SWDnovel Chapter 146 Oh no, it's going to sacrifice itself.
Chapter 146 Oh no, it's going to sacrifice itself.
Lu Yan half-carried, half-supported Wen Yue to a broken stone pillar behind which the view was open and conveniently avoided most of the fan-shaped area swept by the chains.
He examined the shattered armor on her chest; the wound was deep enough to expose bone, and Su Yunqing's healing light could barely sustain her vital signs.
"You stay here and snipe, don't move." Lu Yan's voice was flat, and he simply shoved a vial of highly concentrated medical supplies into her hand.
Wen Yue didn't speak, she just nodded. She sat down against the stone pillar, her lips pale from blood loss, but she didn't hesitate for a moment as she set up the World-Destroying Thunder Crossbow.
Through the shattered tactical goggles, the intact eye re-locked onto the raging behemoth in the distance.
In the center of the battlefield, the situation had deteriorated to an extreme degree.
The Ghost King completely gave up struggling. It used the hundred-meter-long chain as a meteor hammer, and with each swing, it plowed a new furrow in the bluestone square.
Zhao Leiguang and Shen Xinglin were like two leaves in a storm, only able to dodge awkwardly by relying on speed and anticipation, unable to even get close.
"This can't go on!" Zhao Leiguang roared. He had just dodged a ground-slam attack when flying debris clanged against his shield. "This guy's attack range is outrageous!"
Shen Xinglin didn't reply, but urged his mount forward and once again cut in from the side. His lance drew sparks across the Ghost King's thick ankle, successfully diverting the Ghost King's attention from his next sweep, giving Zhao Leiguang less than a second to catch his breath.
Lu Yan's gaze moved quickly between the Ghost King, the chain, and the anchor point on the other end of the chain that was still embedded in the wall.
Chains are its weapon, but also its constraint.
Its power comes from this chain, but its movements are also restricted by it. Its attack radius is fixed, and its turning speed is delayed due to its massive size.
"Old Zhao!" Lu Yan's voice rang out clearly in the team channel, "Listen to my commands, starting from your current position, run clockwise around it! Maintain top speed, don't stop!"
"Huh?" Zhao Leiguang, who had just dodged the sweeping attack with a roll, was stunned by what he heard. "Run around it? Aren't I already running? If I run any faster, I'll be out of this square!"
Before he could finish speaking, a dark shadow had already swept past him. Shen Xinglin's mount rushed past, skimming the inner edge of the flailing chains, while simultaneously sending a few words into the team chat.
"Let the chains bind themselves."
Zhao Leiguang finally got the hang of it.
"Holy crap!" He slapped his thigh. "Right! Something that big can't turn around slowly; it could easily get itself tangled up!"
He wasn't standing still; he was doing this to trigger the fable d1ixaoguo.
His entire body transformed into a blur of motion, flying close to the ground.
"Come on, you idiot!" Zhao Leiguang roared in the direction of the Ghost King, his voice full of provocation.
The ghostly green flame in the Ghost King's single eye suddenly burst forth, enraged by the insect that was jumping around repeatedly.
It abandoned its harassment of Shen Xinglin, who had a wider range of influence, and focused all its attention on Zhao Leiguang. It swung its arm in a wide arc, and the wind pressure generated by the chains almost formed a gray tornado.
Zhao Leiguang's heart was pounding in his throat, but he kept Lu Yan's instructions firmly in mind and did not make any changes in direction or slow down. He simply ran wildly along the fixed circular path.
The chains slammed down half a meter behind him, shattering rocks and sending shockwaves shoving his back, making him run even faster.
a circle.
In order to catch up with him, the Ghost King's massive body was forced to turn at an angle.
The chain that extended from its ankle wrapped around its other leg without its own awareness.
"It works!" Lin Chuxue's voice was filled with excitement.
Shen Xinglin's harassment became even more deadly.
Each thrust of his lance landed on the joint of the leg that supported the Ghost King's weight, forcing it to rotate its body more dramatically in order to maintain balance.
The Ghost King was completely caught in a passive chase. The angrier it became, the faster it swung its chains, and the more it spun around Zhao Leiguang's body.
Two laps, three laps...
That deadly chain became its own prison.
First the ankles, then the knees, and finally even the waist and abdomen were wrapped up.
The Ghost King's movements began to become sluggish and clumsy.
It realized something was wrong and tried to stop and free itself, but Shen Xinglin's lance would always strike at the most crucial moment from the most tricky angle, interrupting its movements.
Zhao Leiguang, on the other hand, was like a perpetual motion machine, constantly drawing circles around it.
Finally, as the chains wrapped around its fourth loop, the demon king's massive body lost its balance. It stumbled forward and fell to the ground.
This time, it failed to stand up again.
"Now!" Xiao Qianyu's voice was as cold as ice.
The attacks, which had been brewing for some time, were unleashed simultaneously.
Wen Yue leaned against the stone pillar and fired three high-explosive grenades in quick succession, which hit the Ghost King's one exposed eye as he fell to the ground in a triangular pattern.
The violent explosion caused the eerie green flame to shake violently.
"Die, you bastard!" Lin Chuxue slammed her staff on the ground, and crimson energy gathered in front of her into a giant magic ball with a diameter of more than three meters, which smashed into the Ghost King's head with a shriek.
The Blood Mage in Infinite Firepower mode is dealing terrifyingly high damage numbers right now.
Another gunman was also busy.
Each time the Dragon King's Halberd appeared, it precisely pierced the gaps in the keratin layer tightened by the chains, bringing out bursts of black liquid.
Her attacks do not aim for single-hit damage, but rather continuously create wounds in the same spot, layer by layer.
The battlefield was divided in two.
Half of them, Zhao Leiguang and Shen Xinglin, were still kiting the Ghost King, who was still struggling wildly after falling to the ground, not giving it any chance to break free of the chains.
The other half was a devastating performance from the three firepower output points.
The Ghost King's health began to plummet.
It let out a defiant roar, its four arms pounding the ground frantically, trying to break free. But the harder it struggled, the tighter the chains tightened.
Lu Yan stood still, not in a hurry to make a move. His gaze fell on the empty skeletal throne at the end of the plaza.
The throne has remained completely unresponsive since the start of the battle.
This is not normal.
Just as the Ghost King's health dropped below 10%, a sudden change occurred.
The throne, crafted from the bones of a colossal beast, had two dark golden horns that shone brightly at their tips.
The demon king, lying prostrate on the ground, paused in its movements. It gave up struggling, and the single eye, dimmed by the explosion, no longer revealed rage, but rather a kind of almost devout fear.
It raised its head, looked in the direction of the throne, and uttered syllables that were difficult to understand.
It's like...pleading?
The next second, the Ghost King's enormous body began to dissolve.
Instead of turning into specks of light, it melted from the inside out into a pool of foul-smelling black liquid, like a candle.
Instead of dispersing, the liquids coalesced into a single stream, flowing upstream towards the skeletal throne.
"No!" Lu Yan shouted, "It's going to sacrifice itself to awaken something on the throne!"