Chapter 156: Chapter156-The Princess
Chapter 156: Chapter156-The Princess
Chapter 156: Chapter156-The Princess
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Even though Joseph quickly summoned a brilliant protective shield, causing his magical robe to flare up and shine with intense light, he was still knocked back, spitting blood, by the
impact of the three magical artifacts.
The protective shield around him shattered like bubbles, and the magical robe tore with a loud ripping sound, riddled with holes. His body was severely damaged by the Godslayer Staff, whose spikes could pierce anything and had impaled him directly.
Dark red blood gushed out incessantly. Joseph's energy dwindled to almost nothing. The Dragonslayer Dagger and Fallen Angel Set continued to tear open the wounds inflicted by the Godslayer Staff.
From a distance, his body, covered in wounds, resembled a bristling, frightened tabby cat, with torn flesh exposing stark white bones beneath the bloodied wounds.
Yet, despite Joseph's severe injuries, there was no sign of relief on Owen's face. Instead, his expression grew more serious.
A grandmaster-tier mage had already partially merged with the world, making their resilience and healing abilities extraordinary.
As long as their core essence wasn't damaged, they could draw upon the world's energy to instantly recover.
However, harming a grandmaster-tier mage's core essence was an impossible dream for anyone below the grandmaster-tier.
But Owen had a plan. His form gradually vanished into the void, turning into a shadow that disappeared completely.
Meanwhile, Joseph, severely wounded and reduced to a skeleton, had most of his flesh obliterated by the terrifying assault.
Just witnessing this sight made Henry and the others feel a tingling pain as if ants were gnawing at them.
This was a grandmaster-tier mage, now reduced to such a horrific state! Owen's power was terrifying!
But at that moment, Joseph's skeletal remains began to tremble violently, like a bottomless abyss, crazily absorbing the mana of this world.
Then, tender flesh began to grow from his bones, quickly covering his skeleton as his damaged body healed at a visibly rapid pace.
Simultaneously, his dwindling energy began to surge under the massive influx of mana!
This surge immediately restored him to grandmaster-tier strength, radiating an exceptionally terrifying aura of oppression like a towering mountain.
Under this oppressive aura, the fear that had gripped Henry and the others turned into exhilaration.
"I knew that Kaldan's Protector, this grandmaster-tier mage, couldn't be taken down by Owen's tricks!"
"If these methods worked, grandmaster-tier mages wouldn't be considered a step away from immortality!"
Henry and the others spoke excitedly, their faces filled with fervor.
A grandmaster-tier mage was fused with the world; even if severely injured, they could recover quickly.
They all knew this, but Owen's earlier overwhelming strength had thrown them into disarray, completely shattering their previous composure.
Now, with Joseph quickly recovering using the world's power, it gave them a sense of
reassurance.
"Using external objects to seriously injure and annihilate me? Dream on!"
"But forcing me to this point, you are indeed the strongest under the grandmaster-tier!" "The terror of a grandmaster-tier mage-today I'll show you what that really means!" Joseph, now fully restored, grinned menacingly at the spot where Owen had disappeared. Even he felt a tinge of fear and unease at Owen's sudden outburst.
However, as a grandmaster-tier mage, already partially fused with the world, he could quickly recover even from severe injuries, effectively giving him a second life.
The intricacies of this were beyond the understanding of a master-tier mage.
Now, with Owen having exhausted his trump cards and pushed his body to its limits, and the Supreme Order's boost having reached its peak, it was Joseph's turn to act!
He smirked coldly, vowing to repay every bit of the humiliation and mockery he had suffered. He closed his aged eyes slightly and calmed his mind to sense the fluctuations of this world. Owen's shielding techniques were extremely bizarre, making it impossible for Joseph to lock onto his aura, but as long as Owen was within this world, Joseph could use his keen senses to pinpoint his presence.
However, just as he began spreading his mind power like a vast net, a sharp, stabbing pain suddenly surged from all directions.
Joseph's vision turned into an eerie red, as if all other colors had faded away, leaving only a strange blood hue.
In this strange blood-colored world, Owen's figure appeared, standing tall with his back turned, exuding an aura of eerie dread.
"No! This isn't right, this is a mental illusion!"
"How could Owen, a diamond-tier mage, have such abilities?!"
Joseph immediately sensed something was wrong and tried to escape the mental illusion.
After all, even a master-tier mage could barely touch the mysteries of mental illusions, and Joseph himself had only a limited understanding.
But he knew one thing: if someone perished within a mental illusion, they would perish in reality as well!
However, as Joseph continued to struggle and the mental illusion trembled, Owen suddenly turned around.
Joseph was very familiar with Owen. But when Owen completely turned around and Joseph saw his face, his spirit was shocked to its core!
For at that moment, Owen's eyes were hollow, as if gouged out, making him appear blind.
However, deep within those hollow eye sockets, a piercing red light burst forth, seeming to be the source of all killing intent and chaos.
Staring directly into that red light, Joseph's spirit was instantly tainted with a crimson hue.
A frenzied killing intent twisted his mind, igniting an unquenchable fire of slaughter within
his heart.
All his past enemies appeared before him, grotesque and hateful.
Especially Owen's figure, standing high and mighty, taunting Joseph with a beckoning
gesture.
The fire of slaughter burned fiercely, igniting his spirit, driving him into a frenzied state within the eerie illusion, unleashing his emotions like a madman.
This emotional outburst further weakened his mind power.
Just as Joseph instinctively realized something was wrong, a constant, seductive voice whispered in his ears, urging him to strike against his enemies, especially Owen.
At some point, Joseph's spirit collapsed within the illusion, leaving him limp and lifeless. In
the real world, Joseph's body slumped to the ground, like a pile of flesh drained of its bones.
"What's happening to Kaldan's Protector?"
"His aura is growing weaker and weaker. Is he... is he about to fall?"
The others exchanged glances, all seeing the shock in each other's eyes.
Just a moment ago, Joseph's aura had surged to its peak, but now he lay there like a dying dog.
The contrast was too great!
They couldn't comprehend it and fell into a daze.
At the same time, the void rippled like waves, and Owen's figure appeared before Joseph.
Owen's aura was also faint, especially his eyes, which were weeping blood, making him appear incredibly sinister.
Although the mental illusion was powerful, Owen's mind power had been stretched to its
limit.
If Joseph's spirit had held out a little longer, it would have been Owen's spirit that would have shattered in the end.
Fortunately, after a tense struggle, he managed to obliterate Joseph's spirit within the
illusion.
As Owen appeared suddenly, Henry and the other Middle Earth elites trembled instinctively.
When Owen had consecutively killed three master-tier mages, they had already been deeply
wary of him.
Now, seeing a grandmaster-tier mage inexplicably perish at Owen's hands, their fear of him was etched into their bones.
Owen noticed their fear, narrowing his eyes as he wiped away the bloody tears from his face, a glint of killing intent flashing in his gaze.
Middle Earth had set its sights on him, and it was time to stop laying low. Middle Earth was
known to bully the weak and fear the strong. The more they sensed fear and avoidance, the
more they would push their limits!
So, Owen coldly surveyed Henry and the others and asked,
"Tell me, besides you, who else from Middle Earth is coming?"