Chapter 879 879: Late
Almost every Purebloods in the entire camp rushed towards the direction to search for Karyk.
Only a small group of Generals stayed behind, feeling regretful that they couldn't join in. They were the core group and couldn't leave the barrier.
Not even trying to hide himself, the Undead created a lot of loud movements, making his presence known intentionally. Meanwhile, Karyk also entered the area, completely undetected.
"I should have enough strength for one more attack. But after that..."
He walked towards the portal, lost in thought on how to handle this situation. At any cost, he had to pass through the portal with only one attack worth of strength left.
As Karyk reached the proximity of the portal, he cast an invisibility spell on him. He could already see four Generals, one covering each direction of the portal.
As soon as he entered the hundred meters range of the portal, the General facing his direction opened his eyes. Without a second thought, the General swung his sword, sending an arc of energy in Karyk's direction.
Karyk was stunned at being attacked. He quickly dodged to the side. However, instead of staying still, he started running towards the portal while avoiding the attack.
"I had considered the possibility, but it looks like invisibility truly doesn't work on stronger Elzeirans..."
The other three Generals were also alerted as soon as they saw the attack.
Karyk's invisibility was over, and seeing him, all the Generals grew excited. It was as if they were predators who had seen a delicious prey.
"Looks like it's our lucky day!" One of the Generals laughed. "I can only imagine the faces of the others when they return!"
Two of the Generals ran ahead to face Karyk. The other two stayed behind, keeping an eye on his every movement.
Karyk coughed out a mouthful of blood, weakly pushing his body up.
"So this is what it feels like to be as weak as a mortal. It reminds me of the days I entered the Realm of Death." He wiped the blood off his lips as he turned towards the four Generals.
"So the news was right. You were weak. If you don't want to be killed, quickly surrender!" A General commanded Karyk, aiming his sword at the pale faced young man.
"Ha... Haha... Hahahaha!" Karyk burst into laughter as if he had gone mad. He placed his palms on his face as his laughter echoed in the surroundings.
As he removed his hands, his blood red eyes shone with a deadly killing intent. "Aren't you a step too late?"
The Generals exchanged uneasy glances as they felt a chill run down their spines. They felt cold winds circling around Karyk as strange particles of light were absorbed inside his body.
"It seems you have chosen death then!" The General exclaimed. Although he didn't know what this scary feeling was, it didn't matter.
"In that case you can only..." he muttered. His figure disappeared mid sentence.
"Die!" At the next moment, he appeared behind Karyk.
His Sword sliced through Karyk's body. However, his face went dark as he didn't hear Karyk's painful cry.
Instead, a roar filled with pain came from the distance where the other Generals were standing.
He saw Karyk standing behind the headless bodies of three Generals, blood dripping down his sword.
Karyk's complexion recovered as he was out of Elzeira. The Elements here were free for him to absorb and recover his strength. Each passing second, he was recovering his strength.
Moreover, he didn't even need to use his own strength to attack. He could attack with his full strength just by using the elements in his surroundings.
The General watched the three bodies collapse. His hands trembled, not understanding why the three Generals weren't recovering.