Witch Troupe and the Undead

On the other side, the heavy hammers grazed Lulua's shoulders. Before Lulua could regain her balance, the hammers struck the ground, creating a shockwave that made the golem lose its footing. Then, the horizontal hammer head slammed into the back of Lulua's golem's legs, causing her golem to tilt forcefully to one side.

Just as the female knight was about to launch her third attack with her hammer, a fireball the size of a city gate slammed into her face. "Boom!" The violent explosion blew away everything nearby and caused the female knight golem to fall backward as well. At this moment, Lulua decisively raised one foot and kicked the female knight golem in the leg, even at the cost of the golem falling completely to the ground.

The simultaneous fall of the two golems prevented Leon from swinging his chain hammer in time. Instead, a spear pierced the center of the spinning shaft, and the chain snapped around the spear shaft, instantly bending the spear.

Before Leon could adjust, the chain hammer was forcibly pulled from his hand by the spear. The knight took a half step back, seemingly giving up the pursuit, but in reality, he dropped the chain hammer on the ground and then charged up for a short thrust.

"Boom!" This time, the witch's fireball was much smaller than the one that hit the female knight, but it still forced the knight to dodge. At this moment, Leon decisively picked up the one-handed sword that the knight had discarded from the ground, gripped it with both hands, and thrust it diagonally upward from a low position, accurately piercing through the soul furnace in the knight's chest.

The powerful knight golem finally stopped. Its T-shaped helmet opened, revealing an empty altar and drooping rune chains. Immediately following was a shrill scream, and silver soul fire shot upwards like beams of light. The entire knight collapsed little by little, eventually turning into a lifeless pile of golem remains on the ground.

"Another unlucky guy bound by an oath or something," Roach shook his head upon seeing this. He could tell what was going on just by looking at the scene, and he could guess about 70-80% of what was going on. "Damn it, can this Night King at least be a little bit human?"

It's like, "I know you're not a decent human being, but at least try to be a decent human being."

The same was true for Lulua. Neither of the two golems could stand up quickly after falling. On the contrary, whichever one tried to stand up, the other would frantically interfere. So, Livia swaggered over to the female knight and clenched her fist.

"Hey!" A punch slammed into the Soul Furnace, and another shrill soul flame rose up. However, Lulua's body could not stand up at all. Her legs, which had been bent by the thunder hammer, were obviously unable to move. This was a heavy colossus, not an ordinary person, and she could not walk with a limp.

"It's destroyed, what a pity." Lulua crawled out of the cockpit and jumped into the witch's palm. One golem was lost, but two remained. The golems were quickly destroyed by Leon's one-handed sword, and the audience hall was occupied.

Next, we headed straight for the core. Connecting to the audience hall was a long corridor with stalactite columns on both sides. Piles of rusted armor, skeletons, and fragments of golems filled almost every inch of the passage, and at the end of the passage was the original iron gate that the miners had described.

"No, could this Calamity of the Earth really be the Eternal Night King? That can't be!"

"You'll find out once you go in!" Leon maneuvered the golem closer to the massive gate, just wide enough for it to pass through. The gate slowly opened under its own power, but when it reached a width of one meter, the heavy doors seemed to vanish and instantly opened inward, drawing Roach and the others, along with the two golems, into the gate.

When they came to their senses, they were in a unique space. There were rocks on all sides, a bottomless abyss in front of them, and in the center was a split regular octahedron, or rather, two pyramids suspended in mid-air with their bases facing each other.

In the low central slit, on a square base, sat a rather vulgar throne. The black-clad king sat listlessly on it, with the Fairy Holy Sword beside him. However, this once holy sword had completely changed; only four of the twelve-section lock rings remained, and what was once a hand-and-a-half sword had become a short sword or a long dagger.

"Ah, ah, welcome. I haven't had any visitors here in a long time." The Night King and the Knight Golem looked exactly alike, except that his pale hair peeked out from under his helmet and hung down in front of him.

Judging from his sitting height, if he wasn't sitting on anything, Roach estimated that this guy was at least 2 meters tall, a rather imposing and burly man, but he looked a bit comical in front of them who had driven in with the golem.

"You rude commoner!" The Night King seemed to have done something. Livia reacted the fastest, or rather, was the first to realize it, but it was too late. A pitch-black rift that appeared out of thin air in the space above the Night King's head, like a vertical pupil, opened up from the center of the entire structure. A ray of magic struck Leon, and the entire golem rapidly turned into stone in an instant. Leon had no choice but to give up and jump out before he was also petrified.

"The Calamity of the Earth"

"Do you like my new pet?" The Night King fiddled with the Holy Sword, seemingly pleased with Roach and the others' shock. "I'm glad you like it. I'm not a passionate master, but I'm quite generous." A ray of light came, and although the witch could predict its path, she didn't have the ability to dodge it. Her golem was also hit.

"Is it a pity? Is it regrettable? Then let me tell you the truth: all the treasures here belong to me. Without my permission, not even a single thread can be taken out smoothly." The Eternal Night King stood up, and countless rocks quickly gathered to form a bridge. "You are very lucky, you lowly people. Your king just needs a group of listeners, so kneel down obediently!"

Some kind of gravity forcibly pressed everyone toward the ground, but just as the most vulnerable Roach was about to be forced to his knees, a crisp cracking sound rang out.

"Aaaaaah! You lowly people, how dare you!" A crack appeared in the Fairy Holy Sword, and the part representing the blessing of the earth element shattered completely, turning from four locks into three, and now it truly became a dagger instead of a long dagger.

“I think it’s great,” Roach said sarcastically with a chuckle. “In our country, there’s a saying, ‘Even wearing a dragon robe doesn’t make you look like a prince.’ Here, you can find the same meaning: even holding a holy sword doesn’t make you look like a king.”

“Shut up, you lowly commoner, I am…” The Night King suddenly stopped, “I am… I am…” “The undead don’t remember their names and identities from their previous lives, how pathetic. The longer an undead lives, the more they lose their memories.” Leon gripped the Wolf Head Demon-Slaying Sword in his hand, and holy flames slowly began to burn.

"Shut up, you lowly people!" The Night King seemed to have found an outlet for his anger, and roared decisively, causing the entire space to tremble.

Why don't you tell us about the so-called calamity of the earth? Why was it that, inside your tomb, you entered first, or it entered first?

"The Calamity of the Earth? How absurd! This is a sacred object bestowed by the heavens, Dark Gold... You also saw those puppets? Do you think that with the labor of you lowly people, when will I be able to build this underground palace, how will I be able to create these weapons that are enough to suppress all resistance?"

The answer is obvious. While the Calamity of the Earth is indeed a calamity, it also means that it does produce minerals. So it's quite normal that the other party got so much money and so much dark gold; he used the power of this thing.

The one who sealed the calamity of the earth was none other than the Eternal Night King himself. Luo Qi had already pieced together the truth. He regarded this thing as a treasure and naturally was unwilling to give it up easily. So after the underground palace was completed, he sealed this thing and himself in the underground palace, to guard his treasure forever.

“Hmm, I had anticipated your madness, but your mental state still makes me a little uneasy. I have a question and a guess, and I hope the great king will not be stingy with your wisdom.” Roach gave the little witch and the others a wary look. “That is, between you and the Calamity of the Earth, who is the master of whom?”

"Did you possess it, or did it possess you? You were merely a tool to achieve its purpose. And now the seal you left behind is about to be completely overturned, and you seem unaware of it. Does this answer even need to be said?"

"You lowly people, you're so noisy!" King Eternal Night looked at Roach and the others with disdain. "Now, shut up and go stay in the abyss." He stomped his foot, and the rock bridge and the surrounding platform began to collapse, but the collapse stopped when it reached Roach and the others.

The Night King stomped again, but nothing happened. Livia gave him a warm smile. Under the witch's control, you think you can destroy your foothold? You're dreaming. What's supporting this ground now is the witch's magic.

"I thought you were a tyrant, that you should have the demeanor and power of a tyrant. Turns out, you're just a clown. Oh well, let the real king come out and face me." The collapsing rocks suddenly stopped, and the rocks that had fallen earlier floated up again, forming a bridge connecting the platform and the pyramid, as if inviting Roach and his companions to step onto this final duel arena.

The Night King's towering figure was shrouded in shadow, his eyes hidden, but his entire demeanor and posture had completely changed. "You, when did you find out?"

“It all started with the very first sentence we exchanged,” Roach shrugged. “I’ve seen plenty of tyrants, and they all have one thing in common: whether they’re stubborn, ruthless, or ambitious, they can’t possibly be the kind of easily swayed clown I just met.”

Tyrants and incompetent rulers are completely different. To be tyrannical, one must have the means to be tyrannical. They need the military power to suppress resistance, the strategy to keep their subjects in their grasp, and a terrifying iron will. But a clown wants to be a tyrant? It's like trying to make Hu Hai the First Emperor of Qin. Brother, you can't be a tyrant. You can only be an incompetent ruler who can't even control his own servants, a puppet.

Based on this analysis, Roach naturally concluded that the other party was a puppet, and that the real Eternal Night King was behind him.

“Clever, but not clever enough,” the Night King said, looking at the people who had stepped onto the pyramid. “Between me and the Heart of the Earth, who is the true Night King?”

"That Calamity of the Earth," Roach said decisively.

“Not smart enough, I am, it is the clown.” The Night King tossed aside the sword with only three clasps left. “I made it think that it is, that it is.” The Night King pointed to the top of his head. “I realized that this thing, this bastard born of the Earth Goddess, is the dark side that the gods cannot abandon or destroy, but it is indeed a divine child.”

"A divine child? You mean..." This thing is the child of Chantia? No way! "Yes, a divine child, a divine child who has not yet been conceived, is the ladder for me to reach a higher position. So, I made a deal with him. I became the Heart of the Earth, and he became the King of Eternal Night. It's that simple."

"That is to say..."

"It is I who truly intend to overturn the seal," the Night King said coldly. "Now that we have mastered the power of the abominations, we are eager for the day of our ascension. Therefore, I am tired of this boring performance underground, and you are just an unexpected surprise..." The Night King's gaze was fixed on Livia, who seemed to sense some danger and decisively shrank behind Leon, only revealing half of her head and a pair of emerald eyes.

“However, we still have a little time, so let’s… stretch our muscles a bit.” The Night King reached out, and the four-colored metals formed a new holy sword in his hand, wrapped with the power of the four elements. It did look more like a king than the previous one. “Consider this a little… entertainment before my wish comes true.”

[PS] Fun 2:

I asked the AI ​​to choose a reliable solution from four options: "Octagon," "Honeycomb Mindset," "God Emperor's Dictatorship," and "Eleven-Shot Kill." After thinking for a long time, the AI ​​commented that the Octagon duel was a reskinned democratic representative system, only turning a war of attrition into a more direct physical conflict. It was absurd and ironic, but not very feasible.

Then he chose the solution of eleven-point elimination, and optimized it based on my requirements by using a big data algorithm for eleven-point elimination.

The content is: the more corruption there is, the higher the frequency of executions; the fewer reports, the larger the execution ratio (yes, the fewer reports, the larger the ratio; if there are no reports, everyone is executed); the higher the wave of opposition, the wider the scope of executions; if someone flees, their family members will be executed on their behalf. (How can they even have someone else execute them?)

I thought about it for a bit: it's too brutal, but it seems to be more reliable than the other three, right?

Chapter 406 Growing the Placenta

"A divine child? The Calamity of the Earth is a divine child?" Roach gestured for the others to prepare for battle while trying to strike up a conversation. "Can gods give birth?"

"A divine child?" The Night King chuckled, pausing slightly as he looked at Leon, who was guzzling the three-in-one potion down Livia's throat like water. "Naturally, it's not wrong for mortals to call something produced from within a god's body a divine child..."

"It's not actually the son of a god, but something that has been separated, right?" Roach immediately grasped the key point, which made the Eternal Night King look at him more closely. "That's right. All gods have humanity, but humanity will eventually decay, and this decaying thing, along with a part of the god's authority, will be separated. This is the son of a god, and also the evil of the gods."

“No wonder that thing looked like a clown,” Roach shook his head. This explained why something of such high status would look so clownish. If it was the corrupt side of humanity that God had unleashed, then it naturally concentrated almost all the negative aspects of humanity. Hmm, that thing’s tone was clearly masculine, while Chantia is a goddess…

“Clown? Hmph.” The Night King looked at Roach and the others. “That’s a good description. The seal only has a little time left. Your delaying is pointless.”

"I'm just curious, what are you going to do after you get out?"

“Naturally, it’s ascension to heaven,” the Night King looked up at the sky. “I have nothing left to cherish in this mortal world except for one thing I haven’t conquered yet…” Luo Qi nodded to himself, thinking that this did indeed resemble a tyrant.

"Then those outside..." "As you said, that thing is no different from the clown, but I don't care." To him, those loyal warriors, craftsmen, and coerced giants outside were no different from weeds. He didn't care what they would become in his hands or in the hands of that clown.

"Wait, shouldn't the gods be devoid of humanity? Only those who are made of flesh develop humanity, right?!" Roach suddenly remembered what the Night God had said.

"Hmm?" King Eternal Night frowned slightly, but then relaxed. "I see..." He seemed to understand something, but didn't care. He just looked down at his arms. "You're ready, aren't you? Let me see if you're qualified to stand here and witness the path to ascension."

The demonic sword, composed of the four elements, was suddenly swung open, a chilling wind swept across the platform, and countless ice spikes that appeared out of thin air surged toward Roach and his companions. This was not even swordsmanship, but simply a casual strike.

"Hey!" The witch forcefully slammed her staff into the ground, and an invisible force caused the ice spikes to vanish instantly, transforming them into countless water spheres swirling before everyone's eyes. The high-pressure water jets shot towards the Night King like arrows, but could only shatter into countless water droplets on the armor that shimmered with a pale golden light.

"...As expected..." King Eternal Night gave Livia a deep look, but said nothing. He simply raised the Four Elements Magic Sword in his hand, the end of the sword level with his shoulder, the blade pointing straight forward, a standard knight's swordsmanship starting stance. "Gulp~" Leon swallowed. Based on his many years of service in the church, the other party was not only a king, but probably also a relatively powerful knight and swordsman.

Although the swordsmanship used by the opponent was quite traditional and ancient, some things were not observed by the eyes, but rather perceived by something more perceptive. Leon took a deep breath, lowered his body slightly, gripped the Wolf Head Demon-Slaying Silver Sword with both hands, and slightly moved his knuckles to adjust his sword-holding posture.

"Not bad swordsman..." King Night casually remarked. King Night instantly stepped forward, his massive body, over seven feet tall and clad in black, skeletal-patterned heavy armor, closing in on Leon. His sword spun rapidly downwards, a perfectly executed swordsmanship, without even using any supernatural power. Leon gave a low shout, his wolf-headed silver sword slashing upwards, precisely deflecting the powerful thrust with the most refined parrying technique of a church paladin.

"Clang!" The sound of metal clashing rang out, and a violent vibration traveled up his arm. Leon felt a numbness in his wrist; the power from the opponent's sword far exceeded his expectations. Before he could catch his breath, the Night King's sword retracted like a venomous snake, then drew a wide arc. There were no flashy elements, only a heavy whistling sound and a precise, deadly trajectory, slashing straight at Leon's shoulder and neck. The speed was far faster than it appeared.

Leon took a deep breath, straining to raise his silver sword, his muscles tensing. "Clang!" Another loud bang, the even stronger impact forcing his knees to buckle, almost causing him to kneel on one knee.

He gritted his teeth and braced his feet firmly against the ground, barely managing to withstand the crushing force of the attack.

The Night King, however, acted as if he had done something insignificant. With a steady twist of his arm, the demonic sword slid past the silver sword, its tip sinking eerily in an instant, aiming straight for Leon's unsuspecting abdomen.

Leon twisted his body with all his might, while swinging his sword in an attempt to block. The Four Elements Demon Sword grazed the chainmail on the side of his abdomen, tearing a gap in the mithril-forged church-standard inner chainmail, and the deformed and even molten chainmail rings scattered everywhere.

A pure difference in speed, power, skill, and experience. Every block stung Leon's wrist and made his hand go numb; every dodge looked clumsy and awkward.

The Night King's sword was like a leech, relentless and unending. Each slash was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and each thrust was precise and deadly. His movements were concise and efficient, without a single unnecessary flourish, yet he forced Leon to the brink of defeat, leaving him only able to parry and dodge in a sorry state, retreating step by step.

The opponent didn't even bother to use any special abilities; he simply relied on the Four Elements Magic Sword and his own swordsmanship to overwhelm Leon, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

Seeing that Leon was almost alone and struggling, Alessina was not in a hurry. Instead, she carefully wrapped strips of cloth between her hands and the hilt of the sword. In her hands were two iron swords that the witch had temporarily made. It was almost impossible to expect to fight the four elemental magic swords head-on. It would be more likely if she had the unbroken "glowing fragment" from before, but even that probably wouldn't work.

Although it was a divine weapon personally crafted by the Goddess of Night, it was merely a fairly sturdy and sharp one-handed sword unless used to cut down sinful mages and demons. As for now? A pile of fragments sitting in the basement waiting to be reforged were even more useless.

Livia stretched out her small hand and covered Alessina's blade. Her large, emerald-like eyes looked at Alessina, and she nodded slightly. Instantly, fine runes lit up on the blade, and her expression spoke volumes: "You've been enhanced."

Alessina held a single-handed sword in each hand. As a beast-human warrior, her arm strength was enough to use these two iron swords as short swords. "Clang!" The sword in her right hand was unsurprisingly caught by the Night King, who used his left hand instead.

He maintained his dominance over Leon with just one hand holding the sword, while his left hand gripped Alessina's blade tightly with an iron gauntlet. Runes and his palm emitted arcs of light like welding. Before the blade in Alessina's left hand could thrust out, he forcefully flung her to the edge of the platform. She then forcefully plunged the blade into the platform, creating two long grooves before stopping her retreat.

The beast-woman turned her head to look at the abyss less than half a meter from her heels, took a deep breath. This guy's strength was too great, at least at the level of "Supernatural Strength V". In the Orc Alliance, he would be at least a warrior of the level of a chieftain. No wonder even Leon, a high-ranking paladin of the church, was having such a hard time fighting him. It seems that she needs to change her tactics.

Leon immediately seized the moment when the Night King was distracted by Alessina, his muscles bulged, and his life force rapidly transformed into extraordinary strength and agility. He unleashed a burst of attack with his wolf-headed silver sword at the point where the Night King's right arm, which was holding the sword, connected to his shoulder armor, forcing the opponent to refocus his attention.

With a flick of his right wrist, the Night King summoned a demonic sword constructed from the four elements, deftly deflecting Leon's attack. Almost without warning, his swordsmanship shifted to a light and agile style, followed by a series of continuous, resounding clangs. Every attack Leon made was skillfully blocked or deflected, and the blade, burning with golden holy flames, could only futilely spark before the mountain-like defense.

Even when wielding a sword with one hand, and even when he needs to be wary of Alessina, Roach who is constantly making small moves, and the witch who seems to be preparing some kind of spell, he can easily deal with any of Leon's attacks.

Using the curvature of the platform's edge, Alessina approached the Night King from his left rear like a nimble predator. Two iron swords, enhanced by Livia, moved silently yet deadly, one above the other—one swiftly stabbing towards the gap behind the knee joint of his heavy armor, while the other sharply slashed towards the center of his back, attempting to find a weak point at the joint of his armor.

Faced with the simultaneous attacks from above and below, the Night King's massive body displayed incredible coordination and speed. The demonic sword that blocked Leon's silver sword retracted backward while deflecting the final blow. With a slight twist of his wrist, the heavy sword tip, like a scorpion's sting, swiftly and accurately pierced the spine of the sword behind Alessina's knee as he attacked from below!

Despite the rune enhancement from Livia, the iron sword that Alessina thrust downwards shattered in the middle the instant it touched the tip of the Four Elemental Swords! The fragments scattered like fireflies.

As the Night King shattered the sword below, his left foot remained rooted to the spot, while his left elbow, covered in black iron armor, delivered a seemingly casual yet incredibly swift thrust, precisely striking the side of another sword that Alessina was swinging towards his back.

The iron sword flew out of his hand, spinning as it flew into the distance before landing on the ground with a crisp clang, its blade completely deformed and bent beyond recognition.

Without even glancing at the weapon flying out behind him, his right hand, wielding the demonic sword, once again drew a deadly arc, accompanied by a terrifying whooshing sound, slashing down at Leon, whose attack had just missed!

Leon could only hold his silver sword above his head to take the blow, and he was cleaved back several meters, his iron boots leaving two streaks of sparks on the ground.

"Hmph~" The Night King gripped the other half of the broken sword in Alessina's hand and kicked it, forcing the beast-girl to drop her weapon and retreat. The blade made a metallic twisting sound as it hit his palm, and soon fragments, still retaining some of the runic glow, fell to the ground between the Night King's outstretched fingers.

"That's it?" The Night King resumed his initial posture, his hands resting on the hilt of his sword, looking down at the group of people before him. "Truly disappointing. It's hard to imagine how you got past those guards. Did you cheat with golems? Do you need me to fix that golem for you?" The Night King pointed to two completely petrified golems at the edge of the platform.

"That's great!" Leslie couldn't help but say. "It would be best if we got a few more, then you definitely wouldn't be bored." A 12-meter-tall, heavy dark gold metal golem would definitely bring endless surprises to the Night King.

King Eternal Night paused, glancing seriously at Leslie. Given his status and experience, even the clowns in the palace wouldn't dare speak to him like that, unless their family tree was mass-produced. He even felt that fighting these people here was an insult to himself.

"Alright, let's end this." The Night King slightly raised his left hand, and the power from the Calamity of the Earth gathered into a pitch-black sphere. One of the manifestations of the Earth Elemental Domain is gravity. The silent rays swept directly towards Roach and the others, but subtly avoided Livia. "Hey!" The elemental rays suddenly deflected, passing by the witch's side, and the chaotic force field pulled at a few strands of her hair.

"Bang!" A sound that should hardly have appeared in this scene and era rang out. The Night King withdrew his left hand again, raised his hand and touched the side of his helmet. A molten mark appeared there. This was almost the first "injury" since the start of the war.

“Not bad,” the Night King said, looking at the strange weapon in Roach’s hand. Long pipes connected to the rune plate on his lower back, with two pairs of X-shaped crossed crossbow arms. However, the arms were too short to provide any power, and there was no bowstring. The crossbow arms were covered with dense glowing runes.

The crossbow body had no grooves, but instead a row of fishbone-shaped protrusions, topped with a simple metal cylinder. At the very front of the crossbow was a round opening that was still emitting faint wisps of wind elemental light.

The Night King turned his head and looked behind him. On the rock wall opposite the platform was a round hole with an X-shaped tear mark. It was some kind of wind elemental magic bullet, no, it should also be a physical attack. Moreover, it hit him before he heard the sound. No wonder he almost didn't have time to react.

"..." Roach felt a bitter taste in his mouth. This wasn't the low-powered rapid-fire bullets from before; it was the enhanced armor-piercing explosive rounds specifically designed to deal with golems and puppets, and it was even in sniper mode on the magic crossbow. If even this missed, then...

"What is this thing called?" The Night King was not in a hurry to retaliate, and did not even mind giving Leon and Alessina a chance to catch their breath, or letting the witch draw new iron from the rock wall to temporarily forge two iron swords for Alessina to use. He was more interested in the weapon in Roach's hand.

"Magic Crossbow"

"Hmm, what an uninteresting name. But I'll remember it. If you were in my time, you could choose any territory within a thousand miles, except around my capital." The Night King nodded slightly. Compared to the clown who had previously occupied this body, this one truly had the magnanimity of an arrogant tyrant.

"Unfortunately..." Four elemental orbs appeared beside the Night King, "These toys are still not enough for me."

Without hesitation, Roach activated the rune disk. The depleted rune material tube popped out, and he quickly pulled out a new one to insert. Then, he took out four armor-piercing explosive rounds from his pocket and showed them to the Night King. The Night King immediately stopped moving, thinking that the weapon could only be fired once.

This aligns with his understanding of such magical weapons. However, this is fine too, as it allows him to play with them a little longer. He casually raised his left hand, and a wind elemental bullet compressed to its limit was hurled out.

"Protect!" Leon appeared in front of Roach and Livia without anyone noticing. He plunged his wolf-headed silver sword into the ground, and brilliant holy flames erupted from the sides of the blade, spreading out like six wings to form a shield.

The wind elemental projectiles struck the winged shield, scattering golden fragments of holy flame. Almost at the moment they were about to pierce through Leon's defenses, Livia reached out her hand, and the raging wind elements returned to her palm, transforming into a new power—a state that the Night King couldn't quite understand, yet seemed closer to the very essence of elemental power.

Roach and Livia's research revealed the more fundamental aspect of the four elemental powers—the fire and wind elements—to be the "dynamic element." The witch then imbued this new power into Roach's ammunition. This action made the Night King feel slightly threatened, and he immediately stepped forward to interrupt the process.

Alessina, who had almost ignored the threat of "Take this!", spread her twin swords at her sides and slashed at the Night King's back like a spinning top.

"Hmph!" Flames and rocks merged into one, transforming into a molten lava fist that slammed heavily into Alessina's twin swords. "Do you all think I am the kind of simple warrior I am?"

The Night King shook his head. However, he was slightly surprised that Alessina was only knocked away. He looked down at his palm. He was originally proficient in the four elemental arcane arts and sorcery, but... now it seemed that the strength of the wind and fire elements had obviously decreased a lot, and the water element part was even worse... Was it the influence of the power of the Earth Calamity?

As the part of the Earth Goddess that was expelled, he did indeed have a stronger affinity for the earth, which seemed to have some effect on him, causing his control over the other three elements to decrease significantly.

"Hoo~" Leon gripped the wolf-headed silver sword, looking disheveled, with large beads of sweat dripping down his chin, his eyes fixed on the Night King.

"Now it's your turn. What do you have to do to make me smile?" He ignored Livia, who was also anxiously injecting magic into Roach's ammunition, and instead looked at Leslie and the nervous Lulua. "Hmm, the power of the night. I wonder if your goddess has improved over the years? To be tricked into a mortal's body and then be restricted by her own rules."

"You actually know about the Kingdom of Luster?" Leslie was somewhat surprised. She had thought that the two were from different eras. So, they were actually countries from the same era?

"If it weren't for their absurd incompetence, I wouldn't exist," King Eternal Night chuckled. Thanks to those good-for-nothings, otherwise, if that vast country still existed, he wouldn't have risen to power.