Chapter 461 - 214: Final Battle, King of Myriad Curses
Chapter 461: Chapter 214: Final Battle, King of Myriad Curses
A little over ten minutes later, the path ahead suddenly opened up.
The sprawling labyrinth of stone bridges vanished, replaced by an even deeper and more expansive canyon.
Patches of gray mist, carrying a bone-chilling cold, drifted through the canyon.
And at the far end of their view, a black hall so magnificent it defied description stood silently at the other side of the canyon.
The hall was built entirely from some unknown black stone, its overall style savage and twisted.
Countless sharp spires pointed toward the heavens, like the fangs of colossal beasts tearing at the sky.
The hall’s walls were carved with countless reliefs of writhing, tormented figures, as if legions of vengeful souls were sealed within, emitting silent, agonizing wails.
The most terrifying feature was the main entrance, which faced them directly.
It had no doors, only an impossibly large, arched opening. Thick black mist roiled endlessly within, resembling a ravenous Abyssal Maw.
This was... the Soul Sacrifice Hall!
"Charge!"
Someone from Kunlun roared.
A dozen or so figures didn’t hesitate. Erupting with Gang Sha, they leaped directly into the canyon below and charged toward the black hall.
"We can’t let them get there first!"
Hu Dahai’s eyes hardened, and he led his Xinhuo teammates in hot pursuit.
The two sides resumed their chase in midair. Some, unable to restrain themselves, were already launching long-range attacks formed from Gang Sha, trying to impede their rivals’ progress.
A chaotic battle was on the verge of erupting.
But in the very next moment!
CRUNCH... CLACK-CLACK-CLACK...!
The hair-raising sound of grinding and clattering bones rose without warning from the thick fog in the canyon below!
Everyone looked down, their pupils constricting in shock.
Down on the canyon floor, the ghastly white skeletons, piled high for ages untold, were now rising into the air as if alive, rapidly piecing themselves together in mid-flight!
One...
Ten...
A hundred!
In just a few short seconds, over a hundred elite warriors of the Curse Bone Race, wielding bone blades and with eerie green spectral flames burning in their eye sockets, had blocked everyone’s path!
And their numbers were still increasing at a terrifying rate.
More of the Curse Bone Race converged from all directions, pouring onto the battlefield in a ceaseless tide.
"Watch out!"
"Holy shit!"
A member of Kunlun cursed. He had just dodged the swing of a bone blade when another Curse Bone warrior appeared silently behind him, its sharp bone claws gouging for the center of his back!
The two groups from Xinhuo and Kunlun were forced to a halt.
They formed small, back-to-back defensive formations, their faces grim as they confronted the endless army of skeletons.
"Let’s team up and clear out this trash first!"
Hu Dahai shouted the proposal.
The leader of the Kunlun group immediately replied, "Agreed!"
Faced with a powerful enemy, their internal conflicts had to be temporarily set aside.
In an instant, the canyon was filled with the crisscrossing flashes of Gang Sha and blades.
The battle instantly reached a fever pitch.
A member of Xinhuo let his guard down and was struck across the calf by a Curse Bone warrior’s Bone Whip. The flesh was instantly torn from his leg, exposing the bone beneath.
Meanwhile, a member of Kunlun cleaved a Curse Bone warrior in two with a full-powered sword strike.
But before he could celebrate, his face went deathly pale and he coughed up a mouthful of blood!
"My arm...!"
He stared in horror at his arm. An identical, bone-deep sword gash had appeared on it, mirroring the wound he’d just inflicted on the Curse Bone warrior!
Damage Transfer!
This bizarre ability was impossible to guard against, making everyone hesitant and timid in their attacks.
The battle instantly devolved into a grueling stalemate.
Worse still, an elite from Kunlun, while being swarmed by three Curse Bone warriors, was forced to absorb a transferred injury. It compounded his existing wounds, and his aura instantly flagged.
A flash of unwillingness crossed his eyes, but in the end, he gritted his teeth and activated the Space-Folding Device on his wristband.
A flash of blue light, and he vanished on the spot.
Another one eliminated.
Everyone’s heart sank.
At this rate, they would all be ground down to death here!
Just as an atmosphere of despair began to spread...
A figure appeared without warning high above the battlefield.
He stood suspended in midair, his black clothes immaculate and completely at odds with the chaotic, bloody battlefield below.
When the struggling Kunlun Martial Hall members below saw the newcomer, their expressions became a mixture of relief and incredible complexity.