Chapter 2071
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"Keep going!"
"God's Blessing!"
On the roofs, the Sacred City Mages who were casting Super Spells drew brilliant Star Constellations and Star Palaces once again. The dense Star Constellations above the buildings and houses had a strong presence of magic surging like a storm at its brightest moment.
The magic kept gathering. This time, the Sacred City Mages were using the most destructive Fire Spells. The flames scattered across the sky drove away the evil aura descending upon the Sacred City. The light of the flames dyed the night sky within a hundred kilometers red.
Following the order, the flames sprang into action and surrounded Zhan Kong's position.
There was a red curtain of fire that formed a mountain-like furnace. Flowing lava was splashing in the furnace, and merciless lava was burning everything in the furnace into ashes.
The enormous furnace rose from the ground. Zhan Kong's figure was completely out of proportion compared to the mountain furnace. He was so tiny that he could not even compare to the burning embers in the furnace!
"Demon Refining Field, Purge!"
The drifting embers were arranged randomly. Every second, a Blazing Gate would appear on both sides of the Zhankong Sword …
The entire fire furnace itself had a terrifying burning effect, and the Flame Gate Diagrams that were born in the fire furnace further intensified the fire power within by several times.
The Fiery Gates unleashed a torrent of lava that penetrated Zhan Kong's body.
Not long after, the Blazing Gate Pattern with three hundred and sixty degrees of power erupted with lava, cleansing the Undead Emperor!
The black robe remained standing. If the light could not penetrate his armor, how could the flames possibly melt his robe? Zhan Kong continued to advance despite the Fiery Gates and the furnace burning him. His eyes were brighter than any light or fire. The Sacred City Mages standing on both sides of him could not help but shiver in fear!
"Are the flames and light of the Sacred City nothing more than fireworks?"
"If that's all you've got, forget about a thousand years of peace. I'll make you disappear from the river of history tonight!"
Zhan Kong came to a stop. He stomped the ground of the Sacred City with his iron boots.
In an instant, the destructive flames of the furnace were completely extinguished!
Darkness reigned once more, and the flames that filled the sky disappeared without a trace. The high temperature plummeted, and the cold aura of the undead swept through the area once more. This was clearly a huge fire that could burn the sky and ignite an entire mountain range, but it was extinguished with a single step.
Looking at the dimming Sacred City Street, the fighting spirit that had been ignited by the Holy City Mages seemed to have completely dissipated with the stomp.
How strong was the Undead Emperor to be able to ignore the Super Spells and extinguish the strongest Super Spells of the human race like fireworks?
The undead, or demon creatures, were the Emperor-level existences that humans had never dared to offend. However, the Sacred City had set up an inescapable trap for the Undead Emperor. The Light and Fire Super Spells were being mocked by him!
It was far from enough. These magic spells, which were considered the strongest in the hearts of humans, were far from enough in front of the Undead Emperor. The glory of this Holy City was only limited to the weak humans. In front of the entire vast world, in front of the Undead Emperor, it was nothing more than a trick!
"You will only remember how insignificant you are if you pay with your lives?"
"I'm only one of the Emperors that has been asleep for a long time. I'm nowhere as strong as the Emperors of the Sahara Desert, Antarctica, and Bermuda, yet I can easily wake you up from your dreams!"
Zhan Kong's eyes emitted a blood-red glow. A strong demonic aura rolled out from the mountain range of the Alps and devoured everything that the people could see. The sky, the mountains, and the horizon were like black howls. The overwhelming aura of the undead grabbed the throats of everyone in the Sacred City.
Breathe, breathe, breathe with all their might. The people of the Sacred City panted heavily in fear. Their eyes were filled with the pain and struggle before their deaths.
Both ordinary people and Mages saw the blood-red eyes and the figure in the black robe. They also saw the aura of death grabbing their throats tightly.
No one in the Sacred City lost their lives to the Undead Emperor's aura. However, just as the Undead Emperor had mentioned, they realized how insignificant they were. They realized that the lives they cherished and the magic they worshiped were insignificant compared to an Emperor-level creature!
Even though the people who were watching the battle on the ground did not die, in the reflection of the Sacred City, the Sacred City Mages who were fighting for a thousand years of peace were standing on the roofs, preparing for the next spell. They had all turned into withered statues …
The corpses continued to emit a black aura. It gathered on Zhan Kong's palm like a swarm of bees returning to their hive.
Zhan Kong slowly lowered his head and took a deep sniff after grabbing the life of the Sacred City Mages.
The pain was gone once again. It was replaced by a sense of peace that he had never felt before. Even his dried blood vessels felt like something was flowing in them. His heart was beating again …
Beautiful memories echoed in his mind, but this time, it was no longer a heart-wrenching torture.
The most extravagant thing for an undead was to recall the beautiful memories they had when they were alive. However, memories were a luxury. Without the support of thousands of lives, the more painful it would be to recall them!
Hatred, hatred, greed, and brutality were supposed to be the same as the undead.
It was not an abandonment, but a new beginning. It was their instinct, and the best way to protect themselves.
However, the Undead also hated and loathed themselves.
He did not even dare to look into Qin Yu'er's eyes in the distance. Zhan Kong shuddered after taking a deep breath of fresh life.
As soon as he thought about his disgusting appearance being witnessed by the person he loved, Zhan Kong had the urge to tear his head off with his hands. He would not stop until he tore it into pieces!
He wanted to cry in pain and express his hatred for himself with the tears of an elite. His eyes were filled with filthy blood …
His heart had just calmed down after absorbing the life aura of the living.
However, when he was thinking calmly, he hated himself for being a living dead.
The hatred brought endless pain and anger.
He needed to kill and absorb the life aura of the living to calm himself down.
"AHHH!!!"
Another roar was heard. He soon forgot everything. He could only feel fresh blood smearing across the streets and buildings of the Sacred City. One Mage after another fell to the ground in pools of blood.
He could no longer satisfy his thirst for life. He felt like something was missing when there was no fresh blood on the ground.
Humans were still too weak to withstand a single blow. They were only fit to be the red carpet on which he could walk without dirtying his boots …
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The fresh blood was so eye-catching. Mofan looked up at the battlefield of the Sacred City. He could feel the overwhelming dominance of the undead!
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