Chapter 161 The God of Death’s Demise

Chapter 161 The God of Death's Demise

Long Tian now stood clad in white armor adorned with black lightning motifs, his immortal form fully realized!

The middle-aged man was dumbfounded, completely unprepared for this turn of events. Long Tian's aura was a stark contrast, deviating 180 degrees from that of an ordinary human.

Nevertheless, he swiftly gathered his wits and pointed towards Long Tian, bellowing, "Overwhelm him!" he commanded.

Hundreds of dark souls lunged at Long Tian once more. One of the colossal orcs swung its mace. Yet, the instant it struck Long Tian, he vanished and reappeared behind the orc, surrounded by crackling lightning. He clenched his fist, and the mighty sword, Blade of Olympus, materialized in his grip!

In a single swift motion, he cleaved the blade, severing the orc's neck and sending its massive form crashing to the ground. Infused with divine power, the giant orc could not regenerate and swiftly vaporized into darkness.

Once more, the middle-aged man stood in sheer astonishment. Long Tian wielded the power of darkness and now divine power... Both these abilities were the natural foes of dark souls.

Amidst the chaos, Long Tian twirled with the Blade of Olympus, systematically slaughtering the dark souls one by one. Yet, for every soul he vanquished, more emerged from the shadows on the floor.

He moved with lightning speed, a whirlwind of slashing and cutting through groups of dark souls.

In a lightning-fast motion, he lunged towards the middle-aged man seated on the throne. The tip of his sword pierced the man's head. Yet, it was as if he had stabbed into nothing but mist!

"Even with your divine power, you won't be able to kill me," the man sneered with disdain.

In the very next instant, a figure clad in dark armor, wielding a massive hammer, materialized and struck him. The impact resonated with a deafening "Bang!" as Long Tian was sent hurtling into a pillar crowned with black flames, shattering it into a rain of shards.

Long Tian ascended once more. Despite feeling no pain in his immortal state, he grappled with the dilemma of how to vanquish the middle-aged man. He knew he couldn't sustain this immortal form for much longer. The source of this content is N0veII_bIn

At this moment, he observed the man writhing in agony, his screams blending with the sudden disappearance of some dark souls into nothingness.

He looked around to find out the reason. Suddenly, his eyes focused on the spot where he had just destroyed the black flame pillar.

Realization washed over him, transforming his expression into a triumphant grin. "I've discovered your weakness!"

In a swift motion, he lunged towards another black flame pillar and pummeled it until it shattered.

Instantly, several dark souls vanished into oblivion.

He pressed on, wasting no precious seconds. However, the third pillar was abruptly shielded by dozens of heavily armored figures.

Long Tian's eyes crackled with menacing black lightning as he extended his hands, unleashing bolts of obsidian energy towards the armored figures, creating a deafening "Bang!" that sent them scattering, their forms dissipating like smoke, vanquished by the power Zeus.

Seeing that no one shielded the pillar, he lunged forward, obliterating the third pillar in an instant. Several dark souls met their swift demise. He swiftly moved on, crushing the fourth and fifth pillars, leaving destruction in his wake.

With swift movements, Long Tian reached the second pillar. His hand, infused with divine power and darkness, struck it with immense force. The pillar crumbled, its fiery form extinguished.

Three pillars stood defiantly.

The middle-aged man's eyes widened in horror and fear. He threw everything he had, unleashing a horde of powerful soul beasts, each more menacing than the last.

Rumble!

Long Tian hurled a sphere of black lightning-infused with darkness energy into the air, causing ceaseless black lightning bolts to strike down upon the dark souls blocking Long Tian's path.

With his two black dragons crushing the dark souls along the path, he advanced towards the third pillar and arrived before it. Long Tian struck the pillar with a thunderous blow, the pillar weakened until it finally succumbed to his overwhelming might, leaving only two pillars standing defiantly amidst the chaos.

The middle-aged man's face contorted with despair, his eyes glowing with a frenzied fear. He summoned his most formidable dark souls, creatures with human-like bodies, monstrous strength, and towering at 20 meters tall. These abominations, twisted and malevolent, surged toward Long Tian.

Yet, Long Tian was prepared for the onslaught. His eyes narrowed, and he moved with a grace that belied his raw power. With calculated precision, he evaded every move they made. His black dragons, fierce and untamed, coiled around him like serpents of shadow.

With unyielding resolve, Long Tian reached the fourth pillar. His fists, enveloped in crackling black lightning, struck it with unrelenting force. The pillar cracked and splintered, its black flames sputtering before fading away into nothingness.

One final pillar remained, the source of the mysterious man's power.

Long Tian's eyes burned with determination; he knew he couldn't maintain his immortal mode much longer. He faced the onslaught of the remaining dark souls and soul beasts with fierce strength. With every strike, he retaliated, his black dragons tearing through the enemies with ruthless efficiency.

Finally, he stood before the last pillar. He gathered all his strength, his fists charged with divine power and darkness. With a primal roar, he unleashed a devastating blow that obliterated the pillar, causing the entire chamber to tremble in its wake.

The atmosphere fell into silence. And in the next moment, as the dark souls slowly lost their forms, dissipating into nothingness.

Thousands of dark souls, once menacing, now reduced to mere shadows, vanished into oblivion.

Meanwhile, outside of this castle, the six-armed man fell to the ground with rolling eyes, his expression filled with indescribable joy.

"Finally... Finally, he's dead!" he exclaimed with an unspeakable sense of gratitude.

Back inside the castle, Long Tian approached the middle-aged man whose body was slowly evaporating into darkness.

"I... The god of death... Will never die...!" the man uttered his final defiant words before he crumbled to the floor, disintegrating entirely into the consuming darkness.

Long Tian sighed in relief and immediately collapsed to the ground, his armor disappearing along with his divine aura, returning to his normal form.

However, his relief short-lived as a wave of searing pain engulfed him, blood spraying from his mouth, eyes, nose, and ears.

The sickening sound of bones snapping echoed through the chamber, leaving him a grotesque sight, his body twisted and broken.

His once-mighty form now reduced to a pitiful state, he writhed in agony, the pain so excruciating that he couldn't even muster a groan.

In the end, his eyes closed, succumbing to the torment....