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"Ah~"

"Souls lost in the deep sea~"

"What is it that keeps you driven even after death, preventing you from resting in peace...?"

Suddenly, a voice that sounded like both a lament and a chant reached Nautilus's ears.

He immediately turned his gaze and saw a ghost dressed in black robes sitting on the roof, holding a staff and looking at him.

It was Karsas, who had been waiting for a long time.

Nautilus's lantern-like eyes, like a pair of giant searchlights, swept across Karthus.

Nautilus paused for a moment, not making the first move, but speaking in a deep, echoing voice, as if in a daze.

"you......"

"Just like me..."

Nautilus's answer surprised Karthus.

He had assumed that Notellus had lost his mind.

Surprisingly, Nautilus retained his ability to speak.

Judging from this, the steel monster in front of us should be similar to Hecarim.

Although he retained some of his memories and basic intelligence from his previous life, he also had obvious flaws.

"No no no!!!"

"I'm different from you."

"You are just a puppet being manipulated."

"And I am a great singer born to respond to death."

Karthus rejected Nautilus's words, saying something that Nautilus could not understand.

"Unable........."

"understand.........."

Nautilus responded again in a gruff voice, which became even harsher.

"Poor thing."

"Then let me send you to your rest with a requiem..."

Karthus sighed, then waved his staff at Nautilus.

A pale light instantly condensed from Karthus's staff.

The next moment, a giant magic circle suddenly lit up on the ground.

Nautilus was standing right in the middle.

Since Karthus already knew that Nautilus was coming, how could he not make preparations?

"boom!!!!"

Immediately, a pale beam of light shot up from the ground, instantly engulfing the massive body of the Steel Titan.

It turned out that Karthus had already set up the death magic, just waiting for Nautilus to fall into the trap.

Just when Calthus thought it was all over, suddenly...

"call!!"

A massive, rusty anchor tore through the air and hurtled toward Karthus!

Nautilus actually withstood Karthus's long-planned attack!

Although Karthus was surprised, he did not panic.

"The Wall of Pain!"

Karthus swiftly waved his staff, and a pale wall of death energy immediately appeared not far in front of him.

At the same time, Karthus quickly withdrew and retreated.

After all, as a squishy mage, standing and fighting a tank is definitely suicide.

"boom!"

The anchor, carrying terrifying force, crashed into the pale wall of pain.

Fortunately, Karthus's defensive spell held up fairly well, barely managing to block the anchor's attack.

But this wall of pain is also covered with cracks, as if it could break at any moment.

The next moment, Nautilus yanked hard on the chain connecting the anchor, and the powerful force propelled his heavy body quickly to the edge of the Wall of Pain.

In this way, Nautilus had gotten very close to Karthus, reaching an extremely dangerous distance.

“You…”

“Despicable…undead…”

Nautilus's enormous, lantern-like eyes blazed with fury as fierce as flames!

I initially thought he was a kind person who sympathized with his plight.

But unexpectedly, this seemingly nice undead was actually up to no good!

Fortunately, Nautilus has high magic resistance, otherwise, he probably would have been taken away by Nautilus just now!

Sure enough, those who wield magic are all dirty...

Karthus clearly had no intention of confronting the enraged Nautilus head-on.

Instead, it retreated rapidly.

Nautilus's anger intensified when he saw that Karthus didn't answer and just kept running.

It then moved its heavy, massive body and chased after Karthus.

But suddenly.

"Boom boom boom boom!!!"

As Nautilus hurtled forward, causing countless explosions.

On the ground, countless pale orbs of light exploded beneath Nautilus' feet.

It seems that Karthus had set up more than one trap beforehand.

barren!

This can be considered Karthus's signature skill.

Even the most foolish person would know that giving it to someone else is fraught with traps.

But it was a completely different story for Nautilus; he was truly stubborn.

Still clutching the massive iron anchor, which was over ten meters long, they chased after it relentlessly.

Actually, this is not Nautilus's fault.

After being transformed into this form by Nagakaporos using divine power, his mind has never been particularly sharp.

The situation is similar to that of Hecarim.

Relying on his thick skin and high magic resistance, Nautilus continued his relentless pursuit.

Seeing the distance between them shrinking, he was actually almost catching up with them!

By this time, Nautilus's body had already been completely corrupted by Karthus's death power.

Even though he has a body of steel, it's clear he's about to give out.

Finally, Nautilus roared and hurled the great anchor in his hand once more.

"die!!!!"

At this moment, Karthus was less than fifty meters away from Nautilus.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Karthus shouted loudly.

"Extreme sorrow, extreme joy, peace."

“Every stage has its own beauty.”

As the words fell, a pale domain expanded from Karthus's body, covering an area of ​​nearly a hundred meters around him.

The Realm of Death!

Now, Karthus has revealed his final trump card, using the domain of a legendary rank.

Within this realm enveloped by the pale power of death, Nautilus's massive steel body not only moved with incredible slowness, but also showed signs of being eroded and crumbling!

Everything will eventually die.

Even metal will eventually rust and decay.

"Behold the raging waves of the sea!!!"

Nautilus knew he couldn't just sit and wait to die.