Chapter 272: You are Already Dead (2/2)
Despite feeling humiliated, Vlad was different from the Dead Red Dragon whose brain had mostly rotted off. His revival was conducted through a relatively complete ritual which fully replicated his brain and other organs, which ensures that he retained some extent of rationality.
‘When my body recovers completely and I’ve created an army of blood slaves out of these humans, the world shall witness the glory of Nightstalkers once more…”
Hence, he spread his blood wings and started towards the blood clouds in the skies, intent on using it as cover to escape.
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“The skies are the glory of our god; the earth is the Eden of our lord. The radiance of the God of Games shall wash over this place, his great might a cage that binds all profanity. We shall thus follow his will, present his grace and preach his compassion-for our god is ever kind, forgiving all blasphemy, we shall deliver all that is profane, vile and blasphemous to our lord’s presence with our iron fist, blades and our might.”
Meanwhile, Leah the Warrior Princess was excitedly waving her flagpole, chanting a long prayer before proclaiming the name of her skill.
“Divine Trap: Summoner’s Rift.”
She firmly stabbed the flagpole in the ground, took out her brass knuckles from a pocket and wore it and assume a pose as if she was ready to punch her foe to death.
The flag on the pole soared windlessly, revealing the crest of the Church of Games which radiated incredible brightness.
Vlad, who was still soaring through the air suddenly stiffened as if he had crashed into an invisible wall, his face flattening over it in a most laughable manner.
And a moment later, he crashed down from the skies, but Nightstalker’s body was strong enough that mere collision wouldn’t leave him brain dead.
However, the Warrior Princess class was basically no different from Saintess to a certain extent, and most class-exclusive skills relied upon Xi Wei’s power-one of which was the ultimate move Leah had used just now.
Therefore, Vlad, who was already left half-paralyzed by Xi Wei’s divine retribution, suffered resonating damage when he crashed into the invisible wall casted from Xi Wei’s divine power with the effect of one plus one equals to more than two!
Even so, the Father of Nightstalkers still managed to recover immediately and didn’t crash into the earth directly.
Driving his broken body on, he continued evading the concentrated assault unleashed by the Players below ground, but their assault was too tight that his HP continued to drop.‘The Mountain Tigers’ secret tunnel… as long as I can reach it… as long as I can escape, I will rise again…!
Nevertheless, when Vlad finally reached the Mountain Tigers’ ancestral hall, the Roaring Blaze Tiger Warrior who had somehow been freed of his curse was standing above his stone coffin—which covered the stone tunnel, and was simply waiting for him.
“No vacant spots here! Damned Nightstalker, your second life ends here!”
Flames ignited over the Roaring Blaze Tiger Warrior’s body once again. Disregarding if his heart could withstand the extreme heat, both the Tiger Warrior’s hands had already punched out countless times at a speed comparable to a firing Gatling Gun, raining hits down upon Vlad.
“Ora-ora-ora-ora-ora-ora-ora-ora-ora!”
“Oof…” Even as an unintelligible utterance escape his throat, Vlad’s entire body was cracking with what resembled magma fissures.
“You—are already dead!” The Roaring Blaze Tiger Warrior, said coldly, withdrawing his fist and turned his back to him.
In the very next moment, the Father of Nightstalkers exploded into blood then rained over the skies, evaporating from the world at the extreme heat of six thousand Celsius!