Chapter 902 - 126: Final Battle
The battle continues on the long street of the Imperial Palace, at the corner of the alley.
The defending troops, forced to retreat step by step, were on the brink of despair, but the arrival of the divine cavalry of the Wild Hunt saved them.
A Mad Hunt Cavalryman charged through the demons, his skeletal horse clad in horse armor with a spiked helmet, knocking away one demon after another. Yet more fearless monsters surged forward, pulling the cavalryman from horseback.
Boom—
With a loud explosion, the Mad Hunt Cavalryman burst into a frosty mist, freezing the nearby demons in place.
Following closely, the Legendary Demon Hunter, wielding the Lady of the Lake’s Sword, leaped into the air, casting a magic seal known as Alder, shattering the frozen demons into pieces with a wave of energy.
He landed on the mount left by the Mad Hunt Cavalryman, turned the horse’s head, and charged to another battlefield.
Eve exclaimed in surprise, "What a formidable close-combat wizard; how many aces are you hiding?"
She curled up in Furin’s arms, as the two flew through the air, having just arrived from the Great Library to witness this gruesome scene.
"You people of the Empire are too unreliable; they’ve even invaded the Imperial Palace."
"This aura..."
Eve suddenly struggled, "Quick, let me down, I have a way to hypnotize these plagued bodies."
"Plagued bodies?"
"They are the infected; their consciousness is suppressed, their bodies controlled by the plague. As long as their autonomous disease consciousness is suppressed, they can calm down."
"I understand, then you better hurry."
Furin pondered, knowing that Blood Magic also contained plague spells, some capable of achieving such effects: "Oh, by the way, can they be recovered?"
Eve shook her head, "Maybe, but I’m unable to do it."
Furin breathed a sigh of relief, "Then that’s good."
As she spoke, she pressed her knuckles, and her bones cracked and snapped, pulling from her back the white Sawbone Greatsword, leaving the young witch with wide-eyed amazement.
If these infected could recover, the upcoming carnage would have turned into a careful dance on eggshells.
"What is this?"
Furin did not answer but simply raised the sawbone blade and donned the delicate White Bone Crown: "Blood Sea World, heed my command!"
The next moment, it sounded like ocean waves crashing.
The Blood Sea World tore open a portal, connecting to the present realm, pouring forth countless streams of blood, transforming into bizarre arranged demons, dived down with vibrating wings.
With the tide turning already, the battle’s fate was now sealed.
...
A pitch-black sky shrouds the world, countless black crows flapping their wings.
Within the Royal Garden, withered and decayed branches stretch out like phantoms, the air filled with invisible malice, countless tiny beings just waiting to parasitize hosts.
In the night, a half-white half-red sinister moon, resembling an eyeball, slowly emerges.
Tashia, in life, was a very powerful caster, her life level among the Legendary Domain as one of the foremost.
Previously, she transformed her time-expired body into the underground "Source of the Plague," destroyed by Losa and the others, forced to exist as an earth-bound spirit, the resurrection of her body requiring potions and life force of astronomical proportions.
This clearly wasn’t something her accidental contract with a young Greek noble could provide, and Pisistratus always guarded against her, never aiding thoroughly.
She had been prepared to perform the resurrection ritual using Li Yena’s body, which barely stepped into the Legendary class but lacked potential, yet Losa and the others came again—each gifted far beyond Li Yena.
Whether to directly seize their bodies or channel their abundant life force into her resurrection, either method far exceeded the "make-do" plan of occupying Li Yena’s body.
Moreover, Li Yena’s body had been destroyed by them.
Yet Losa had no intention to leave, unwilling to leave such an apocalyptic enemy outside, or risk sleepless nights thereafter; sealing the forbidden knowledge of the Plague School seemed wise.
"Is this your Domain?"
He could sense the Royal Garden had been sliced away, now existing independently from the world.
"I know you’re deceiving me, but I can’t afford this gamble."
Tashia’s sigh echoed.
From outside, those plagued monsters were also drawn into this realm, an eerie green light shining upon them, their bodies rapidly swelling, breath becoming even more fearsome.
In places invisible to the naked eye, new creatures were generated and nurtured.
"To leave, show your real skills."
As soon as the words ended, Losa, flying in mid-air, transformed into an unimaginable colossal Demon Dragon, seemingly covering the entire sky beneath his wings, with spiraling Dragon Horns like the Tyrant’s crown.
"Come forth."
Yet Losa had no intention to leave, unwilling to leave such an apocalyptic enemy outside, or risk sleepless nights thereafter; sealing the forbidden knowledge of the Plague School seemed wise.
"Is this your Domain?"
He could sense the Royal Garden had been sliced away, now existing independently from the world.
"I know you’re deceiving me, but I can’t afford this gamble."
Tashia’s sigh echoed.
From outside, those plagued monsters were also drawn into this realm, an eerie green light shining upon them, their bodies rapidly swelling, breath becoming even more fearsome.
In places invisible to the naked eye, new creatures were generated and nurtured.
"To leave, show your real skills."
As soon as the words ended, Losa, flying in mid-air, transformed into an unimaginable colossal Demon Dragon, seemingly covering the entire sky beneath his wings, with spiraling Dragon Horns like the Tyrant’s crown.
"Come forth."
Yet Losa had no intention to leave, unwilling to leave such an apocalyptic enemy outside, or risk sleepless nights thereafter; sealing the forbidden knowledge of the Plague School seemed wise.
"Is this your Domain?"
He could sense the Royal Garden had been sliced away, now existing independently from the world.
"I know you’re deceiving me, but I can’t afford this gamble."
Tashia’s sigh echoed.
From outside, those plagued monsters were also drawn into this realm, an eerie green light shining upon them, their bodies rapidly swelling, breath becoming even more fearsome.
In places invisible to the naked eye, new creatures were generated and nurtured.
"To leave, show your real skills."
As soon as the words ended, Losa, flying in mid-air, transformed into an unimaginable colossal Demon Dragon, seemingly covering the entire sky beneath his wings, with spiraling Dragon Horns like the Tyrant’s crown.
"Come forth."