Chapter 194: The True Form of the Death God

With a loud, grating “clang,” the Dragon Rhino Sword struck the scythe, erupting with blinding sparks in the gloom. Su Li felt his right arm vibrate violently, going numb. The Dragon Rhino Sword was repelled. The power of the black figure was truly monstrous.

However, the black figure gained no advantage either. The force sent it staggering backward a step.

At the same moment, Su Li activated the “Peering Rune,” capturing the data of the black figure.

“Name: Death God (Si Shen). Level: 9. Species: Undead Race. A Rare-class High-Level Undead evolved from a Common Undead, possessing speed and strength far exceeding its peers. The black tentacles on its body can be lashed out like whips, possessing immense destructive power. It is an extremely rare species among the High-Level Undead.”

Processing the data, Su Li took a deep breath. The figure carried a scythe, looking like the legendary Grim Reaper from afar, and its actual name was the Death God of the Undead Race.

It was a Rare species among the High-Level Undead.

The Death God staggered back one step. Su Li extended his left hand and drew the Ice Python Sword from his chest. He pushed off with his feet and charged again.

He had no intention of engaging the Death God in a drawn-out fight. He aimed to seize the opportunity and unleash a powerful sword technique, ending the fight with “Ice Python Tyrant’s Devour.”

He had already deduced that this Death God must be the leader of the current Undead Race assault, and its power surpassed even the Level 9 Assassin.

“Demon Muscles” Second Form combined with “Spider Walk.” Su Li’s current speed was beyond description. With the Dragon Rhino Sword in his right hand and the Ice Python Sword in his left, the two swords swept out in a crossing pattern.

The retreating Death God stabilized its footing, gripping the scythe with both hands. It tried to swing the scythe, but the weapon was too long to be used fully in the narrow hallway. It could only thrust the scythe forward. The black tentacles on its body violently lashed out like black spears.

With a “clang,” Su Li pressed the Dragon Rhino Sword down, blocking the thrusting scythe. The clash of metal erupted with sparks in the darkness. The Ice Python Sword in his left hand swept out. With several “hisses,” it instantly severed three of the black tentacles, sending them flying.

Su Li immediately surged forward. He extended the Ice Python Sword and activated “Ice Python Tyrant’s Devour.”

In the confined corridor, having just severed three of its tentacles, the Death God had no room to dodge or maneuver. It had to take the full force of the attack.

The translucent Ice Python Sword sprang to life. The serpent scales on the blade surfaced. A gigantic ice python phantom emerged, spewing icy mist. A faint shriek echoed. The terrifying icy mist shot out.

The Death God sensed the terror of the attack, but it was too late to dodge.

It quickly retracted the scythe in its right hand. All the black tentacles on its body flared up, lashing out like whips.

Just as the data indicated, the black tentacles were immensely powerful. Striking the concrete wall, they left deep fissures. But even the powerful black tentacles could not withstand the “Ice Python Tyrant’s Devour.” They instantly froze and shattered into blocks of ice.

The “Ice Python Tyrant’s Devour” completely engulfed the Death God. Except for the bone scythe it had retracted, the black tentacles and its body were frozen into a statue.

With a cracking sound, the ice statue shattered from within. The ice completely dissolved, leaving only the bone scythe, intact, falling to the floor.

Su Li quietly breathed a sigh of relief. If he hadn’t had the sword technique, killing this rare Death God would have been extremely difficult.

Su Li walked forward, looking at the scythe on the floor. The Death God’s body had been pulverized into ice, but the scythe was completely unharmed. Clearly, the scythe was a treasure.

“Rongrong—” Just then, Ding Longyun’s voice echoed from above. He charged up the stairs, his face anxious.

He was heading straight for the 44th floor but saw Su Li and rushed toward him.

Su Li turned to look at the charging Ding Longyun. He was about to speak when he suddenly realized something was wrong.

The Death God had been killed, and its body was shattered. Why was there no Spiritual Source?

There were only two possibilities: one, the Death God was unique and didn’t yield a Spiritual Source upon death, or two… it was not dead.

The second thought flashed through his mind like lightning. Su Li immediately activated “Spider Walk,” not even turning around to check. He retreated rapidly toward Ding Longyun, putting distance between himself and the scythe on the floor. He simultaneously raised the Dragon Rhino Sword and Ice Python Sword in defense.

Almost instantly, the scythe on the floor leaped into the air and shot toward him with terrifying speed.

Su Li’s reaction was swift. He sensed the danger in a split second and activated “Spider Walk” to evade. But the scythe’s speed was faster. It blurred through the air, exceeding Su Li’s speed even in the “Spider Walk” state. It instantly caught up to the rapidly retreating Su Li and cleaved down toward his head.

With a fierce shriek, Su Li’s eyes contracted. He brought the Dragon Rhino Sword and Ice Python Sword up, crossing them to block the scythe.

With a “clang,” the two swords blocked the descending scythe. Su Li felt his arms go numb. The power contained in the scythe was terrifying. Even with his current strength, he was barely holding his own.

Just as he blocked the scythe, a horrifying thing happened: the scythe bent like a snake. The tail of the scythe, which was spear-like, lashed out.

With a “hiss,” Su Li groaned. The scythe’s tail pierced his chest, drawing blood, and the sharp tip emerged from his back.

Su Li’s eyes widened in disbelief. This was no scythe; it was a living monster.

He suddenly realized that the Death God’s body was not its true self. The scythe was the true form.

The scythe was the Death God.

It all happened in an instant. Ding Longyun, charging forward, saw Su Li suddenly impaled. His eyes widened in horror. His first instinct was to rush to help Su Li.

Su Li knew the scythe would rip his body apart in a second. His survival depended entirely on this single second.

“Demon Muscles” Second Form was pushed to its absolute peak. The demonic face on his chest and back materialized. His muscles swelled and contracted, squeezing the scythe embedded in his chest and back. He clamped the scythe with his living muscles. He extended his left thumb, activating the Blood Crystal’s stored energy.

The blood-red light in the Blood Ring erupted, transforming into a streak of prismatic light that shot forward, controlled by his left thumb, striking the scythe.

“Blood Crystal Cannon” activated.

With a loud “whoosh,” the blood-red light shot out like a colossal rainbow. It crossed the corridor and blasted the wall at the end.

The attack was silent. The wall instantly exploded, leaving a large, scorched circular hole.

The bending scythe was enveloped in the blood-colored light. Most of the weapon instantly shattered and vanished. Only the small segment embedded in Su Li’s body remained.

Su Li sucked in a breath of pain. He immediately switched the Ice Python Sword to his right hand. He was about to pull the remaining half-meter segment of the scythe from his body when it violently twisted and shot out through his back.

Su Li cried out in pain.

“This thing is still alive?” Su Li’s eyes were wide with shock. He forced himself to turn his head and saw the small segment of the scythe turning in the air, shooting toward the corridor window.

He realized the Death God’s vitality was terrifying. Even with only a small segment of the scythe remaining, it was still alive. It was severely wounded and was trying to escape through the window.

This monster was too terrifying. He couldn’t let it escape.

Su Li let out a wild roar, ignoring his severe wounds. He launched the most powerful “High-Voltage Electrocution” he could muster. Blue-white lightning ripped through the dark corridor, striking the small segment of the scythe as it shot toward the window.

The sound of “crackling” electricity rang out. A faint, miserable shriek emanated from the scythe. Smoke rose from its surface. It twisted and shook violently, like a living creature.

Su Li gritted his teeth. He took a step forward and grabbed the small segment of the scythe. The air between his hands exploded with blue-white lightning. He pushed all the remaining electrical energy stored in his body into the small segment of the scythe.

Su Li watched the scythe segment engulfed in the blue-white electric light. The miserable screams inside grew weaker. An acrid smell of burning filled the air. Countless spiderweb cracks appeared on the scythe’s surface. Finally, the remaining piece of the scythe shattered.

Su Li let out a long breath the moment a Spiritual Source emerged from the broken piece. He instantly collapsed backward, falling to the floor.

Only now did he feel the burning pain from the wounds on his chest and back. His body was utterly exhausted.

Fighting the Death God, he had used “Ice Python Tyrant’s Devour,” “Blood Crystal Cannon,” and “High-Voltage Electrocution.” It was the most brutal fight he had ever encountered.

The Spiritual Source merged into his forehead. A message appeared in his mind.

(End of Chapter)

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