Chapter 180 Tragic

"I'm not reconciled!"

Tan Lin's body fell from the sky, turning to ash and dissipating during the fall, thus avoiding the fate of transforming into a bizarre monster.

The players who participated in the siege were filled with grief as they watched Tan Lin perish.

I originally thought this was an opportunity.

Little did anyone expect that this was a trap set by the cunning BOSS.

If Prince Saphiron hadn't had that strange protection, they were confident that this plan would have been a complete success.

But now, only 16 of the more than 60 demigod players who participated in the operation remain.

"Human, you did your best."

Prince Saphiron stood still and said coldly, "Unfortunately, if you were any stronger, I would have perished here today."

The overwhelming aura instilled unimaginable despair in the surviving players.

"You should all die too."

"Yeah?"

Another player in Sequence 1 stepped forward and shouted, "Guys, his defenses have been breached. Whether we advance or retreat, we're all going to die. In that case, let's fight to the death!"

"Besides, we still have 16 people!"

"I'll go first—"

Before he could finish speaking, Prince Saphiron appeared beside the Sequence 1 player.

He barely managed to put up a fight before being sliced ​​in two by the dark dimensional slash and falling from the sky.

"You talk too much nonsense."

Prince Saphiron quickly attacked the others.

He's already suffered a huge loss, so how could he possibly give other players another chance?

If another Sequence 1 player were to unleash their power and lose the protection shattered by the lightning, this quasi-god would essentially have his health bar exposed right in front of the player.

Even if he manages to kill all the players and survive, he will inevitably suffer severe injuries and need time to heal.

Therefore, we cannot give any more players a chance.

At the banquet at Saferon Castle, no one is allowed to lay a hand on any member of the Saferon family. This is the rule, an ironclad law!

In addition, he sensed that the VIPs who had gone to the Endless Market with Florest were returning.

The battle must be ended quickly!

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

One player after another was killed.

The wounded Prince Sapphiron went berserk, until only three players remained in the fray targeting him.

Ji Fan, Sequence 1, Fangshi (a type of Taoist priest).

Shen Juanzhou, Sequence 2, Confucian scholar.

Dalton Perry, Sequence 3, The Witcher.

Prince Saphiron's figure shifted and appeared suddenly, slicing towards them with a dimensional slash.

"Get back behind me, and wait until I'm dead before you finish me off."

Ji Fan waved his hand and stepped in front of him.

With a deafening explosion, it blocked the next-dimensional slash.

Then, Ji Fan bit his index finger and dripped the blood from his fingertip onto a box sealed with talisman paper.

The talisman burst into flames and turned to ashes, opening the box.

"roar!"

The next second, a roar repelled Prince Saphiron, who was about to charge forward.

What emerged from the wooden box was a jet-black dragon.

Black Dragon glanced sideways at Ji Fan.

"Fellow Daoist, kill him, and my life is yours."

With a single stroke of his hand, Ji Fan drew blood from his palm, which transformed into a special lifeline that connected with the black dragon. "Our karma ends here."

"it is good."

The black dragon frantically absorbed Ji Fan's life force, its aura rising steadily until it quickly recovered to the level of a quasi-god.

It was originally a quasi-god, preparing to undergo tribulation and transform into a true god.

However, Ji Fan happened to live in a nearby city.

Ji Fan couldn't bear to see millions of residents in the city suffer, so he set up a feng shui arrangement and sealed the black dragon into a box when it was at its weakest during its tribulation.

This incident created a deep-seated enmity between the two sides.

Ji Fan had tried to resolve the situation, but the longer the Black Dragon was sealed, the greater its rage became.

But these things have already happened, and there's no point in saying anything now.

Now, Black Dragon is more than willing to kill Ji Fan by consuming his life force.

As for actively attacking Ji Fan, it would instead cause serious injury to itself due to the restrictions Ji Fan left inside its body.

In this situation, killing Prince Saphiron became the best option.

The black dragon charged straight at Prince Saphiron.

Prince Saphiron snorted coldly and launched a swift attack, his dimensional slash nearly shattering space itself.

However, the black dragon's figure was incredibly agile; often, you could see its head but not its body or tail, even though it was so long...

So big.

Because he was unfamiliar with the Black Dragon's attack methods, Prince Saphiron was repeatedly struck by the Black Dragon.

The hard-won defensive rules were shattered once again.

"So it turns out they're vampires." Black Dragon smiled cruelly. "No wonder they were so hard to kill."

"Heh." Prince Saphiron chuckled coldly. "Reptiles, die!"

The two sides clashed again, fighting fiercely until the sky darkened.

Shen Juanzhou and Dalton wanted to help, but they couldn't do anything to help. The only thing they could do was try their best to prolong Ji Fan's life.

"So, your promotion ceremony was interrupted, huh?"

A few minutes later, Prince Saphiron, having seen through the dragon's true nature, began to mock it.

"Yeah?"

The black dragon's eyes suddenly darkened, and a strange mist expanded around it, seemingly about to devour everything around it. "Once I devour you, I can still ascend to godhood."

Its body suddenly grew larger, and it bit down on the almost miniature Prince Saphiron.

"Unfortunately, you can't do it." Prince Saphiron gave a strange smile. "Because that's what I think too."

Suddenly, the black dragon revealed an expression of extreme pain.

It looked at Prince Saphiron in bewilderment, then at the dying Ji Fan behind it.

"Knowing I'm a vampire, yet still using blood to form a bond in front of me, in my domain—isn't that just courting death?"

Prince Saphiron said in a good mood, "I poisoned his blood when you first connected with him. The more blood you absorb, the more of it belongs to me."

Ji Fan used forbidden techniques and is now on the verge of death.

The remaining two players, Shen Juanzhou and Dalton, are only Sequence 2 and Sequence 3, and are not worth mentioning at all.

The only threat is this black dragon, but the black dragon has devoured too much poisonous blood, and its body will only belong to it.

To be honest, Prince Saphiron never imagined he would encounter such a highly nourishing substance as the Black Dragon.

Once he devours this black dragon, no one will be able to stop his path to becoming a god of the strange.

Even a god of the uncanny won't do.

Hehehe!

It was worth all the preparations he made for today.

According to the original plan, traps and rituals like today's need to be performed six more times to kill enough players before he can be 100% promoted to the God of the Uncanny.

Now, it's not necessary!

"You think that's enough?"

The black dragon roared angrily, but just as it was about to make a move, its body seemed to be bound by invisible rules.

"See? Can you still struggle?"

Prince Saphiron wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

He was eager to devour the black dragon.

"Cough cough————"

Suddenly, Ji Fan coughed.

He staggered, and if Shen Juanzhou and Dalton hadn't been supporting him, he would have fallen at any moment.

Prince Saphiron glanced at Ji Fan and shook his head.

Ji Fan, the oil in his lamp has run out and he's finished.

Black Dragon also became fish on his chopping board.

You're wrong.

A strange smile appeared in the black dragon's eyes.

Prince Saphiron looked puzzled, not understanding what other way the other side could possibly reverse the situation.

Suddenly, his body paused, and he remained silently suspended in mid-air, without continuing to approach the black dragon.

"Do you know why Ji Fan was able to interrupt my ascension to True God?" the Black Dragon said. "Do you think this is something an ordinary Sequence 1 player could do? It's simply impossible."

"You should have noticed that such an ordinary Sequence 1 player can block your attacks every time, and even save one or two people."

"This is outrageous."

"Because he was originally a quasi-god, someone who almost ascended to godhood."

?

Prince Saphiron's eyes widened.

He couldn't believe that Ji Fan, who was on his deathbed and barely clinging to life, could be such a strong person.

It turns out that Ji Fan was once a quasi-god.

"Back then, I really couldn't beat him!"

Black Dragon smiled bitterly, "However, I didn't let Ji Fan off easy either. His primordial spirit and natal sword have been trapped by me all along, which is why he's so weak. Today, you old vampire who dared to try to become a god are suffering the same pain as me."

"I'm having a blast!"

'

Prince Saphiron stared at the black dragon, and after a long pause, uttered a single word: "Damn!"

At this moment, the onlookers noticed that Prince Saphiron had a bloody hole in his chest, which had appeared out of nowhere.

Not far away, a miniature primordial spirit sword, only an inch long, pierced through the void, its target this time being Prince Saphiron's brow.

Prince Saphiron fought back with all his might.

Finally, the primordial spirit sword was intercepted just as it was about to pierce Prince Saphiron's forehead.

Just as Prince Saphiron was about to breathe a sigh of relief, another needle-thin sword was drawn from the Divine Sword and pierced through Prince Saphiron's forehead with even greater speed.

Prince Saphiron had seen players use similar moves before and knew it was the Mother and Child Swords.

However, the player's twin swords were a strange object.

But these mother and child swords are Ji Fan's primordial spirit swords.

How could players be so despicable!

After this attack, Ji Fan smiled as he looked at Prince Saphiron.

Like Tan Lin, his body gradually turned to ash and dissipated, his soul and spirit vanished.

The black dragon, having been freed from the restrictions of the Yuan Shen Sword, also turned to ash and disappeared.

Prince Saphiron fell from the void.

He fell to the ground in a sorry state.

He is not dead yet.

"kill!"

Shen Juanzhou and Dalton exchanged a glance and immediately charged forward.

"You two, this is extremely rude."

The twin maids Ella and Ava suddenly appear.

The two sisters held hands and smiled mysteriously, leaving Shen Juanzhou and Dalton completely bewildered.

Then, the faceless Lancelot walked up to them and slashed down with his sword.

Shen Juanzhou and Dalton fell to the ground.

"Amitabha!"

Looking at the horrific battlefield before him, Zen Master Liaohen felt a complex mix of emotions.

Today's battle has completely exceeded their understanding; the strength of this bizarre quasi-god is far beyond their imagination.

However, they did not come away empty-handed.

These bizarre quasi-gods, who serve as the ultimate bosses, possess unique defensive rules within their home territory.

Players must break through the opponent's defenses before they can damage the strange BOSS's main body; otherwise, all attacks will be in vain.

Furthermore, they have not yet seen Prince Saphiron use that artifact.

Does that divine artifact not exist?

Master Liaohen pondered many things.

Right now, what he wants to do most is to take a few steps forward and ask Prince Saphiron if he could make an exception and let them complete the game and leave.

After all, so many players have already died, far exceeding the expected death toll.

It's reasonable for the remaining players to leave.

Arthur, Yu Mo, and Isabella stood aside, looking at Prince Saphiron in the ruins, their expressions complex.

Honestly, seeing such a weak and bizarre quasi-god, they really wanted to take action.

However, there is still a strange Boss of Sequence 1 in Saphiron Castle.

Not to mention there are many strange NPCs around.

As for the players who didn't make a move, their mentality is probably the same as theirs.

"Your Highness!"

Not far away, a Sequence 2 player stepped forward and said, "You seem to be seriously injured and need time to rest and recover. How about we cancel the banquet and leave?"

Prince Saphiron knelt in the center of the ruins, his back to the crowd, breathing with difficulty.

He did not respond.

The butler, who had lost an arm, stood guard not far away with Ella and Ava.

The air fell into a deathly silence.

Just then, the clatter of horses' hooves sounded.

A carriage was parked not far away, and several people got out of it: Zhang Qingyu, Tang Weixi, Florest, and Su Xiaoshuang.

"What happened here?"

Zhang Qingyu gasped in surprise, staring in disbelief.

In an instant, almost everyone's eyes were focused on this spot.

Tang Weixi tugged at Zhang Qingyu's clothes, telling her to shut up.

Frost looked at Prince Saphiron in the center of the ruins, her expression becoming extremely complex.

She walked step by step toward the center of the ruins.

Saferon Castle was also destroyed in the past.

However, her father, Prince Saphiron, only suffered minor injuries, unlike today.

"Miss Forrest————"

The butler's expression was somewhat complicated. "You'd better not get close to the prince."

Frost shook her head and continued walking forward, stopping five steps away from Prince Saphiron.

"Father, your path to godhood has been severed."

'

Prince Saphiron was struggling to breathe.

"Someone told me that you love me very much, but I don't understand."

Frost seemed to be talking to himself, hoping that Prince Saphiron could provide an answer.

Prince Saphiron suddenly turned around, his eyes red, his chest and forehead showing mottled cracks, as if he might shatter like a piece of broken porcelain at any moment.

A terrifying aura erupted, causing Florest's robes to flutter wildly.

"I see."

Florest looked into the distance: "You've already brought the gifts over; there might not be another chance later."

Zhang Qingyu and Tang Weixi exchanged a glance, then looked at Su Xiaoshuang.

Su Xiaoshuang blinked but didn't respond.

However, as long as Princess Celia is there, they have nothing to worry about.

Furthermore, in the Endless Market, Florest gained the trust of both men.

Zhang Qingyu and Tang Weixi immediately stepped forward, stood behind Florest, and presented the gifts they had bought.

Seeing Lady Mossley's pumpkin pie, Lady Vanilla's pudding, the old lady's cheese on the street corner, Ellie's fiery flower, and Misha's mushroom, Prince Saphiron's crazed eyes seemed to regain a sliver of clarity.

He raised his hand and presented two farewell kiss rings.

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