"What a peculiar creation..." Deng Lun’s gaze burned as he stared at Chen Yu on Peggy’s back in the distance. He wasn’t looking at an enemy; he was admiring a masterpiece.
He seemed utterly unconcerned about being completely surrounded.
"You seem puzzled. Are you wondering why I’m not afraid?" he asked suddenly, his voice thick with curiosity.
Chen Yu’s gel-like body stiffened for a moment.
’Who asked?’
Seeing the boss was about to start posturing, the Blood Legion, hovering in the air, responded instantly at Beet’s command.
"HUMMM!"
Another dense volley of dark-red Moldable Blood Balls shot out like a meteor shower, raining down and blanketing the Blood Race Castle.
"THUD THUD THUD..."
The blood balls smashed against the castle’s sturdy outer walls, exquisite stone carvings, and windows, making dull thuds. This was immediately followed by the loud "SZZZ" of intense corrosion, forcing the Blood Race members to scramble for cover in disarray.
The Goblin Army stationed in the open areas outside the castle wasn’t so lucky.
Their crude tents were easily torn apart, and the foul-smelling camp was blasted into chaos. Goblin soldiers shrieked in agony as they were caught in the explosions and corrosive effects of the blood balls, suffering heavy casualties.
Faced with this ferocious barrage, Deng Lun remained silent, calmly waving the skull-topped Magic Staff in his hand.
[False Life]
Instantly, the darkness in the surrounding space seemed to come alive. As if pulled by an invisible force, it converged on his body, forming a profound dark shield that enveloped him.
The Moldable Blood Balls, potent enough to corrode flesh, struck the shield and vanished without a sound, like pebbles dropped into a deep pool, causing only faint ripples.
Even the energy beams fired by the Goblin Rippers from the rear were strangely deflected when they came within a certain range of his body, as if they had struck a distorted force field created by a Magic Item.
Chen Yu was surprised.
’To tank a volley of blood balls and energy beams so easily... This guy’s strength is clearly beyond the scope of an Elite Professional.’
Deng Lun’s gaze passed over Chen Yu and fell upon Casimir, who stood among the Demon Legion.
"Sir Casimir, so you have finally betrayed the Blood Race. Betrayed me and our teacher."
Casimir gave him a long look and spread his hands. "My dear Deng Lun, this isn’t about honor or betrayal. I am simply seeking a new path for the Blood Race."
"After all, my sense of smell is far more sensitive than yours. I simply cannot tolerate those filthy, stinking goblins."
Deng Lun’s gaze turned cold. Ignoring Casimir, his aura suddenly became deathly still. His face seemed to be shrouded in shadow, his features indistinct, as if he had become a different person in that instant.
He had become some kind of ancient, terrifying being.
"It is time to end this tedious farce."
He raised his Magic Staff high and chanted an esoteric incantation. Instantly, the skull atop the staff flared with a ghastly green soulfire.
[Withering Skill]
A visible, ashen-gray mist was drawn from his body. It coiled at the tip of his Magic Staff like a writhing viper, its radiating aura corroding away the very stone steps beneath his feet.
And his target, unsurprisingly, was Chen Yu.
The power emanating from this Magic was far more terrifying than any Chen Yu had ever witnessed.
’This power is definitely beyond the grasp of the Elite Tier. This is power bordering on the Extraordinary!’
"My lord, KAKA!" The loyal Xiaoka beat its wings, about to charge in front of Chen Yu, but was held back by Chen Yu’s small, gel-like hand.
For a moment, Chen Yu even considered using a Life Droplet.
But the ashen mist was too fast. It easily withered several Poisonous Sting Bees that tried to intercept it before sinking, unimpeded, into his gel-like body.
"PFFT..."
In an instant, as if struck by a vicious curse, Chen Yu’s entire gel-like body lost its sheen under the ashen aura’s influence. Wrinkles visibly formed across his surface.
This deathly power spread madly through his body, continuously draining his life force.
"Did it work?" Inside the castle, the hidden Blood Race elders were all watching the scene unfold.
But the hopeful expressions on their faces did not last long; they soon realized something was wrong.
The ashen discoloration on the Slime didn’t spread as they’d expected, which would have reduced it to a lifeless pool of withered sludge.
Instead, from within the wrinkled Gel, a vast, green life force bloomed. Wherever it spread, the ashen wrinkles rapidly smoothed away.
Chen Yu carefully assessed the magical power rampaging through his body. ’This feels... weaker than I thought. It only took away five thousand HP, and I’m a Slime Lord with a whopping eighty thousand HP. In other words, it’s not that the Magic is weak, but that my health bar is just too damn thick! Plus, it was countered by my Life Droplet, so it couldn’t even unleash its full power.’
He even secretly tried using "Devouring and Digesting" to taste the residual magical energy.
To his surprise, after the power was consumed by the black hole, it actually increased his Magic Power!
He felt as if a door to a new world was slowly opening before him. The small eyes he fixed on Deng Lun suddenly lit up with a frightening intensity.
’He’s a walking bag of XP.’
The Blood Race elders fell silent. Deng Lun, too, was stunned.