Full health is the kill threshold, no matter if you're a god or a demon!

Liu Nian's lips curled up almost imperceptibly.

But he quietly approached the mummy guards. He didn't stop in front of the second guard, but went to the third guard. He seemed to be carefully observing the third guard, but in reality, his eyes were constantly scanning the second guard.

It's confirmed, this is the guy!

Unlike the dried-up, putrid skin of other mummies, its surface appears to have an amber-like texture, with shimmering specks of light flowing through it.

Amencht's body was originally constructed in this way!

The undead players behind him were still looking at each other in confusion. The Tomb Lord also closed his eyes to sense the soul contract and found nothing unusual. Just as he was about to speak, Liu Nian suddenly made his move without warning!

"Snap—!"

Liu Nian punched the number two guard.

The guard's reaction was abnormally fast—the instant Liu Nian threw a punch, its body suddenly leaned back, its hands crossed in front of its chest to protect itself, and its curved blade held horizontally in front of it to block.

The scimitar shattered!

The fist's energy pierced through its arms, blasting a hole the size of a bowl in its chest.

The bandage shattered, revealing amber-colored skin beneath. Countless tiny points of light flickered wildly beneath the skin, like startled fireflies.

The Lord of the Tomb is enraged.

Even when beating a dog, you have to consider its owner. This is his subordinate. Even if there is a problem, you can't bypass him and handle it on your own!

His skeletal giant hand suddenly rose and slammed down towards Liu Nian!

"You dare—!"

Liu Nian turned around and threw another punch, smashing the giant skeletal hand to pieces with a single blow!

The surrounding undead players were completely dumbfounded.

"What's going on? Why is the big boss attacking his own people?"

"That guard...that guard is acting strange!"

"What is that? Mummies don't have skin like that!"

"Amber...it's amber! How can its skin be amber?"

The undead players were in an uproar.

The Tomb Lord was also stunned. Whether it was Liu Nian's attack that shattered his body or the abnormal skin on his guards, he was somewhat bewildered.

He stared intently at the "guard" whose true form had been blasted out of existence by Liu Nian's punch.

"You…" The Tomb Lord's voice was low and filled with barely suppressed rage, "You are not my guards. Who are you?"

The "Guard" did not answer the Tomb Lord's question, but instead looked at Liu Nian:

"How did you recognize me?" Its voice was hoarse, carrying a suppressed resentment.

Liu Nian did not answer.

The lord of the graves was even more enraged.

His skeletal giant hand suddenly grew back and slammed down again!

This time, however, the object was smashed towards the guard!

Whatever it was, it had disguised itself as his bodyguards on his territory and had been lurking there for who knows how long!

This was an absolute disgrace to him!

The guard's body had already been blasted through by Liu Nian, and when he struck down with his palm, it was smashed into pieces!

Under normal circumstances, it would have been certain death, but because this thing was just a puppet and the pharaoh's real body was hidden elsewhere, it was not fatal!

The Tomb Lord thought he had cleaned up his own house, but Liu Nian knew that was not the case at all!

Without hesitation, he changed into the full set of Divine Punishment Envoy armor. Dazzling holy light shone around him, and twelve wings of light suddenly spread out behind him, stretching over a hundred meters. Golden flames burned at the edges of the wings, illuminating the entire underground space.

The moment Liu Nian put on the outfit, he immediately activated the Heavenly Punishment Domain!

A golden light shield exploded from Liu Nian's body, spreading in all directions at an astonishing speed, instantly enveloping the entire underground space.

Within the area, all the attributes of the undead were drastically suppressed—movement speed, attack speed, skill cooldown, and health regeneration all plummeted.

The bloodstains, corpses, and residual energy left behind by the vampires sizzled under the scorching holy light, turning into blue smoke and dissipating.

All undead units within the area are exposed and cannot escape.

The Tomb Lord let out a horrified roar. His bones sizzled under the burning holy light, and dark purple necromantic energy dissipated from the gaps in his bones like evaporating mist.

He wanted to get away from here, away from Liu Nian, but the power of the domain suppressed him, and he couldn't escape at all!

The undead players fared even worse, kneeling on the ground, their will-o'-the-wisps flickering, their equipment cracking in the holy light, and their health bars plummeting.

"Hey! What are you doing?!" the undead players screamed. "We're not the enemy!"

"Wait a minute! 'Big' my foot! This is Holy Light! Have you ever seen an undead use Holy Light?"

"Isn't this one of ours?"

"Damn! He's an imposter too!"

Liu Nian ignored them.

With a thought, he summoned Charon.

Karon's figure emerged from the void, his tattered black robes sizzling under the scorching holy light, but he gritted his teeth and stubbornly refused to back down.

Although Kalon is in a lot of pain in the Holy Light Realm, he is now Liu Nian's pet, so although he will feel pain, he will not suffer real harm.

The eerie blue flames at the tip of the pale bone staff flickered violently, not from fear, but from anger and excitement—an anger that had been suppressed for countless years and was finally about to erupt.

"Amencht, get out here!!"

At this moment, underground, in a coffin concealing the true form of the Pharaoh, Amenkht's true form flew out in panic!

"Kalon..." His voice trembled, "How could this be..."

Kalon swung his bone staff violently, and a large number of bone spikes grew and spread from the ground. Then, with a bang, the entire ground exploded!

The space below was revealed.

There, Amenkht held the scepter of the Eye of Horus, his face filled with terror.

Kalon floated in mid-air, his eyes burning with ghostly light as he stared intently at Amenhote. His voice was eerily calm, but every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"You're disappointed to see I'm still alive, aren't you?"

Amenkht opened his mouth, then closed it again.

He didn't answer. He knew that whatever he said today wouldn't change the outcome.

Liu Nian stepped back, ceding the battlefield to Kalon.

"Caron," he said, "is yours now."

A glint flashed in Caron's eyes, the kind of emotion that had been suppressed for far too long, like "finally, this day has come."

"Master..." his voice was a little hoarse, "Thank you!"

[System notification: Your pet's affection for you is skyrocketing...]

Liu Nian waved his hand.

He knew Caron needed this.

As a former powerhouse who once stood at the pinnacle, betrayed by his most trusted subordinate, losing everything and living a life of humiliation for countless years—only by taking revenge with his own hands can he truly find peace.

This isn't a matter of loyalty, it's a matter of "the Way." Kalon needs this battle to sever ties with the past in order to truly integrate into his new identity.