From the Abyss Invasion to the Blasting Star.

Chapter 409 Teacher-Student Showdown
Dark Star was thrown out of the seal and died when it hit the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful pressure surged out from under the seal, the earth trembled, and a powerful being slowly rose from the ground. Even the surging black matter around them seemed to boil, as if trying to avoid the sharp edge of this powerful being.

Everyone present felt the powerful pressure and turned to look in the direction of the seal.

A skeleton clad in armor slowly rose from the seal and floated in mid-air, holding the legendary sword, Dragon Fang, in its hand.

Even after being buried in a seal for three hundred years, this sword remains incomparably sharp.

Upon seeing the elven skeleton, all the elves present were shocked. Some of the elven elders who had experienced the events of that year recognized the skeleton.

“Lord Santos!” an older arcanist called out the name that was rarely mentioned anymore.

Of all the elves present, Tyrese was the most emotional.

His gaze was fixed on the skeleton, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

"teacher……"

His voice trembled slightly, as if he was suppressing his inner grief.

He knew the person in front of him too well; he could recognize him at a glance, even though he was already dead.

So much time has passed, and he has gradually become the new generation of sword saint of the elves, and has accepted the passing of his teacher.

However, seeing his teacher's recovery now has awakened memories of his childhood.

His emotions were indescribably complex, a mixture of grief and a hint of relief, yet also anger.

Tragically, he has passed away and is now separated from his teacher forever.

It's comforting to see my teacher again after so long, even though everything has changed.

Upon hearing the word "teacher," Santos's skeleton slowly turned its head, its empty eye sockets flickering with eerie blue flames, radiating a chilling pressure.

“Tyrese…”

Santos uttered a low, hoarse voice: "You... have grown up."

Upon hearing this, Tyrese's body trembled violently, and his face seemed to be churning with turbulent waves.

Three hundred years later, he heard his teacher's voice again. Although the words seemed to come from hell, he knew it was his teacher speaking.

At that moment, memories of his youth involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

At that time, he was a young elven swordsman with neither outstanding talent nor combat skills, but he was fortunate enough to meet Santos and learn swordsmanship from him from then on.

Although a long time has passed, he still remembers those years when he was learning his craft.

He would get beaten when he didn't perform well, but even so, that period was still the time he missed the most.

Santos was his guide on his spiritual path and the person he respected most in his life.

……

Santos raised the dragon's fang in his hand and pointed it at Tyrese, the rusted armor making a teeth-grinding scraping sound.

The dragon's fang in his hand suddenly erupted with a bluish-purple flame, and the trajectory of the sword's edge left a lightning-like mark in the air. It was the sharpness that had terrified the demons of the abyss three hundred years ago, but now it was pointed at his student.

Tyrese's pupils trembled as he watched Santos raise his sword, and memories of his teacher imparting sword skills to him surfaced in his mind.

In the morning mist of the Emerald Forest, the teacher tapped his numb wrist with his wooden sword, lecturing him sternly: "Hold the sword as if you were grasping the heart of the wind; this is the essence of the Wind Dragon's Breath Slash..."

Each word of instruction traveled through three hundred years and entered his mind.

Hesitation will cost you your life!

"When you grasp the hilt of the sword, you take on the responsibility of saving Quel'dorei."

……

After a long separation, they meet again, only to draw their swords against each other.

Suppressing the turmoil in his heart, Teresa asked, "Teacher, are you going to draw your sword against me?"

Santos saw the insignia on the student's armor, an insignia that only elven sword saints could wear.

He already understood that the student before him had grown into the new Sword Saint of Quel'dorei.

His fleshless face seemed to show a relieved smile as he spoke in a low, hoarse voice: "Tyrese, draw your sword. Only by defeating me can you become a true sword saint."

Tyrese gripped the hilt of his sword with his right hand, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull it out: "I...can't..."

Santos rebuked sternly, "You must do it, or I will slaughter your entire tribe."

Upon hearing this, Teresa's expression hardened, and she suddenly realized what he meant, but she still couldn't believe it: "No, teacher, you can't do that."

Santos said with certainty, "I will, because I can no longer act according to my own will."

After saying this, he let out a deep shout, and the dragon's fang whipped up a hurricane carrying ice shards, slashing towards Tyrese. It was none other than the Wind Dragon's Breath Slash.

Roar!
A wind dragon took shape, sweeping across the surrounding space and hurtling towards Tyrese and the elven forces behind him responsible for preventing the spread of the abyssal pollution.

Tyrese's expression hardened, and he leaped forward to block the wind dragon. His sword drew a spiral trajectory around him as he unleashed the same Wind Dragon Slash with all his might.

Roar!
The second wind dragon took shape and burst forth.

The two wind dragons collided and tore at each other in the air, creating violent shockwaves that lifted boulders and soil from the ground into the sky.

Dust and boulders flew everywhere, making it seem as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had split open.

Santos cleaved through the wind pressure with his sword, rushed in front of Tyrese, and swung his sword to strike.

Tyrese instinctively raised his sword to parry, but was forced to retreat steadily.

"Teacher, we are cleaning up the pollution, you can't!" he shouted at the top of his lungs, hoping his teacher would stop.

Santos said coldly, "You can only stop me by defeating me."

Although Tyrese was unwilling to believe it, he knew that his teacher had been controlled by the evil demigod hiding behind the scenes.

He gritted his teeth and fought back with all his might, but in front of his former teacher, every sword move he made was seen through.

No matter how hard he tried, whether it was Wind Dragon's Breath Slash or Soaring Dragon's Sky Hunt, he couldn't break through Santos's sword.

"I taught you all these sword techniques. So much time has passed, haven't you learned anything new?" Santos's Dragon Fangs were being used faster and faster, making Tyrese almost breathless.

When Santos unleashed the Dragon Slayer Sword Technique, Tyrese managed to twist and dodge, but failed to completely avoid it. With a "crack," his left shoulder armor shattered.

The blade of the dragon's fang pierced his shoulder along the shoulder armor, blooming into a flower of blood.

The pain spread from his shoulder, and Teresa recalled the countless nights he had dreamt of his teacher fighting a bloody battle, which had been the driving force that inspired him to persevere in his training.

The sword pierced his shoulder, and the pain helped him regain his composure.

He leaped back, gripped his sword tightly, and slowly said, "Teacher, my swordsmanship wasn't entirely taught by you."

After saying this, he charged at Santos and clashed with him again. After the two swords clashed several times, he seized an opportunity and unleashed his third sword technique, "Spatial Combo Slash".

The sword's edge cleaved through space, and Tyrese darted through the surrounding space, seemingly transforming into a dozen sword shadows, slashing at Santos from all directions.

Upon seeing this sword move, Santos stopped in his tracks.

Clang!
The sword flashed, piercing his chest, shattering his bones into countless fragments that flew in all directions. From the broken bones emerged the phantom of an elf, the very image of Santos in life.

He smiled kindly and said, "Tyreth, is this the swordsmanship that made you the Sword Saint of my race? You have surpassed me. The mission I failed to complete is now entrusted to you. Go, take the Dragon Fang, and save Quel'dorei."

“Teacher…” Tyrese’s emotions surged again.

He could tell that his teacher did not put up any resistance after seeing the spatial combo.

At that moment, he understood that although his teacher was controlled by the evil god, he would still not draw his sword against his own kind. He had awakened only to see his student's growth.

After witnessing the spatial combo, the teacher's wish was fulfilled, and he could finally leave in peace.

Tyrese bent down and picked up the dragon's tooth, holding the sword in both hands, his palms trembling slightly.

A tear welled up in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it. He knew that his teacher's soul had found peace, but his mission was not yet over.

……

Meanwhile, Elder Serene of the Forest, leading the Elven Druids and Arcane Legion, was engaged in a fierce battle against the source of the Abyss's corruption on the other side of the Moonwell.

The golden seeds that Serene had sown have begun to sprout and grow into a ring-shaped forest.

The forest began to absorb the pollution, but the pollution was too powerful. The tree trunks began to turn black after absorbing the pollution sources and gradually decayed.

“We must speed things up!” Serion’s voice was tinged with anxiety as he gripped an ancient wooden staff, the tip of which gleamed with a green light.

The druids surrounded him, constantly releasing the power of nature in an attempt to help the golden tree purify the pollution and save the life of the golden tree species.

"Elder, the power of the pollution source is too strong, we can't hold out for long!" a druid said anxiously.

Serian frowned. He knew that if the source of pollution could not be purified as soon as possible, the entire Elven race would face annihilation.

Just then, Su Muyu appeared beside him and said, "I'll help."

Su Muyu's voice was firm as she released the Life Tree Vines, which coiled around the golden forest, helping the trees purify the pollution and restore their vitality.

Emerald green life radiance rose in the forest, and the decline of the golden tree gradually ceased.

"We've finally succeeded!" Serion's voice was filled with joy, seeing hope in the fight against the corruption of the abyss.

……

The battle continued even as the elves purified the source of the abyss's pollution.

After the Pharaoh's death in battle, the raiding party organized by the Creator immediately fell apart.

Dark Star was killed inside the seal, Ke Yiming has escaped, and only the powerful warrior Redbeard and the perceiver Blueblood remain.

Although the Pharaoh is dead, the portal he opened still exists.

Redbeard swung his battle axe, cutting a path through the elven guards as he charged toward the portal, attempting to escape the battlefield.

Lu Heng blocked his way with his sword, unleashing a combo of Wind Dragon's Breath Slash and Soaring Dragon's Sky Hunt, severing his head with a single strike.

the other side.

The blue-blooded man used his Shadow Cloak ability to try and drag the other person away.

However, Lin Zeyu had already marked him with the Demon Hunter's Mark. After he used Shadow Cloak, Lin Zeyu said, "You have the Demon Hunter's Mark on you. Take one more step and I'll shoot."

The blue-blooded people naturally knew what the Witcher's Mark was; it was a mark that could not be escaped, whether in heaven or on earth.

Moreover, the Creator Organization has information on every member of Lu Heng's team, so he knows very well that if Lin Zeyu fires a shot, he will surely die.

So, he finally emerged from his Shadow Cloak state, raised his hands, and said, "I surrender. Let's talk about terms."

Lu Heng landed in front of him and said in a deep voice, "Take off your mask."

The blue-blooded man slowly raised his hand, removed the mask from his face, revealing his true appearance, and said, "I am a senior member of the Agent Mercenary Group. Let me go, and I can work for you."

Lu Heng waved his hand, signaling Xie Shi'en to restrain him, and said, "Make him reveal information about the Creator Organization, and then we'll decide how to deal with him."

After making the arrangements, Lu Heng grabbed his arm and pressed him to the ground, saying, "Whether I kill you or not depends on whether the information you divulge about the Creator Organization satisfies me."

The Creator's organization will not tolerate defectors.

After Xie Shi'en defected as a member of 027, he was hunted down multiple times.

Therefore, if this blue-blooded man really reveals important information about the Creator Organization, he will also be regarded as a defector.

……

The battle ended with the collapse of the raiding party organized by the Creator.

Serene and Su Muyu successfully activated the Golden Tree to purify the pollution sources in the abyss.

The black, viscous liquid that gushed from the seal was completely absorbed by the golden forest.

Although the golden tree showed signs of decline due to pollution, at least the source of the pollution was removed.

After the black, viscous liquid was completely absorbed, Lu Heng's team of four saw changes on the mission panel.

The second challenge, "[2. Locate the source of the abyss pollution and remove it.]", has been completed.

The mission completion status also shows that the source of abyssal pollution here has indeed been completely eliminated.

The elves were overjoyed upon hearing the news.

Fiona couldn't wait to send the news back to the city of Kolos and inform Queen Oriana.

Queen Aureanna did not participate in this operation.

Because the city of Kolos needs to be guarded, the elves cannot send out their entire force just for this operation.

If they were to send out their entire forces, and if the Skeleton Lord were to descend upon Kolos City at that moment, the undefended city would fall instantly.

……

The battle is over, and the source of the abyss pollution has been cleaned up.

The operation was indeed very successful; the only imperfection was that Ke Yiming escaped.

Although Ke Yiming escaped, the Death Agent's scythe is in Lu Heng's hands.

When Ke Yiming was imprisoned, Lu Heng had already taken the sickle from his hand.

However, Lu Heng did not rashly sacrifice his blood to obtain the fourth job advancement, [Death Agent].

Because Lu Heng discovered that Ke Yiming had a secret.

For example, he knew that the previous generation of elven swordsman Santos, who had been sealed away, had been revived.

Clearly, it was the Skeleton Lord who awakened Santos's skeleton.

So how did Ke Yiming find out?
There is only one possibility: Ke Yiming and the Skeleton Monarch have always been in contact.

Even the Death Agent's scythe may well have been a tool used by the Skeleton Lord to control his servants.

(End of this chapter)