Chapter 1053: Self-Destructing Heroic Spirit, Seizing the Demon Hammer, Abundant Rewards! (Part 2)

Chapter 1053 -637: Self-Destructing Heroic Spirit, Seizing the Demon Hammer, Abundant Rewards! (Part 2)

The backlash from the Shield of Death Protection cast by Vigus caused him to sway backward.

Before he could fall, Olaf swung his right hand, and the Frost Battle Hammer had already torn a long gash on him.

The wound hadn’t had time to bleed before a chill of ice-cold frozen Qi entered his body.

The injured demon was instantly frozen.

Several Blood Spirit Mages cast Poison Nova, Flesh Burst, and other skills almost simultaneously on him.

“Boom!”

The explosion of Death Energy blew this demon into pieces.

A force then entered Fang Zhou’s body, and a glimmer of light appeared in his somewhat waning eyes.

This was the energy recovery effect brought by Blood and Flesh Sucking.

Fang Zhou cast a wide Rotting Aura over all the demons and replenished two dispersed Blood Spirit Warriors.

With the help of Tiamat and Vigus, Olaf led the Blood Spirit Warriors to firmly block over twenty Frost Demons.

Having continuously cast several High Tier magic spells, the energy Fang Zhou gained from the Harvest Festival was exhausted, leaving him somewhat weary.

A team of Demon Soldiers, having broken through the legion’s defense, saw Fang Zhou’s condition and thought it was an opportunity, circumventing a few obstructive trees to charge toward Fang Zhou.

Within ten meters of Fang Zhou, seeing the unarmed Undead Mage at close range, a dozen Demon Descendant Soldiers showed delight.

The two leading soldiers in the middle raised their swords high, preparing to charge, when the situation suddenly reversed.

To their horror, they discovered that their strength was continuously draining away.

First, it was their power, then stamina, and finally, they felt life itself leaving them.

Blood and Flesh Sucking!

This was an Undead Magic that achieved self-healing by cursing and damaging its target.

Fang Zhou needed replenishment at that moment.

It was hard to absorb life energy from the better-conditioned Silver Demons, but these ordinary Demon Descendant Soldiers arrived at just the right time.

“Boom! Boom!”

The Demon Soldiers fell to the ground one after another.

As their life essence slipped away, they aged rapidly before one’s eyes.

Although not yet dead, they were practically as good as dead.

Fang Zhou lowered his raised right hand and opened his eyes with a sense of enjoyment.

Vigor once again filled his body, the mana core still weak, but his body could finally keep up with his mind.

In the eyes of Defenders, this kind of self-benefiting Undead Magic was evil and should be destroyed.

But to Fang Zhou, who had killed tens of thousands, it was just another way of killing.

Fang Zhou surveyed the battlefield; after the Calamity Special Operations Team successfully broke through, the Undead Legion struggled to hold on.

The Silver level Blood Spirit Warriors were still fine, with few casualties.

But the Bronze level Spiritual Remains Warriors and even weaker Flesh Servants fell one after another.

Fang Zhou knew it was time for him to leave.

He had already collected all the Silver level Demon and Demon Descendant corpses he could and stored them in the Space Storage Capsule.

With these properly processed, they would be enough to make up for the losses in this great battle.

At that moment, Viscount Landri had also somewhat recovered his fighting power. He walked over with a spare warhammer, his face a ghastly shade.

Trailing behind him were still countless Demon Soldiers.

Seeing that the Calamity Special Operations Team’s soldiers had already successfully retreated and the enemy’s Mage Colonel single-handedly blocked the pursuit, the ugly face of the Demon noble turned even more sour.

Such a severe loss was something the arrogant Viscount Landri had never tasted.

“You damn human scum, I’ll render your soul into lamp oil!”

Fang Zhou coldly sneered, carelessly waving his magic staff over the battlefield.

Several newly summoned Blood Spirit Warriors immediately filled the undead gap left by those fallen to the Frost Demons.

“You think you demon bugs can stop me?”

Viscount Landri’s eyelid twitched, unable to believe Fang Zhou still had unrevealed power.

No longer able to endure this mockery, and unwilling to watch Fang Zhou retreat after devastating half of his battle group, he roared furiously, leaping up and charging at Fang Zhou recklessly.

In mid-air, a figure from the side swung a fierce ax at Viscount Landri.

The viscount, unable to dodge in the air, was forced to raise his warhammer to block the strike.

As the hammer and ax clashed, a profoundly dangerous feeling surged into Viscount Landri’s mind.

In panic, he quickly released the hammer, flipping back to his original spot using the force of the strike.

But by then, it was already too late.

Fang Zhou’s mouth curled into a cold smile.

“Toxic Corpse Explosion!”

Boom!

The forward-pouncing Olaf exploded, a conical plume of golden-level potent death energy forming into a toxic cloud mist spraying at all enemies.

This was Fang Zhou’s most powerful attack measure at the moment, activating Rune Resonance with Harvest Festival, casting Corpse Explosion Skill on Olaf, elevated to golden level.

It was inspiration Fang Zhou acquired in the battle against the Hydra Crocodile King.

Now, it was used on Viscount Landri.

The corrosiveness of the poison mist released from Olaf’s detonation was far stronger than the poison from Fang Zhou’s Poison Cloud Skill.

Trees shrouded by the poison mist emitted white smoke, their vibrant green leaves turning withered and yellow.

Even with the strength of a golden-lower-rank Demon noble like Viscount Landri, he could no longer bother about his soldiers.

He activated a life-saving marvel, harnessed all his magic energy to construct a Desecration Shield, and desperately retreated, leveraging a tree trunk nearby to escape the incoming lethal attack.

He might run, but the other demons couldn’t.

The unfortunate Silver Demon directly hit by the poison failed to even scream before the toxin reached his throat, collapsing backward.

In less than ten seconds, he dissolved into nothing but a pool of blood.

Some splattering droplets of toxin landed on several nearby Silver Demons, the corrosive range expanding continuously.

Quickly, these elite demons followed his footsteps, and this spot became a literal vacuum area.

In the eastern jungle, the poison mist’s coverage expanded, with small trees unable to withstand its corrosiveness continually toppling down.

Even the over twenty Silver-level Frost Demons couldn’t withstand the Toxic Corpse Explosion using Olaf as a raw material, let alone the ordinary Demon Descendant Soldiers.

They suffered heavy losses under this sudden toxin explosion.

“Demon insects,” Fang Zhou, unfazed, stood amidst the poisonous mist, loudly addressing the panting, disgruntled Viscount Landri, “next time we meet, I’ll turn you all into undead.

Opposing me will be your greatest mistake!”

The poison mist in the forest grew thicker, and the figures within it gradually disappeared from sight.

Fang Zhou turned to leave, but suddenly as if recalling something, turned back with a smile and said, “Oh, right, I should also thank you for the Frost Battle Hammer you gave me.

Although not handy for me, I think my undead servant will quite like it.”

Viscount Landri, corrupted by undead poison and utterly powerless, had fiery eyes.

With his arrogance and disdain for humans, he had never suffered such humiliation.

Yet there was nothing he could do about the poisonous mist created from Olaf’s self-destruction.

When the death energy within the poison mist subsided, and the Demon army dispersed the fog, the other side of the forest was silent.

Fang Zhou and his undead servants had already vanished without a trace!

………

Wailing Blood Plain, Blood Moon hangs high.

In the fortress outside Funeral Bell Ranch, Fang Zhou opened his eyes and sighed tiredly.

Over this period, his main body had been in high-intensity combat mode, leaving him with little energy for his clone.

Fortunately, he heavily injured the Calamity Sun Demon Army tailing the Calamity Special Operations Team, shaking off the pursuing tail and slipping into the Dark Jungle.

Next, it will truly be the sea for the fish to leap, the sky for the birds to fly.

Fang Zhou looked at the Heart of the Nether River and Flower of Soul Ash in the Crystal Ball in his hand, a surge of eagerness rising in his heart.