686 Hands Fight the Strongest Monarch Alone, One Hand Pointing to Heaven

Buzz—

Just as the Lich King was lost in thought.

A strange sound suddenly came from the hidden space.

The next moment, its Soul Fire trembled violently.

Alarm bells blared as an overwhelming threat crashed down like mountains and seas.

An indescribable power suddenly erupted from all directions.

Greatly alarmed.

The Lich King, still stunned that its Domain Skill had been broken, could only instinctively turn into mist once more.

But in the next instant.

An intense golden light shot out from the space before it.

It struck directly against the mist the Lich King had become.

In an instant, the buff that had granted it immense damage immunity was directly broken.

Accompanied by a shrill scream.

The purple-black mist was blasted a full thousand meters away.

Before condensing back into the Lich King's original form.

Clearly, this attack was not physical.

It was genuine damage aimed directly at the soul.

Showing off mistification and other wraith-like methods before Iliex, the Undead Saint Law God, was simply showing off one's skill before an expert.

After all, no matter how endlessly an undead transformed, the best way to strike it was to target its Soul Fire directly.

The Lich King's body was visibly unstable in midair.

It had clearly suffered no light injury.

Yet that attack did not disappear.

Instead, it curved around and shot toward it again.

At last, the Judgment Knight made its move.

Taking one step forward, it directly left the slower Bone Dragon King mount behind.

Seeing its old lover being beaten, it naturally could not stand idly by.

Its black Judgment Angel Wings spread once more.

It suddenly accelerated and unleashed a pulling-type knight spiritual skill.

When the Lich King was dragged before it.

The Judgment Knight directly went for an all-out exchange.

The Judgment Knight