Chapter 1669: Chapter 1462: Turning Point (Two in One)_2
Su Ran waved his hand grandly, and all the pets pounced on the Evil Spirit. Wang Cai charged the fastest, not even bothering to take this creature seriously. Baring its teeth and barking ferociously, it lunged straight for the Evil Spirit’s thigh.
This was Wang Cai’s unique attack thod—a certain weak-point strike. No doubt about it.
“Despicable!”
The Evil Spirit shuddered at the thought of enduring Wang Cai’s bite. Although it wasn’t flesh and blood, the indignity alone was too much to bear!
Faced with such overwhelming threats from so many pets, the Evil Spirit decisively abandoned the absorption of the elf bloodline. It leapt away from the Stone Heart, transforming into a gust of gloomy wind, fleeing the scene.
“Overturning Water, watch out!”
Xue Wuqing’s face regained a hint of color, but her heart remained tense. She fixed her gaze firmly on Su Ran’s direction and cried out, “The Evil Spirit is targeting you! Don’t let it close in, no matter what!”
Even Ling Wei’s expression tightened with concern, hoping Su Ran could withstand the pressure and stop the Evil Spirit from succeeding.
As for Banana, it was now rely a residual projection. The mont it beca a sacrifice, it went offline—as if struck by diarrhea or so urgent matter—so fast that it didn’t even have ti to inform anyone before vanishing.
“Die!”
The sinister gust of wind exploded with terrifying speed, morphing into a razor-sharp wind blade, darting past the pets’ midst toward the accursed Straw-hatted Skeleton.
“Bring it on!”
As the Evil Spirit entered his attack range, Su Ran activated the Undead Bone Ring’s special skill without hesitation: Bone Force Aura!
“Boom!”
An uncountable number of bones erupted outward, forming a glowing ring around Su Ran, colliding fiercely with the gust of wind. The bone ring cared not for the Evil Spirit’s form—it flung it away outright, leaving it to crash heavily onto the ground.
The wind blade was so sharp that it gouged a deep pit into the floor. In the first round, the Evil Spirit was dealt a complete defeat.
“Don’t rush; I’ve got a big surprise for you!”
Seeing the wind in the pit begin to roil and swirl, Su Ran knew he couldn’t pass up such an excellent opportunity. He commanded the Ancient Venomous Flood Dragon and the Plague Mudman to charge forward. If they could poison the Evil Spirit, identifying and targeting it would beco much easier!
“Undead Skeleton! You’ve got a death wish!”
The Evil Spirit-turned-windstorm surged back out of the ground, avoiding the Venomous Flood Dragon and Mudman with almost contemptuous ease. It circled back around them, storming again toward Su Ran amidst the ominous howling of the wind—it was evidently enraged beyond asure.
Witnessing this scene, Xue Wuqing and Ling Wei could feel their hearts practically leap into their throats as they silently prayed for an unthinkable miracle from Su Ran—to defeat the Evil Spirit then and there. Su Ran had beco their last hope; if Su Ran remained safe, they wouldn’t need to worry about becoming sacrifices. If they could just hold out until Luta arrived, they’d be rescued!
“Evil Spirit Lord, are you brain-dead or what? I’m about to be your sacrificial pawn, and you think I won’t resist? What are you waiting for, my death?”
Su Ran sneered, entirely unperturbed by the Evil Spirit’s threatening words. Facing the incoming gust of wind, he made a decisive move—using the Blood Curse skill. The power of the Blood Curse was imbued into a cloned Thunder Bat, which exploded on the spot.
The blast ripple collided with the gust of wind, once again hurling it far away.
[Blood Curse] (Special)
Summons the power of the Blood Curse, infusing it into a designated summoned beast. Activates the Blood Curse power, causing the beast to self-detonate, with damage equal to 150% of the pet’s attack maximum. Attack range: 3×3. Critical: 3. Knockback: 2. Skill cooldown: 30 minutes.
This move was a double-edged sword—hurting one’s enemies by a thousand but sacrificing oneself by eight hundred. For that reason, Su Ran rarely relied on it unless the circumstances were urgent. If the Blood Curse were to be used on the Darknight Thunder Dragon, perhaps even a mushroom cloud could erupt. Of course, the consequence of such a move would be a substantial loss in Thunder Dragon loyalty, possibly leading to its betrayal…
Next, Su Ran condensed a bone lance and hurled it toward the gust of wind. This Poison Bone Piercing skill had an area-of-effect toxic infusion—it should’ve been able to make the Evil Spirit take the hit.
But Su Ran hadn’t expected to underestimate the Evil Spirit’s strength. Despite being at a disadvantage, the Evil Spirit managed to dodge. Even the poisonous mist emitted by the bone spear failed to deliver substantial effects.
“Undead Skeleton, I will never forgive you!”
The Evil Spirit charged at Su Ran with an overwhelming sense of hatred, the whirlwind roaring as it transford into a prison-like wind barrier, trapping Su Ran within.
A terrifying cyclone descended from above. Should Su Ran take this hit, even if he didn’t die outright, he’d still suffer formidable injuries!
“What the heck, it’s going all-out now?”
But Su Ran wasn’t the kind to sit idle, directly brandishing the Decay Bead and activating its Soul Crushing skill against the whirlwind.
This Soul Crushing skill proved extrely effective against soul-based entities; Su Ran had previously experienced its wonders firsthand.
And as expected.
The unique skill struck the cyclone effortlessly, triggering Soul Crushing effects. The Evil Spirit, now frenzied, began crashing against the wind barrier like a mad thing, producing eerie howling sounds.
Just then, the wind barrier dissipated. Su Ran scrambled out without hesitation, feeling considerably safer perched atop Wang Cai’s back.
“Overturning Water, why’s the Evil Spirit acting crazy now?”
Xue Wuqing curiously observed the whirlwind spinning in circles, finding it utterly bizarre. She couldn’t comprehend how Overturning Water managed to turn the tides despite such disadvantageous conditions. From his deanor, there wasn’t even a hint of panic evident!
Even Ling Wei bit her lip, her attitude toward Su Ran undergoing a complete transformation.
“I’ve got a skill specifically tailored for soul-type bosses. Specializes in dealing with these formless critters. Ha, it works pretty well!”
Su Ran grinned, revealing that he had deliberately baited himself into the wind barrier—for the perfect chance to unleash the Soul Crushing skill!
“Undead Skeleton, damn you, damn you!!!”
The Evil Spirit let out a piercing shriek, so sharp that it ricocheted around the enclosed cavern, unbearably ear-splitting.
Xue Wuqing and Ling Wei didn’t fare well. Their hands remained sealed against the Stone Heart, unable to move—let alone block their ears—so they silently endured the auditory onslaught, their facial expressions grim.
None of them expected what happened next as the Evil Spirit prepared for its outburst.
“Boom!”
Blood Vessel Peak let out a low, rumbling sound, followed by a collapse of dirt and rubble into Su Ran’s excavated tunnel. Seconds later, Luta’s figure casually descended from the hole, scanning the group with a smirk before focusing on the raging whirlwind. He chuckled, “Long ti no see—been doing well lately?”
“Thanks for asking. Stuck here in eternal darkness under your seal for countless millennia—do you think that qualifies as ‘well’? Guess you finally found in the end.”
The whirlwind transford back into its original form—the Elf Queen—but she looked utterly disheveled. Her hair was a ss, her expression haggard, resembling a crazed madwoman without a shred of queenly grace.
Evidently, the Soul Crushing skill had tornted her relentlessly, so much so that she lost composure even in front of Luta.
“Hah. Didn’t I always say—you could keep running, but you’d never escape my grasp forever? After all these millennia, it’s ti for this farce to end!”
Luta advanced straight toward the Evil Spirit, a faintly chilling glint flashing across his handso face. In his hand appeared a razor-sharp, icy-bladed sword.
“Elder, please strike quickly! End this wretched impostor daring to pretend she’s the Queen—she deserves death for her cri!”
Seeing Luta step forth, Ling Wei suddenly found renewed vigor, clamoring noisily for the Evil Spirit’s punishnt—her deanor transford starkly from just monts ago.
“Silence!”
The Evil Spirit let out a furious Roar, refusing to confront Luta directly, instead surging at Ling Wei and snarling, “Even if I die, I’ll drain your elf bloodline dry!”
“Ah?”
Seeing this developnt, Ling Wei fell silent instantly, her face pale with fear and her eyes brimming with panic. Only now did she understand the aning of speaking ill and inviting doom.
“Little Wei, when will you ever learn to curb that temper?”
Xue Wuqing’s heart grew more anxious still. Unable to accept an inevitable death, she struggled with all her might against her bindings—but the Blood Vessel Stone Heart’s grip did not yield at all. Left with no alternative, her hopes were pinned solely on Su Ran, who was closest. “Overturning Water, stop the Evil Spirit now!”
“Consider it done!”
Su Ran took the task upon himself without hesitation, locking his gaze onto the Evil Spirit. With a deft swing of his bone scythe, a pitch-black energy blade shot forward, tearing toward the Evil Spirit.
This move was none other than Su Ran’s ultimate killing blow for the Human Emperor’s clone—Asura Strike!
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