Around the Feathered Serpent, trees rapidly withered, all the weeds dried up, countless corpses crawled out of the soil, and shadows of unknown origin gathered around the Feathered Serpent.
Klein and Alger immediately came to a conclusion: this was definitely a demigod-level Feathered Serpent!
The two unconsciously took another step back. Just the gathered corpses and shadows alone looked difficult to deal with.
As for the Feathered Serpent itself, their spirituality warned them not to look in its direction. Looking at it would very likely get them killed.
Hobart walked forward unhurriedly. He could feel his life force seemingly draining away, so he immediately activated the mark Mr. Azik had given him. The draining process instantly stopped.
If it had been some other demigod-level extraordinary creature, Hobart would have needed to consider whether to hunt it. But an extraordinary creature of the "God of Death" pathway? With the rapier in hand and the mark Azzik had given him, what was there to consider? The Feathered Serpent seemed to sense Hobart's peculiarity as well. Rather than attacking immediately, it sent the corpses and ghosts to launch a probing attack.
Hobart smiled faintly and gave the sword in his hand a graceful, dashing sweep, drawing a beautiful arc through the air and slicing open an "Underworld Rift."
The Living Corpses and shadows sensed something. Ignoring the Feathered Serpent's command, they turned and fled!
But there was no way they could escape. The "Underworld Rift" generated a tremendous suction force. It was not the ordinary kind of suction that came with wind, but one that seemed to seize and drag in every spirit body.
The Living Corpses fell in rows like dominoes, while the shadows suddenly seemed to lose all their strength and were sucked into the "Underworld Rift."
Klein and Alger were