Chapter 1043

Chapter 1043: Spirit King (1)

Translator: 549690339 

In the royal city of the kingdom of the dead.

This was the nether abyss king’s castle.

At the same time, it would also be his burial ground …

Who would have thought that the King of the kingdom of the dead would become the first one of the four pillar gods to fall in the Twilight of the Gods?

And the ones who had brought about this result were the five ruthless characters from the main universe.

They were … Count of script, King moonlit, Sam Montier, Soul Reaper, and Talim.

In terms of combat strength, brother Zun was a high-level creature that was second only to the four pillar gods. Furthermore, after Lao Wang had recovered his strength, he was not inferior to them.

As for the other three … They were the second-in-command of the four pillar gods. Satsuma was once the ‘strongest official of the time’, Soul Reaper was the ‘chief of the nine Chiefs of undead’, and Talim, the ‘official of curse’, had always been the right-hand man of the head of the demons.

Judging from their strength on the surface, the three of them were higher ranked than the general officials, jury members, and the nine Chiefs of the undead. Not to mention … They had secretly established The Phantom church and accumulated a large amount of faith.

Then … Here came the problem …

Why did the five of them join forces to deal with the nether abyss King?

The answer was obvious … Feng bujue was pulling the strings behind the scenes.

Half a month ago, which was the night of the second round of the semi-finals, brother Jue had already worked out the plan to eliminate the nether abyss King with the three members of the illusion fiend church.

The key to this plan was “Fu Ling,” the former nine Chiefs of the dead spirits who had been sealed in the great dung swamp of devil mouth Island.

According to the Devourer, he and Fu Ling had fought over the position of the nine Chiefs. Logically speaking, Fu Ling was slightly more powerful, but the spirit Devourer was far more cunning than her. He had used all sorts of methods to win over the support of all the other nine Chiefs …

Thus, Fu Ling was defeated, and the price of her failure was eternal damnation …

Many years later, Feng bujue released Fu Ling from the seal by chance.

And this … Had also become an opportunity.

Although he was imprisoned, as a “spirit,” as long as there was a strong resentment, his power would increase.

Thus, after all these years, not only did Fu Ling’s strength not stagnate, it had become even more tyrannical.

After Feng bujue learned about the history of the battle between the two spirits, he played along … Luring the Tiger away from the mountain to kill the man with a borrowed knife.

First, he let the spirit-Devourer lead the nine Chiefs to a designated place to wait for orders. Then, he used the spirit-Devourer as bait … To lure Fu Ling there as well. When the two sides met, it was undoubtedly a bloody battle to the death.

As for the spirit-taking, he stayed out of it … While the nine Chiefs and Fu Ling were fighting, he quickly met up with two other colleagues from the illusion fiend church. Then, he brought his honorable brother and Lao Wang and headed straight for the palace.

It didn’t matter how the battle with Fu Ling was going, as the nine Chiefs wouldn’t be able to escape in a short time. Therefore … Only a few shrimp soldiers and crab generals were left to guard the capital.

In the face of those five fiends, random soldiers could not do much. Furthermore … The spirit devouring sect knew the situation of the defense and the distribution of troops in the palace like the back of their hands. With the help of both the inside and the outside, the undead army collapsed at the first touch.

Of course, the nether abyss King was also very powerful, and he wouldn’t be defeated so easily …

Among the four pillar gods, the netherworld King was the number one in one-on-one combat.

This God who controlled the power of the undead was not easy to deal with, but the five who had come to encircle him … Were not easy to deal with either.

If the abyssal King was able to defeat the five of them in a 1V5, he would not need to train the nine Chiefs of the undead spirits. He would probably have no problem taking on two pillar gods alone … If he was smart enough, and used some long-range and short-range attacks, it would only be a matter of time before he swallowed up the forces of the other three gods.

Unfortunately, that was only a hypothesis. The reality was that … When these five people (strictly speaking, none of them were human) appeared, the nether abyss King already understood that he didn’t even have a chance of winning.

In the end, the King of the Kingdom of the undead chose to take his last breath with dignity.

He didn’t make any unnecessary resistance or counterattack, and he didn’t want to drag people down with him …

He seemed to have his own unique view on ‘death’.

There was no fear in his heart. On the contrary…He felt a sense of relief and exhaustion.

The time had come, and dusk was approaching. His era was over.

The stage of the new era would be left to the newly rising forces …

At the last moment, the nether abyss King took off the ‘crown of undead’ and slowly placed it on the throne. Then … He turned around and disappeared … Returning to the torrent of data and becoming a part of this world.

After he had completely disappeared, the spirit-Devourer … Spoke.

“Everyone …” He glanced at the four people around him and asked in a deep voice,”…Is there anyone who is willing to take the throne?”

The current spirit Devourer was no longer a giant skull floating in the air.

After consuming the [i can rub mushrooms] that Feng bujue gave him, under the effect of the item’s second special effect,[I’ve added mushrooms to you~(permanently changes an NPC’s style)], the soul Reaper’s appearance turned into a human.

But now, he looked like a human-shaped ice sculpture made of light blue ice crystals. Through his translucent skin and flesh, one could clearly see the human skeleton inside his body, as well as many blue light spots that were constantly floating in his body like fireflies.

“Hmph … You don’t have to be so polite with us.” King Ming Jin still had the appearance of a child, but his tone was not polite at all.”We have never been interested in the throne.”

“Haha … Regarding the ownership of the crown, you and Feng bujue have already come to an agreement, haven’t you?” The count of script’s attitude was much more mature. He smiled at the spirit-Snatcher sect. “Why do you have to ask?” He paused for a moment, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.”Could it be … You’re trying to test our reaction?”

Soulstealer did not answer the question. As if he did not hear the second half of the sentence, he turned back to look at Sam Montier and Talion.

The two of them had been in cahoots with him for many years, so they naturally had no objections.

And so, the spirit Devourer … Took a step toward the throne.

“Alright, since no one has any objections …” Soul Reaper ascended the steps in front of the throne and said as he walked,”I … Shall be the king.”

“From now on, all living beings are insignificant.”

“Lowly salvation.”

“The guidance of hypocrisy.”

“The cycle of despair.”

“Everything … Will no longer exist, and will be reborn from destruction.”

“I …” Soulsqn muttered in a low voice along the way. When she reached this point, she happened to arrive in front of the throne and raised the crown of dead souls.”…I shall be crowned as …”

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Just as Soul Reaper was about to put on the crown and utter the word ‘King’… A ray of death light suddenly struck!

In the blink of an eye, the energy knocked the crown from his hand to the ground.

A cold female voice … Was heard.

“You … Are you even worthy?” (To be continued.)