Chapter 895

Chapter 895: White Bone Mammoth

The surroundings were pitch black, and even with torches lit, they could only illuminate a five-meter radius before being swallowed by the peculiar necromantic magic.

Lolan Hill walked on the cold stone floor, her footsteps and heartbeat clearly audible. She blinked in the darkness, her crystal-clear eyes flickering with purple light, gradually bringing everything around her into focus in her mind.

While others might find it completely dark, such obstacles were not enough to hinder the perception of this ancient wind’s bearer. After all, perception was part of her domain’s sub-branch; only a specialized opposing domain could nullify it.

About 100 meters ahead, Baron Moroz and several adventurers moved slowly forward. Twenty meters in front of him were a few officers from the Empire. At the back of Baron Moroz’s team followed the butler, along with a girl wearing a hood.

“Ding-dong—” The sound echoed like a drop of water hitting the ground, clear and prominent in the silent world.

A skeletal behemoth rose slowly before them. A fragment of bone fell from its dust-covered skeleton, landing on the ground and bouncing up again.

“What is that!?”

The officers at the forefront exclaimed as their torches finally touched the feet of this colossal beast.

Towering over ten meters tall, the skeletal creature was fierce and wild, unlike anything formed naturally. It had the outline of a mammoth, with long tusks split into four parts below its mouth, each tip adorned with tiny serrations. Its white bone limbs resembled temple pillars, gray and heavy. When it stepped, debris and dust rained down from above, causing people to sneeze and feel fear.

“Roar—”

Glowing blue soul flames ignited in its eye sockets, awakening the ancient guardian beast from its slumber with a silent roar. It was a scream from the soul, making all the extraordinary beings around tremble, some even fainting on the spot.

Necromancer Sequence 7 · White Bone Mammoth (Rating: Broken Coral Tier)

Talent:

[Great Strength] (Excellent): Powerful and simple strength, instilling fear in many creatures.

Ability:

[Refined Skeletal Remains] (Superior): Through the transformation by necromancers, this skeletal creature’s bones are exceptionally tough, immune to most minor damage. In the past, such war beasts were often used for sieging.

[Heavy Stance] (Rare): Within a 200-meter radius around this giant, any creature would experience double the gravitational pull, making movement difficult. (Due to its incomplete form, this ability cannot be fully utilized currently.)

Skill: [Earthquake Lv. 6][Soul Wail Lv. 5][Siege Charge Lv. 5][Feast on Corpses Lv. 5]

Rating: Although it is a Sequence 7 war beast, due to the corrosion of time, its power has greatly diminished. Perhaps it still has a chance to be defeated at Sequence 6?

Lolan Hill stood in place, scrutinizing the giant beast, while the people ahead…

The battle began.

“Three锋阵·Double绞杀!” The three officers shouted in unison, forming the most basic resonance array. Two of them moved forward while one stayed behind, advancing in an交错 pattern towards the mammoth skeleton.

Before they could reach it, the mammoth lifted its foot and stomped down heavily, sending out a silent shockwave. The three officers were struck as if by a heavy hammer, their bones cracking audibly as they were sent flying, leaving long trails of blood on the ground.

Despite being the weakest at Sequence 7, it was still an overwhelmingly powerful existence compared to these three Sequence 5 officers.

Enraged by the attack, the mammoth did not stop. After sending off the three officers, it charged forward again, its lowered tusks like massive battering rams. Baron Moroz and his party, who were already quite close, were horrified. Several adventurers cried out and fled into the darkness, but seemed to trip over something, rolling in a series of thuds.

“How interesting.” Among the crowd, only this Eastern swordsman remained calm as he watched the giant beast.

Facing the rushing shockwave head-on, he did not flinch. Instead, he slowly placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, took a deep breath, and fixed his stance firmly on the ground like a rock.

‘Back Lu Fire · Seventh Blade of the Sword’

A dazzling arc of the blade slashed upward from below, a brilliant flame slicing through momentarily before dissipating into orange-red particles. The flame cut from the blade, slightly deflecting the sharp tusk, passing through the fleeting gap, and striking the mammoth’s eye socket, cutting through the glowing blue flames within.

The injured soul roared silently, its soul-shriek echoing throughout the hall, causing everyone to tremble with fear.

“Quite strong,” Yan Liuyan wiped the blood from his nose, which had been shaken out due to internal injuries. He gripped the hilt again and charged forward.

He dodged the mammoth’s frenzied attacks, then leaped high, aiming his long sword at the beast’s spine and delivering a heavy blow.

Sparks flew up along the spine, debris scattering everywhere. The dense necromantic magic was briefly disrupted. The mammoth, feeling pain, turned back, chasing after this tiny insect that had teased it.

Unfortunately, compared to Yan Liuyan, this war beast was rather clumsy. Its attacks seemed to hit nothing but air, allowing the man to evade easily.

Thus, man and beast continued their relentless struggle within the hall, stirring up gusts of wind and debris, making it impossible for others to stay nearby.

Baron Moroz, sitting on the ground, looked fearfully at the distant mammoth, but soon shifted his gaze to Yan Liuyan’s swift and agile movements.

“If only I had such power,” he thought to himself, then pushed himself up again, preparing to circle around from the corner. As he moved forward, he unexpectedly encountered three familiar faces—the very three officers they had met earlier.

Compared to the fleeing adventurers, these officers showed more confidence and unity.

Seeing Baron Moroz, they also expressed surprise, then quickly came up with new ideas.

“Then let Baron Moroz lead the way ahead.” At this point, they no longer cared about etiquette.

Baron Moroz walked forward expressionlessly, leading the group. Behind them, unnoticed, a young lady finally stepped out of the darkness.

“Wearing this dress is still somewhat inconvenient.” Lolan Hill looked at the skeletal mammoth fighting with Yan Liuyan and sighed.

“Ha! Huoluo Fire · Saber Thirty-One!” Yan Liuyan shouted loudly. The long saber in his hand seemed to melt, transforming into a dazzling light that slashed down, striking the same wounded spot once more.

Repeating this process, the originally cracked bone could no longer bear the strain and broke apart. The skeletal mammoth fell sideways unwillingly.

“Huff, huff.” In the darkness, Yan Liuyan panted heavily. He was close to his limit. Although his earlier dodging appeared effortless, he was constantly struggling against the invisible gravity, expending much effort to overcome its influence.

If the gravity were any stronger, it would likely have been him who fell.

After defeating the mammoth, Yan Liuyan prepared to leave, but suddenly stopped.

“Who’s there!” He sensed a presence behind him.

“It’s me, Mesia,” Lolan Hill said easily as she stepped forward.

“Ah, it’s Miss Mesia.” Hearing her clear and pleasant voice, Yan Liuyan relaxed. How did she move so silently, like the past chairman? Even he had difficulty noticing her.

Recalling the black-haired, red-eyed girl, Yan Liuyan sighed. She was probably an insurmountable mountain in his life. Despite ten years passing, he still couldn’t catch up to her, yet time had mercilessly passed by.

“How are you, Miss Mesia? You don’t seem injured.”

“Mm, but we’ll talk later. There’s still something unfinished.” Lolan Hill slowly drew her sword, facing the shadows in the darkness.

The skeletal mammoth stood again, chewing sounds audible from its mouth, and its originally broken spine seemed to be healing.

“Truly resilient.” The young lady sighed softly, then took small steps forward, gradually accelerating until she seemed to flash, leaving only fading afterimages behind.

A pale purple sword blade flashed silently in the darkness, without the sparks or clashing sounds of physical strikes. The purple sword marks sliced through the massive mammoth like a fine net.

When Yan Liuyan approached again, he saw the towering mammoth collapse like a stack of blocks, bones of various sizes scattering everywhere.

“Could this be another peerless genius?” Yan Liuyan, who thought highly of his own talent, couldn’t help but be stunned. Perhaps he and the others had misjudged Miss Mesia. She might be the strongest Extraordinary Being among them in this underground expedition.

At this moment, the Eastern swordsman also put aside his previous disdain and quickly caught up, entering the final treasure chamber.

(End of Chapter)