Chapter 193: Ragnarok

“Ah… Blackwater, I will kill you!”

The moment his body was slain by Hu Feng’s sword, the Puppet Ancestor Igula let out a miserable scream.

At the same time, inside a castle tens of thousands of miles away, the flame of an inextinguishable candle jumped and slowly dimmed, emitting a weak glow. Not far away, a black metal puppet lying motionless on the ground suddenly opened its eyes. With clicking sounds, it slowly stood up, making a series of cold metal collisions. It was tall and large, cold all over without a trace of life, and thick armor was engraved with mysterious Runes.

“Black… water…”

The massive black-armored puppet had a hoarse voice. Its mouth did not move, but a dull, raspy voice came from deep within its throat, making people feel uncomfortable just hearing it. After a moment of silence, it suddenly raised its head and let out an invisible roar. Outside the main hall, a large group of cold Titan puppets quickly appeared. They were tall and sturdy, each holding a sharp Titan Sword, a black mass that stretched as far as the eye could see.

Puppet Temple!

The Puppet Ancestor Igula, who was slain by Hu Feng’s sword, quickly resurrected inside the Puppet Temple.

As a powerful Puppeteer, he had long ago made sufficient preparations. As long as the life-bound candle in the Puppet Temple did not go out, he would never die and could transfer his Soul to a prepared War Puppet. Compared to before, this metal puppet body was hundreds of times stronger. Its power and resistance to attacks surpassed all War Puppets. It was a treasure he accidentally found after seizing the Puppet Temple tens of thousands of years ago.

After resurrecting from the dead, Igula’s body and close-combat abilities were even more formidable. The only regret was the loss of a large amount of Origin Power, and his realm almost dropped back to Saint Domain Peak. Although he could be eternally undying, every time he died in battle, he would lose a large amount of Origin Power. This was the biggest regret of the Puppet Resurrection Technique.

“Black… Blackwater, I will kill you, tear your body apart, and devour your Soul!”

Looking at his cold body, the Puppet Ancestor Igula laughed quackingly, a sound even uglier than crying.

Although his previous body was not strong enough, it was his own original body after all, which could be strengthened little by little through Cultivation. This current body was strong enough to be impervious to swords and spears, but it was no different from a cold War Puppet, becoming neither human nor ghost.

Looking at his current appearance through a bronze mirror, Igula wanted to cry but had no tears. Only one thought remained in his mind: revenge!

He secretly swore that he would definitely fully fuse with the power of the Puppet Temple and build a real puppet legion. He would turn Hu Feng’s relatives and friends one by one into puppets under his control, and into female slaves for him to humiliate, making his life worse than death!

“Underground World, Danube River…”

Thinking of the news Hu Feng revealed, Igula smiled coldly. He pressed his hands in the Void, and the Puppet Temple, this castle handed down from ancient times, suddenly flew up, tearing through the Planar Crystal Wall and vanishing into the void.

“Hmm, this bronze drum…”

When the Puppet Ancestor Igula resurrected inside the Puppet Temple, far away in the Dragon’s Grave, Hu Feng put away the bronze drum he left behind. Massive Prime Force and Divine Sense surged in, directly obliterating the Soul Imprint he left inside and quickly refining it.

With a gentle pat, this bronze drum let out a muffled sound. The sound was not loud, but by changing the force and rhythm of the patting, one could control the surrounding puppet warriors; it could even directly attack the enemy’s Soul. Originally, seeing Hu Feng and the Puppet Ancestor fight until blood seeped from the corners of his mouth, seemingly heavily injured, a few old guys wanted to pounce and secretly strike to snatch the Dragon-Slaying Sword in his hand. But upon hearing the sound from this bronze drum, they immediately hid far away, plundering the Crystals and Crystal Marrows and other treasures falling from the sky.

This time, with the appearance of the Primordial Heavenly Dragon King’s remains, too many treasures were sprayed out from the depths of the ground. The surviving Demon Hunters desperately plundered the surrounding treasures, each displaying their abilities. To snatch a rare treasure, they would attack without a word. If they moved, it was an all-out Fatal Strike. Soon, the smell of blood in the air grew thicker and thicker.

“God says, in heaven and on earth, all things in heaven and earth are under my control!”

Just now, the Saintess Flochra, who had taken all the sprayed treasures, did not make a move this time. She looked indifferently at the massive remains of the Primordial Heavenly Dragon King slowly rising into the air, unmoved by the countless Crystals and Crystal Marrows. Just when people thought she might be heavily injured from the previous siege and unable to act, this Previous Saintess who had fallen into darkness suddenly struck.

Once the ethereal Great Prophecy Technique was used, the remains of the Primordial Heavenly Dragon King, which were accelerating to rise and attempting to break through the void, suddenly trembled and became immobile. Then, countless black ropes crisscrossed over its body, instantly binding it. The air was filled with boundless Death Aura and unparalleled pressure. Under this unprecedented pressure, the Primordial Heavenly Dragon King’s massive body actually shrank little by little, slowly floating toward the Dark Heavenly Book in Saintess Flochra’s hand.

Great Seal Technique!

Saintess Flochra, who had been ready to strike, amazed everyone with one move, actually attempting to directly seal the massive remains of the Primordial Heavenly Dragon King! The Great Seal Technique, this Ancient Divine Ability, displayed its true power in her hands. The remains of the Dragon King, retaining a supreme will, actually succumbed to this powerful sealing force.

“Miss Dora, let’s do it. If we don’t act now, it will be too late!”

Looking at the Primordial Heavenly Dragon King’s remains getting smaller and about to be sealed, Elder Cardino could no longer hold back. No matter how intense the fighting outside, the cloud and mist where everyone was hiding remained motionless, concealing the aura and energy fluctuations of many Dragon Clans.

“No, wait a bit longer. How could the Ancestor Dragon King’s remains be sealed so easily!”

Fairy Dragon Dora had a calm face, coldly looking down at the entire battlefield.

Before her voice faded, the remains of the Primordial Heavenly Dragon King, bound by numerous black ropes, suddenly opened its mouth and roared. Its body, which had shrunk ten times, suddenly expanded, growing with the wind, becoming several times larger than before. With a ‘crack’, the ropes on its body instantly snapped. A huge dragon claw instantly appeared before Saintess Flochra. With just one strike, it knocked away the dozen Demon King puppets blocking her.

Puff…

The massive dragon claw viciously slapped Saintess Flochra’s body. In an instant, the latter’s face turned pale, she opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. The Dark Heavenly Book in her hand actually showed countless cracks, almost shattered by the massive force.

The massive Primordial Heavenly Dragon King had already fallen, but a wisp of instinctual will remaining in its body displayed amazing combat power!

“God says, evil souls shall be imprisoned for eternity!”

Just when people thought Saintess Flochra was about to be killed by the terrifying Primordial Heavenly Dragon King, an icy voice rang out in the air again. The massive Primordial Heavenly Dragon King was trapped in a cage engraved with Runes. A boundless Holy Energy came from the Void. Under the oppression of this Holy Energy, the Primordial Heavenly Dragon King’s remains shrank rapidly along with the cage, floating toward the Dark Heavenly Book shrouded in a mass of black gas.

Divine Cage!

As a Saintess, Flochra’s Great Prophecy Technique had been cultivated to the peak, combining light and darkness. Her powerful combat power made Fairy Dragon Dora, lurking in the clouds, feel nervous. Just as she was about to order the Guardian Dragon Clan behind her to attack together, a cold light suddenly appeared in the Void, a sword shattering the powerful Divine Cage. Following that, a biting cold air spread throughout the Dragon’s Grave, and the Primordial Heavenly Dragon King at the forefront was rapidly frozen into an ice sculpture!

A young man wearing a green robe tore through the Void and appeared before everyone.

He had a tiger’s back and a bear’s waist, his tall body straight like a spear. His face was handsome, with an innate nobility and confidence. The sharp sword in his hand emitted waves of biting cold air, forcing people back. Standing there holding the sharp sword, snowflakes like goose feathers drifted down from the sky. The red-hot magma gushing from the depths of the ground instantly cooled and solidified!

“Arthas!”

Looking at the suddenly appearing young man, Saintess Flochra raised her eyebrows, feeling like she was facing a formidable enemy. She summoned all the Demon King puppets to form a tight defensive formation.

“Flochra, we meet again!”

Unlike Saintess Flochra who was facing a formidable enemy, the suddenly appearing Prince Arthas had a calm face, with a smile on his lips. He was confident and powerful, as if everything was under his control. He grabbed at the Void with his right hand, and the remains of the Primordial Heavenly Dragon King frozen into an ice sculpture quickly floated toward him, shrinking smaller and smaller. From a distance, it looked like frozen amber, lifelike.

“Prince Arthas, let me see to what extent your Great Slaughter Art and Great Freeze Technique have been cultivated!”

Saintess Flochra was calm and decisive. Before her voice faded, she suddenly struck. The Demon King puppets clustered around her pounced on Prince Arthas like lightning. The Dark Heavenly Book in her hand suddenly burst with black light, transforming into a sharp black blade, chopping down at Prince Arthas’s head.

In an instant, a fierce wind blew, and a majestic Death Aura filled the sky over the Dragon’s Grave. Many watching Demon Hunters discovered that under the shroud of this black gas, their bodies were rapidly aging. Their bodies grew weak, their whole bodies powerless, and many age spots and wrinkles appeared on their skin, as if they had reached the end of their lives in an instant.

Ragnarok!

After refining the Dark Heavenly Book, Saintess Flochra merged the power of the Dark Heavenly Book and the Great Prophecy Technique into one, displaying the most terrifying move in the Great Aging Art.

It was said that under this move, Ragnarok, let alone an ordinary person, even a true god cultivated to the Divine Domain Realm, their body and Soul would rapidly age, and their lifespan would rapidly decrease. Everyone’s lifespan is limited, even a Demi-god Peak strongman is no exception, only varying in length. When lifespan rapidly decreases and reaches the end of life, naturally there is only a path to death!