Three Fools Raise Hell in the Undead Realm

"Water Dragon Bullet!"

"Gale Slash!"

"Holy Light!"

Water God, Sword Master in the Snow, Evergreen, and the others rushed in together, hurling skills at the Undead Assassin as though they cost nothing.

The Undead Assassin was formidable, but Spatial Banishment had already swallowed one of his arms, and Mirror's Spatial Lockdown restricted his movements. For a time, the group beat him down so hard he could barely lift his head.

"Damn you! You insects!" the Undead Assassin roared, helpless to do anything about it.

He had never imagined that he, a mighty Demigod-grade fighter, would be driven to this point by a bunch of Saint Domain-grade insects.

If word got out, how could he ever show his face in the Undead Realm again?

"Heh, that'll teach you to act tough. Know what you're up against now?" Water God said with a smug grin.

He controlled the Water Dragon, making it spit water arrows at the Undead Assassin without pause and leaving him in a sorry state.

With the endlessly reviving Hung King's Imperial Guard thrown in, they were putting on quite a performance.

"Water God, could you stop showing off?" Dawn couldn't help saying. "You're going to jinx it!"

"Oh, shut it, you jinx!" Water God curled his lip. "Look at him. He's missing an arm. What's he going to do, turn the tables?"

Before he had finished speaking, a powerful surge of dark energy erupted from the Undead Assassin.

"Not good! He's going all out!" Mirror's expression changed, and she hurried to warn them.

"Darkness Blast!"

The Undead Assassin roared. Space around him twisted in an instant, then exploded.

The tremendous impact sent everyone flying.

Fortunately, Mirror threw out the Spatial Folding Mirror in time to soften the shockwave. Otherwise, that blast alone would have left Water God and