Chapter 208: Taking Care of the Kids Is a Bit Overwhelming, Can't Finish Typing, Morning Update

Taking care of the kids is a bit overwhelming, can't finish typing, will update in the morning

"Ah!" Julian let out a startled scream, leaped backward, and with a clang drew his side sword.

"Oof!" Seeing Ange also got a fright, leaped backward, and summoned the Death God Scythe.

The bone horse's eyes immediately lit up: "Death God's Scythe?! Is this a Golden Skeleton? Don't move, don't move, let me handle this!"

After the bone horse finished speaking, it stomped the ground hard, and raging soul-energy flames rose on its body, rapidly armorizing onto its bones. In the blink of an eye, the gaunt, misshapen, scrawny bone horse transformed into a tall, sturdy, explosively 'muscular' soul warhorse.

This bone horse's soul armament was especially clever—it armorized into whatever shape a living horse had, vivid and lifelike. If not for the two flame-wreathed eye sockets, it really wouldn't be easy to tell it was a dead horse.

Seeing Ange tilted its head, took off the hat and little sapling from its head, and raging soul flames rose on its body, rapidly armorizing into a soul armament in the shape of a straw rain cape and hat.

"Pfft." The bone horse burst out laughing: "You farming? With this look?"

Seeing Ange nodded and said honestly: "I farm, you get ridden."

It really did farm vegetables, and the bone horse really was meant to be ridden. It stated a fact very seriously, but having spent too long around humans, the bone horse's linguistic context had shifted accordingly. In human context, "getting ridden" is hardly a pleasant phrase, so it was immediately angered.

"Despicable! Die! Brutal Charge!" The bone horse roared, following up with a soul shock, while at the same time sharp horns sprouted from its head, spikes jutted from its front knee joints, and it suddenly powered forward in a charge.

Its head tilted forward, aiming straight for Seeing Ange's skull, while its front legs tucked in and knees thrust ahead. If it connected, three large holes would undoubtedly appear in the bones.

Soul Shock plus Brutal Charge—this was a very effective combo of moves, especially against a Golden Skeleton.

Human-shaped skeletons were inherently inferior to horse-shaped skeletons; the two sides differed in size by several times. To drive the heavier horse-shaped bones, the soul naturally had to be far stronger.

During Soul Shock, the stronger the soul, the greater the advantage.

The bone horse had long since condensed a Soul Heart, and its bones were in the process of transforming toward Golden rank. Given time, it would become a Golden Skeleton Horse.

When facing a Golden Skeleton, the bone horse had a natural advantage—no Golden Skeleton had ever been able to withstand its charge.

Soul Shock first dazes the opponent, then ram it, trample it, devour it.

It sounded wonderful in theory, but what if the opponent didn't get dazed?

Its tremendous explosive force made the bone horse's body almost leave an afterimage as it suddenly shot forward.

Seeing Ange lightly sidestepped, held the scythe horizontally, and let the bone horse crash into the blade. Once the bone horse charged past and landed, bones scattered all over the ground.

Julian was dumbfounded, taking a good while to react. Had his own mount had its soul hooked out by the opponent? Or was this some new technique—first shatter into pieces, then suddenly counterattack?

Julian's mind was in a mess anyway. At first he was all excited telling it not to move, and now it's fallen apart in a single exchange? Is this a joke?

Seeing Ange retracted the scythe, ran one hand along the blade, and wiped off a vigorous soul flame.

A Golden-rank bone horse did indeed possess a powerful soul, but no soul, however powerful, could withstand the Death God's Scythe of the God of the Undead.

"Don't touch my horse!" Julian finally reacted, letting out a great roar.

Seeing Ange instantly felt some force acting on its body, which made it tilt its head and look down at the ground in confusion.

This was already the third time it tilted its head—not acting cute, but genuinely puzzled. Puzzled as to why Nai Ge Li Si wasn't speaking. Although Nai Ge Li Si hadn't caught up, it could project its soul onto Seeing Ange's body and answer its questions at any time.

Yet there was nothing. Without Nai Ge Li Si's pointing and prattling, it couldn't make sense of these new things—like that giant monster, and Julian's strange power.

Several hands condensed from death aura poked out of the ground, firmly gripping Seeing Ange's calves. The entire ground seemed to melt, dragging Seeing Ange downward.

What was this thing? Wasn't the enemy a holy knight? Why was he riding a bone horse and using death power?

Unfortunately, no one was there to answer it. It could only break free first.

Ground-Splitting Art activated repeatedly, quickly shattering the force on the ground into mush. The hands condensed from death aura couldn't maintain their form and simply crumbled apart.

Julian's eyes went wide: "Ground-Splitting Art? Breaking my Death-Breath Swamp? That works too?"

Of course it worked, but it was way too much effort—like wanting to cross a lake, just going around would do, but insisting on building a bridge.

"Wait, why does a Golden Skeleton know magic?" Julian reacted quickly. The moment he finished speaking, he realized the blind spot, then suddenly dropped into a crouch, thrust his arms forward, and his arm guards sprang open to form a shield.

On the physical arm shield, another layer of holy-light-condensed holy shield rose up.

Julian rested his two-handed sword on the shield, stepped forward, and from where his toe landed, two wraiths pounced out, shrieking as they split up and flanked Seeing Ange from left and right.

Good grief—death power and holy light power gathered in one body, and they didn't conflict?

Julian's reaction couldn't be called slow, but he had misjudged a few things. Just as he stepped forward to charge, a row of explosive fireballs swept in, blasting apart the two wraiths, then slamming into his shield.

Julian instantly felt like he was facing a Category 18 hurricane at sea. The continuously detonating explosive fireballs generated tremendous impact force, shaking him until he could barely stay on his feet.

It was like facing an entire mage battalion. Julian let out a great roar, surging battle qi erupted all over his body, wielded his two-handed sword like a one-handed sword, and with all his might chopped forward, sending out a blade of qi.

Bang bang bang bang! A string of explosive fireballs was sliced apart, but more fireballs followed one after another, endless and unceasing.

Bang! The holy shield exploded. The fireballs swept onto Julian's physical arm shield, producing tremendous clanging crashes.

"Hah!" Julian shouted again. All the battle qi and holy power on his body blazed together, surging onto the shield, and he pushed against the shield to advance against the tide.

If the opponent were a mage, Julian's choice was undoubtedly correct—close the distance as fast as possible. But the problem was Seeing Ange wasn't a mage.

Julian pushed through rows of explosive fireballs and charged up to Seeing Ange. His longsword swung out, only to be precisely hooked by a scythe.

The angle formed between the blade and the shaft locked the two-handed sword in place. Julian found he couldn't pull it free.

He made a snap decision, abandoned the sword, stepped forward, and chopped down with a palm: "Holy Judgment!"

A pillar of holy flame erupted from where Seeing Ange stood. At the same time, a black long blade materialized in Julian's palm and came chopping down from above.

Holy flame was sacred fire, but the black long blade was soul armament. This mismatched style was deeply unsettling for Seeing Ange. It could only summon holy light, wrap itself up and let the holy flame engulf it, while crossing both arms to block the black long blade, then kick out.

Julian only just managed to pull his arm shield up in front of him before Seeing Ange's big foot stamped right onto the arm shield, caving it in directly.

Julian couldn't hold on. His arm slammed into his body, and he was sent flying backward.

But with his arm to cushion the blow, Julian didn't take the full damage. Landing, his feet alternated in a rapid retreat of over a dozen steps, then stamped down and slid backward another stretch before coming to a halt.

Then he looked up at Seeing Ange and shouted with an expression and tone of disbelief: "Holy light? Skeleton? Magic?"

The Shadow Knight was already a mishmash—holy light power and death power in one body. But the one across from him was even more of a mess: a holy-light skeleton that knew magic? Oh god, just saying it out loud felt awkward. What kind of monster was this?

Clip-clop clip-clop, hoofbeats came from behind. Lord Nai Ge and the little angel and little zombie, riding Lightning, came rushing over. Luther was chasing after on foot behind, nearly gasping his last breath.

The distance was far, but Lord Nai Ge saw the Dimensional Beast at first glance, and its heart skipped a beat. Its little paw fiercely slapped Lightning: "Quick quick quick, run faster, that's a Dimensional Beast, Kuabada, why is there a Dimensional Beast here? I know why I couldn't project onto Seeing Ange—the Dimensional Beast's Tranquil Dimension cuts off all space-type projection and teleportation."

"It's just a Dimensional Beast, why are you hitting me?" Lightning said angrily, lowering its head a bit more, and the already fast speed increased again.

After getting closer and seeing Seeing Ange safe and sound, Lord Nai Ge breathed a sigh of relief: "Good, good, Seeing Ange is fine."

After a burst of speed, they flashed to behind Seeing Ange, everyone dismounted, surged to both sides and glared furiously at the enemy, striking the pose of "Boss, who do we cut down?" — for a moment their momentum swelled enormously.

"Ange, what's going on? Who is this guy?" Lord Nai Ge Li Si asked.

For a good half the evening there had been no word from Seeing Ange, and even its consciousness could not project onto Seeing Ange, which nearly drove Lord Nai Ge Li Si to death with worry. Fortunately, the little angel and little zombie who shared a soul link with Seeing Ange were both fine, so it was certain Seeing Ange was safe for the moment.

Who would have thought that after chasing over, not only did it see the Dimensional Beast, it also saw an enemy dressed in the garb of the Church of Light.

Seeing Ange pointed at Julian and said: "Shadow Knight." Then pointed at a pile of bones on the ground: "Mount, bone horse."

Then it pointed at the Dimensional Beast: "Shelter, spatial passage, virus zombies, transported over."

Lord Nai Ge Li Si immediately understood: "You mean, this pile of bones on the ground is a bone horse, the mount of this Shadow Knight, and they used the spatial passage of the Dimensional Beast that can shelter from wind to transport virus-infected zombies over?"

Seeing Ange nodded.

"Good, so the culprits are you lot — to actually poison so treacherously! Cut him down, sever the source of the plague!" Lord Nai Ge Li Si raged. But while it roared, most of its attention was on the Dimensional Beast. After the roar it hurriedly asked Seeing Ange in a low voice: "Have you used your Ultimate Transformation yet?"

Seeing Ange shook its head, looked at the Dimensional Beast and said: "Big cat."

Lord Nai Ge Li Si immediately breathed a sigh of relief. The gardening skeleton hadn't been foolhardy to the end — it knew to hold something back. It had truly feared he would be like the little angel, charging in and unleashing Holy Light Radiance right away, wasting his ultimate move.

The moment this thought arose, it saw a pillar of light flash, shining toward Julian ahead.

The little angel held the pose of both hands pushed outward, forcefully let out a burp, finished and called it a job, then turned to Seeing Ange with a smile, wearing an expression begging for praise.

Seeing Ange reached out and patted its head.

Lord Nai Ge Li Si sighed. As long as Seeing Ange keeps indulging it, this habit of the little angel probably won't change.

Helplessly looking toward Julian — this Shadow Knight actually hadn't been obliterated, though the situation was a bit miserable. The flesh on the front half of his body had almost all vanished, leaving only a skeleton standing there. The flesh on his back still retained a portion, but it too was already riddled with holes.

Lord Nai Ge Li Si had roughly heard of the Shadow Knight's name. This kind of knight, who styled themselves the shadow beneath Holy Light, was very mysterious. They could not only wield the power of Holy Light, but also the power of heresy — such as demons and undead.

The power of heresy would not conflict with the Holy Light on their bodies; instead it would have a complementary effect — very wondrous.

But Lord Nai Ge Li Si's understanding of the Shadow Knight was limited to this. Its knowledge all relied on believers to supplement it; what believers didn't know, it couldn't add to its knowledge repository either.

Being able to retain a skeleton under Holy Light Radiance was already quite impressive. Help him gather his bones together.

The moment this thought flashed past, it saw the Shadow Knight, now reduced to bones, move. He straightened his body and made "Ho… ho… ho…" sounds — probably chanting some kind of spell or prayer, but because his body had been smashed apart, he couldn't produce sound, only a dry rattle in his throat.

But this didn't affect his spell's effect. The Shadow Knight's ruined body rapidly grew and healed; the riddled flesh on his back grew swiftly, passing through the skeleton, filling the empty space in front.

In no time, the Shadow Knight, who had lost all human form, forcibly grew back into a human shape.

Before the flesh closed up, Lord Nai Ge Li Si noticed that the Shadow Knight's chest cavity was empty — the heart that should have been there had not grown back.

"How is that possible? A lich's phylactery resurrection? No, that's not right — phylactery resurrection creates a new body, this is resurrecting an old body. But his heart is gone. If we don't find his phylactery, it'll probably be very hard to kill him," Lord Nai Ge Li Si said.

Seeing Ange raised both hands, preparing to blast him into dust. A lich's phylactery resurrection isn't unlimited — otherwise Fei Lin and Lan would be invincible.

But before Seeing Ange could raise its hands, Julian had already turned tail and run back, sprinting toward that Dimensional Beast, shouting loudly with his newly grown lungs: "Dimensional Beast, help me kill them — these are your favorite spirit beans."

Julian flipped his hand, somehow producing a small pouch from who-knows-where, and hurled it forcefully at the Dimensional Beast.

With a whoosh, everyone felt their eyes blur — from within the giant ball of fur, a huge paw flashed out and pressed down on that small pouch.

Seeing Ange tilted its head, Lord Nai Ge Li Si furrowed its brow-scales, and simultaneously felt that this huge paw looked awfully familiar.

The enormous paw nimbly weighed the small pouch, then poured out its contents — inside were six or seven spirit beans about the size of a human little finger.

Compared to the Dimensional Beast's massive size, the spirit beans were like specks of dust, but the Dimensional Beast's eyes still squinted up happily. The huge paw extended one toe, tapped near the spirit beans, and all the spirit beans instantly vanished.

Having accepted the spirit beans, the Dimensional Beast — which had been coldly indifferent to everyone — shifted its gaze onto Seeing Ange and the others. In its round eyes, the pupils dangerously shrank several rings smaller.

"Careful, it's about to attack," Lord Nai Ge Li Si hurriedly warned everyone.

Seeing Ange suddenly reached in and fished something out, also producing a pouch, and hurled it forcefully at the Dimensional Beast.

PS: This chapter is yesterday's.