6kv Chapter 65 The Immortal Monster and the Conditions!
Chapter 65 The Immortal Monster and the Conditions!
A shaky, broken figure struggled to take shape on the scorched earth—it was Sori!
Wisps of smoke still rose from the edges of his tattered black robe, his exposed skin was charred and cracked, and you could even see the writhing shadows underneath. His breath was as weak as a candle flickering in the wind.
Only those eyes, burning with venomous resentment and unbelievable terror, were fixed on Leo.
In his hand, he tightly gripped a semi-magical artifact that exuded a chilling aura and intense deathly stillness—a gift from Hick, originating from the Ice Curse of Klar!
Sori quickly glanced at the black-robed figure standing silently behind him, confirming that the shadow surrounding the figure was still stable and there was no obvious damage, before squeezing out a breath of foul air with a bloody taste from his throat.
If the man in black were to suffer even the slightest mishap, even if he miraculously survived, he would have no face to face Lord Heathcliff again.
"Leo..."
Sori's voice was hoarse and broken, interspersed with uncontrollable coughing.
"Cough...cough cough...you really...surprised me...but!"
He abruptly looked up, his eyes flashing with a fierce light: "Don't think... you've won!"
The apprentices, who had survived the ordeal, were still grieving the tragic deaths of their companions when they saw Sori, who should have been reduced to ashes long ago, reappear and utter arrogant words. Their suppressed anger was instantly ignited!
"Damn black rat! It's only half alive and it still dares to be arrogant?! Die!!!"
One of the apprentices, his eyes bloodshot with grief and indignation, didn't even think twice before violently gathering elements in his hand, instantly forming a scorching fire arrow that hissed as it shot towards Sori!
The surrounding apprentices watched coldly, wanting to see what kind of trouble these two defeated soldiers could cause.
"Heh... You're asking for death!" Sori grinned cruelly, and the Frost Curse in his hand flashed with an eerie light!
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A silent, incredibly concentrated, deathly pale cold current arrived before anyone else! Its speed surpassed even visual perception!
"Ugh—!!!"
The flaming arrows froze and shattered instantly in mid-air! The apprentice only had time to let out a short scream before he was completely engulfed by the pale, icy current!
A terrifying scene unfolded! His body was instantly covered with a layer of crystal-clear frost that exuded an aura of death. His body seemed to have been drained of all moisture and life force, shriveling and shrinking at a visible speed!
With skin clinging to the bones and eyes sunken, it transformed into a dried corpse encased in ice in the blink of an eye, falling straight to the ground!
"Hiss..." A collective gasp rippled through the apprentices, fear instantly overpowering their anger.
Sori didn't even glance at the frozen corpse; his cold gaze refocused on the pale-faced Leo.
"It didn't feel good to unleash such an attack, did it? Eternal Holy Flame... can you use it again now?"
Leo and the others stared at the life that withered away in an instant, their faces ashen and their teeth clenched, but none of them dared to make a move.
The enemy's bizarre tactics are endless; who can guarantee this isn't yet another deadly trap?
"Leo," Nia approached quietly, her voice trembling slightly. The devastating attack and the tragic death of her companions still haunted her. "What do we do? Attack them all at once? There are only two of them left!" Their numerical advantage was their only hope at this moment.
Just then—
"Ha...hahaha...you guys...you deserve to die!!!"
A tooth-grinding sound, like countless sticky substances rubbing together, rang out!
On that scorched earth, once burned by the eternal holy flames and still bearing traces of golden flames, the milky-white substance that had been writhing and stubbornly resisting the flames' erosion finally broke free from the golden flames' clutches!
It twisted and expanded wildly, stretched and shaped rapidly, and finally coalesced into an extremely unstable outline that barely maintained a human shape—it was Sean!
At this moment, his entire body was completely covered by that viscous, wriggling, ominous milky-white substance. His facial features were blurred, and his limbs flowed erratically like melting wax figures, making him look exactly like a "dough figure" monster from the abyss!
"Heh...heh...who else isn't dead...come out..."
Sean roared in his inhuman voice, filled with endless pain and resentment.
Seeing Sean's form, a cold, knowing glint appeared in Sorey's eyes. He growled at the empty, scorching battlefield, "Stop hiding! It's time to end this!"
As he spoke, the space in several seemingly ordinary scorched earth or shadowy areas distorted like ripples on water.
Several equally disheveled figures, their auras unsteady but their killing intent palpable, slowly emerged and silently rejoined Sori's ranks.
It was those elite black wizards who had been "annihilated" earlier!
Their bodies were either filled with shadows due to physical defects, or bone spurs were writhing beneath their skin, yet their eyes were even more ferocious.
"No...impossible!"
"They...they're still alive?!"
The apprentices opposite were completely stunned, their faces drained of color, and the glimmer of hope that had just been ignited was instantly extinguished by cold despair.
Under such devastating holy flames, how did these people survive?
Judging from Leo's current weakened state, that earth-shattering blow is clearly impossible to repeat!
A suffocating sense of despair, like an icy tide, once again overwhelmed the hearts of every white wizard apprentice.
This time, who can save them?
In the suffocating silence and despair, Leo took a deep breath and took another step forward.
His face was as pale as paper, and his body swayed slightly, but his eyes were as firm as a rock.
"Sorry!" Leo's voice, hoarse from exhaustion, pierced the oppressive air clearly. "Your target... is me! Release them! I'll stay!"
"Oh?"
Sorey let out an exaggerated, mocking laugh, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world!
"You're quite responsible, aren't you, little hero? But—"
He drew out the word, a cruel smile playing on his lips like a cat toying with a mouse, his fingers gently stroking the cold surface of the Ice Curse.
"On what grounds do you... negotiate with me?"
Time! What he needs most right now is time!
If they can stall for just a little longer, Sean and his men will be able to recover more fighting strength.
At that time, taking down this group of exhausted lambs will be a piece of cake!
As for that terrifying eternal holy flame...
A trace of indelible apprehension flashed deep in Sori's eyes.
If that thing had burned for even a second longer, they would probably have been reduced to ashes!
Without wasting words, Leo placed his hand on the bracelet and shouted:
"Since you want me alive, then what if I use my own life to unleash the Eternal Holy Flame once more!"
Upon hearing this, Sorey's expression changed!
Hick clearly told him to let the man in black beside him complete the final action.
What if Leo commits suicide...?
Sori stared at Leo with a grim expression, his voice icy cold!
"Alright, alright, you're truly a man of honor! Leo! You stay! They go!"