Their faces rapidly turned deathly pale, and large patches of wrinkles began appearing across their skin.
In just a few seconds, this group of beastfolk powerhouses, whose average level was above 100, all died at once.
Pure life aura rose from their bodies and gathered toward the altar.
Seeing this, John narrowed his eyes slightly.
His figure flashed, and in the next moment, he appeared near the altar.
At this moment, beastfolk corpses were scattered all around the altar.
Without exception, their faces were pale and deeply wrinkled. They had all died after having their life aura drained away.
And above the altar, a burly figure stood tall.
It was none other than the beastfolk king.
At this moment, he was greedily absorbing the life aura offered by his subordinates, and the aura around him was rising rapidly.
Noticing John’s arrival, the beastfolk king opened his eyes slightly and gave a savage grin.
"You’ve come. I have waited for you for a thousand years, and you have finally appeared."
Hearing this, John’s brows moved almost imperceptibly.
It seemed the other party had known long ago that he would appear here.
Suddenly, the beastfolk king waved his hand.
A primitive and savage beastfolk totem appeared over his body.
"Royal City Imprisonment, descend."
As his roar rang out, the totem before him suddenly bloomed with green light.
Rumble!
The entire city trembled.
A huge dark green magic array instantly enveloped the whole city.
In just a few seconds, it rapidly expanded into a complete barrier, covering the vast beastfolk royal city.
At this moment, no one could enter or leave the royal city.
It had completely become a cage.
John’s eyes flickered as he considered whether to use Spatial Authority and attempt to break the barrier open.
But at that moment, the beastfolk king split his mouth into a grin and said,
"From now on, this royal city is the arena for our duel to the death.
"Today, only one of us will leave this place alive!
"Adventurer, I have endured for far too long just to wait for you.
"I almost began to wonder whether the god’s prophecy had been wrong. Fortunately, god never deceives his believers."
As he spoke, he suddenly drew the long sword at his waist and pointed it straight at John.
"Today, I shall cut you down and clear the obstacle from my path toward godhood!"
John listened to his baffling words and directly threw an Inspection spell at him.
In the next moment, the other party’s information appeared.
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[Beastfolk King (BOSS)]
[Skills]: Sovereign of Ten Thousand Beasts, Sky-Shattering Giant Slash, King’s Furious Roar, True Body of the Berserk Beast, Slaughter Domain
[Introduction]: The strongest king of the beastfolk race in ten thousand years. He possesses the pure bloodline of an ancient Beast King and rules all tribes and legions across the beastfolk territory. His personality is brutal and domineering, bloodthirsty and warlike. He worships strength above all else.
...
At this moment, the greatsword in the beastfolk king’s hand suddenly bloomed with golden light.
A terrifying aura of kingship erupted from the blade.
"This sword shall kill the enemy before me."
The beastfolk king’s calm voice rang out.
In the next instant, killing intent descended with a boom.
John could clearly sense that he had been locked onto by the other party.
Even if a thousand mountains and rivers stood between them, this sword would absolutely land on him.
"Interesting. Has it already been touched by a trace of Law?"
John’s expression became slightly solemn.
He remembered how the other party had stood on the altar just now, absorbing the life force of his subordinates and clansmen.
Most likely, what he had used just now was a sacrificial forbidden technique, allowing this beastfolk king to touch the threshold of Law directly.
Buzz!
A sword light that pierced heaven and earth suddenly burst forth.
Facing this strike, John’s expression remained unchanged.
He directly raised his hand and brought it down toward the front.
[God-rank Undead Calamity!]
This was the skill he had obtained after killing the clone of the God of Undead.
The quantity and quality of undead it could summon were both terrifying.
The moment he used it, a deep and gloomy portal appeared before John.
His MP instantly dropped by 50%.
But soon, the gate began to surge violently, and undead filled with dense death aura started emerging one after another.
The first to walk out was a skeleton holding a bone staff and wearing a dark golden cloak.
The moment it appeared, it delayed that sword light in midair.
[This Undead Calamity has summoned a special summon: Lord of Undead!]
John’s gaze focused as he looked at the skeleton wearing the dark golden cloak.
The summon’s information appeared.
[Lord of Undead]
[Duration]: 10 minutes
[Introduction]: A famous overlord in the undead realm, one that is rarely summoned by others.
Once summoned, it is certain to bring terrifying death.
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"So this is the God-rank Undead Calamity? It casually summoned a level 100 creature."
The corner of John’s mouth lifted slightly.
He watched as the Lord of Undead raised its bone staff and released a large amount of cyan death light.
Under the shroud of that death light, the sword blade of light unleashed by the beastfolk king gradually declined, until it finally vanished into nothingness.
Behind it, undead of all kinds continued to pour out endlessly.
The moment these undead appeared, they were brought under the control of the Lord of Undead, manipulated by it, and sent charging toward the beastfolk king.
Under the impact of the undead tide, the sword light was completely worn away.
The beastfolk king’s eyes filled with shock.
"Undead? This man actually has ties to the undead realm as well?"
Before he could react, the endless tide of undead had already charged forward.
The beastfolk king took a deep breath, then brought the greatsword in his hand down heavily.
"God, grant me strength."
In the next moment, a massive phantom of the Beast God actually appeared before him.
Although the phantom possessed no intelligence, under the guidance of the beastfolk king’s greatsword, it directly struck its palm toward the undead tide.
In an instant, countless broken limbs, severed arms, and shards of white bone scattered in every direction.
Before this Beast God phantom, the undead tide was as fragile as paper, torn apart with ease.
However, John did not feel the slightest heartache.
After all, these were only things he had summoned by spending 50% of his MP.
John merely watched leisurely as the Lord of Undead continued controlling and empowering the undead, madly besieging the beastfolk king and exhausting his stamina and mana.
To him, this was a guaranteed profitable trade.
Even if the beastfolk king wiped out every last undead, John would not lose anything!
