The Terrifying Power of the Undead Saint Magus

Necropolis of the Gods, Sixth Floor!

The Saint Realm powerhouses of the Yulan Continent were battling the Rock Giants.

Often, one person had to face several Rock Giants at once.

Some even found themselves surrounded by ten.

The Four Ultimate Warriors had all transformed, displaying the terrifying power of the ultimate warriors!

None of the Saint Realm powerhouses held back, either. If they did, they might be killed.

Each Rock Giant was on par with the strongest among them, only somewhat weaker than a Saint Realm peak powerhouse. But they had strength in numbers.

"Damn humans, you're asking for death!" When the Rock Monarch saw that Kolan had already killed three Rock Giants, he roared furiously.

He swung his heavy hammer at Kolan.

Kolan didn't try to block the Rock Monarch's hammer head-on. His divine armor could only ward off external attacks. If the enemy's attack struck the internal organs inside his body, he wouldn't be able to withstand it.

He dodged.

"Good grief! What terrifying physical attacks, and what terrifying physical defense!" Even though Kolan had avoided the brunt of the attack, that single blow left him astounded.

His physical attack had failed to shatter even a single rock on the Rock Monarch's body, penetrating only twenty centimeters.

And each layer of hard rock was clearly more than twenty centimeters thick.

Even the shockwave from that terrifying physical attack had been enough to send him staggering backward.

"Die!" The Rock Monarch swung his heavy hammer again.

He was going to smash the human before him to pieces.

Kolan silently focused his thoughts.

Suddenly, vines sprouted from the rocky ground and wrapped around the Rock Monarch.

The Rock Monarch shattered the vines in an instant, but that moment was all Kolan needed to strike again.

His sword slashed into the Rock Monarch without leaving a single mark.

Yet the Rock Monarch's massive body crashed to the ground.

The blow carried a powerful Soul Attack, shattering the soul within the Rock Monarch's Rock Heart.

That was how terrifying Kolan had become.

His physical attacks were a little lacking, and weren't his strongest point. His speed wasn't the best, and his defense was decent. But his Soul Attack was the most terrifying of all.

It was almost impossible to defend against.

Kolan waved a hand and collected the heavy hammer.

He looked around at the others, who were still battling the Rock Giants.

Kolan didn't join in. Killing the Rock Monarch was already quite enough.

The most important thing about the Necropolis of the Gods was the opportunity to temper oneself and break through in the face of life and death.

To obtain a godspark, they had to reach the eleventh floor.

What was more, a divine-level Divine Beast guarded the first twelve floors. It could appear on any floor at any time.

If he did all the work himself, the others would have fewer chances to temper themselves.

Kolan began searching for the passage.

Fifteen minutes later, he finally found it.

Two divine weapons lay at the entrance: a scimitar and a spiked club.

Kolan collected both weapons.

By then, the sixth floor had changed. The weaker ones had fled back to the fifth floor, while the stronger ones had evaded the Rock Giants and were now making their way toward the passage.

Kolan had no idea how many people had died.

Only eighteen human Saint Realm powerhouses, the Saint-level Tyrannosaurus, and the Saint-level Thunder Dragon entered the seventh floor together.

"Kolan, could I borrow the Rock Monarch's heavy hammer?" Amanda hesitated before asking. "Don't worry. I'll return it once we leave the Necropolis of the Gods!"

The hammer was a divine weapon. If he wielded it, his strength would increase considerably, giving him a better chance of surviving in the Necropolis of the Gods.

Kolan took out the hammer and tossed it to Amanda. "Sure!"

Kolan didn't think much of the divine weapon.

"Thank you, Kolan!" Amanda said.

Amanda let the hammer recognize him as its master by dripping blood on it. It shrank to a more manageable size.

But its weight remained the same. It was still a divine weapon.

On the seventh floor, Kolan released all his Saint-level Undead Lifeforms.

He had originally had thirty Saint-level Undead Lifeforms, but ten had been lost on the sixth floor. Now only twenty remained.

The place was blanketed in snow, an endless expanse of white beneath the towering trees. Snow draped over their branches like a silver cloak.

"Roar!" A furious bellow shook the heavens and earth.

Kolan and the others quickly gathered together. Before them, a hundred snow-white bears stood in formation, each one a Saint-level magical beast.

The bear at their head was enormous, more than twice the size of the others.

The sight made many of the people's scalps tingle.

Bear-type magical beasts were known for their thick hides, powerful defenses, and great strength. Their speed and agility might be lacking, but their defense and strength were formidable.

Now there were a full hundred Saint-level bears, and the enormous one leading them clearly wasn't to be trifled with.

"Warriors, kill them, and we'll be free!" the great bear at the head roared.

"Roar!" The other bears raised their heads and bellowed. Their eyes turned blood-red as they charged at Kolan and the others.

"Good grief, have they gone berserk!?" Kolan thought, drawing a sharp breath.

The bears seemed to have lost their reason, consumed by such savagery that they looked ready to tear everyone apart.

Their massive bodies made the ground shake as they charged.

Everyone scattered.

They had no choice. A whole herd of bears charging at once was too terrifying.

Spreading out would weaken the force of their charge.

Kolan sent his twenty Saint-level Undead Lifeforms to fight the bears.

While the others were terrified, Kolan was actually a little excited.

These bears were perfect for capturing their souls to make Soul Gold Beads and using their bodies to create Undead Lifeforms. And if nothing else, he could at least enjoy some delicious bear paws.

"These bears are incredibly tough, with amazing defenses!" Kolan muttered to himself. The Saint-level bears' defenses were almost as formidable as those of the Rock Giants on the sixth floor.

They were terrifying.

Even he would have a hard time killing one with physical attacks alone!

But he could use poison!

The poison brewed by an Undead Saint Magus would knock everyone out unless they were gods.

Kolan took out a bottle of poison from his Space Ring and uncorked it. The poison spread through the air.

Anyone who breathed it in would grow weak and collapse.

That went for the Saint-level bears and the humans alike.

Once they were poisoned, dealing with them was easy.

They were simple to kill, and their souls were easy to capture.

Even the bear king was no exception.

Kolan quickly finished everything, then took out some pills and had everyone take one.

"Kolan, what kind of poison is that? It's terrifying!" Baruch swallowed nervously.

He hadn't been knocked out, but his strength had still been cut in half.

The bears, on the other hand, had all been poisoned and dealt with.

"It's nothing special. It can only deal with Saint Realm powerhouses. It's useless against divine-level powerhouses," Kolan said modestly, waving a hand.

Actually, if they had promptly used Battle Qi shields to keep the poison from entering their bodies, they wouldn't have been knocked out.

But Kolan hadn't warned them, so the bears wouldn't catch on.

The Saint Realm powerhouses all rolled their eyes when they heard that.

This was already terrifying enough!

Now, every one of them had raised their estimation of the Undead Saint Magus's terrifying methods by a whole level.

They'd thought they already had a high enough opinion of how terrifying the Undead Saint Magus's methods were. Only now did they realize they'd still underestimated him.

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