chsdbacks Chapter 143 Divinity and Demonic Nature, Switching Between Two Forms
Chapter 143 Divinity and Demonic Nature, Switching Between Two Forms
The blood storm created by Lin Chuxue had just subsided when pieces of flesh were scattered all over the ground.
But in the pile of minced meat on the ground, the rotten flesh that hadn't cooled down started to move on its own. Black granulation tissue closed from the cut, stitching the separated tissue back together.
In less than three or four seconds, the ghost general, who had been blasted to pieces, stood up again, completely unharmed.
"Holy crap, he can actually be resurrected this time?" Zhao Lei spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, crossed his Earth Pulse Shields in front of him, and the runes on the shields lit up, withstanding the Ghost General's follow-up slash.
The sound of metal rubbing together was so sharp it could pierce the eardrum.
The bluestone slab beneath Zhao Leiguang's feet was completely reduced to dust. He was forced backward several meters by the immense force, carving two deep furrows in the ground.
"Useless!" Xiao Qianyu's voice rang out in the team channel, signaling everyone to observe the changes in his health. "His recovery speed is on par with our damage output."
Before she finished speaking, her figure had already disappeared from the ghost general's left side, and the next moment she appeared on the back of the ghost general's neck.
The tip of the Dragon King's Halberd was aimed at the same piece of armor and thrust down again.
Sparks flew everywhere.
This time, the ghost general didn't even turn around. He swung his elbow back and smashed it into the void, hitting Xiao Qianyu's landing spot with incredible precision.
Xiao Qianyu forcibly twisted her body in mid-air, touched the Ghost General's armor with her toes, and used the force to flip and fly away, creating distance between them.
"Phew, almost! He became agile!"
On the other side, Lin Chuxue had already given up on large-scale spells that required chanting. She planted her staff in the ground, held her hands out straight, palms facing the ghost general.
Countless blood-red spikes, each only the size of a fist, materialized out of thin air and rained down like a storm.
Each spike precisely struck the armor plate that Xiao Qianyu had attacked.
The sounds of clanging and banging echoed incessantly.
The ghost general stood still, letting the crimson spikes explode into clouds of blood mist on its body, too lazy to even make a defensive move.
The wounds that had been blown open were visibly wriggling and healing amidst the swirling black mist.
It doesn't care at all.
"It recovers fastest when it stays still."
Lu Yan's voice broke in.
He didn't participate in the main attack; he just stood next to Su Yunqing and casually dealt damage. It was too difficult to concentrate on attacking when he was focused on it.
After enduring this round of saturation attacks, the Ghost General's health symbolically dropped by less than 20%.
It was full in the blink of an eye.
The entire process takes no more than five seconds.
Lu Yan discovered a buff counter on the ghost general's body—one line marked "Divinity" and the other marked "Ghostliness".
The two counters waxed and waned, and the divinity bar was now nearly full.
He understood.
When this thing stands still, its divinity continues to accumulate. Once it reaches its limit, its recovery speed increases several times over. But if you make it move, what accumulates becomes another bar—ghostly nature. The higher the ghostly nature, the faster and more ferocious it becomes, but its recovery will be interrupted.
A deadly seesaw mechanism.
"Old Zhao!" Lu Yan called out.
"What are you doing!" Zhao Leiguang had just used his shield to deflect a sweeping blow from the ghost general, the shock making his arms numb and his throat feel like it was filled with the taste of blood.
"Don't let it stand still."
"What do you mean?"
"It regenerates health when it's standing, but loses health when it runs. You and Xinglin need to keep it running all over the place, and don't let it stay in the same spot for more than three seconds."
"I..." Zhao Leiguang hadn't finished cursing when the ghost general swung his blade down again. He dodged to the side, the blade grazing his shoulder armor and slicing off a layer of outer armor.
"Alright, stop dawdling!" Xiao Qianyu's voice came down.
Zhao Lei made up his mind.
With the two shields overlapping, the pulse core fully activated, and the movement speed bonus from the Earth Pulse set maximized, the movement speed bonus is maximized.
Instead of retreating, he advanced, charging directly at the ghost general's knee—a savage charge.
"Aww!"
The two shields pressed firmly against the ghost general's knees, and the immense force made the three-meter-tall iron lump stagger back two steps.
On the other side, Shen Xinglin silently cut in.
The ever-changing lance in his hands lengthened and thinned, its end unfolding into three barbs that precisely wrapped around the ghost general's ankle.
His arms bulged with veins, and he twisted his waist violently.
The ghost lost its balance and fell to the side. Its more than three-meter-tall body crashed to the ground, sending rubble flying half a meter into the air.
"Don't slow down the first snow!" Lu Yan shouted.
Lin Chuxue stopped halfway up her staff: "Why? While it's falling..."
"It has to run."
Lin Chuxue pursed her lips and forcefully withdrew the crimson energy that had condensed at her fingertips.
The ghost general scrambled to his feet, his movements radiating rage. He abandoned his attempt to heal by standing still and grabbed his broadsword, charging straight at Zhao Leiguang.
It moved.
The divine attribute bar began to decrease, while the demonic attribute bar rapidly increased.
At the same time, the Ghost General's speed increased significantly.
The saber, whistling sharply, chased after Zhao Leiguang, aiming for the back of his head. Zhao Leiguang scrambled forward, his military boots crushing all the relatively intact stone slabs along the way.
"Damn you, Lu Yan—" he cursed as he ran, "I can't outrun him!"
Shen Xinglin, who was standing nearby, rode his horse past Zhao Leiguang.
"He has a horse!!"
Shen Xinglin silently harassed from the flanks, poking once with his lance and then running away, not lingering in battle or engaging in direct combat. He specifically targeted the moment when the ghost general slowed down, pulling the aggro back and forth between the two.
He didn't speak, but every time Zhao Lei was about to be caught up, a spear would appear precisely at the back of the ghost general's knee, causing the horse-slaying sword to deflect by half an inch.
"The health bar is dropping!" Su Yunqing stared at the monster data that was being synchronized in real time on the healing panel.
60%. 50%. 40%.
"Almost there!" Zhao Lei shouted until his voice was hoarse. "Give it to me again—"
%.
The ghost general stopped.
It tilted its head back and made a sound that shouldn't have come from a humanoid creature's throat. The sound was sharp and piercing, like scraping glass with a piece of cast iron.
His entire suit of armor shattered.
Lu Yan glanced at the data—the Ghostly Attribute counter was completely full, and the overflowing part poured into the speed and attack panels.
"Scatter! It's gone berserk!"
The moment the words left his mouth, the ghost vanished.
It wasn't that it was too fast to see. It completely disappeared from Zhao Leiguang's sight.
In the next scene, it is already standing in front of Zhao Leiguang, its sword raised high above its head.
Zhao Leiguang's reaction was instinctive—he raised both shields above his head.
The knife fell.
The Earth Pulse Double Shields—two S-grade shields that Zhao Leiguang cherished as his lifeblood—almost split in two. If it weren't for the S-grade crafted equipment, he would be dead in two by now.
He slammed his knees into the ground, his kneecaps shattering the bluestone slab, and blood spurted from his mouth, splattering across the ground.
Her health was almost depleted, with only Su Yunqing's shield, which hadn't yet shattered, keeping her alive for the last bit.
The ghost general didn't stop.
He swung the broadsword backhand and slashed horizontally toward Zhao Leiguang's neck.
A simple, direct, and fatal strike.
Su Yunqing's healing spell came through, but the shield could only prolong life and couldn't stop physical attacks. Wen Yue's grenade also arrived, hitting the ghost general's shoulder and exploding in a burst of fire—it didn't even flinch.
Zhao Leiguang knelt on the ground, watching the enlarged arc cut towards him.
He didn't even have the strength to hide anymore.
When the blade was only a centimeter away from his Adam's apple, a spear tip pierced through the back of the ghost general's head.
It comes out from between the eyebrows.
The Dragon King's Halberd was crackling with dragon-shaped lightning, which pierced through the Ghost General's skull from the back of his head and emerged straight out between his eyes.
Xiao Qianyu stood behind the ghost general, her hands gripping the halberd, frozen in a forward thrusting stance.
The demon general held his horse-slaying saber in mid-air, so close to Zhao Leiguang's neck that he could feel the lingering chill on the blade.
The red light in its eye sockets flickered on and off, like a light bulb with a faulty connection, and finally went out completely.
His entire body fell forward.
The three-meter-tall iron lump crashed face down onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust, and then lay still.
The battlefield fell silent.
Zhao Leiguang remained kneeling, stunned for several seconds. He reached up and touched his neck. His skin was intact, not a single hair was missing.
"..."
He slumped from a kneeling position to a slumped sitting position, his back resting against the corpse of the ghost general, and looked up at the blood-red sky of Fengdu.