The three men beneath the moon were not merely striking poses. The moment the Corpse Ghoul noticed them and assumed a fighting stance, the figure holding the sword vanished from beneath the moon. The Corpse Ghoul instinctively dodged to the left, but the Holy Silver Greatsword still easily severed its arm.
Last time they met, the Moonbeam Greatsword had not been particularly destructive against these strange Corpse Ghoul liches. But beneath the battlefield now, Priest Augustus had already arranged enough rituals, and the Corpse Ghoul's special properties were fading away.
As one sword descended, three identical greatswords appeared in the void at the same time, only to have their trajectories diverted by the Space Slash flung from the undead creature's left hand.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
A white skeleton grew from the rotten flesh of its left hand. The swinging arm continuously blocked the Moonbeam Greatsword's attacks, but cracks steadily spread across the bones. As for the severed right shoulder, pink crystals emerged from the wound. It abruptly retreated and appeared ten meters behind itself, lowering its head to tear away the crystal-encrusted flesh. But the black hand above its head, dripping pus and shaped like a giant tree, suddenly pressed it into the ground.
The Corpse Ghoul moved forward beneath the moonlight and barely evaded Doctor Schneider's strike through spatial power. But it then deviated from where it had intended to appear due to the restrictions of the Space Stabilization Aura, appearing directly before Priest Augustus instead:
"Rest in peace~"
The Old Priest extended his right hand and punched the Corpse Ghoul in the head. After a tremendous bang~, it flew backward like a cannonball. Black chains shot out from nearby and tightly bound it in midair. After landing with another dull thud, it could no longer move.
"That