Lord of the Magical Beasts

Chapter 416: Blue-blooded Man

Chapter 416: Blue-blooded Man

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Hahaha, go and die; all of you can go and die!” Looking at the ferocious head of the evil demon with two horns, sensing the ice-cold aura blanketing the area, the Pharaoh Mobli who was enveloped in a ball of black light, let out a burst of manic laughter.

If he was still alive, he naturally would not have recklessly opened the Teleportation Portal and allowed the evil demons roaming within the Graveyard of Deities and Demons to freely enter the Tailun Continent. However, tens of thousands of years later, the Thebes Empire had long ceased to exist, and his clansmen had all been buried into the underground tomb a long time ago. To prevent the people who had barged into the underground tomb from disturbing the slumber of his clansmen, he did not care about what kind of disaster the evil demons of the Graveyard of Deities and Demons would inflict on the Tailun Continent after he opened the Teleportation Portal.

Activating the Teleportation Portal required the expenditure of a substantial amount of Magical Energy, and if he was not careful, he would also be attacked by the evil demons. Unless he had absolutely no choice, the Pharaoh definitely would not have used such a technique. However, now that he was severely injured, he no longer a choice!

He could still deal with Faern, Elder Klive, and the others, but Elder Brent, who was in the middle of the formation, made him feel a heavy pressure. The Ancient Wizard Yang Ling caught him off guard even more, making him extremely cautious.

Even though he had never seen the legendary Ancient Wizards while he was alive, the powerful Pharaoh of the first generation had died by the hands of an Ancient Wizard. He left behind an alarming piece of memory for his clansmen before he died. After every generation of Pharaohs came of age, they all committed to memory the indefensible soul attacks of the Ancient Wizards.

The Pharaoh of the last generation Mobli could sense the unique power of the Ancient Wizards within Yang Ling’s body. Even though the power was still not fully established as it was far weaker than the Ancient Wizard in the memories of the Pharaoh of the first generation, he could still be said to be a crisis akin to an earthquake to his clansmen. If the unfortunate event occurred that Yang Ling managed to find where the location of the true tomb, none of the Pharaoh’s slumbering clansmen would be able to wait until the reincarnation day arrived.

To the generations of Pharaohs, Ancient Wizards that could control souls were much more terrifying than the greatest Undead Spellcasters in history!

Roar...

Supported by the Pharaoh’s Magical Energy, the Teleportation Portal grew in width. The head of the evil demon got increasingly clearer; its dense scales were clearly visible. Perhaps it had sensed the aura of humans or caught the scent of the thick, metallic stench of blood in the plaza. It raised its head and let out a deafening roar. Dust filled the air in the plaza. Wherever the soundwave passed, the people felt as though they had been hit by a heavy hammer, their bodies trembling, some even spitting out blood.

“Wind Ripple Dagger!”

At the critical moment, Elder Brent arrived fast as the wind. He unleashed the Deity’s Domain and tens of thousands of blade-like Wind Daggers flew out, instantly slicing up the immobile Pharaoh, inflicting multiple wounds on the Pharaoh’s body. In his intense pain, the Pharaoh could no longer continue sustaining the Magical Energy he was supplying to the Teleportation Portal. The Teleportation Portal shrank rapidly.

Roar...

Seeing that the Teleportation Portal was about to close, the evil demon who was about to step out roared loudly, trying its best to squeeze itself out. Unfortunately, without the support of Magical Energy, the Teleportation Portal shrunk quickly, turning back into a small hoop in the blink of an eye. Other than the roar of the evil demon still reverberating around the plaza, everything returned to normal.

“Quick, snatch the Teleportation Portal, quick!”

After recovering from their shock, looking at the pitch-black Teleportation Portal that had fallen to the ground, Faern, Klive, and the others pounced forward quickly, hoping to snatch the Teleportation Portal before the heavily injured Pharaoh came to his senses. Even though they were immensely fast, they were still unexpectedly one step too late!

The heavily injured Pharaoh enveloped in black light grabbed the Teleportation Portal by his side and clenched his teeth, struggling to stand up. He said, “Divine-level Expert, hehe, to think that even a Divine-level Expert is offering me his life!”

The Pharaoh Mobli had noticed his strength the moment Elder Brent attacked. In this world, other than the power and the pressure of a Divine-level Expert’s domain, what else could render him immobile in such a short amount of time? Other than a Divine-level Expert, who else could turn tens of thousands of Wind Daggers into blade auras?

One Ancient Wizard was already enough of a headache, how could he deal with another Divine-level Expert?

Seeing Faern, Stuart, and the rest stare at the Teleportation Portal, raring to go, then seeing Elder Brent ready to strike at any time, then looking at Yang Ling, who was rumored to be an Ancient Wizard with the ability to control souls, sitting cross-legged on the Great Wizard Altar, the Pharaoh Mobli clenched his teeth and decisively rotated a ring on his right index finger.

As the Pharaoh of the last generation, as the last surviving member of his clan, he understood his destiny. Ten thousand years ago, he had already made the necessary plans and preparations.

In order to protect the true underground tomb, in order to protect his slumbering clansmen, he had no other choice!

The Pharaoh’s actions were very obscure. The people present only sensed that something was off when a majestic ripple of earth element magic suddenly appeared in the air. Faern, Klive, and the rest of the group had intended to just charge forward without a care when a ring of pale yellow light appeared beside the Pharaoh, forcefully blocking off the group’s attacks.

“Hahaha, sinners who dare step into this tomb, seize the time to pray. In front of the Holy Land Armor, all attacks will lose their effects!” The Pharaoh laughed loudly as he saw Faern and the rest manically attacking him. There was a merciless glint in his eyes and his expression twisted. He said, “Having a Divine-level Expert and an Ancient Wizard offering their lives to me is better than being buried with a million warriors, hahaha!”

After giving the group an evil glare, the Pharaoh started muttering an incantation, his intonation clear. The black light that had been enveloping him seeped into his body a shred at a time, revealing the wounds inflicted by the Wind Ripple Dagger. Strangely, the blood that was oozing out of the wounds was as blue as the sky, incredibly unique!

Blue-blooded man?

Seeing the Pharaoh of the last generation slowly unveil his true appearance, looking at the fresh blood seeping out of his wounds, the group could not recover from their daze for the longest time. Yang Ling, who was sitting cross-legged on the Great Wizard Altar, was no exception!

Even though he had encountered his fair share of surprises after having come to the Tailun Continent, witnessing magic spells and Battle Energy unimaginable to the world he had come from, not to mention seeing the monster-like Beastmen and alluring beauties from different races – Yang Ling could never have expected that there were blue-blooded men in this world!

Just where is the Tailun Continent?

Could this so-called dimension be a faraway planet or a distant solar system?

Back when he was studying in college, a lady had once told him a story about blue-blooded men being aliens while in his embrace. Yang Ling shook his head in confusion.

“Not good, that is an explosion spell. Quick, quick, stop that maniac!” The group was incredibly shocked. However, after hearing the intonations muttered by the Pharaoh, Elder Brent quickly came to his senses, raising his hand and striking down with the Space Severing Technique.

“Quick, go!”

“Attack him together, quick!”

...

With Elder Brent’s reminder and demonstration, Faern, Stuart, and the rest of the group attacked together, all of them launching their fierce attacks on the Pharaoh’s magical barrier, the so-called Holy Land Armor. Unexpectedly, after a series of powerful attacks, the pale yellow light shook but did not scatter, forcefully blocking off the group’s attacks. It was clear that the ring on the Pharaoh’s finger was something exceptional.

“Hahaha, go and die; go and die together!” After condensing all of his Magical Energy into a small orb, the Pharaoh Mobli laughed loudly. He had wanted to fully cast the explosion technique when his line of sight wavered, a human figure suddenly appearing before him. Following that, a sharp dagger accurately pierced through his heart, which caused the Magical Energy condensed within his body to scatter, wasting his efforts.

At the critical moment, Yang Ling instantly teleported to the side of the Pharaoh using the Earth Evasion Technique and unleashed a fatal blow. The Holy Land Armor released by the mysterious ring was extremely powerful, and even the Divine-level Expert Brent could not do anything to it at that point in time. However, that did not mean that it was absolutely safe within the barrier.

An ordinary person could only attack the Pharaoh after they dispelled the Holy Land Armor, but Yang Ling was different. In the Imprisonment Restriction, teleporting to the side of the Pharaoh using the Earth Evasion Technique was extremely easy!

After coldly observing the battle for some time, Yang Ling had finally found a rare opportunity, succeeding in his surprise attack while the Pharaoh was least cautious!

After having his heart stabbed by Yang Ling, the Pharaoh turned pale, his body stumbling. The pale yellow Holy Land Armor scattered. However, just as the people present were thinking that the severely injured Pharaoh was undoubtedly going to die, a surprising scene ensued!

The Pharaoh let out a pathetic wail, then black light welled out around his body. He advanced and wrapped his hands tightly around Yang Ling’s neck. He instantly let out a massive burst of strength, as if a volcano had just erupted within him, his ten withered fingers akin to metal bars, clenching tighter and tighter, instantly suffocating Yang Ling.

Revival?

In his alarm, Yang Ling fiercely launched a fist onto the Pharaoh’s nose. A dull thud sounded as the Pharaoh’s bridge of his nose got deeply bashed into his face, his eyeballs almost being squeezed out. Unexpectedly, the Pharaoh did not release his hand. Instead he strangled Yang Ling with even more force. Fortunately, Yang Ling’s body had been strengthened multiple times under the effects of the Body Honing Wizard Mantra. Otherwise, even a tiger’s neck would have been broken by this insane Pharaoh, much less an average person!

If one punch is not enough, then two punches, three punches...

Yang Ling held his breath and clenched his fist tightly, raining his fist onto the head of the Pharaoh, treating it like a sandbag. He even shot his knee fiercely upward, breaking the Pharaoh’s genitals. Finally, seeing that the Pharaoh was not going to release his hand with his last breath, Yang Ling decided to reverse the situation and forcibly strangled the Pharaoh’s neck. He broke his neck, chewed out his throat, and even consumed his blood... The two of them rolled around on the ground.

Seeing the beast-like Pharaoh refuse to release his hand, then seeing Yang Ling turn red after holding his breath, the group charged forward in shock. The Dark Dragon King and the Corpse Wizard King raised their speeds to the maximum in their alarm, pushing aside the people blocking their way as they charged forward without a care. Unexpectedly, just as they were about to tear the Pharaoh into shreds, an alarming scene ensued!

While Yang Ling and the Pharaoh were in a lethal deadlock, they accidentally fell into the crevice made by the rising coffin. There were no sounds of impact for the longest time! Even more strangely, after a creak was heard, the immensely deep crevice quickly mended itself, disappearing in the blink of an eye!