Chapter 1118 - A Terrifying Enemy
Chapter 1118 A Terrifying Enemy
The battle was surprisingly savage and exceptionally bloody!
The Great Demon was like a frenzied boar. He ignored the barrage of arcane attacks from the towers entirely and demolished palace after palace amidst the colorful torrent of magic.
The arcane apprentices hiding in these buildings scattered in horror while under the effects of the Halo of Fear. One by one, they were cut down by the Great Demon with his massive executioner’s blade. At the height of his excitement, the Great Demon picked up arcane apprentices and tossed them into his mouth. His sharp teeth snapped together, and the screaming would come to a sudden end, replaced by the crunching of bones and flesh.
The eyes of a Fourth Ring arcanist hiding in an arcane tower turned red when he saw this. He drove his arcane tower down from the sky, charging at the Great Demon while drowning him with ferocious torrents of arcane magic. However, before he could finish his attack and return to the skies, the Great Demon appeared behind the tower with a long bang. He swung his massive sword against the arcane barrier of the tower.
The arcane tower was forcefully struck down from the sky by the immense strength of the demon, trembling as it crashed to the ground.
The arcane tower did not suffer any damage from the fall; it could still attack as ferociously as before. However, it had lost its original mobility and agility. It could only remain rooted to the ground, barely hanging on with its rippling arcane barrier.
It caused Greem to frown as he observed everything from the shadows.
Greem immediately hesitated. Should he stay and watch for any opportunities to intervene, or should he simply leave?
Just then, a sinister and chilling aura of death erupted somewhere in the distance. Mixed within that aura of death were Mangus’ panicked roar and Cherisha’s scream.
Mm? Was the lich fighting against the two-headed adept?
Greem hesitated for a brief moment but chose to make his way to the other battlefield to see what was happening.
The floating city was now a chaotic swamp of endless fighting that engulfed all the invaders and all the arcanists.
The arcanists wanted to rely on their geographical advantage to beat back the enemies. In contrast, the invaders wanted to take advantage of the chaos to obtain as much loot as possible.
Any small battle on the floating city could potentially catch the attention of even more predators, causing the fighting to grow in intensity and scale. Like a snowball rolling down a hill, things were slowly scaling out of control.
Mangus and Cherisha were undoubtedly the weakest among all these bloodthirsty predators. It made them most likely to become prey for all the others.
As such, the lich had launched a ferocious attack at the siblings upon sensing their aura. There was no hesitation at all.
Liches were terrifying magical creatures!
They were not products of nature. Rather, they were once powerful spellcasters that had turned themselves into liches using special rituals in an attempt to continue living despite their lifespan coming to an end.
At their core, liches were undead creatures. They had near undying bodies and immortal souls.
However, this was only a rumor spread by mortals with no actual knowledge of the occult!
Liches could not achieve true immortality. Even as undead, there was a limit to their lifespans. However, ordinary liches could still live for thousands of years, while demi-god liches (Fifth Grade) could easily live up to tens of thousands of years. Such an incredible lifespan could indeed be considered immortality to mortals, who barely had a hundred years to live.
However, compared to other supernatural creatures, liches only had slightly longer lifespans. At the end of their lives, their souls would slowly rot with the passage of time until they turned into dust.
It was precisely because the liches were an unusual existence between life and death that most of their attacks were death magic.
Finger of Death!
Proclamation of Death!
Heartstopper!
Array of Death!
Power Word: Death!
Dust to Dust!
Disintegrate!
Soulbind!
Horrid Wilting!
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It was the overwhelming options of death magic that reduced most lifeforms to shivering rabbits in front of the liches. There was no fighting against a lich without a sufficiently powerful soul or equipment that defended against death magic.
The two-headed adept was in a terrible condition!
Mangus and Cherisha naturally had no thoughts of holding back against a powerful lich. They had transformed into their strongest state almost immediately. Mangus’ elementium magic and Cherisha’s mental powers amplified each other’s abilities, while also allowing them to cast multiple spells at the same time. As such, an ordinary Fourth Grade adept might just be beaten back while they were in this peak condition.
Unfortunately, they were fighting against an incredibly powerful veteran lich.
All the spells they fired were ignored or resisted by the lich when they crashed against his jade-white skeleton. Meanwhile, the lich’s storm of death magic had them coughing up blood as their life force quickly drained away.
If it weren’t for their magic resistance increasing significantly after their souls had merged, the lich would have destroyed their souls with the first round of attacks!