Chapter 287: Escaping Death, A Deal with the Death God (1/2)
Chapter 287: Escaping Death, A Deal with the Death God
An immense, seemingly unstoppable, domain energy spread across the hall, completely immersing Ayrin, Stingham, RInloran, and the Dark Queen Mermaid within a sea of dark red light.
“What is this?!”
Drops of blood abruptly began to seep out from under their skin.
The domain was sucking out the blood within their bodies!
Field of Blood!
It was the unique bloodline skill of the Dark Elves!
Only a few seconds passed, yet Ayrin had already lost an enormous amount of blood as a mist of his own blood enveloped him.
Suffering such massive blood loss, Ayrin’s consciousness became blurry. He had no clue as to whether or not his shadow ball was still shooting towards the elder Allen Brother.
“It’s actually…”
“I can’t die like this…”
Rinloran felt a cold pervade through him as his body slowly stiffened.
He inwardly roared in resistance as thoughts flooded his mind.
Of the two powerful opponents before them, they had already managed to defeat one.
Ayrin had broken through in the middle of the fight and managed to open his third gate whereas Rinloran had managed to receive the blessing of the sapling of the Tree of Life while on the verge of death, completely recovering from his wounds as the energy of life filled his body.
The three of them had managed to endure to this point. How could they accept losing now to the elder Allen Brother’s final domain?
“How could my wise, divinely skilled, and handsome self die at the hands of such an ugly shorty?”
“Someone! Hurry up and come save us! There is an Evil Dragon Follower here!”
Stingham began shouting in despair.
Seeing the unwavering looks in their eyes, the elder Allen Brother’s eyes filled with pleasure.
“You all are still not willing to resign yourselves. With your strength, you have managed to heavily injure my brother… and you have also forced me to use my trump card. Hurry up and obediently step onto the path to hell. Don’t waste any more energy shouting. None of your cries will make it out of this domain. There is no one who can save you,” the elder Allen Brother said cruelly.
“Bastard… I will defeat you!” Ayrin inwardly roared over and over again.
As he did so, the particles within his body began greedily devouring the domain energy surrounding him as he surpassed his limits once more.
But regardless of how many arcane particles emerged within his body, he still couldn’t prevent blood from seeping out of his body.
Ayrin could feel the end coming. He could feel the God of Death descending for him.
Indeed, a figure cloaked in black slowly stepped into his vision.
The elder Allen Brother cruelly smiled once more as he thought of all the treasures and artifacts that would be his when he defeated the three before him. He and his brother would finally be able to receive the fruits of all their hard work.
But then, he suddenly felt a strange atmosphere descend over the hall. “What is this?!” he exclaimed as he sharply turned around.
Whoosh!
But as he turned around, shadows descended around him and his brother, completely trapping the two.
The shadows didn’t release any arcane energy fluctuations, yet feelings of immense fear abruptly invaded the two Allen Brothers.
“Mother… don’t leave me here…” the younger Allen Brother brokenly muttered, his voice full of dread.
“Who is it?!”
The elder Allen Brother felt his heart shrink in terror as his body inexplicably became extremely heavy, as if he no longer had the strength to move. He felt as if he was standing face to face with a giant monster.
“Coffin of the Death God – Funeral!”
An abnormally emotionless voice sounded through the hall.
A thin and weak looking figure with a stooping neck releasing pale white arcane particles appeared in the elder Allen Brother’s vision and began slowly walking towards him.
At the same time, countless shadows twisted around the elder Allen Brother’s body, forming a huge coffin around him.
“You are Lord Dias’…” the elder Allen Brother cried out as he regained his wits.
A shocking number arcane particles abruptly surged out from within his body, pushing his body forward.
Boom!
But at this point, the coffin’s lid was already closing.
The elder Allen Brother wasn’t able to completely make it out of the shadow coffin.
“Ugh!”
The small portion of his body caught by the shadow coffin abruptly turned into a paste of flesh and blood!
“Agh!”
At this moment, the elder Allen Brother wretchedly cried out, “You dared to attack us! Lord Dias will never let you go!”
The thin figure surrounded by pale white arcane particles didn’t react at all to the rain of blood and the elder Allen Brother’s screams.