Chapter 120: Chapter 120: John in Danger, The Ninth-Tier Powerhouse

Chapter 120: Chapter 120: John in Danger, The Ninth-Tier Powerhouse



The concealment talisman was only effective against those below the seventh tier, but these terrifying beings were all eighth-tier powerhouses. If they focused their senses, they would undoubtedly detect his presence.

John could only hope that they would be careless enough to overlook him.

"Dark Blood Bat, can you sense anything?" the three-headed black dragon asked, turning to the large humanoid, dark red bat beside him.

"Let me try." The Dark Blood Bat stepped forward, slightly parting its lips to reveal several sharp fangs.

Buzz!

The air trembled as an invisible sound wave pulsed outward, spreading in all directions.

John immediately felt a sense of dread. This humanoid bat had a powerful echolocation ability.

"There!" The Dark Blood Bat instantly pinpointed John's location, pointing directly at the bush where he was hiding.

Cursing under his breath, John shot out of his hiding spot, activating Sword Flight and fleeing as quickly as he could.

"Human!" Sara recognized John, her eyes filled with cold malice. The horn on her forehead crackled with purple electricity, and a bolt of lightning shot down toward him.

Boom!

As expected, John was instantly killed again.

Fortunately, the Resurrection skill of his artifact, The Blessed Ring, had cooled down, allowing him to revive on the spot.

"Be careful! The unicorn's lightning contains soul attacks!" The Undead Lord's voice echoed in his mind.

John didn't need the warning; he could feel it himself. He quickly summoned a Water Mist Clone to distract the powerhouses and bolted away at full speed.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion erupted behind him as his Water Mist Clone was obliterated.

In a flash, Sara appeared in front of John, her speed astonishing.

"Die, human!" she shouted, unleashing another terrifying lightning strike aimed directly at him.

"Sara, have you lost your mind?" Bonnie suddenly appeared between John and Sara, blocking the attack.

"You'd better stay out of this, or I'll kill you too!" Sara's voice was icy, and her murderous intent was palpable.

Bonnie frowned, her expression furious. "Let's see if you're capable of that!"

The two women clashed instantly, dark energy surging as they fought. Both were eighth-tier legendary powerhouses.

But after her encounter with John, Sara's power had significantly increased, giving her the upper hand over Bonnie.

Before John could make his escape, the other powerhouses surrounded him.

"Are you sure it's him?" the three-headed black dragon glanced at John, then looked at the Dark Blood Bat with a puzzled expression.

How could a mere fourth-tier human possibly have comprehended the Dark Element Laws? The Dark Blood Bat stared intently at John and nodded firmly. "Yes, I'm certain. I can still sense the lingering dark law fluctuations on him."

"In that case, this one's mine," growled the Nether Panther from nearby, launching an attack on John.

The Nether Panther was also an eighth-tier legendary powerhouse, far beyond John's ability to contend with.

Crack!

Just as John was about to flee, a bolt of lightning struck down, hitting the Nether Panther.

It was Sara.

The Nether Panther recoiled, its body scorched and emitting a burnt odor. "Sara, how dare you attack me?" it snarled in anger.

"This human is mine. No one else is allowed to touch him!" Sara's voice was icy as she abandoned her fight with Bonnie and lunged at the Nether Panther.

The Panther, weaker than even Bonnie, was quickly overpowered by Sara, unable to mount any effective defense.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, dark energy surged, and a shadowy figure descended from the sky-it was the formidable Behemoth, who also launched an attack on John.

"Behemoth, how dare you!" Bonnie cursed, stepping in front of John without hesitation.

Boom!

The terrifying force of dark energy erupted, sending both John and Bonnie flying.

This Behemoth was even more powerful than Sara.

"Kid, run now!" Bonnie glanced back at John before charging at Behemoth again.

"Be careful, senior!" John called out, feeling a surge of gratitude.

He could tell that Bonnie genuinely wanted to save him, perhaps for the sake of the dark elf

clan.

Without dwelling on it, John turned and ran.

Two shadows flickered, blocking his path from both sides.

It was the Dark Blood Bat and the three-headed black dragon.

"Damn it!" John cursed, his heart sinking into despair. He couldn't handle even one eighth- tier legendary powerhouse, let alone two.

hard in disbelief.

"Wrath of the Gods!" John roared, slashing the longsword down with all his might. A massive sword beam formed, radiating an unstoppable force as it cleaved toward the Nether Panther. The Nether Panther's expression turned to one of terror. With no time to dodge, it braced

itself for the impact.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion shook the ground, creating a massive chasm.

-311,290

-183,000

Two damage numbers flashed above the Panther. Despite unleashing the ultimate skill Wrath

of the Gods, John's base attributes were still too low, resulting in only around 300,000 damage and 180,000 true damage.

The Nether Panther tumbled into the chasm, battered and bruised, but instead of despair, a look of ecstatic relief spread across its face. "I survived! Haha, I actually survived!"

"An artifact!" Behemoth shouted, eyes gleaming as he fixated on the Sword of Divinity and

Demons in John's hands.

The other powerhouses couldn't help but swallow nervously, and almost simultaneously,

they all charged at John.

Bonnie and Sara hesitated only for a moment before stepping in to block the others.

The two women managed to hold off the three-headed black dragon, the Dark Blood Bat, and

the Nether Panther, but Behemoth, being incredibly powerful, broke through their defenses

and rushed straight at John.

"Die, kid!" Behemoth bellowed, as a massive hand covered in swirling purple mist descended from the sky, blotting out the sun as it came crashing down on John.

"Soul attack!" John's expression changed as he sensed that the strange purple mist was a

soul-based assault.

It's over!

Despair filled his heart. This time, it seemed like he was truly going to die here.

Buzz!

But then, a strange humming sound echoed, and Behemoth's massive hand didn't strike down

as expected. Instead, it stopped mid-air, suspended as if held back by some invisible force.

John looked up in confusion and saw a shimmering water barrier above him, silently blocking

what would have been a fatal blow.

"What is this?" he wondered, bewildered.

"Spare me..." Behemoth's expression was now one of sheer terror, his body trembling slightly as he remained frozen in his attack stance, staring upward.

The other eighth-tier powerhouses also halted their attacks, gazing skyward with looks of

reverence.

In the sky, at some point, two elderly men had appeared, standing effortlessly in mid-air. "Ninth-tier powerhouses!" John gasped. Flying without any external aid—this was the hallmark of a ninth-tier expert.

Buzz!

Suddenly, an ice blade materialized out of thin air, slicing through the air with a sharp

whistle. Its target wasn't John, but Behemoth.

Splat!

Blood splattered as a massive arm was severed, flying through the air. Behemoth's face

turned pale as he struggled to contain the pain, clutching the wound on his arm. He collapsed

to his knees with a thud, murmuring, "Thank you, my lord, for sparing my life."

The two elders ignored Behemoth entirely as they descended from the sky, their eyes fixed on

John.

Gulp! John couldn't help but swallow nervously, his heart racing. He had no idea what these

two intended to do.

"Is it him?" one of the elders asked, his tone curious.

The other nodded, his expression filled with a sense of nostalgia. "Who would've thought

that thousands of years have passed outside."

The

first elder frowned, his skepticism evident. "Ben, are you sure you're not mistaken? This

guy is just a human."