If there was a Bai Xiaosheng in this world, there would definitely be a nameless thick staff in the list of weapons.
In its normal state, the staff was about ten meters long and made of bone. It looked like a piece of bone from a huge creature. At one end of the staff, there was a huge, hideous skull.
Both the staff and the skull were pure black. However, the staff was black and shiny, while the skull was black and deep. The two kinds of black were completely different.
The owner of the staff did not give it a name. This was not because he did not like his weapon, but because there was no need to.
The staff was in his hand, so it was named after him. If one day, the staff was in someone else's hand, then he would be dead. What it was called had nothing to do with him, and it was not worth caring about.
The owner of the staff was also nameless. Maybe he had a name, but no one knew it. Maybe there were still people who knew, but they did not reveal it. Even Bai Xiaosheng did not know.
Everyone only knew that he was called the Bloodbath King of Dead Spirits. He lived in a small world in the negative side of the Ring of the World named the Kingdom of Death. He commanded a huge army of the dead spirits. He had been fighting with demons to strengthen his army.
This was an evil god. He was very strong, stronger than most of the strong people in this world. His staff was also very strong, stronger than most of the magic weapons in this world. Even among the divine weapons created by the gods, there weren't many that could compare to it.
This staff rarely appeared. Every time it appeared, it usually meant the death of the evil god's enemy. And it was not a normal death. It was a complete destruction, or being imprisoned and transformed into an undead creature, becoming his subordinate.
Which of the two ways to die was better? That was unknown.
How powerful was this staff? It was still a mystery. Even the most knowledgeable gods only knew that the Death Spirit King could inflict an unimaginably powerful death curse on its opponent with the slightest contact. This curse would cause the living to die immediately and transform into an undead creature controlled by the Death Spirit King.
Almost no living being could resist this curse. Common spells such as "Protection from Curses" or abilities such as "Immunity to Curses" were useless against it. Only the existence that had died long ago, was not afraid of this curse, or had a strong positive energy defense, could resist this curse. Even so, he would still suffer heavy injuries.
Its power was more than that. It was certain that it could allow its master to teleport without any restrictions. Be it the "Dimensional Anchor" spell, the "Space Confinement" magic circle, or the "Space Lock" divine power, none of them could stop it. It was also confirmed that it could greatly increase the speed and strength of the Undead Spirit Lord's summoning and transforming Undead. It could be called a King's Scepter.
As for more, perhaps only those who had died under the staff would know.
Now, Sui Xiong had the opportunity to personally experience the power of this legendary horrible wand.
With a dull thud, the black wand that looked like a bone club smashed into his head.
An unimaginably powerful force invaded his body in an instant, crushing the lines of defense of positive energy like crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood. It went straight for the core of his life and attempted to corrode his soul.
Then, there was no then.
There was no life core in Sui Xiong's body.
The power of the wand swept through his body, causing him serious damage.
Yes, serious damage. If this was in the game, there would definitely be a red light flashing on top of his head, and a scarlet "-9999" would appear.
However, his HP was definitely more than 10,000, and it was much more than that. Therefore, this attack could only be regarded as a serious injury, but not a fatal one.
As for the other effects … the power of the wand swept through his body, but it could not find his life core or attack his soul.
In other words, he was hit hard, and that was all.
"That was all" was not the right word to use in this situation. He was really hit hard, and it was very painful, causing him tons of damage.
However, compared to what had happened to the powerhouses who had been hurt by this wand in the past, "tons of damage" seemed to be not worth mentioning.
Of course, Sui Xiong would definitely not think so.
"Ah!" He screamed in agony. Without saying a word, he waved his blade-like tentacles at the wand and the area around it. Countless attacks completely covered the wand and a large area around it. Even a mosquito would not be able to escape from them.
Of course, the Death Spirit King, who was hiding in this space, could not either. He had planned to use his ultimate move to kill his opponent with one blow, or to add a powerful subordinate to himself. However, he did not expect that not only was Sui Xiong not dead, but he was also not seriously injured to the point where he could not move. Instead, he was a little crazy because of the pain from the injury, and his attacks were faster and heavier, catching the Death Spirit King off guard.
When countless attacks fell like raindrops, the Death Spirit King did not even have time to react.
What's going on? Why is he not dead? Even if he is not dead, he should be seriously injured and unable to move!
In a flash, a thought flashed through the Death Spirit King's mind.
He only had time to think about it. Before he could do anything else, he was overwhelmed by the storm-like attacks of Sui Xiong, who was driven mad by the pain.
Because of the pain, Sui Xiong instinctively chose "Purification", which was the most contradictory to the power of the dead. His whole body emitted the unique pure white light of the Purification Field, and he attacked crazily.
Purification Arrow, Purification Blade, Purification Spear, Purification Fire, Purification Rain, Purification Thunder, Purification Tide, Purification Sea …
Countless sounds exploded in the pitch-black flames. A small part of it was the result of the collision between the power of purification and the power of the dead, and the majority of it was the sound of Sui Xiong's tentacles whipping, cutting, tearing, tearing, slashing, and piercing hammers hitting the Death Spirit King.
This sound was like a storm, and it almost became one sound.
It was a long and disturbing "one sound."
This sound lasted for about ten seconds. Finally, accompanied by an earth-shattering scream, a somewhat broken pitch-black figure rushed into the sky, broke through the black flames, and broke through the obstruction of countless tentacles. With countless injuries, full of fear and frustration, the figure whistled away without looking back. It directly left the Holy Kingdom of the Goddess of Harvest, and no one knew where it went.
Some people noticed that it was the Death Spirit King, a famous and powerful evil god.
Some people noticed that its body was obviously damaged.
Some people also noticed that the tail of the magic wand in its hand seemed to be shorter.
Of course, everyone would definitely notice that not long after the Death Spirit King fled, the black flames all over the ground were sucked up by a big jellyfish that had turned pitch-black, and then this big jellyfish even burped.
"Finally, I got my revenge!"
Sui Xiong smiled with satisfaction and threw a broken bone stick into his mouth.
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