Chapter 671 - Kill the God (2) (2/2)

But Morpheus had other tricks.

“Mist!” Black light pulsed around him. At the same time, black mist rose up in the air, swirling towards him. They connected and snapped the golden beam around him!

At that moment, alarms raised in Morpheus. Using his rich battle experience, he dodged to the side, head turning. At almost the same time, sharp silver light scraped past his face, bringing with it dark golden blood that shone with a black light. It was Link’s sword!

This move was extremely dangerous. If he was an instant slower, his head would be somewhere else now.

Before this subsided, another wave came.

“Restraint Force Field!” This was Eliard with another Ethereal spell.

“Soul Rend!” This was Dylosen. He used a Soul spell. It was clear now—if they could disturb Morpheus’ mind, Link would be able to kill them. Thus, attacks on the soul were the best thing right now.

The two Legendary spells acted upon Morpheus’ inside and outside together.

He shook violently. His movements slowed again. It was only for around one-tenth of a second, but when faced with Link, it was basically a date with death.

The result was set!

Buzz. A sword buzzed softly. The Ode of a Full Moon lit up with cold light. A shred of “moonlight” circled Morpheus. After that, Link crossed behind Morpheus and then turned around, facing Morpheus’ back.

Morpheus couldn’t move now. Faint silver light snaked around him. From afar, it looked like a crack in a mirror. After two seconds, he slowly turned towards Link and finally spoke. His voice was hoarse and weak.

“When I first laid my eyes on you, I felt danger, but I didn’t think I would die at your hands.”

Clang! Link sheathed the Ode of a Full Moon. That move had cut off all hope for Morpheus to live. He could only speak now because it was just a reflection.

“I only feared your Divine Fragment. I never saw you as an opponent.” Link just saw Morpheus as someone who’d gotten lucky, and this opinion had never changed. Morpheus wasn’t the Divine Fragment’s master—he was the slave!

Morpheus sighed. It sounded like a cry and laugh. “When I received the Shadow Divine Fragment, I thought it was a blessing. After 100 years, I realized it’s a curse. Whoever gets it will live miserably. I didn’t believe it when I first heard that. I thought I would be special and break through destiny’s shackles. Ha. Mortals, I wish you luck.”

With that, a strange smile appeared on his face. The spidery silver cracks on his body expanded. With a boom, the power within him lost control, and he exploded.

Shadow Stalker Morpheus who had terrorized the land for hundreds of years died just like that.

Once his flesh body was destroyed, his territory disappeared too. The omnipresent shadows vanished, and the sun peaked out.

Under the sun, Link, Eliard, and Dylosen hovered in the air. They were all relieved.

That battle had only been around six seconds, but it was possible for them to die at any second. It had been like a danse macabre—a dance of death.

“Is he really dead?” Eliard was in disbelief.

“He should be,” Dylosen confirmed. “The Chaotic Moon says that the target has disappeared.”

“Look, the Divine Fragment should be there.” Link pointed at the end of the valley.

Because of the battle, the fog had scattered. A wall with a castle built into it appeared at the end of the valley. That was Morpheus’ lair: the Shadow Fortress.