Chapter 836 - 196: Element Fusion
The "Garuda" awakened like an ancient beast from slumber,
charging brutally and fiercely into the army of skeleton warships!
Crush, crush, crush!
There’s no need for a battering ram; with the astonishing defense and stamina of the "Garuda", bolstered by its speed and size, nothing can stand in its way.
The shells imbued with purification power crashed into the fleet like meteors from the heavens.
Massive shockwaves spread across the sea surface.
While destroying everything, they also ignited everything. Soon, countless white holy flames burned in the endless darkness.
Just as Jian Beifang had foreseen.
The greatest nemesis for the South King’s undead skeleton sea is the "Garuda", which possesses a 100% ability to purify the evil curse!
The skeleton warships were cleansed in large swathes, leaving a vast empty area on the sea as if a gigantic beast had taken a hard bite.
Retreating step by step.
At this rate, it won’t take long for Han Zhan to send the billions of bones in the Sea of the Dead domain to their final rest!
The South King watched this scene, the Netherworld Fire in his eyes flickering.
The time was still too short.
Ascending to divinity too hastily left no time for refinement, otherwise, the combat power of billions of bones wouldn’t be so limited.
Apart from that, the "Garuda’s" restraint on the evil curse was too unexpected.
On the Water Planet, there was never anything known to completely remove an evil curse.
But the "Garuda" just happened to possess that ability.
Adding these factors up, the defeat seemed certain.
However.
"It’s not that easy."
"Instead of being taken down one by one, why not put all the efforts into one final battle, to let you witness the power of the dead!"
As soon as the South King finished speaking, his warship "Mourner" suddenly left the water, ascending upward.
In an instant, the "Mourner" soared a hundred meters into the sky, assuming the form of a Bone Throne in the heavens.
Beneath it lay countless piles of bones.
All the skeleton warships contracted their formations, drawn by an invisible force, converging below the Bone Throne, ultimately forming a White Bone Evil Dragon perched atop the pale sky pillar!
The "Mourner", transformed into the Bone Throne, sat just above the giant dragon’s head.
On one side, there was the sea fortress "Garuda" exuding platinum holy light, and on the other, the White Bone Evil Dragon "Mourner" coiled on the sky-supporting pillar.
The entire scene was completely filled by these two colossal entities.
...
"It’s useless."
"Your elements are utterly ineffective against me, they’re just a waste of effort."
In the eastern sea, the East King glanced thoughtfully towards the direction of the South King, unperturbed by the opponent before him.
After being Mutated into a bone form, the "Chixiao" became the most imposing battering ram warship on the Water Planet; any attack was just a paper tiger to it, shattered with a single strike.
Wind Blade, Fireball, even Freezing.
The "Chixiao" drew a straight line on the sea surface, pulverizing every obstacle in its path!
"Found you, you elusive creature!"
"Who would have thought that the dignified North King would become like a rat in the gutter."
The ghostly fire in the East King’s hollow eye sockets blazed fiercely, as he turned to mockingly gaze at an inconspicuous shadow in the darkness.
The "Chixiao" changed its course, unleashing a terrifying roar once more.
With unimaginable speed, it pierced through the barrier in a blink.
With a thunderous crash, a warship in the previously empty darkness was smashed to pieces.
It wasn’t the "Gray Sparrow".
The East King grunted at the sight, turned abruptly, detecting another clue in the darkness.
The "Chixiao" changed direction again, its skull ram burning with Nether Flames, like a scythe of doom, swung towards the second location.
Boom!
Another warship was smashed, yet again not the "Gray Sparrow"!
In the Sea of Death domain, all light was devoured, and the "Night Travel" talent, in this environment, could exhibit over a hundred percent effectiveness.
Moreover, the "Night Travel" talent could also be cast on other warships in the fleet.
In this way, Jian Beifang’s feints managed to successfully delay the "Chixiao’s" progress.
However, the cost of this delay was that every few seconds, a Northern King’s Old Forces’ ship was destroyed by the "Chixiao’s" collision.
To stall the East King, they paid with their lives!
A thousand warships, each delaying three seconds, collectively only bought fifty minutes.
To gain those fifty minutes required a thousand ships to be completely annihilated, leaving nothing behind.
Is it worth it?
No one could answer this question.
Just as Jian Beifang said when he made that decision initially.
Or perhaps even earlier.
From the moment they saw Jian Beifang’s Cloud-Piercing Arrow and decided to join his rallying call.
All the Northern King’s Old Forces had already resolved to face death.
They should have died a hundred years ago in the Four Kings War.
Living an extra hundred years was solely for today, to fight alongside their king once more!
Half an hour slipped by in a blink.
Even through elimination, over half of the ships in the endless dark fog were destroyed.
This game of cat and mouse was reaching its end.
In thirty-five minutes, seven hundred warships perished, leaving no survivors.
In forty minutes, eight hundred ships forever sank into this Sea of Death.
In forty-five minutes, nine hundred ships.
In fifty minutes, one thousand ships!
By this time, all incorrect answers had been ruled out.
Among the Northern King’s Old Forces, not one person felt cowardice or fear; not one retreated in the face of the battle!
"This delay is meaningless," the East King said softly after demolishing the last ship while commanding the "Chixiao".
Expecting no response,
he was surprised to hear Jian Beifang’s voice resonate calmly in front of him:
"Who said it’s meaningless?"
"Watching your own former subordinates die one by one, you managed not to show yourself, only using elemental distractions that couldn’t even hinder me."
The East King twisted his neck slightly; even after becoming bone, the phantom pain in his back seemed unrelenting.
But as long as he killed Jian Beifang, everything would come to an end.
"North King, don’t you think you’re quite a failure?"
"Moreover, you’ve failed twice in a row."
In response to the East King’s taunting words, the "Gray Sparrow" emerged from its Night Travel state, blocking the "Chixiao’s" path forward.
"You’ve finally stopped hiding. Then — die!"
Amidst a menacing roar, the skull ram of the "Chixiao" erupted with the fiercest flames.
Ready to end the sea legend of the "Gray Sparrow", just like a hundred and twenty-four years ago.
The "Gray Sparrow" neither dodged nor retreated.
Jian Beifang stood at the very front of the ship, stretching out his arms in a large ’T’ shape.
"Element, fusion!"