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Chapter 762: Spear of the Azure Sky

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In an instant, the massive beam pierced Anxiwodasi's hundred‑meter‑diameter protective fire ring and shot to the space in front of him.

Even the gods dare not underestimate the power of the Ten-ring Spell.

Anxiwodasi had to cease the bombardment of Fu Kong Cheng; flames of light flared on his body, and with a flash he was a kilometer away, appearing on the opposite side of the Naxas Floating City.

However, the beam of Death's Divine Punishment suddenly changed direction, its trajectory forming an uncanny sharp angle, and in the blink of an eye it pursued again.

Anxiwodasi flashed away again, the beam shadowing his every move, turning to chase.

Within three seconds he consecutively cast multiple displacement spells—flash, fire‑jump, portal, and blazing flash—in rapid succession; most onlookers could not even discern his silhouette, only the eerie green beam looping in the sky, leaving a tangled, bizarre trail.

The beam spanned the heavens, as if it would not cease until it caught its foe.

Finally, after nine direction changes, the gaps between Anxiwodasi's displacement spells left him stalled in mid‑air, and the beam caught up.

He let out a loud laugh and turned to face Death's Divine Punishment.

Twenty‑five fireballs erupted, forming a dense wall of flame before him; almost the instant the wall finished forming, the beam struck.

All the fireballs exploded simultaneously.

Each fireball's power rivaled the Nine-ring Technique, and Anxiwodasi directed all explosions toward a single plane, confronting the incoming beam.

Boom!

A sunburst erupted in the sky, its firelight illuminating the dim world, and the death‑infused dark clouds were scattered.

People on the battlefield squinted, forcing themselves not to let the glare burn their eyes, trying to discern the battle.

Lei En's expression shifted slightly.

The undead beside him posed no threat, so he could be the clearest observer. Amid the boom, Death's Divine Punishment's beam pierced the massive fire cloud generated by the explosions; its power visibly waned, yet its diameter still exceeded ten meters, striking the Master.

Anxiwodasi's flame shield was pierced in an instant.

The massive beam engulfed him.

A deafening blast.

The Holy Soul Wizard, one of the Empire's three great heads, had his skin split, fire erupting from within, and his whole body burst like fireworks before fading into smoke.

The beam of Death's Divine Punishment dissipated along with it.

The sky fell silent.

Everyone who witnessed the scene—human, blood elf, or Extreme Warrior—was stunned, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Could such an overwhelmingly powerful Holy Soul Wizard die like this?

"Hahaha..."

A brazen, manic laugh echoed through Fu Kong Cheng; even without seeing Korstted, everyone could picture the Holy Soul Wizard's current state.

"Anxiwodasi, hahaha... at last, you still die by my hand; this is your fate, how pitiful... hahaha..."

Korstted's voice crackled on and off, bordering on madness.

Even the Death Lord, locked in fierce combat, couldn't help but look up, as if to verify whether Anxiwodasi truly died. Distracted this time, he was immediately seized upon by Ouroin Master, whose flash of Light burst onto his face, blinding him briefly, then a sword struck his frost armor.

Clang!

The Death Lord instantly teleported within the Withering Nether, a sword scar cutting from his shoulder down to his chest, ice and death energy seeping through the armor's fissures.

Ouroin Master thought regretfully that the strike ultimately failed to yield greater results.

"Mortal."

The Death Lord's left hand hovered empty as a dozen ice spheres coalesced around Ouroin Master, forcing him back; from the Crown of Dominion a voice as cold as a biting wind said, "You aren't at all concerned about that wizard's death."

His words contained no question; it was a statement.

Ouroin Master remained silent, dodged the ice spheres, and swung his sword again.

The Death Lord further confirmed his suspicion, driving his Frost Wailing Great Sword violently into the ground; runes on the sapphire‑like blade flared, tens of thousands of souls erupted from the sword, flooding the area within several hundred meters in an instant.

These twisted undead souls were all people slain by the Death Lord.

Each ghost had endured countless years of torment, lost its consciousness, becoming the Death Lord's puppet; they crazily slammed into Ouroin Master and then self‑detonated, like the ice spheres of the Withering Nether, unleashing a dual burst of frost and death power, terrifyingly potent.

Ouroin Master employed every tactic, evading desperately, yet was still caught by the souls' self‑detonation.

He could only temporarily dodge the blow and flee far away.

In fact, dragging the Death Lord to this point had already fulfilled the plan's objective.

Almost the instant the Death Lord released the souls, the Void Spirit Gate opened, and a massive figure rose from the forest below.

It was a giant over twenty meters tall, like a mountain peak, with the surrounding forest reaching only to his waist. His skin was bronze‑colored, clad in exquisite torso armor that revealed immensely strong muscles, while streams of electricity coursed over his body, converging on his pillar‑like right arm.

Within dozens of miles, the lightning elements boiled, and a ferocious electric aura enveloped the entire battlefield.

The Titan Elder grasped a spear in his hand.

This lightning‑fast spear stretched dozens of meters, countless bolts converging upon it; he spread his legs, slightly sinking his stance, drawing his posture, the muscles in his right arm bulging, his entire body tensed like a massive bow, his gaze fixed on the floating city above.

"Titan demigod..." The Death Lord had just forced Ouroin Master back, but the distance was too great; it was already too late to stop.

"Ho!"

Titan Elder Sori let out a thunderous shout, shaking the surroundings like a sudden thunderclap.

Then he hurled the long‑spear he had been charging.

This weapon, which he had carried for over three thousand years, is named "Spear of the Azure Sky"; a Legend Grade weapon forged by the Giant Empire in the Second Era, its power unmatched. Simultaneously, his Element "Thunder God's Spear" rose to level seven, unleashing an even stronger surge.

A flash of lightning, the Spear of the Azure Sky vaulted across the distance and struck Fu Kong Cheng in an instant.

The world between heaven and earth suddenly darkened.

Then it filled with white light.

Immediately, a deafening, ear‑piercing blast rang out, causing the blood elves to grimace in pain. Some undead near Fu Kong Cheng were shattered by the shockwave, and blood‑elf rangers riding drake‑eagles lost control, collapsing one after another.

When vision returned, they saw the Naxas Floating City had shifted position.

It had originally hovered steadily mid‑air; even after Anxiwodasi bombarded it hundreds of times it only trembled, but now it had moved several hundred meters.

Yet, despite such a cataclysmic strike, the floating city's barrier remained unbroken.

The Titan Elder's spear was lodged in one side of the pyramid, at the waist near the lower edge; the massive spear was half embedded in the wall, the other half exposed outside the barrier. Where the spear entered, it blasted a hole a hundred meters in diameter, revealing the pyramid's interior structure.

The empty‑handed Suolim frowned in the distant forest.

This was his first attack on Fu Kong Cheng; even though Anxiwodasi had repeatedly stressed that the city's protective barrier was extremely hard to breach, only after personally assaulting it did he truly learn it.

"No wonder Anxiwodasi arranged it that way."

Suolim thought to himself and transformed into lightning, rushing straight for Fu Kong Cheng.

Anxiwodasi's plan was simple: use himself as bait to draw Fu Kong Cheng's firepower and unleash a Ten‑ring Spell. The city's energy source is the Iola Core, virtually limitless, but its output has a ceiling; casting the Ten‑ring Spell requires gathering most of that energy.

Attack and defense cannot be simultaneous.

The moment Fu Kong Cheng releases a spell attack is its most terrifying, and at the same time its protective barrier is at its weakest—a sole chance to break through.

Now the real opportunity has arrived!

The "Firmament Spear" lodged above is a nail driven into Fu Kong Cheng; its Nether Barrier now has a breach.

As Suolim set off, red clouds lit up above Fu Kong Cheng.

One massive meteor after another fell from the sky, each over five meters in diameter, almost forming a chain, trailing long fiery tails, whistling down.

Meteor Burst!

The Death Lord, Sazastan and Grand Mage Ladashier, the three strongest of the undead faction, immediately located the caster. High above, a human clad in a splendid flaming robe wielded a wand, striking Fu Kong Cheng from afar.

He was not Anxiwodasi, yet he was equally proficient in fire magic, only slightly weaker in power.

Another Saint Rank strongman!

"I'll stop him," Sazastan said to the Death Lord, about to open a portal and ascend to attack the mysterious caster.

A fireball surged from the void and exploded right before his eyes.

Sazastan's wolf‑barium flashed away.

"Your opponent is me." Anxiwodasi materialized in the flames, holding a towering staff, surrounded by a blazing shield and huge fireballs, unscathed.

Sazastan coldly spat back, "Substitute Death Spell!"

"Hm."

Anxiwodasi swung his staff, and clusters of fireballs erupted instantly, soaring across the sky, encircling Sazastan from all sides, launching a new wave of attack. Additionally, he sent several fireballs through space directly at Grand Mage Ladashier.

The two Saint Rank strongmen were immediately suppressed; not only could they not escape, their lives hung in the balance.

In the forest below, the Death Lord was once again entangled by Ouroin Master.

This time, the Death Lord spared no effort, repelling Ouroin Master within seconds and inflicting serious injuries.

However, it was already half a step too late.

The ancient red dragon Yuyan's Meteor Burst had already descended, meteor after meteor, like a string of beads, all striking the hole above Fu Kong Cheng with precision. The violent explosions merged into a roar, the once flawless Nether Barrier shuddered violently, teetering on collapse.

The Firmament Spear remained firmly lodged in the barrier; instead of being blown away, it drove deeper.

"You…"

"I curse you!"

Korstted shouted in fury, yet dared not unleash Death's Divine Punishment again. In the current situation, another Death's Divine Punishment would shatter the Nether Barrier without even needing an attack.

He hid inside Fu Kong Cheng and dared not emerge.

Yuyan cast spells without hesitation.

After one round of meteor bombardment, he immediately began a second round. Each Meteor Burst round can create eight meteors; this is his specialty.

However, before the second round began, the Titan Elder arrived.

At about half the distance to Fu Kong Cheng, he manifested, holding another metal spear. Though its power was less than the Firmament Spear, being forged from Titan blue iron, its terrifying weight made the thrown "Thunder God's Spear" equally dreadful.

Utilizing the force of a high‑speed dash, Suolim hurled a metal spear wrapped in lightning.

"Get out of the way!"

The Death Lord roared, repelling the opportunistic Blood Elf Regent's sneak attack.

He flashed, appearing on the spear's path, opening a Withered Death Realm; the spear entered, its speed abruptly dropped, its surface coating with frost. Ice balls formed ahead of the spear and exploded, greatly weakening the Thunder God's Spear's power.

When the spear pierced the Withered Death Realm and struck Fu Kong Cheng, it had little remaining power.

Simultaneously, the Death Lord raised his Frostmourne greatsword, pointing at Yuyan in the sky.

Whoosh!

The invisible frost force arrived through the air.

The Ancient Red Dragon Yuyan, mid‑cast, suddenly felt bone‑chilling cold, as if falling into an ice cellar, instantly frozen into an ice statue; its shield's passive triggered, releasing the freeze, but the Meteor Burst was also interrupted.

"Terrible!"

Yuyan's eyes were filled with dread.

The fireballs swirling across the sky suddenly changed direction, like moths to flame, heading toward the Death Lord blocking the hole of Fu Kong Cheng. Yet the Death Lord remained unmoved; the twin eyes of his Crown of Command glowed faintly, and each fireball that entered the Withered Death Realm struck an ice ball, its explosive power being nullified.

Boom!

Hundreds of bolts of lightning rained down, each thick and swift, electric serpents dancing wildly, attacking the Death Lord alongside the fireballs.

The Death Lord glanced at the Titan Elder, swung his greatsword, and countless undead souls erupted, surging like a torrent.

Suolim, fully aware of the self‑detonation power of those souls, dared not linger and could only dodge temporarily.

As he contemplated using his full demi‑god power for an attack, the Death Lord turned, extending an icy giant claw that seized the Firmament Spear lodged in Fu Kong Cheng, letting out a cold snort while deflecting fireballs and lightning and pulling the spear out.

The Nether Barrier of Fu Kong Cheng instantly restored.

Suolim felt anxious, not wanting to lose his weapon.

Lightning erupted from the spear, shattering the icy claw, which fell from the sky. The Death Lord clearly had no interest in the Firmament Spear, not even glancing at it, and coldly said, "Retreat."

Before the words finished, he flew straight through the hole.

Then he sealed the opening with his own Withered Death Realm, staring coldly at Anxiwodasi and the other Saint Rank strongmen.

"Yes, sir."

Korstted's response rang out, the obelisk on Fu Kong Cheng flashed, Sazhasitan and Ladaxier Grand Mage both disappeared. They directly teleported into Fu Kong Cheng, even the Revelation Knight who was about to be killed was also rescued.

As for the remaining Undead Army, they were all abandoned.

Anxiwodasi and the others stopped making pointless attacks; after half a minute, they could only watch helplessly as Fu Kong Cheng gradually faded, shifted into the star realm, until it completely disappeared.

(End of chapter)

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