Woma Cult Master 2

"Don't just stand there! He's only just awakened, and his strength hasn't fully recovered yet. Now's our chance!" Everyone had seen the Return Scroll in Chen Feng's hand and the look on his face. They knew this space had been sealed off.

The Heavenly Master let out a furious roar. Two talismans shot from his hand, transforming into golden and blue characters that settled over the group.

Then the Divine Beast that had always followed him began to swell rapidly, entering its combat form.

Chen Feng also drew his Zhanmadao. Since they couldn't escape, they would just have to fight.

Seeing the group preparing to charge, the Woma Cult Master waved his right hand again. The evil energy filling the air began swiftly burrowing into the corpses of the half-orcs on the ground.

As the energy seeped in, the half-orc corpses began changing in different ways. Some started to shrivel, their legs gradually disappearing as the fur on their bodies fell away. They became giant insects with vaguely human faces, supporting themselves on their hands as they lunged at Chen Feng and the others.

These corpses changed the fastest. The rest transformed in their own ways: some gradually turned red, others black, while scales covered their skin and batlike wings sprouted from their backs.

Before long, the entire third floor of Woma Temple was packed with newly revived monsters.

Woma Warriors, Woma Guards, Flame Womas...

Monsters that had once filled Woma Temple appeared once more, crowding every inch of its third floor.

"Roar! Awooo!" The monsters roared in unison, then charged at Chen Feng and the other three.

A scarlet Flame Woma with wings leaped high into the air and spewed a torrent of fire at the Divine Beast, the nearest target.

The flames washed over the Divine Beast, but didn't singe a single hair.

That only enraged the Divine Beast. A long pillar of fire burst from its mouth, sweeping across a wider area as it turned its head. Any monster caught in the flames lasted only a few seconds before turning to ash.

"Forget the minions. Leave them to me. You go after the big one!" the Magic God called. She swung the Bone Jade Scepter, and two arm-thick bolts of lightning appeared before her, streaking toward the distance in a crisscross pattern.

In an instant, every monster in a straight line before her was blasted into charred husks and crashed to the ground. She cast another spell, and the entire third floor grew scorching hot. Pillars of fire erupted from the floor, continuously burning the monsters within the wall of flames.

Though these monsters had all been transformed from dead half-orcs, this was no ordinary fire. The flames, imbued with Magic Power, also scorched the souls imprisoned inside them, drawing anguished screams from their throats.

Seeing the Magic God make her move, the other two didn't hesitate either. Holy War hefted the Judgment Staff and charged at the Woma Cult Master. Every monster in his path was knocked aside by his brute force, and he soon reached the altar.

In front of the altar, Holy War brought the Judgment Staff down. A razor-sharp Sword Qi cleaved the Woma Warrior before him in two, then continued toward the Woma Cult Master without losing power.

The Woma Cult Master didn't even bother to react to the incoming assassination Sword Qi. His gloomy gaze was fixed on the others as they swiftly cleared out the Woma followers he had revived. Their strength surprised him.

The newly awakened Woma Cult Master had originally planned to watch the group be swallowed by an endless horde of Woma followers and die miserably before him, cheering himself up after so many years in confinement.

But now, it seemed the Woma followers he had revived were no match for these people. He had only just awakened, and his strength hadn't fully returned. He couldn't stray too far from the altar.

He needed time to recover his strength before he could break free of the altar's restraints and reach the outside world. Until then, no one could be allowed to disturb him. That was why he had revived these Woma followers and planned to send them throughout Woma Temple to stop the explorers.

But it looked as though, if he waited any longer, the Woma followers he had revived would be wiped out. At that thought, the Woma Cult Master charged straight at the Magic God.

The incoming assassination Sword Qi grazed the Woma Cult Master's body without leaving so much as a scratch. He rushed behind the Magic God and swiped his massive claw at her chest.

Just as the attack was about to land, a golden Magic Shield appeared in front of the Woma Cult Master's claw.

The sturdy Magic Shield warped under his attack, but it held firm.

The Magic God swung the Bone Jade Scepter, and in an instant, she Teleported away, reappearing elsewhere.

The Woma followers nearby immediately swarmed toward her. Facing the oncoming horde, the Magic God let out an angry shout. A silver light shimmered around her.

Countless bolts of lightning twisted across the floor in every direction. Before the Woma followers within range could even react, they were reduced to charred husks and fell in heaps.

By then, the Divine Beast had appeared behind the Woma Cult Master. It drew a deep breath, then engulfed him in a torrent of flames.

The Woma Cult Master's scales quickly blackened and carbonized, but in an instant, new scales grew from his body. Enraged, he struck the Divine Beast's belly with a vicious swipe of his claw.

Golden blood sprayed everywhere as the Woma Cult Master tore away a huge chunk of flesh.

Despite its grievous wound, the Divine Beast didn't stop attacking. An even thicker stream of fire burst from its mouth. Meanwhile, a silver orb of light spun above it, then sank into its body. The wound in its belly quickly stopped bleeding and began to heal.

Holy War had also reached the Woma Cult Master from behind. The Judgment Staff in his hands blazed with fire as he slammed it viciously into the Woma Cult Master.

If the Divine Beast's holy flames had merely troubled the Woma Cult Master, Holy War's blow truly injured him.

The Judgment Staff unleashed tremendous destructive force under Holy War's immense strength. The flames clinging to the weapon were driven straight into the Woma Cult Master's body, where they burst into a blaze.

"Roar!!!" The Woma Cult Master roared furiously. Ignoring the flames the Divine Beast spewed behind him, he turned and punched at Holy War.

But just then, a bolt of lightning descended from above, briefly paralyzing the Woma Cult Master. A cloud of powder then drifted over on the wind and seeped into his body.

Before long, a burning sensation spread from his skin and registered as pain. He suddenly realized that the powerful regenerative ability that had let him easily withstand the Divine Beast's flames had failed. His scales had been completely carbonized, leaving his skin exposed to the fire.

Chen Feng watched from the sidelines as the three coordinated their attacks with precision.

The Heavenly Master had cast Invisibility on him again, while the Magic God had used Resist Fire Ring to send a group of Woma followers flying. She then kept casting walls of fire, holding all the Woma followers back.

Seeing their master under attack, the Woma followers charged forward like madmen, but they all fell beneath the Magic God's wall of fire.