Chapter 411 – Abyss City (2/2)

The two vice-marshals could teleport, Fatty also had the Elemental Movement Arts. When the trio kept running, the necromancers had no way to deal with them.

“Damned coward! Stop running if you dare!”

“Humans are all cowards. Who has the guts to fight with me?”

The trio ignored their provocation and kept running with their heads looking forward. The vague outline ahead became clearer and clearer until, in the end, the three men all stopped in shock.

In front of them, a dark city quietly stood, emitting an overwhelmingly oppressive aura. While no living presence could be sensed inside, the three still felt a chill from the bottom of their hearts.

“Abyss City.”

“This is Abyss Space.”

Two vice-marshals exclaimed aloud and looked at each other with fear in their eyes.

“Abyss City? Abyss City, one of the seven neutral main cities? “ Fatty looked at the ancient city with great interest.

Hundreds of meters high with length and width yet to be measured, the walls of Abyss City were covered in mottle and countless marks made by weapons. It seemed to have experienced numerous upheavals.

“Abyss City was lost in the war ten thousand years ago. Even the Abyss Space disappeared. So it ended up here.”

“It was said that the Abyss Clan who resided in Abyss City was very powerful, each of them above the 8th enhancement. The Lord of Abyss – its city lord – was an existence second only to Legendary, but fell in the war. The Abyss Clan also suffered heavy casualties.”

“If Abyss City is here, I wonder if the Abyss Clan is still here. If they are, I’m afraid we are bound to be doomed today.”

The two vice-marshals despaired the more they thought about it.

“Kekeke, Abyss City?”

“Yes, Abyss City.”

“Hurry back and inform Master that we’ve found Abyss City.”

“No hurry, let’s take the Legendary artifacts first.”

“Yes, Legendary artifacts are our priority.”

The four necromancers slowly appeared behind the trio, looking at them like cats looking at mice. Under their robes resounded that strange laughter and their eyes that glistened with the light of greed.

“Shit! There are only four of them. It’s not like we can’t handle them with the three of us?” Fatty asked in a low voice.

“That won’t be easy. They are all necromancers, they can’t be killed unless we can extinguish their soul flames. Three to four, in a weak position, we are not their match,” said the archer vice-marshal.

In fact, there was something he still withheld from saying aloud. Although they had three, Fatty who hadn’t reach the Divine realm didn’t amount to much firepower.

“There’s no sound in the city, unknown if it’s completely deserted or for other reasons. Let’s go in and find a chance to separate them,” the mage vice-marshal suggested.

The trio suddenly disappeared. The four undead necromancers chuckled and also vanished.

In Abyss City were buildings that were obviously Demon-styled. The tall buildings and the beautiful, luxurious patterns were all clear evidence of its past glory.

The trio rushed into the city without seeing any demons, as if the Abyss Clan who once ruled these parts had completely disappeared from existence. The huge and empty main city was eerie and ghastly. Looking towards the city lord mansion, Fatty shivered for no reason.

The trio kept teleporting, and in a few moments, they had already traveled through half of Abyss City. The four necromancers were hot on their heels, unable to be shaken.

“Guys, let’s split up. They will definitely go after me for the artifacts. You guys capture one first but don't kill it, wait for me to come back,” Fatty quickly said. Before the vice-marshals could answer, he ‘walked’ towards another direction.

Hearing this, the two vice-marshals rushed in the opposite direction. The four necromancers behind hesitated slightly before splitting up in two groups, only two chased after Fatty.

“From what City Lord said, he requires a necromancer,” the two vice-marshals discussed in a low voice. “I’ll use space magic to teleport one away first, let’s try and capture one of them before the City Lord returns.”

A white light glowed in the silent and dark city as the Divine space mage quickly chanted an incantation. Layers of ripples spread out of thin air, and before the two necromancers who had just teleported over could react, one of them was sent away.

“Want to divide and conquer?” The remaining necromancer asked in a sarcastic tone.

“Kill!” shouted the two vice-marshals. They each released their skills while charging at the opponent.

“Damn things! They’re chasing too tight.” Behind Fatty, the two necromancers were getting increasingly closer. If it weren't for the Elemental Movement Arts that were faster and more convenient than teleportation, Fatty would have already been caught.

“I’ll see where you can run.” A necromancer chuckled. The black robe lifted to reveal claw with dense bones stretching out, holding a fist-sized red thing that was jumping – a heart.

The other boney claw carved something on the heart. This necromancer recited something and then viciously gripped.

Pop!

The heart burst. Fatty suddenly screamed as an acute pain jolted through his heart. He fell to the ground, his whole body twitching from the pain.

“Kekeke, take out the Legendary artifacts.”

The two necromancers simultaneously extended their boney claws towards Fatty.