Versatile Mage: Lord of Space

Twenty-seven lightning halberds, radiating a terrifying light, were like halberds of judgment from the heavens, instantly plunging fiercely into the area surrounding the mountain corpse.

The halberd was crackling with raging lightning power, which arranged itself in a mysterious pattern, forming in the blink of an eye a terrifying land of lightning punishment.

Originally, the nine lightning halberds would have been enough to firmly restrict the movements of the mountain corpse.

At this moment, the terrifying power released by the twenty-seven lightning halberds was like a divine punishment descending. The thick bolts of lightning enveloped the entire body of the mountain corpse, instantly turning it into a stiff corpse.

Moreover, the power of lightning was constantly eroding its skeleton. With each strike of lightning, there was a sound of bones breaking, and its body had to endure the excruciating pain of being struck by lightning countless times.

At the same time, the immense pressure from the Sky Monument, like a mountain, pressed down firmly on the corpse of the mountain peak.

"BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!"

With a series of deafening roars, the corpse of the mountain collapsed rapidly before everyone's eyes.

Blood gushed from its wounds like a burst dam.

The mountain corpse tried to roar, but before it could utter a sound, even more terrifying super-level magic bombarded its body...

The demon-slaying sword, radiating the light of judgment, was pointed directly at its throat, as if it would sever its head at any moment.

The cataclysmic tsunami, however, brought with it towering, overwhelming waves that seemed poised to devour everything.

At this critical moment, something strange happened. Without warning, thick layers of black mist appeared around the corpse of the mountain peak. The black mist spread rapidly, as if it were alive, and tightly enveloped the entire body of the corpse of the mountain peak.

Moreover, the black mist was expanding at an extremely rapid pace, and in the blink of an eye, it enveloped half of the city...

"Damn it, something else is here!" Yaoting couldn't help but curse.

The high-level mages possessed extremely keen senses, and they clearly perceived that within the thick fog, indistinct ghostly figures were beginning to appear. These figures were elusive and difficult to discern, making their movements impossible to predict. One particular ghostly figure, in particular, exuded a powerful and chilling aura, inspiring fear in all who beheld it.

Clearly, these ghostly figures are helping the mountain corpse break free from the lightning halberd's restraints.

The light-elemental mages unleashed their spells, their light beams shooting like golden rays into the mist.

And deep within the mist, the largest and most eerie figure was no longer hidden; a gigantic shadow slowly emerged.

The ghostly figure was ethereal, as if it could vanish into thin air at any moment. The fierce attacks of the Demon-Slaying Sword and the surging waves of the Cataclysmic Tsunami, upon falling into the mist shrouding it and its people, disappeared without a trace, like a mud ox sinking into the sea. Only golden and blue magical halos remained, slowly dissipating in the mist.

“The Mist Demon Commander! And countless Mist Demon Leaders…” Zhu Meng recognized the Ghost Lord’s identity at a glance, and his expression instantly became solemn.

The Mist Demon Commander, as the leader of the ghosts among the undead, has reached the level of a Grand Monarch! With just one move, he easily neutralized the attacks of two super-level spells, demonstrating his terrifying strength.

If this eerie ghostly mist were to come into contact with a human, they would probably be completely devoured, leaving not even a trace of bone.

Clearly, the Mist Demon Commander's appearance was to aid the Mountain Corpse, who was already half-dead. "Whoa!!!"

Before the two totems and the super-level mages could continue casting their spells, a chilling roar came from the outer city not far away.

The deceased rulers on the outer city wall could no longer restrain themselves and emerged from their hiding places, rapidly approaching the inner city.

The undead faction possesses eight lords of the dead, and upon sensing the appearance of the totem, they could no longer remain silent.

Red Skull Demon Lord!

Agate Corpse King!

White Corpse King!
One by one, enormous, deceased rulers appeared from all directions. With each step they took, the ground trembled violently, and a large area of ​​buildings turned into ruins.

Following them were mountains and seas of skeletons, corpse ministers, and corpse generals, surging towards the inner city like a black torrent.

They move extremely fast, and more importantly, each of their deceased rulers possesses the formidable strength of a great monarch.

"Except for Jiuyou, all of them have come out..." Lin Lan stood on Lei Shi's back, watching the several huge figures rushing towards them, and couldn't help but curse under his breath.

Lin Lan had no idea where the Ghost Queen was; this Ghost Queen was incredibly clever…

With the help of the Mist Demon Commander, the Mountain Corpse struggled to its feet once more. It strained with all its might, attempting to break free of its limitations. The Heavenly Stele shattered piece by piece under its frenzied punches. And the twenty-nine forbidden lightning bolts that had previously imprisoned it, after being dissipated by the mist, were trampled into a bloody path by its foot.

Although the corpse of the mountain had lost a great deal of blood and suffered extremely serious injuries, as a supreme monarch, its powerful strength and astonishing defense meant that it could not be killed in an instant.

Needless to say, a single Grand Monarch-level Mist Demon Commander is far from sufficient to contend with the numerous Super-Rank mages present. Unless the Mountain Corpse is attacked with all its might by the two totems, killing it in this ancient capital filled with the aura of the undead is virtually impossible.

Lin Lan was well aware of the danger lurking in the Eight Directions of the Dead King, so she did not have the two totems exert all their strength to kill the mountain corpse. Leaving room for maneuver was the best way to better deal with any larger crises that might arise later.

"Mo Fan and the others have already entered the Abyss of Fiends. Now that the King of Death has appeared, all we need to do is hold the inner city's defenses," Han Ji shouted, trying to calm everyone down.

With the assistance of three supreme monarch-level totems, the ancient capital's defenses were not entirely powerless in the face of the appearance of the eight fallen monarchs.

At this moment, everyone could only pray that Mo Fan and the others would not allow the ancient king to awaken. Otherwise, if an emperor-level powerhouse appeared, the entire situation would be completely overturned.

"Everyone, please focus all your efforts on dealing with the heavily wounded Mountain Corpse. Leave the rest of the Dead Kings to the Totem," Lin Lan shouted.

The corpse of the mountain is now severely injured, and its strength must have been greatly weakened. It should be more than enough for nine super-level mages to deal with it.

The three totems at the supreme monarch level could easily crush the three deceased monarchs at the great monarch level.

(End of this chapter)