dognovel Chapter 145 Wen Yue is seriously injured; the Ghost King's damage is too high!
Chapter 145 Wen Yue is seriously injured; the Ghost King's damage is too high!
The eerie green flame in its single eye locked onto them.
It opened its non-existent mouth and let out a roar that did not belong to this dimension.
Roar--!
The sound waves did not spread, but solidified and struck straight into everyone's mind.
A flash of black light appeared on the surface of Zhao Leiguang's newly acquired helmet, "Fable," which blocked most of the impact for him.
Even so, he still let out a muffled groan.
The others were even worse off; Su Yunqing and Lin Chuxue both took a step back, their faces pale.
The Ghost King did not move.
But the hundred ghost soldiers behind it were the first to be attacked.
The group silently dispersed, forming groups of ten, and moved with strange yet unified steps, flanking from different directions.
The soft, rustling sound of armor plates rubbing together was more unsettling than the sound of a thousand troops charging into battle.
"Old Zhao, Xinglin, guard the flanks!" Xiao Qianyu ordered.
"Warm moon, first snow, free output!"
As soon as the order was given, the squad completed the formation switch.
At that moment, the Ghost King took a step.
It ignored everyone else, its burning single eye fixed on one person from beginning to end—Zhao Leiguang, the biggest and seemingly most resilient member of the group.
It took off charging.
With each step, the entire plaza trembled. The pressure exerted by his four-story-tall figure as he ran was far greater than that of the previous ghost general.
Zhao Leiguang took a deep breath, his feet firmly planted in the ground, and the Earth Pulse Shield crossed in front of his chest, the runes on the shields shining brightly.
coming!
The Ghost King's enormous shadow loomed over, less than ten meters away.
Just as Zhao Leiguang was about to take the brunt of the earth-shattering impact, the charging Ghost King stumbled, his massive body giving way.
boom!
It tripped over itself.
His tall body fell straight forward, crashing face-first onto the bluestone slabs of the square, kicking up clouds of dust.
Zhao Leiguang stood frozen in place, assuming a defensive stance.
Only then did he see clearly that each of the Ghost King's ankles was tied with a chain as thick as a bowl, the other end of which was deeply embedded in the walls on both sides of the end of the square.
"..."
"It... seems to be tied up?"
The Ghost King roared angrily as it struggled to get up, but was held tightly by the chains.
It began to frantically pull at the restraints on its feet, the chains were stretched taut and made a metallic groan, and large chunks of stone fell from the joints in the wall.
"Don't just stand there, Qing Xiaoguai!" Lu Yan's voice broke the brief silence.
opportunity!
The encirclement of the ghost soldiers was already within reach.
Lu Yan stretched out his hands, and two pulsating fire elements appeared in his palms. Instead of throwing them directly, he disassembled and reassembled the fire elements into hundreds of tiny sparks, each the size of a fingernail, which he then scattered evenly in all directions.
The sparks landed on the ghost soldiers' armor, disappearing like water droplets melting into a sponge.
The ghost soldiers did not pause and raised their weapons.
Lu Yan snapped his fingers.
All the demon soldiers possessed by the sparks burst into flames. Their charging motion froze in place, their black armor glowing red from the inside out, before exploding in a series of explosions.
There was no loud bang, only a series of muffled explosions.
Hundreds of ghost soldiers turned into flying fragments and black ash at the same time.
"I've got it done." Lu Yan clapped his hands.
The Ghost King continued to struggle frantically, and the cracks at the junction of the chains and the wall grew larger and larger, on the verge of collapsing.
"Shoot! Now's the time!" Xiao Qianyu shouted.
Everyone immediately turned their fire on the fallen Ghost King.
Wen Yue was already in position, and the arrows from the World-Destroying Thunder Crossbow, crackling with electricity, struck the Ghost King's single eye with unparalleled precision.
Lin Chuxue's crimson magic orbs rained down like they were free, blasting bloody holes into the Ghost King's massive body.
Xiao Qianyu's flash attacks were even more cunning, each time appearing at the vital joints exposed during the Ghost King's struggle, the Dragon King's Halberd piercing in and pulling out a large patch of black flesh.
Under the intense concentrated fire, the Ghost King's health began to decrease at a visible rate.
Just then, accompanied by a piercing metallic snapping sound, the chain on the Ghost King's left foot broke.
A crisis is brewing.
The Ghost King let out a wild roar of joy. Instead of immediately getting up, it grabbed the broken chain and yanked it towards the other end of the wall!
Boom!
It forcibly ripped down half of the wall, and dragged out the entire chain along with the stones, transforming it into a giant chain hammer over a hundred meters long.
It finally stood up.
The burning light in his single eye was no longer anger, but murderous intent.
It stopped looking at Zhao Leiguang and instead turned its body to target the long-range firing position behind it.
Su Yunqing, Lin Chuxue, Wen Yue.
"spread!"
The Ghost King swung his arm, and the chains swept across the area with a whistling sound. Shadows covered half the square.
The three hurriedly dodged in different directions.
Lin Chuxue and Su Yunqing narrowly escaped thanks to their superior equipment.
Wen Yue was a step too slow.
The heavy chain, carrying immense force, lashed down on her body.
boom!
Wen Yue's S-grade armor shattered instantly, and she was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the distant palace wall, creating a huge human-shaped crater in the hard wall, with dust billowing everywhere.
"Wen Yue!"
Xiao Qianyu and Lu Yan rushed over at the same time.
As the smoke and dust cleared, Wen Yue slid down from the crater in the wall and collapsed to the ground, blood gushing from her mouth, her life force plummeting to rock bottom.
Su Yunqing's healing light descended immediately, desperately raising her health.
The Ghost King's attacks did not stop. It wielded its chains like a runaway meat grinder, forcing the others to dodge in a sorry state, unable to organize an effective counterattack.
Lu Yan rushed to Wen Yue's side and helped her up.
"This won't do!" Lu Yan shouted in the team chat. "Its attack range is too wide! If this continues, we'll be worn down and killed! Someone has to restrict its movement!"
Zhao Leiguang and Shen Xinglin exchanged a glance, needing no further communication.
"Leave it to us!"
Zhao Leiguang roared, and the God and Ghost Fable helmet switched to the "ghostly" mode. He turned into a blur and took the initiative to meet the deadly storm of chains.
Shen Xinglin silently urged his mount forward, cutting in from another direction. His ever-changing lance shifted its form, sometimes parrying, sometimes thrusting, harassing the Ghost King's movements and creating opportunities for Zhao Leiguang.
The pressure on the front row suddenly increased, but those in the back finally got a precious chance to breathe.
Lu Yan looked at Wen Yue, whose breath was faint in his arms, and then glanced at his teammates who were fighting desperately to draw aggro in the arena. His hand subconsciously went to his chest.
The cooldown of the Void Disc is now over.
Do you need it?
Just as he hesitated, a cold hand grabbed his arm.
Wen Yue forced herself to break free from his embrace and stand up straight.
Her armor was tattered and torn, revealing large patches of skin and gruesome wounds, but she didn't care.
She simply picked up the World-Destroying Thunder Crossbow that had fallen to the side, rested it on her shoulder again, and her eyes, which were somewhat unfocused due to blood loss, were once again fixed on the Ghost King in the distance.
"Put me down, I can still fight!"