bayedsolid Chapter 1197 Another Ghost God
Chapter 1197 Another Ghost God
In front of the enormous hydra statue, Rat King's slap on the surface of the statue looked rather comical.
At the foot of the towering, mountain-like nine-headed hydra statue, Rat King's powerful claw struck the solidified, malevolent energy body, appearing as comical as an ant trying to shake a tree.
"The Nine-Headed Serpent Xiang Liu..."
Rat King's face was deathly pale, and his voice was hoarse: "You actually managed to control the Nine-Headed Hydra..."
“Of course it’s not control.” The massive serpent head of the Hydra Xiangliu lowered, its scarlet vertical pupils looking down at the tiny, dust-like rat below. Its voice carried the deep-seated contempt unique to ancient beasts. “Ignorant rat. My relationship with him is nothing more than a mutually beneficial cooperation.”
Rat King felt a sudden, alarming scream! A chilling killing intent, originating from the primordial era, instantly locked onto him! He looked up sharply and saw several ferocious snake heads from the golem, like meteorites tearing through the night sky, accompanied by a bloody wind and a roar of destruction, biting down at him!
The threat of death unleashed the full potential of the Rat King!
He unleashed all his power! His small body twisted into an unbelievable angle at the last second, his soul power burning wildly, as he was thrown backward in a sorry state, narrowly avoiding the fanged maw that could have crushed him into dust.
However, Muraki had no intention of wasting any more time with him.
His eyes flashed with a cold light, and with a "hum—!", the ancient katana at his waist emitted a clear, dragon-like sound as it was drawn instantly! With a stomp of his foot, he transformed into a blurry black afterimage, passing by Rat King at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye!
A jet-black blade line, condensed to its extreme and composed of pure malevolent energy, silently imprinted itself on the waist and abdomen of the Rat King, like an ink mark cutting through space!
"Click——!!!"
A deafening cracking sound rang out! The genetic armor that the Rat King was so proud of, covered with intricate energy circuits, shattered instantly from his chest to his waist, like glass struck by a heavy hammer! Fragments flew everywhere!
As if struck by a heavy blow, the Rat King coughed up a mouthful of scalding blood with a "whoosh," and his body could no longer support him as his knees slammed heavily to the ground.
He clutched his mangled chest beneath his shattered armor, struggling to lift his head, his pupils trembling violently with pain and horror. In his vision, the katana in Muraki's right hand, wreathed in dark purple, malevolent energy, radiated a chilling aura that seemed to freeze the very soul.
“I told you, the equipment you obtained is just a defective product from the first generation. It can only effectively reduce the damage from the soul power of all races. But when faced with this ancient power, your expensive high-tech equipment is no different from ordinary pink-quality armor.”
Muraki said calmly, looking at the kneeling rat-like creature as if it were a tiny, pitiful maggot.
Rat King's face showed resentment: "You..."
"Mr. President!"
Two loyal mole spirit generals, their eyes bloodshot with rage, unleashed their full soul power and rushed forward desperately to offer their aid.
Muraki didn't even bother to turn around. The hydra statue behind him seemed to have been in sync all along; two of its enormous heads suddenly opened their gaping maws, wide enough to devour a giant beast, like two dark purple torrents of death, instantly snapping at him!
"No--!!"
"Uhh—!!"
Two short, piercing screams rang out as sharp teeth pierced through armor, tearing flesh with a clear, audible sound! Hot, pungent blood erupted like a fountain! The two formidable rat demon generals didn't even have a chance to resist before the terrifying corrosive power of the necromantic aura instantly filled their bodies. Their life force ceased in an instant, and their bodies visibly withered and decayed...
Muraki stood in front of Rat King, raising his long sword high: "As a fellow player, killing you should have earned you a lot of rewards. I also happen to have something I want to exchange for."
Rat King's pupils contracted: "Wait...don't..."
"Pfft——!"
Without the slightest hesitation, the cold blade pierced through Rat King's chest with precision and ruthlessness! The tip of the blade emerged from his back!
"Ugh...ha..." Rat King's pleas for mercy were choked by the gushing blood. The next second, the greedy and ferocious aura of the Nine-Headed Serpent Xiang Liu, like a maggot clinging to a bone, surged wildly into Rat King's body along the blade.
Oseris and the group of evil Netherworld warriors behind him were all deathly pale. The Nine-Headed Serpent Xiangliu was one of the true ancient ferocious beasts! A ghost god-level undead creature! They never expected that Muraki could actually contract such a powerful ghost god!
The flesh, bones, and even the pure soul power of the Soul Emperor realm expert, Rat King, were rapidly decomposed and devoured like melting snow before this destructive force from the primordial era...
In just a few breaths, Rat King, along with his shattered armor, turned into wisps of black smoke and vanished completely into the air, as if he had never existed. The remains of the two mole demon generals were also swept away by the baleful aura, leaving no trace of their bodies.
Oseris and the other members of the Evil Nether Clan saw that the Nine-Headed Serpent Xiangliu was devouring the soul power of Rat King and the others. This was the first time they had ever seen such a horrifying scene. Rat King was, after all, a Soul Emperor Realm expert, and his physical strength was reduced to blood in the blink of an eye.
Several of the evil Netherworld warriors felt their legs involuntarily tremble, and a sense of foreboding arose in their hearts...
Muraki tilted his head slightly and said calmly, "Don't worry, He won't go so far as to devour you. After all, you're too weak, and there's not much value in devouring you. Besides, I do need a group of subordinates to work for me."
Oseris swallowed hard. As a Celestial Realm transcendent being, he was at least a high-ranking general of the Dark Race, yet Muraki had described him as too weak! Normally, he would have been furious and indignant! But now, he could only feel a sense of relief; thankfully, his strength hadn't yet caught the eye of the opposing force...
"We will certainly be loyal to you, Lord Muraki!"
Osiris immediately bowed his head, respectfully expressing his loyalty.
Muraki remained silent.
"I want more flesh and soul power from the strong. This is too little. If I can eat a little more, my power will soon be restored to its peak!" The low, satisfied hiss of the hydra Xiangliu echoed on the soul level, filled with lingering greed.
Muraki said, "Right now, almost all the top experts of the myriad races are concentrated in the territory of the Evil Nether Clan, and none of them have brought guards, making it very convenient for us to make our move. You can enjoy your meal to your heart's content."
"Heh..." Hydra Xiang Liu chuckled sinisterly, flicking his tongue and revealing a greedy expression.
However, Xiang Liu seemed to sense something dangerous, and his expression suddenly changed.
Muraki: "What's wrong with you?"
"...I sensed another dangerous and malevolent aura, also from an ancient ferocious beast."
The nine-headed serpent Xiang Liu said in a deep voice, "On this battlefield, another ancient ferocious beast, a ghost god, has appeared, and... it is much stronger than me!"