Chapter 89: [Prophet of Death]! Stage Five Boss!

Chapter 89: [Prophet of Death]! Stage Five Boss!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

In the forest’s depths, twisted tree branches overlapped and entangled like ghost claws, forming a huge seat.

At this moment, the being on the seat suddenly opened its eyes. There was endless terror in those pale eyes. They looked like a nightmare—desperate and suffocated!

With her awakening, a strong power of death suddenly gushed out from her body!

Deep green light shrouded this place, and the endless howling of ghosts sounded!

“Someone actually dared to step foot into this place. Fresh Undead have delivered themselves to my door?” A hoarse female voice resounded in the forest, and a terrifying aura of death swept through the area.

Even the Temple of Light’s people—who were at the mountain’s outer area—also felt palpitation and suffocation!

Wu Hao, Elder Tian, and the others all looked toward the deeper part of the mountains in unison.

Elder Tian was surprised. Even he—who had reached Stage Four—couldn’t help but tremble in fear under this aura! It was as if a higher-leveled lifeform was suppressing him! “Could it be that there is an even more terrifying existence deep in this mountain range?”

Wu Hao said solemnly, “This place is really a tiger’s den! We mustn’t stay too long; we must leave as soon as possible!”

Hearing this, Xue Linglong and Luo Xingyao both subconsciously frowned. They were worried about Link, who had gone deep into the mountains...

At the same time.

Link had an indifferent expression. He held the [King’s Sword] tight in his hand, poised for battle.

Not far from him, a female figure stood. She had long purple hair—which glowed with green light and fluttered in the air—gray-green skin, and pale pupils, giving people endless chills and fear!

A sense of death permeated the air, and the Undead’s wails and screams resounded endlessly too!

A piece of information then appeared in Link’s mind.

[Prophet of Death]

Race: Scourge

Profession: Mage

Level: Stage Five, Level 3

Introduction: She has devoted herself to death and is happy to see everything turn to ashes. The Prophet of Death can summon foul bats and Undead and use them to bury those who still have blood coursing through their veins. Her power is terrifying, and she will deprive casters of what they need most—their voice.

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A cold light flashed in Link’s deep eyes.

The real master here, as he had expected, was an existence above the overlord-level!

A Stage Five boss! Its attributes and skill intensity were far more powerful than those of Stage Four overlord-level bosses. Moreover, the Prophet of Death wasn’t an existence that could be ignored even in the Scourge!

Even the overlord-level monsters, Necromancers—who could command an army of minor Undead and destroy cities—were just her entourage!

She was undoubtedly a nightmare for humans at this current stage!

The most important thing was that all enemies near the Prophet of Death would have their voices snatched away, causing them to be unable to communicate!

What’s more, Mages and Priests that couldn’t chant their spells were equivalent to being prohibited from using their magic. They could only stretch out their necks for the Prophet of Death to slaughter if they encountered her!

Such a terrifying existence signifies that this place is unusual all the more! Link’s deep eyes were full of firmness; there wasn’t the slightest bit of fear in them!

Link was no ordinary Summoner. He had dual professions, [Great Void Taboo Master] and [Death Judge]. The stats on his attribute screen were as strong as that of Stage Five creatures!

Since he had the chance to live a second lifetime, anyone who dared to block his path would all become stepping stones for him to reach the top!

The Prophet of Death stared at the crowd mockingly. Her claw-like fingers pressed against her lips, making a gesture to keep quiet.

An icy wave rippled from her body in an instant, and the place was shrouded in an aura of terror.

Except for the Prophet of Death, the voices of all other creatures here were taken away from them.

“Listen, the gods are whispering. Death is where you belong!” The corners of her mouth curled up, drawing a cruel arc!

As the horrifying aura enveloped the area, Link communicated with his summoned creatures with his mind. Star Moon also jumped up, transforming into Chimera form in mid-air!

Deprived of sound, it would be a nightmare for professions that required chanting in order to release powerful magic—such as Mages.

But whether it was Link, Yuna, or Star Moon, the vast majority of their skills were related to their individual traits. Hence, they didn’t need to perform lengthy chanting to communicate with the elements that drifted around in nature.

In other words, just nice!

Link countered this Prophet of Death’s [Trait]!

“Interesting combination.” The Prophet of Death glanced at Star Moon—who transformed into a gigantic, three-headed beast—and the Seraphim, Yuna, who was flying in the air. The Prophet of Death then slowly tightened her claws!

The alarming power of death turned into a series of green light streams that gathered in the Prophet of Death’s hand!

The wail of ghosts here was getting stronger!

At this moment, Link had already moved! His robe danced wildly in the wind, and a dazzling light burst from his [King’s Sword] as if it was going to tear apart everything in front of him!

[Holy Charge]!

Using this skill—which granted one invincibility—as a starting move had already become Link’s habit.

In the sky, holy light as vast as an ocean radiated out from Yuna’s body!

The pure holy light dispersed the haze in this place by a little.

A series of holy light energy then pierced the space like golden meteorites, carrying terrifying force as they fell toward the Prophet of Death.

[Holy Light Purification]!

Star Moon—who had revealed its true form—had fierce flames, coming from his body, that soared toward the sky! It was as if Star Moon was a terrifying existence that had come from ancient times and trampled on the stars!

Its three mouths opened wide and let out a silent roar!

Masses of energy gathered in Star Moon’s dragon-like mouths and gushed out!

The first head sprayed out deep, black dark energy.

The second head was breathing fiery lava, causing this place’s temperature to spike!

The third head—the newest head that appeared after Star Moon advanced to Stage Three—spewed a faint-green light beam! It wasn’t the power of death, but an attack that had a strong corrosive effect.

At this moment, three different energies blended with each other, turning into a huge beam of light. The light beam then lased toward the Prophet of Death!

All kinds of attacks came, and even the Prophet of Death showed a slightly strange expression on her face.

It should be understood that the creatures—which relied on chanting to perform magic—instantly became lambs waiting to be slaughtered when the Prophet of Death’s territory skill, which could snatch away voices, was activated in the past.

Almost none could execute such attacks!

“I want to tear your bodies even more now to taste your sweet souls.” The Death Prophet let out a scream.

The extremely condensed green light ball flew out of her hand, suddenly exploded, and turned into a faint green ocean, colliding with the incoming holy light and beam of light!

Boom!

A loud explosive sound—which seemed to burst their eardrums—reverberated!

The power of death, the holy light, and the beam of light annihilated each other...

And at this moment....

Link—who was holding the [King’s Sword]—had arrived. His expression was insipid as the longsword in his hand shone with golden light. It seemed as if he was holding a huge sword that was taller than a human, making his aura terrifying!

The huge sword struck and instantly penetrated the Prophet of Death’s body! However, the Prophet of Death’s body instantly exploded with a bang.

The exploded body parts actually turned into rotten bats. Each of them was half a person tall, and they all opened their stinky mouths, screaming and charging toward Link!

The Prophet of Death’s figure appeared some distance away, and there was only contempt and sarcasm on her face...