Chapter 793 - Fatal Blow (1/2)

Lei Su died on impact with the lava. Nevertheless, he managed to block Drakuru’s attack and had bought Black Hell a precious few extra seconds.

Drakuru wanted to charge toward Black Hell. But after taking two steps, he was pulled back by the chains.

Drakuru let out a roar before firing out a pillar of fire from his mouth.

Paladin Lafus quickly raised his sword and chanted an incantation, erecting a large screen of light in front of Black Hell.

BOOOM! The attack collided into the light screen before dissipating.

Drakuru then tried to silence Black Hell. However, Dark Requiem had put a protective barrier around Black Hell that shielded him from all negative status effects.

Black Hell finished chanting after five sets of syllables. Generally, single target Forbidden Magic took much less time to cast compared to their AoE counterparts.

Radiance Edge!

An enormous blade of holy light materialized out of thin air. BOOOOOM! It cleaved into Drakuru, shaving away close to 5% of his health. Though this attack paled in comparison with Seraphim’s Reckoning, it still dealt over 14,000,000 damage.

Drakuru only had a tiny sliver of health left. It wouldn’t be long before he was dead!

“He only has 500,000 health left! We’re almost there! Kill him!” Nie Yan shouted.

The casters let loose with a dense shower of spells. If they all struck him, he would be dead for sure!

They felt the tension in their bodies alleviate somewhat. Victory was within their grasp! But at this moment, Drakuru protected himself with a shield. BANG! BANG! BANG! The spells only dealt at average 2,000 damage.

“Don’t relax yet. It’s still not over. Keep attacking!”

These words shook the casters awake. They hurriedly got back to going all out, when suddenly Drakuru let out a deafening roar as he underwent an intense transformation. His skin turned black, and two fleshy wings erupted from his back.

Nie Yan rushed up in an attempt to finish Drakuru off, only to find his feet glued to the ground. He glanced back to see Tang Yao, Xie Yao, and the others also frozen like statues, unable to cast magic or do anything else but watch.

“Boss, I’m stuck!”

“Me too! I can’t move!”

“What do we do!?”

Are we really going to fail here…? No, I won’t accept this! Nie Yan gnashed his teeth.

A pair of sharp horns sprouted from Drakuru’s forehead. He now had all the key features of a genuine devil.

“That bastard is about to completely transform into a demon!”

Ominous red clouds coalesced in the air, as everyone felt a stifling pressure. Suddenly, flaming meteors started raining down on the entire chamber. This spell was as powerful as Forbidden Magic!

Wave after wave of meteors crashed into the lava river, sending lava splashing everywhere. Eventually, a meteor fell toward the team members on the bridge. BOOOOM! They immediately transformed into five rays of light.

Young Sparrow Hawk has died.

Yao Yao has died.

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Notifications popped up one after another. Nie Yan’s team members were dropping like flies. Paladin Lafus was struck head-on by a meteor and instantly killed.

Were they going to wipe?

Nie Yan struggled to raise his head and saw a giant meteor crashing towards him. The scorching heat assailed his face, threatening to roast him alive.

In the face of death, Nie Yan activated Frozen Fortress from Paternoster’s Warhammer. The temperature around him plummeted. Frost energy gathered around him, instantly transforming into an enormous block of ice which sealed him within.

BANG! The meteor collided into the block of ice and split into fragments which scattered all over the bridge.

Meteors continued raining down mercilessly, with lava raining upwards. It was like a scene taken straight out of hell.

Like a frozen statue, Nie Yan gazed blankly at the destruction around him. Nothing escaped his eyes. Not his teammates dying horrifying deaths, nor Drakuru gaining in power with every second that passed. Yet he could do nothing but watch, completely aware of everything transpiring outside his casing of ice.

Drakuru roared and thrashed about violently within the flames. KLANK! He broke one of the chains binding his arm. He let out a crazed laughter. “HAHAHAHA! MORPHEST, YOU CAN NO LONGER BIND ME! YOU’RE DEAD! BUT I WILL LIVE FOREVER!”

KLANG! This time Drakuru broke the chain binding his leg.

Drakuru’s health was slowly starting to recover. It had already reached back to 1,000,000.

If Drakuru were to completely break free of the chains, Nie Yan could only imagine what the consequences would be.

If Nie Yan were to dispel the Frozen Fortress at this very moment, he would die without a doubt. If Drakuru didn’t kill him, the falling meteors would.

Nie Yan glanced at his skill window. He was at the end of the road. There was only one possibility, one opportunity left, and that was to go all out!