Chapter 277
Ye Bai's expression was grave to the extreme, her gaze fixed on the slowly approaching space ahead. The treasure vault lay within that space, surrounded by a shattered realm where only the portal remained.
The space continued to drift away, for the power of the Law of Light was not constant; it perpetuated the radiation of light, constantly widening and tearing apart the pale area.
Not only that, but the road ahead was fraught with danger, and behind her, pursuers were hot on her heels.
The Lich King, witnessing Ye Bai riding Ottofis as they entered the pure realm of light, displayed a clear shock on his features formed from black mist. Clearly, he had never anticipated that he could pass through in such a manner.
His gaze then focused on the black line that supported Ottofis, which could still exist within the Law of Light. Until now, he had been fixated on Ye Bai, who held the Codex of Death, but now he noticed the two special entities beside her.
He merely glanced at Ottofis, but when his eyes fell upon the lines supporting the donkey's hooves, he was momentarily stunned. Suddenly, a layer of blazing white flames erupted from the black mist surrounding him, and the divine Lich King, who could be considered immortal, began to boil with intense fury.
In that moment, this long-decayed undead being unleashed a surge of wrath that trembled throughout the space.
“It’s you—!”
In the next instant, the Lich King surged forward like a hurricane, following Ye Bai into the fractured space.
“Boom…”
Accompanied by a clash of energy akin to dry ice hitting water, Ye Bai abruptly turned to look back.
After being chased for so long, it was the first time she saw the health bar of this divine-level Lich change—previously, the high-level necromantic spells released through the Codex of Death had been completely immune to her, failing to breach his defenses.
Now, as a fellow undead creature, Rory, transformed into the Lich King, was also being eroded by the Law of Light after forcibly stepping into this realm. Ye Bai finally saw his terrifying health bar diminish under environmental damage.
The massive undead body, akin to a mountain, was continuously emitting black smoke, being worn down and shrunk by the Law of Light.
However, compared to the terrifying power accumulated by the Lich King, this erosion was still within tolerable limits.
“...! Finally, I’ve waited for this! Do you think you can return and continue being the God King? The one who will become the God King is me! The curse you bestowed upon me back then, I will return it all to you!”
The Lich King Rory’s eyes, composed of two clusters of soul flames, fixated like fire on the lines that formed steps for Ottofis.
Such intense behavior—did the Lich King recognize the identity of the paper figure?
Ye Bai’s pupils trembled, and it seemed the Lich had called out a name. Yet, just like the Infernal Demon from before, it became a blur as it was uttered, impossible to see or hear.
‘No one can speak the true name of a king...’
In an instant, a verse from a song flashed through Ye Bai’s mind, about the conquest of the God King that led various races to seal themselves, the curse corresponding to the Infernal Demon’s chains, the Lich King before her, and that paper figure whose true name was spoken by others but remained unknown to him.
Ye Bai’s mind raced back to the vague image of the God King she had seen in the corridor of history...
In the next moment, the Lich King soared up without a care, needing no steps, charging through the damage of the Law of Light, moving even faster than Ottofis.
As the distance between them closed, Ye Bai, harnessing the dense power of the Law of Light, continuously shot ‘Light Arrows’ and ‘Light Purification’ at the pursuing Lich King.
The Law of Light was the most domineering; using other spells in such an environment would greatly diminish their effects, while spells of the same attribute would be enhanced. Even a first-tier light spell could inflict maximum damage on the Lich King at this moment.
‘-2113’
‘-3463’
With Ye Bai’s high spell intensity combined with the special environment, both spells struck the Lich King, causing considerable damage. However, it was still too little for his health bar.
“Get lost!”
The Lich King was not like other bosses; he completely ignored Ye Bai, the cursed human official who had lived for ten thousand years, his target clearly set on the paper figure, determined to prevent him from entering the treasure vault.
He sought revenge, to sabotage Ye Bai’s main quest, and to ascend to the throne of the God King in this era!
Ye Bai didn’t need to think hard to guess his intentions.
Moreover, given the current state of the divine realm, where the deep-sea purgatory was in a delicate balance, the cursed Void Spirits had vanished, the dragons had fallen, and the elves were lost in dreams, if the paper figure’s resurrection plan failed, the future might indeed unfold as the Lich King wished.
At this moment, they were nearly thirty meters away from the treasure vault.
The lines below had become faint, barely visible unless one looked closely. Ye Bai took a deep breath and quickly asked, “Unnamed, if I look over there like before, can you enter the treasure vault?”
The Lich King’s goal was to stop the paper figure from resurrecting, and the most crucial thing now was to ensure that the paper figure could come back to life.
Having come this far, Ye Bai’s attitude towards the paper figure’s task was no longer the initial hesitance of a player who wouldn’t act until they saw the rabbit. If this step hinged on the paper figure entering the treasure vault to regain power and break the curse, then she had to go in.
The paper figure and Ottofis were NPCs; if they died, they were truly gone. Ye Bai was a player; if she died, she could still respawn. With her current experience points, if she could complete this task, dying here would be bearable.
However, just as Ye Bai was about to think of a way to hold off the Lich King, the paper figure’s ethereal voice rang out, saying something that completely exceeded her expectations.
“No... I’m not important…”
“You must go in…”
Why?!
Ye Bai’s mind echoed with fragmented thoughts and sounds, all her doubts and contradictions about the God King and the Great Annihilation resurfacing. But now was not the time to ponder deeply.
‘-13252’
A crescent-shaped scythe of death swept through, and even though Ottofis twisted nimbly, Ye Bai still suffered terrifying damage from the divine-level Lich King. More importantly, the primary target of the scythe was still the paper figure below, forming the lines.
The red crescent sliced through the lines, severing them in two.
With the support lost, Ottofis’s body uncontrollably tilted and began to plummet. Just as it seemed they would be pulled away from the treasure vault, his body suddenly halted, stopping its descent.
Ye Bai quickly looked down and saw that a line, now noticeably shorter, was supporting Ottofis.
The paper figure was still alive...
Ye Bai’s gaze shifted upward, where the black mist body of the Lich King was already spreading toward the treasure vault. His form and health bar had diminished significantly during this journey, and Ye Bai could even see at the core of the black mist a gaunt figure clad in armor.
That was the true face of the Lich King—Rory, the former highest official of the Gawa Kingdom.
[Light Arrow], [Light Purification]
Ye Bai’s skills continued to be cast upward, but they could not halt the Lich King’s advance. Ottofis, lacking new support, could no longer move, swaying in the air, and the paper figure below also seemed unable to hold on much longer.
At that moment, Ye Bai wished she could sprout wings and fly into the treasure vault above. However, the area was filled with the Law of Light, and non-light magic like Light Feather Technique, which didn’t reach a high enough tier, could not be used at all.
“Ah!”
At this critical moment, Ye Bai heard Ottofis call out urgently, sounding very restless, as if trying to convey something important.
Then, in the next moment, she heard the paper figure’s ethereal voice.
“Yes, it’s the last gamble…”
—The last gamble? What does that mean?
As this question arose, Ye Bai saw the straight lines below begin to change, transforming into a familiar script.
It was a rugged, simple yet profound piece of draconic text.
‘Ottofis. Lierde. Lorn...’
Ottofis? Ottofis!
“As for ‘Ottofis,’ it means ‘swift’ in draconic. I noticed you seemed troubled about naming, so I took the liberty to suggest one.”
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