The emoticon's teardrops rolled repeatedly as it barely escaped the dragon's breath attack range.

As a result, Fulsanx raised its forepaw and pressed it to the ground, and red lightning spread outwards from the dragon's claw, quickly covering the land within a radius of a hundred meters. Even Zikomo was within the lightning's reach.

Fortunately, Zicomo reacted quickly, raising his hand to cast a defensive spell that blocked Fulsanx's lightning.

When the red glow of the lightning faded, the teardrop-like object had vanished without a trace.

Left with no other option, Zicomo had to take up his sword and fight himself; kiting from a distance was pointless. With the Ancient Dragon's speed, before Zicomo could even create distance, Fulsanx had already charged in front of him.

Furthermore, given the open environment, Zicomo couldn't use his large size to his advantage. So he had to take advantage of Fulsanx's massive size and walk 30 feet around her.

This feeling is just not pleasant. Fulsanthus sensed Zikomo's thoughts and continued to attack him with lightning.

The red lightning was alright; Zikomo had become immune to it by constantly enduring Ifrit's red lightning. Now, even if the red lightning broke through his defenses, it would only give him a tingling sensation.

But the death lightning, imbued with the power of death, struck Zikomo, causing him great discomfort.

This force not only steals body temperature, causing coldness to spread throughout the body, but also impacts a person's mind with a large amount of negative emotions, causing them to have negative thoughts.

Zicomo experienced firsthand what it felt like for Harry to face Dementors, and in an even more intense way.

Fortunately, he was already immune to the effects of sudden death, otherwise he would have inevitably lost his life here.

Meanwhile, on Fulsans' side, seeing that she couldn't defeat Zikomo for a long time, she also began to get anxious. Without her suppression, the power of death was constantly eroding Godwin, rapidly pushing him towards utter death.

Fulsans wanted to end the battle quickly and return to Godwin's body. She stepped back a distance, gathering power in her hands, and began to prepare her ultimate attack.

She raised her two front claws, and a large amount of lightning crackled around them, forming two giant spears on her dragon claws. The spears were made of red, gold, and black lightning, radiating a terrifying aura.

Upon seeing this, Zicomo took out his yew wand, activated the Hound Steps combat technique on it, and quickly approached Fulsanx.

He's not stupid, how could he just stand there and let Fulsancus finish charging his ultimate move?

In a few flashes, Zicomo was at Fulsanx's feet. He leaped up and landed on Fulsanx's head, the Death Prince's Staff in his other hand gathering magic, and a Comet Azle pierced through her head.

The lightning that had been constantly swirling around Fulsanx stopped, and the entire dragon slowly collapsed.

However, Zicomo's attack came too late. The lightning spear in Fulsanx's dragon claw had already materialized, and as she fell, the two spears struck the ground, unleashing a massive burst of energy.

The shockwave generated by the energy sent Zikomo flying a great distance.

Zicomo steadied himself in mid-air and landed on the ground. He looked at the still raging lightning in the distance, waiting for it to dissipate.

Without the support of Fulsancus's power, the tricolor lightning did not wreak havoc for long before gradually weakening and eventually disappearing.

Ignoring the devastation the lightning had caused to the terrain, Zicomo rushed toward the spot where Fulsanx had fallen.

He needed to quickly store her in his system space before Fulsanx breathed his last. Otherwise, she might return directly to the Golden Tree, making his fight against the boss a complete waste.

After doing all this, Zicomo breathed a slight sigh of relief. He looked around, pondering how to escape the deathly dreamscape that Fia had created.

Suddenly, Fia's voice rang out from the sky: "Thank you. This way, I can make Godwin a pure primordial dead. Our child is about to be conceived, and the unborn will soon welcome their king."

Farewell... my hero.

After saying that, without waiting for Zicomo's reply, Fia saw Zicomo off.

Zicomo felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, and when his vision returned, he had left Fia's dream and returned to the deep roots of reality.

Fia lay quietly at Godwin's feet, lifeless.

Above her floated a series of white centipede rings, which were clearly composed of two fragmented death curse marks pieced together—the Death Prince's Repair Runes.

Zico looked at the rune, his feelings complicated. Fia had high hopes for him, hoping he could use it to repair the Elden Ring, allowing the Deadborn to emerge from the shadows and live openly on the borderlands.

However, Zicomo could not fulfill her wish. Zicomo's initial goal was to obtain this rune to cultivate her own Golden Tree.

The reason I agreed to Fia's request was simply because I didn't want to shatter the girl's fragile dream.

Zicomo carefully put away the restored rune of the dead prince, then looked up at Godwin's corpse.

He had two purposes for this trip: one was to repair the runes for the Dead Prince, and the other was to see the Dead Prince himself.

The body of a soulless demigod, though eroded by death and stripped of most of its life force, did not lose its inherent power. Instead, it merged with the power of death, giving birth to a unique death power belonging to Godwin.

Don't forget the properties Zicomo gained after fusing with a piece of golden tree root; he can absorb special powers and use them for his own purposes. The death power emanating from Godwin was undoubtedly very attractive to him.

Zicomo reached out and touched Godwin's mermaid-like tail, activating his ability.

The black aura, enveloped in golden light, surged rapidly into Zikomo's palm. Unlike the feeling when Fulsanx attacked him with the power of death, this time the power of death only brought Zikomo a slightly cold sensation.

As the power of death continued to surge in, Godwin's massive body gradually transformed into specks of light, eventually dissipating beneath the roots of the golden tree.

Zicomo closed his eyes and felt the newly emerging power of death within his body.

At the crossroads, death is never just a concept. Between it and life, it represents two distinct yet interdependent forces.

The end of life is death, but death can also give birth to new life.

In the Golden Law era before the shattering of the Ring of Law, the seal of death and preordained death were removed from the Golden Law. Therefore, demigods and gods of that time could not be killed because there was no power of death.

During the night of conspiracy, the power of death was stolen from its seal, and Lani and Godwin became the first victims.

Godwin further used the roots of the golden tree to continuously scatter death throughout the entire border region.

Life at the borderlands has been reborn into death, and even the dead have been born—life forms that have returned from death.

Therefore, it is clear that the power of death is definitely not as simple as just bringing death to people.

Zicomo even felt that he could transform Fia into a Deathborn right now, if he wanted to.

However, he didn't do that. After all, he had destroyed the dead prince that Fia wanted to resurrect, and he was too embarrassed to face Fia again.

Moreover, he didn't know whether a life that had returned from the dead would retain memories of its previous life; he figured it probably wouldn't.

The Dead Ones that Zicomo encountered at the border were like walking corpses, unable to utter a single word. Therefore, there was no point in transforming Fia into a Dead One.

Zicomo turned around, picked up Fia, and placed her on the golden tree root where Godwin had leaned.

He only absorbed Godwin's own death power; as for the power that Godwin spread out through the roots of the Golden Tree, Zicomo did not take it back.

One reason is that he didn't know what the consequences would be after taking it back. After all, the power of death was blocking the return of creatures from the borderlands to the Golden Tree, which meant that the Golden Tree had lost most of its channels for reclaiming the power of creatures from the borderlands.

If Zikomo reclaims the power of these deaths, then the Golden Tree will have no obstacle to reclaiming its power.

Who knows if the Golden Tree will use the recovered power to repair the Elden Ring on its own? Zicomo certainly wouldn't allow that to happen.

Another reason was that Zicomo wanted to see if placing Fia at the root where Godwin had once spread the power of death would bring her back to life.

The resurrection here is not the inferior resurrection method of the Deadborn, but rather, as mentioned earlier, an existence conceived and reborn from the power of death.

Who knows, Zicomo might even raise a god here. Of course, accumulating the power of death will be a long process.

PS: The Deadborn can be seen as beings whose souls were forcibly stuffed into their bodies by the power of death, and who were then resurrected.

Chapter 161 Angry Lani, and the Well-behaved and Adorable Ifrit

After placing Fia's body in its place, Zicomo set up a series of protective spells around her to prevent anyone from disturbing the power of death's nurturing of her.

Having done all this, Zicomo left Deeproots, his exploration of the area now coming to an end.

Zicomo left the border area directly.

Back in reality, Zicomo arrives at the "Zen Garden," where he first releases Fulsanx's body.

Ifrit, who was in the garden, saw the corpse and her eyes lit up as she went to Zicomo's side.

Last time, Lance Sanx's corpse was also collected by Zikomo. After refining it, the dragon blood essence obtained was fed to Ifrit by Zikomo to help her enhance her essence.

Now that Zicomo has acquired another dragon corpse, Ifrit knows she's in for another treat.

She happily jumped into Zicomo's arms, nuzzling her head against his cheek, and looked at him with expectant eyes without saying a word.

Zicomo patted her head and said, "Alright, I know you're craving it. I'll refine it for you right away."

"Yay! Master is the best!" Ifrit cheered.

Zicomo began working on refining the dragon's blood essence, while Ifrit watched from the side.

"Master, why is this dragon corpse black?" Ifrit asked.

"Because she is tainted by the power of death."

Ifrit nodded, seemingly understanding.

Because Fulsanx's body was corrupted by the power of death, Zicomo had to extract the power of death before he could begin refining it.

He didn't want Ifrit to ingest the dragon blood essence mixed with the power of death.

Unlike Zicomo, Ifrit couldn't absorb various special powers for her own use; the corrosive power of death was unbearable. If black thorns grew out, her little red dragon wouldn't look so good.

Having mastered the power of death, extracting it from the dragon's corpse was not difficult for Zicomo. He quickly extracted all the power of death from the dragon's body.

The corrosive effect of the death power on Fulsanx was more severe than Zikomo had imagined. Looking at the black and gold spherical energy in his hand, he estimated that if this thing were to erupt outside, it could turn at least a small town into a dead zone.

Zicomo withdrew this power and began the refining process. In reality, this involved inscribing a magic circle and then refining the dragon corpse's flesh and blood.

Seeing the magic circle begin to operate, Zicomo said, "Alright, now we just need to wait for it to finish refining."

Evelyt nodded, her eyes fixed intently on the magic circle as she worked, finding it anything but boring.

Zicomo smiled, shook his head, and left.

He arrived at the foot of the golden tree in the "Zen Garden," took out the Death Prince's Restoration Rune, and placed it inside the golden tree.

With a surge of soil, the golden tree grew even thicker and taller.

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