Final Boss: Other Shore: Lord of the Remnant Nether!
Seven days passed in the blink of an eye.
In his Platinum Luxury Apartment, Xu Lang, unusually, lingered in bed, facing the pillow, extremely unwilling to get up.
[Base Nightmare Coins: 1280, Conversion Rate: 3368%, Total Production: 43110 Nightmare Coins in 8 Hours; "Outer Chamber" Provides an Additional 1030% Conversion Rate, Total Production: 6592 Nightmare Coins in 4 Hours, Total: 50982 Nightmare Coins]
[Total Nightmare Coins: 809820]
[Attributes: Constitution 465, Spirit 465, Seven Kill Blood Qi 120, Pure Yang True Qi 120]
He desperately wants a second Underworld Invitation.
If I sleep for another seven days and seven nights, I'll have 200,000 Nightmare Coins.
After entering the Netherworld, Xu Lang had been strengthening his connection with Aygul and the others, and successfully summoned them last night.
These mistresses were all extremely trusted confidantes and wouldn't say much; they would go back as soon as their time was up.
"Xu Lang, get up now, the final boss is coming out soon." Cao Yaxuan, fully dressed, knelt on the bed and nudged Xu Lang.
"Let me do it!" Red Butterfly grinned mischievously, stood on the bed, and stepped down.
Xu Lang grabbed her black-stockinged foot with his other hand, feeling its cool, smooth texture. "Okay, okay, I understand, I'll get up right away."
"Xu Lang, what's wrong with you today? We're about to go Dormitory Building, why don't you have any motivation?" Cao Yaxuan said, scratching her head.
"Because this kind of relaxed life is so comfortable. Once I get back, I'll be playing games again," Xu Lang lamented.
Cao Yaxuan thought about it and agreed that it made sense.
However, she still felt it would be better to Dormitory Building sooner.
The Red Light Sphere had grown to an extremely terrifying level; she felt a chill run down her spine just looking at it.
Xu Lang yawned as he got out of bed, quickly becoming full of energy.
His dual attributes, both reaching a high of 400, grant him Transcendent speed of energy recovery and concentration.
As Xu Lang stepped out of the dormitory, he looked up and saw the blood-red ball of light, more than thirty meters in diameter, floating in the air!
The space around this crimson orb was distorted, like a small black hole, constantly sucking in and twisting everything around it.
Wang Yazhi, Tong Qi, Hundred Flowers Thought Emperor, and the others were all outside, staring intently at the ball of light.
In their perception, this thing was more dangerous than a nuclear bomb.
"Xu Lang, you're awake." Wang Yazhi's furrowed brows relaxed slightly.
"Just woke up." Xu Lang nodded, also sensing the unusual situation.
A sense of terror permeated the space between heaven and earth, seeping into the pores and marrow of people.
He closed his eyes and used his Ancient Mind's Eye to sense things; immediately, alarm bells rang loudly, and Omen were everywhere.
This sense of crisis permeates both the material and spiritual realms, and the more one perceives it, the more daunting it becomes.
"Hey, Mr. Xu Lang, how about we don't wait until the last second and activate this BOSS now?" Hundred Flowers Thought Emperor suggested, looking at Xu Lang.
"We've already waited this long, a little longer won't hurt... Anyway, this light orb will activate in about half an hour." Xu Lang said, looking at the seven pots of Dream Ephemeral Flower: "Besides, aren't those seven Epiphyllum growing? I want to see their final stage."
This man is so greedy...
Hundred Flowers Thought Emperor took a deep breath of the cold, trembling air, which was filled with fear, and fell silent.
She was just a complete slacker; if it weren't for Xu Lang and the others, she wouldn't have been able to get to this final stage, and naturally, she had no say in the decision-making process.
In the past few days, she has gotten along very well with Han Jisoo and the others, and has even given Xu Xiaomeng a lot of Martial Dao- related items.
The Dormitory Survival Game isn't about fighting and killing, but about understanding human relationships and social dynamics.
Everyone waited quietly, and in the last three minutes, they all entered the dormitory.
The outside world is no longer suitable for human survival; the air is as oppressive as lead, and with each breath, I feel my mental state declining.
Just as the final three-minute countdown ended, the crimson light suddenly paused, then began to shrink back and take shape.
It was a huge, headless, blood-stained, humanoid figure wielding two swords.
Meanwhile, the Dormitory Survival Game started issuing frantic warnings!
A barrage of prompts appeared before everyone's eyes at once!
[Beep beep beep! The Dormitory Survival Game has detected that the current Dungeon exceeds the player's level. We are providing one information assistance session!]
The final boss of the Netherworld Other Shore is "The Lord of the Remnant Underworld".
[The Other Shore - Lord of the Remnant Underworld]
[Type: Netherworld Source Essence Larva]
[Race Tier: Lord]
[Level: 22]
[Attributes: Constitution 700 (Recovery Mastery), Spirit 2000 (Energy Release Mastery), Nether Soul Power 500 (Merges Netherworld Power, Enhances Recovery, Defense, and Output)]
[Skill--]
[The Other Shore Forbidden Zone (Legendary): A domain-type skill that seals off all space on the Netherworld Other Shore, prohibiting 99% of space-based abilities. While on the other side, damage taken is reduced by 70%, skill casting cost is reduced by 88%, and recovery speed is increased by 500%.]
[Netherworld Source Essence Creature (Legendary): Increases negative energy affinity by 500%, increases negative energy resistance by 500%, and has extremely strong growth potential]
[The Other Shore Twin Swords (Legendary): The Lord of the Remnant Underworld possesses a pair of inseparable swords. The Sun Sword restores everything, while the Yin Sword destroys everything. When the two swords are combined, they generate an energy wave that destroys all matter, energy, and soul.]
[Netherworld Wave (Mythic): Releases an energy wave]
[Nether Soul Pierce (Mythic): The attacks of the Lord of the Remnant Underworld, can traverse space to precisely strike enemies]
[Special Status "Juvenile Form": After 30 minutes, the Lord of the Remnant Underworld will enter the "Mature Form", at which time the racial level will rise to the "Overlord Level"]
[Warning! Warning! Warning! Overlord life form has altered the matter constant and possesses an existence that surpasses the vast majority of matter and rules in reality. Do not allow it to enter this state! Do not allow it to enter this state!]
[This round of the game has a time limit of 35 minutes. Please kill the Lord of the Remnant Underworld the Netherworld within 35 minutes or survive until the end of 35 minutes!]
[Game time has ended. Players will automatically return to the Dormitory Building. Please survive! Please survive! Please survive!]
"Hahaha, as expected, a demon has been born! Now we have another companion!"
"The Sea of Other Shore Flowers has welcomed its master; this place should have been guarded by spirits and deities long ago!"
"He hasn't grown up yet, haha!"
"The thought of those Nether Elder just standing there helplessly makes me want to laugh!"
In some unknown, dark space, four beings sat around a square table, laughing loudly.
A figure wearing a tall hat, with a slender and terrifying build, dressed in a tattered black battle robe covered in congealed black blood, with a white halo emanating from beneath his feet, as if energy and time were being "purified," as if returning to the primordial nothingness.
Another figure, dressed in courtly robes and wearing a golden Mask that constantly changed expressions of "joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, and vexation," toyed with several dice with his slender fingers. These dice were inscribed with lies and delirious ramblings, such as "Heaven is on Earth," "The sea will flow backward," and "Humans are inherently dogs."
The third woman was dressed in a long black palace gown, holding a spindle. One of her pale green eyes was full of life, while the other black eye was lifeless. A black aura flowed on her gown, like a surging black river.
The last one had no fixed form; it was a huge, constantly writhing shadow that sometimes appeared as a giant mouth covered with spiraling teeth, and sometimes as countless arms. It never spoke, but the sound of chewing could be heard from within its body.
"This brother's appearance is quite unique, he has no head... Could he be like the ' Great Greed ' and unable to communicate?" The ghost-like figure wearing a tall hat stared at the square table and chuckled sinisterly.
The square tabletop reflects the image of Sea of Other Shore Flowers, broadcast live.
The chewing sound paused, then grew louder, as if the formless ghost was somewhat displeased.
"With two swords, their fighting strength won't be weak. I like such a powerful partner." The woman in palace attire chuckled, looking at the man wearing a golden Mask: "Jester, those seven pots of Dream Ephemeral Flower you planted weren't wasted after all."
The man wearing the golden Mask chuckled, "It's fortunate those few mortals could stay for so long, otherwise this fellow wouldn't have been born so quickly."