Chapter 1715: Chapter 1532: Lich 1

Chapter 1715: Chapter 1532: Lich 1



In the inky depths of the ocean, far from the chaos engulfing the surface world, a monstrous entity pulsed with a malevolent hunger. Here, in a realm of crushing pressure and perpetual twilight, lurked the Golden Beast, a creature of colossal size and insatiable greed.

The recent skirmish with Hyperion, the self-proclaimed humanity strongest weapon, had left its mark. Though not a crippling blow, the searing magical energy had singed the Golden Beast's scales, leaving behind patches of raw, exposed flesh. Yet, these wounds were a mere inconvenience compared to the burning ambition that consumed the creature. It craved more, a hunger that gnawed at its very being.

Here, in the abyss, the Golden Beast found a temporary haven. The crushing pressure that would crush lesser creatures was a mere annoyance to this leviathan. Its colossal form, a grotesque parody of a serpent crossed with a dragon, dwarfed even the mightiest whales. Scales, once a shimmering, sun-kissed gold, now bore a dull, tarnished sheen, reflecting the faint bioluminescent glow emanating from the ocean floor.

The Golden Beast's movements were slow, deliberate, as it weaved through the bioluminescent forests of kelp and coral. Its serpentine body, easily the length of several galleons strung together, undulated with a predatory grace. Its multiple eyes, glowing embers in the perpetual darkness, scanned the murky depths, searching for anything that could satiate its insatiable hunger.

But the Golden Beast wasn't merely seeking sustenance; it craved power. The very lifeblood of the ocean, the raw mana coursing through the currents, was being devoured by the creature at an alarming rate. Glowing plankton, drawn to the Golden Beast's immense aura, swirled around it like a golden vortex, their bioluminescence dimming as their energy was siphoned away. Glowing fish, once vibrant denizens of the deep, were drawn into the beast's maw, their life force fueling its insatiable hunger.Th.ê most uptodate novels are published on n(0)velbj)n(.)co/m

With each passing moment, the Golden Beast grew. Its scales, once dull, began to regain their luster, a malevolent gold that pulsed with a sickly, unnatural light. The raw mana coursing through its veins fueled its growth, its power increasing exponentially. The ocean floor trembled with each pulsating beat of its monstrous heart, a tremor that echoed through the water column, a silent harbinger of the terror to come.

The Golden Beast, wounded and emboldened, continued its gluttonous feast in the abyss. It was a monstrous anomaly, a ticking time bomb fueled by greed and malice. And while the surface world reeled from the monstrous incursions, a far greater threat festered in the inky depths, waiting for the opportune moment to rise and claim its dominion. He had ordered his subordinates, the other emperor level monsters to wreak havoc while he was strengthening himself.

"Ice Petals!"

A dazzling display of magic erupted from her outstretched hands. Countless crystalline ice flowers, each sparkling with an otherworldly light, materialized in the air. Like a miniature blizzard, they swirled around Maria before launching themselves towards the skeletal

dragon.

The monstrous creature, its empty eye sockets seeming to widen in surprise, roared in defiance. But its defiance was short-lived. The ice flowers, imbued with potent freezing magic, struck the dragon's skeletal frame with a delicate touch that belied their deadly effect. Each blossom, upon contact, bloomed in a burst of shimmering light, instantly encasing the bone it touched in a layer of thick, opaque ice.

The dragon's roar, cut short by the rapid encasement, turned into a chilling screech that echoed through the devastated city. Its massive wings, once capable of generating hurricane- force winds, became weighed down by the growing ice, their frantic flapping a pathetic attempt to break free. Panic flickered in the empty sockets of the skull as the creature realized the inescapable grip of the ice.

Within seconds, the once imposing skeletal dragon was transformed into a grotesque sculpture of frozen bone. The sickly green mist that clung to its form sputtered and died, replaced by a layer of shimmering frost. The monstrous roar was silenced, replaced by an eerie stillness that settled over the battlefield.

But the battle wasn't over yet. With a final, earth-shattering roar, the dragon, its entire body encased in a tomb of ice, slammed into the side of a nearby mountain. The impact sent tremors through the ground, and a plume of dust and debris billowed skyward.

BOOM!

The sound echoed through the ruined city, a testament to the power of Maria's magic and the final, desperate act of the skeletal dragon. However, Maria remained suspended in the air, her expression unreadable.