Chapter 108: Fallen King

The dazzling Holy Light that suddenly erupted from the Twelve Bibles heavily injured the unprepared Necromancer at once, and Hu Feng, sitting inside the carriage, also suffered significant damage.

Under the shroud of the Holy Light, the surging Death Aura inside his body turned into strands of cold black smoke, and even his meridians and bones showed signs of turning into mist. Fortunately, Nun Cinia’s attention was focused on the evil Necromancer for a moment; otherwise, his identity would have been exposed instantly.

“Cinia, we cannot let a Necromancer like this continue to cause harm. I will go kill him; you be careful!”

Hu Feng agitated the Magic Crystal and Soul Crystal within his body, forcefully expelling the Holy Light that had seeped inside. His figure swayed, and he used the Great Teleportation Technique to vanish. He spread out his vast Divine Sense and chased after the Necromancer by following the resonance of him.

Ah…

After fleeing over a hundred li in one breath, the severely injured Necromancer Badeson finally let out a sigh of relief. With a thought, he transformed from a cluster of dim Phosphorous Fire into a human figure. Strands of black smoke rose from his body, and his originally noble and magnificent black robe was corroded with thumb-sized holes. His Magic Power was nearly depleted, and he looked utterly miserable.

The Twelve Bibles, the legendary Twelve Bibles that specifically countered the Undead and all evil!

Thinking of the Bible in Nun Cinia’s hands, Badeson still felt a chill run down his spine. Although he had only cultivated to the First Stage of the Saint Domain and could not compare to those old fellows who had cultivated for tens of thousands of years, he was still a Saint Domain Magician. He did not expect that he would be so vulnerable in front of the legendary Twelve Bibles.

“Damn it, that damn Nun. Don’t let me catch you, or I will let you taste the feeling of a fate worse than death!”

Necromancer Badeson had a hideous look on his face as he leaned against a large tree, panting heavily. Although he was severely injured in an instant, the thought of the Goddess Brand within Nun Cinia’s body, and recalling her graceful figure and her beautiful face that was partly hidden, made him unwilling to give up just like that.

Desecrating the sacred Nuns of the Divine Court had always been a favorite activity for Necromancers, let alone a graceful and exquisite future Saintess!

Thinking about tying up Nun Cinia and the humiliating way he would manipulate her, Badeson’s eyes lit up. Just as he was pondering how to proceed next, his eyebrows furrowed, and he suddenly sensed an invisible danger. Just as he was about to turn into a cluster of Phosphorous Fire to dodge, his neck felt cold, and a sharp longsword pressed down.

“Not bad speed, you ran pretty fast, but unfortunately, your strength is lacking!”

Looking at Necromancer Badeson, who did not dare to move, Hu Feng smiled coldly. “You just suffered heavy injuries; instead of thinking about how to hide and heal, you are thinking about how to continue your attack. Not bad, you have quite the nerve. Tell me, what does a fate worse than death taste like? If you caught Nun Cinia, how would you desecrate her to satisfy your evil thoughts?”

Badeson was extremely fast and had always been known for his speed among the many Necromancers, appearing a hundred li away in the blink of an eye. Unfortunately, compared to Hu Feng, who had comprehended the Great Teleportation Technique, he was far inferior.

“Are you a Great Divine Official from the Bright Summit?”

After catching a glimpse of the fiery red Divine Official robe on Hu Feng out of the corner of his eye, Badeson felt a wave of bitterness in his heart.

He did not expect that the little Nun Cinia actually possessed a legendary Twelve Bible, and even less did he expect that a true top-tier Stronger was lurking inside the carriage. At that time, seeing Hu Feng sitting motionless in the carriage, he thought he was scared stiff, just a puppet used to attract attention. He did not expect that he was completely wrong.

He had kicked an iron plate!

At this moment, Badeson realized that he had fallen for the Divine Court’s scheme. He did not dare to move a finger, and sweat poured down his back.

The longsword resting on his neck gave him a strong sense of danger; it was cold, sharp, full of Killing Intent, and carried an inexplicable, ominous aura. Before he could even form a thought of resistance, the sharp longsword pressed down lightly, leaving a cut on his neck and seeping out a trace of blood. For such a power ful Stronger, aside from a big shot from the Bright Summit, he could not think of where else such a terrifying Divine Official could be found on the Wasteland.

“No, you are wrong. I am not some Divine Official, just a little Lich!”

Hu Feng smiled wickedly and moved his hand. The sharp Death Oak cut in another fraction, letting the terrified Necromancer Badeson further feel the approach of the Reaper. With a thought, a majestic and pure Death Aura surged out, transforming into a thick Dark Mist that enveloped the entire dense forest. “I’ll give you two choices: either come back with me and let the Glory Knights tie you to a Burning Stake to be burned to ashes, purifying your evil Soul. Or, kneel down and become my servant. Your strength is lacking, but you are insidious enough and evil enough. I like that!”

Hu Feng quietly waited for the Necromancer’s reply. Unless he had water in his brain, this fellow obviously knew how to choose. Recruiting a Holy Step Magician was much better than directly turning him into a War Puppet that only knew how to kill. This guy had decent strength, but more importantly, he was insidious and ruthless enough; he happened to be lacking such a person by his side.

A Lich?

A Lich who had infiltrated the Divine Court, wearing a Divine Official’s robe?

Sensing the mountain-moving Death Aura inside Hu Feng, Badeson’s heart shook, and his eyes darted around. Unfortunately, just as the thought of escape arose, his neck stung, and the sharp Death Oak cut in another inch. If Hu Feng applied a little more force, his throat would be slit. After a moment of silence, he had no choice but to prostrate himself helplessly. He let go of his Soul defense and allowed Hu Feng to leave a deep Soul Imprint in the depths of his Soul.

Undead Creatures were ruthless to their enemies, and even more ruthless to their own kind! Sensing Hu Feng’s powerful strength, the severely injured Badeson could only consider himself unlucky and did not dare to have any other thoughts.

“Badeson, why did you personally take action to capture Nun Cinia? What is going on with the Goddess Brand inside her body?” After completely controlling the Necromancer’s Soul, Hu Feng secretly let out a sigh of relief. As a Saint Domain Magician, Badeson’s strength was extraordinary. If he had not taken advantage of his severe injuries, controlling his Soul would not have been so easy.

“Lord, do you not know?” Necromancer Badeson was stunned for a moment, then continued, “Some time ago in Fallen City, I heard the Fallen King mention a matter. The legendary Goddess of Life has not completely perished; a trace of her Soul Brand escaped from the Demon Abyss and reincarnated into an ordinary person. And this person is the Candidate Saintess Cinia in Cold Moon City. Before she awakens, as long as one desecrates her body and Soul and steals the Soul Brand within her, one can break through to the Divine Domain Realm in one fell swoop. After learning the news, I rushed over immediately and indeed sensed a unique aura on this Nun.”

“The Fallen King?”

Hu Feng murmured softly, a cold light flashing in his eyes. No wonder after capturing Badeson the Necromancer, the sense of danger in his heart not only did not fade but became even stronger; so that was the reason. Clearly, Badeson, who had rushed over in a hurry, had been used as a pawn to scout the path, and the real Great Demon Head was still behind. The deeper they hid, the more dangerous they were.