NOVPUBChapter 719 -407: Huh? (Part 2)
Chapter 719 -407: Huh? (Part 2)
To counter the Demon King at this stage, the self-destruct deck was born.
Players only had five cards in their deck, which they would use to self-destruct, ensuring they died before the enemy could kill them, delivering significant damage to the opponent in the process.
And after offering more than ten million deaths, this stage’s Demon King was finally brought down.
However, just as the players thought they could celebrate their victory, the third-stage Demon King appeared.
Its outer shell melted away to reveal an emotionless steel giant within, unveiling the true form of the Demon King.
Its body was eternally coursing with molten iron, deflecting most attacks, and it retained the characteristics of its previous forms, becoming even more powerful.
Faced with such a terrifying Demon King, the players felt one thing: dismay.
Fang Cheng Studio, you really wanted to make sure we had our fill of excitement, didn’t you?
Moreover, the new Demon King’s traits continued to change unpredictably, causing all sorts of emergencies that required players to have a deep understanding of their deck to defeat this formidable enemy in the game.
Such a Demon King was as powerful as the Oga of the Heavenly Tao among magnetic field strongmen.
But the feeling of taking down such a powerful enemy was even more exhilarating!
Countless decks were spread out by players for discussion, numerous combinations listed and optimized, until Black Tech stepped forward with its Divine Artifact chessboard, presenting it as the final solution of the game to the other players.
One by one, fallen warriors were summoned, and gods that had perished were called forth; in the game’s final moments, these vanished entities once again stood beside the players, launching an attack on the Demon King with their own strength.
Players from the Cleaver Team switched to the highest-damage decks, and whenever the Demon King attacked, a god would redirect the assault, transferring it to the warrior closest to them.
With every attack from the Demon King, a former warrior would fall; they had died once for their homeland before, and now they were dying a second time.
The heroic sacrifices made the battle even more poignant, and as a player laid down his cards, preparing for the next turn, he was shocked to notice the steel giant before him slowly falling, with the system notification ringing in his ear: “Target has perished.”
Countless eyes watched the steel giant, fearing it might enter another phase.
And when the steel giant trembled, the players’ hearts skipped a beat.
Realizing it was merely a last flicker of life, every player watching their screen breathed a sigh of relief, followed by waves of cheers.
The ultimate battle that lasted nearly a month had finally come to an end!
We won!
The game’s rewards no longer mattered; all that filled the players’ hearts was pure excitement and emotion over their hard-won victory.
However, amidst the jubilant crowd, the serene Black Tech seemed out of place.
With the Demon King gone, the Bishops’ reason for existence had faded away; there was no longer any need to maintain the chessboard, and the Heroic Spirits inside could rest at last.
Watching the Bishops fade into transparency, Black Tech wanted to say something, but not a single word came out.
The slowly disappearing Bishop felt Black Tech’s gaze, turned to look at him one last time, gave a gentle wave, and then vanished before his eyes, leaving only a nostalgic Black Tech behind.
When the Bishop had completely dissipated, she found herself not sinking into an endless slumber, but in a special space.
Here, she saw the Demon King’s body had been brought over, and two powerful entities were surveying it.
Although she didn’t know who they were, the Bishop could feel the immense power they radiated and their almost eternal majesty.
Sensing the Bishop’s arrival, one of them gestured for her to stay silent.
After scrutinizing the Demon King’s remains for a moment, Fang Cheng commented, “This thing is not bad.”
Zhiyi Heavenly Lord reflected beside him, “Indeed, a clever Magic Artifact, probably the latest research from the Immortal Assembly. A pity it went out of control.”
“Not exactly out of control; there’s a little something hidden inside.”
Digging into the debris, he pulled out something finer than a hair.
It was a tiny consciousness, which, to conceal itself, had erased most of its data, leaving only the most basic content.
As the sliver of consciousness dissipated, Zhiyi Heavenly Lord tried to sense it, but, unfortunately, could discern nothing.
While dealing with consciousnesses was fairly easy for Fang Cheng, for Zhiyi Heavenly Lord, it was completely undetectable, reminding him once again that the gap between himself and the Great Heavenly Lord was greater than that between himself and mortals.
“Great Heavenly Lord, what can this consciousness affect?”
“This consciousness hasn’t changed much; it only amplifies the purpose of the Magic Artifact, making its own agenda the top priority.”
Squeezing the remains of the Demon King, Fang Cheng extracted the past images and allowed Zhiyi Heavenly Lord and the Bishop, who had arrived here, to witness what had happened.
Back then, the core of the Demon King had just been created, surrounded by a solemn crowd of Taoists.
