"The King of Black Robes is truly terrifying! He severely injured the Nether River taboo with just a glance!"
"Time is a top-tier attribute, and with the support of twelve Ancient Time Gods, he’s probably going to cause a huge commotion on the Nether River!"
"Reflecting the past, stirring up waves... truly horrifying."
The crowd fell into a brief stupor. This King of Black Robes was almost unilaterally dominating the fight.
Simultaneously, the crowd wondered: what was his true purpose for going to the Nether River?
The severely injured Flesh and Blood Willow Tree was infuriated. Its roots, anchored in the Nether River, transformed into a writhing black shadow, drawing immense power.
The soft, decayed Netherworld slowly faded away.
Dust rose, as heavy as if a veil of night were being pulled down, revealing the true form of the Flesh and Blood Willow Tree.
A vast expanse of land rose. Its massive branches, towering like mountains, extended endlessly and covered thousands of miles. They were formed from the bones of the dead, mutated souls, and vast amounts of flesh and blood, all bizarrely twisted.
The mere trunk was majestic beyond imagination, obscuring the sky and covering all directions.
And on the trunk, there was an incredibly deep wound, visible to its core, almost slicing it in half. Half of its branches and body were grievously damaged, blasted apart by that full moon.
The leaves rustled, and countless vertical pupils opened in unison, emitting a sibilant whisper.
"So, so big," Denis gasped, riding a fast horse. She glanced at the immensely vast and towering Tree of the Bizarre, which seemed to support an entire world.
Beside her, Count Magister was already dazed, in a trance.
Encountering an unspeakable taboo here... Are they sending us to our deaths in this Divine War?
Having just escaped the hunt of the Flesh and Blood Willow’s branches, the twenty-odd remaining members of the Blood Race had suffered severe losses. As they looked at the colossal beast that even the white mist couldn’t conceal, they all shuddered with fear, their hands and feet trembling.
Am I truly participating in a Divine War game?
Shouldn’t it be about trading blows, riding horses, and slashing?
"Teacher, what is that? Will Chu Yi be in danger?" Lias asked, gazing from afar, her bright blue eyes clouded with worry.
Faced with such a colossal beast, though she trusted her brother, she couldn’t help but feel a pang of anxiety since he had not yet returned to her side.
In the world where Lily Flowers bloomed, the golden-haired girl said with a grave expression, "I don’t know either. It seems someone has triggered a taboo deep in the Nether River; the game’s content is all messed up."
"But don’t worry, your brother must have hidden away safely by now."
"Mm," Lias nodded. Since Chu Yi is out there facing dangers, I can’t afford to fall behind. I must win this King’s Game to catch up with him.
[Current Progress: 31%...]
Severely injuring its opponent caused the progress to leap forward significantly once again. Invigorated, Chu Yi immediately activated the fourth Crown Wheel, not giving the Flesh and Blood Willow Tree a chance to retaliate.
He had twelve Crown Wheels, but he knew he couldn’t activate them all due to the consumption of Deep Red Blood. A plan had already formed in his mind: inflict as much damage as possible.
"Desecrate the Nether River and die!"
Countless roots stained with Nether River Water transformed into thousands of black lightning arcs, swift as thunderbolts, aimed at the Sinful Dragon Armor.
At the same time, numerous mouths emerged. Opening and closing, they revealed dense, sharp teeth, transforming into a grotesque maw larger than mountains. It spat out an extremely concentrated white mist, which formed a beam of white light.
And in Chu Yi’s hand, a bizarre carp appeared. It had a fish’s head, a centipede’s body, and a dragon’s tail, all merged. A pair of tattered wings condensed from Twilight Light sprouted from its back.
Its aura gradually became incredibly terrifying and ancient, as if it had dwelled in the vast river of ages, exuding a fearsome coldness.
One white and one black fish-like pupil opened. As day and night seemed to merge, the surrounding world distorted and began to writhe, becoming grotesque and fantastical.
A mighty surge of water vapor descended, transforming into a turbid, yellow river.
All attacks vanished into the river, causing only a slight ripple before disappearing completely.
[Shadow of Dusk]: Condenses a Twilight Marsh that devours attacks. Immune to any damage. Lasts for a period of time.
A rare defensive skill in the Time attribute!
Even the roots blessed by the Nether River were like bubbles in water; only a few appeared before quickly vanishing into the marsh.
Moreover, this marsh followed Chu Yi’s will, transforming into a ribbon that circled him, adding a touch of graceful beauty to the Sinful Dragon Armor.
This scene made the Flesh and Blood Willow Tree especially indignant. However, it soon noticed that the twelve Crown Wheels were consumable items. With the recovery granted by the Nether River, it wasn’t afraid of a war of attrition. It was determined to keep its opponent there and make them pay with their soul for the crime of desecrating the Nether River.
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The fifth Crown Wheel was instantly released. The ancient deity it housed took the form of a mirror from which hung a giant’s head. Thousands of malignant human faces were piled on either side of the mirror, silent and numb.
This was an ancient existence, a blend of Time and Curse attributes. Chu Yi even felt that using its skill might cause him to lose something.
[Great Derivation Curse]: Parasitizes a target, siphoning its power.
With Chu Yi’s current ability, he could only barely understand the skill’s description. Sensing that the essence of Deep Red Blood was running low, he immediately deployed it.
Instantly, the golden runes within the twelve eyes on the dragon head of the armor shattered, transforming into countless tiny runes that rose and swirled.
The giant’s head hanging from the mirror suddenly opened its third eye. A profound, yellow rune shone within its gaze. The thousands of malignant human faces immediately came to life, each one twisted in madness. They expelled silken threads that instantly spread like a spiderweb towards the Flesh and Blood Willow Tree.