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Ling Jiu's face instantly turned dark, and anger surged in its heart like a raging storm. It had long dominated this area, with its underlings, the raven, always prevailing wherever they went. However, today's events had brought upon it an unprecedented sense of anger and shame.
That seemingly insignificant Skeleton Soldier had dared to ambush it and even managed to stab it, a blatant challenge to its dominance. And now, three ignorant individuals had trespassed into its territory, clearly in league with that Skeleton Soldier.
Ling Jiu's heart is filled with murderous intent, sensing that this is a long-planned conspiracy. These guys obviously see themselves as soft targets, wanting to take advantage and crush them.
It sneers in its heart, "Since you want to die so badly, then I will grant your wish!"
With a roar, Ling Jiu emitted a powerful spiritual aura. Its body instantly expanded several times, resembling a towering mountain, and its enormous form directly bent the nearby bone tree. Its eyes turned bloodshot, as if capable of seeing through all falsehoods and analyzing every move of its opponents.
It spread its enormous wings and charged towards the three individuals. Along the way, the bone tree were broken in half by its immense power, emitting a piercing sound of fracture. The entire "bone sea" trembled under Ling Jiu's impact, revealing the ground that had not seen the air for tens of thousands of years.
"Die for me!" Ling Jiu roared arrogantly, its voice thundering and shaking the hearts of those who heard it.
However, at that moment, a cold light suddenly flew out from among the three people, aiming straight for Ling Jiu's eyes. The light carried a chilling sensation that seemed capable of freezing the soul.
Ling Jiu was startled and quickly turned its head. But it soon discovered that the light seemed to have a spiritual nature, closely following its eyes. A strong sense of unease surged within it, growing more and more intense, as if something terrible was about to happen.
"This is..." a thought flashed through Ling Jiu's mind, and it thought of a legendary term - "deathly ghost light."
Only the deepest part of hell can brew the death light, where the darkest, dirtiest, ugliest, bloodiest, and so on in the world are brewed, and it is not enough for this; besides, only those who master countless Undead life and death can easily use the Lich Lord, they can turn the Undead that have already died once into corpses again, gathering countless dead spirits.
In any case, they are not easy to mess with. Ling Jiu is full of regret, and it begins to quickly evade the ghostly death light, while trying to spiritualize its body to avoid this attack. It calculates in its heart that as long as it can evade this attack, it will immediately escape from here.
The process of spiritual transformation was going smoothly, but just as it was about to completely convert the body, a cold voice sounded: "Night falls!"
As the voice fell, the black night surged like a tide, instantly engulfing the area. The space that still retained a faint light became as dark as ink, as if swallowed by an endless abyss of darkness.
Ling Jiu Suddenly tightened in its heart, its close connection to the spirit world seemed to be cut off by an invisible force, leaving only endless darkness and confusion. The spirit, which had been in the process of transformation, also became heavy in this darkness, losing its original lightness and agility.
"How... how is this possible!" Ling Jiu exclaimed in disbelief, its heart filled with fear and despair.
Before he could react, the deathly light of the netherworld tore through the darkness and struck Ling Jiu directly. Ling Jiu only had time to let out a piercing scream before falling to the ground, leaving behind a deep, bone-visible wound from which blood gushed out, staining the surrounding ground red.
" Ling Jiu, this is a special dark night feast I prepared just for you!" A familiar voice sounded in the darkness, tinged with mockery and sarcasm.
Ling Jiu struggled to lift his head and saw the seemingly insignificant Skeleton Soldier standing not far away, emitting a faint glow.
"You... weren't you burned to death by me?" Ling Jiu widened his eyes, his voice filled with disbelief.
"Your flames are indeed fierce, but unfortunately, you have encountered me - Karl, a genius assassin accompanied by shadows!" Karl's voice is filled with pride and satisfaction.
He sheds the disguise of skull, raises his hand, and a black aura emerges from it, instantly spreading and enveloping the already dark space even deeper.
"This skill of Nightfall, in the past, was indeed just a waste, only lasting for a short second, and it had no killing power on people. For me, it's just an excellent skill for escape," Karl explained.
He looked at Ling Jiu, a cold smile forming at the corner of his mouth.
"However, at the moment when darkness falls, the Shadow Realm will open a breach, connecting to any world for just one second. While the Spirit Realm is close to Hell, it does not have an open connection. Therefore, I can use this breach to force the essence of the Spirit Realm out of this area. In this way, your proud spiritual transformation becomes utterly useless."
Ling Jiu listened to every word from Karl, feeling as if struck by a heavy hammer, regret and despair intertwining into a dark ocean. It had once taken pride in its unique spiritual transformation ability countless times, but now, this once-honored skill had become the fuse for its demise.
"Karl, why are you and this guy talking so much? Just get it over with and finish him off!" Carter walked over, displeased, with a hostile look in his eyes towards Ling Jiu.
In the battle with Ling Jiu this time, Carter hardly got involved at all. It was Brian and Karl leading the way the whole time, which made him feel threatened and eager to personally take care of Ling Jiu.
Karl smiled slightly and said to Carter, "Brother, you are still so direct. Don't you think it's more interesting to let the opponent understand their failure before they die, to ignite a glimmer of hope for survival, and then personally extinguish that hope?"
Carter did not respond, but silently conjured a huge sword shadow in his hand and fiercely slashed it towards Ling Jiu.
"I think avoiding night-time dreams is the more correct choice."
At the same time, Brian has been hiding in the dark, observing the situation. It wasn't until he confirmed that Ling Jiu had completely lost its ability to resist that he slowly revealed his figure.
He walked up to Ling Jiu and kicked it fiercely, cursing, "You dare to be so arrogant! How dare you grab my little brother! Isn't this cutting off my source of income?"
"To deal with you, I even used a precious death light from the underworld! Now there's not a single skull left in my territory. How am I supposed to expand my business?" Brian's tone was full of anger and unwillingness.
For this battle, he sacrificed all the Skeleton Soldiers within the entire territory of Hell, gathering their power into a ghostly death light. Although he successfully defeated Ling Jiu, the cost was also heavy - he lost all his subordinates, which means he cannot continue to expand his influence and earn more profits.
Thinking of this, the anger in Brian's heart grew even stronger.
He stretched out his hand, and a dark force enveloped the body of Ling Jiu. With a deep incantation, Ling Jiu's body began to undergo a strange transformation.
Its eyes became hollow and deep, emitting a strange aura. The original vitality within it had vanished, replaced by an eerie stillness and coldness.
Ling Jiu After waking up, he lowered his proud head and bowed to the mastermind who had killed him, saying, "Master!"
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