201: Zhang insisted on showing off with a sword, but failed to show off, right?
"It seems I'll have to make a move myself!"
The Undead Emperor gritted her teeth, originally hoping for a beautiful conclusion.
She didn't expect to have to rely on herself to save the day.
It seems the Undead Kingdom is due for a top-to-bottom change.
Those princes and nobles who only know how to rest on their laurels and enjoy themselves, it's time for a purge.
Newer, stronger individuals will be chosen to assist her.
Of course.
That's all for later.
The Undead Emperor raised her arm, and frostmourne, enveloped in a ghostly blue light, shot into the sky.
She spread her pale bone wings and swept across the battlefield. Wherever her sword pointed, frost spread like a raging tide—
"Crack!"
Tens of thousands of Paper Nezha were instantly frozen into ice sculptures, the ice crystals reflecting an eerie blue light under the moonlight.
The Undead Guards grinned, swinging their bone hammers, and the ice sculptures shattered into a sky full of crystal shards.
The Paper Nezha's golden staff broke into ice shards, the Paper Guan Yu's crescent blade snapped into three pieces, and the entire battlefield echoed with continuous sounds of ice crystals shattering.
"Ants."
The Undead Emperor floated in mid-air, the runes on frostmourne glowing dazzlingly.
"Hmm?"
Lin Mo looked into the distance in surprise, not expecting anyone to be able to stop his army of paper figures.
It wasn't until he saw the Undead Emperor, holding a large blue sword and continuously releasing cold air, that all her information was revealed.
"Undead Emperor, Lich King?"
"She actually showed herself. Excellent! I was worried she might try to escape."
And the Undead Emperor also saw Lin Mo.
She revealed a smile uglier than death itself.
In her eyes, Lin Mo was already a dead man.
"Frost Nova!"
The Undead Emperor gripped frostmourne with both hands reversed, and the runes on the blade suddenly flashed brightly.
She unleashed a cross-slash, and a fist-sized ice core shot through the air—
The ice ball grew with the wind, expanding in an instant into a hundred-meter-diameter icy star.
Wherever it passed, the air froze into a spiderweb of ice patterns, roaring like an ice dragon as it slammed towards Lin Mo!
Half a second later, a golden ripple suddenly appeared in the center of the ice ball, and a transparent bubble enveloped Lin Mo like amber.
The Undead Emperor's pupils contracted sharply—she watched as the ice crystals hovered mere inches from Lin Mo, as if hitting an invisible barrier of laws.
—Missed
"How is this possible!?"
"It should have been a hundred percent hit, by all accounts."
"The entire area has been frozen, why weren't you frozen!?"
"Your ice skills..."
Lin Mo brushed off imaginary ice shards from his shoulder, "...don't seem to work on me here..."
The reason was simple.
The Undead Emperor condensed the moisture in the air to create her Frost Nova.
However.
The moisture in the air here had already been controlled by Nie Xiaoqian.
Three Thousand Weak Waters, mist pervading.
It could be said that the root of this skill was under Nie Xiaoqian's control of the Weak Water.
When a skill was released, the Weak Water would instinctively avoid its master, even if it was a Frost Nova released by someone else, it would still be controlled.
"Stop faking it!"
"You must be hiding some life-saving magic treasure on you."
"Or a damage-nullifying skill."
"But what does that matter? As long as I deal multiple hits in an instant, no matter how powerful your life-saving magic treasure or damage immunity skill, it will be pierced through!"
Although the Undead Emperor was surprised that her first skill had missed, she still deduced Lin Mo's method of dodging skills based on her own reasoning.
At the same time.
The Undead Emperor flipped frostmourne, and her left sword drew a hexagram in the void.
Countless ice shards suddenly shot out from the air, trapping Lin Mo in a thorny ice prison.
Her right hand pointed to the sky, tearing space, and a thousand-meter-diameter frozen planet, accompanied by a blizzard, crashed down, with ice crystals surging across the clouds, covering the sky... "I just said it was useless, why are you still using these ice skills?"
"Truly idiotic."
Lin Mo sighed, no longer interested in watching the Undead Emperor's clownish performance.
In his eyes now, these antics were no longer impressive.
The Undead Emperor: "..."
Idiotic?
My calculations are so precise; the small ice shards will continuously damage you, breaking your defensive shield, skills, or continuous healing.
Then the ultimate move will finish you off.
"You called me idiotic?"
The ghostly fire in the Undead Emperor's eye sockets suddenly contracted.
—Countless ice shards eerily hovered one centimeter from Lin Mo's skin, as if hitting an invisible barrier.
The ice crystals emitted a "crack crack" sound as fine cracks spread from their tips to their bases, yet they still couldn't advance an inch further.
"How is this possible!? Not a single one shot through!?"
It was as if her massive barrage of skills was blocked by a soft and elastic rubber membrane.
Not an inch of progress.
This time, the Undead Emperor was truly dumbfounded.
Behind Lin Mo, another peerless beauty gently approached, leaning on Lin Mo's shoulder.
Nie Xiaoqian's red lips lightly touched Lin Mo's ear, her breath like orchids: "My Lord, is this satisfactory?"
The moment the faint fragrance wafted, the myriad ice shards suddenly reversed direction, enveloped in flowing light, and shot towards the Undead Emperor.
The Undead Emperor: "Eh?"
How did her own released skills turn back on herself again?
She didn't even have time to wield frostmourne and interrupt the skill incantation.
The moment the Undead Emperor's pupils contracted sharply, tens of thousands of ice shards had already pierced through her body.
Her right arm bone "cracked" and broke, and frostmourne, covered in ice shards, fell to the ground. The ice crystals splashed when the blade plunged into the frozen earth hadn't even landed yet.
—12 quadrillion * 9999 consecutive hits!
"My frostmourne!"
The continuous attacks meant that the Undead Emperor's limb regeneration couldn't keep up with the destruction.
So she represented death.
These continuous connections also couldn't kill her.
But her most relied-upon weapon lay on the ground, unable to be picked up.
Because her entire body was continuously subjected to such suppressive damage.
So she concentrated all her recovery power into her left hand.
This also allowed Lin Mo to see a clue.
"That sword must be a treasure."
"Nie Xiaoqian."
"Your servant understands."
Nie Xiaoqian gracefully raised her slender hand, and a wisp of ghostly blue Weak Water coiled around frostmourne like a spirit snake.
The Undead Emperor roared, extending her broken left hand, but saw the Weak Water, wrapped around the sword hilt, draw an elegant arc in the air—
"Clink!"
frostmourne landed steadily in Lin Mo's palm. The cold mist rising from the blade had not even touched his fingertips before Nie Xiaoqian's water sleeves lightly brushed it away.
Lin Mo's fingertips caressed the skull runes on the sword hilt, and the ghostly fire in the Undead Emperor's eye sockets flickered with his movements.
[frostmourne]
[Realm: Grand Immortal]
[Wearing Requirements: Universal (Female) LV 1000]
[Equip Slot: Weapon]
[Attribute Bonus: Strength 50 quadrillion, Agility 21 quadrillion, Spirit 90 quadrillion, Health 90 quadrillion]
[Equipped Skill: Eternal Freeze Judgment - Condenses the rune power of the sword body, unleashing a hundred-meter-long ice-blue sword qi forward. Targets hit will be frozen into ice crystals and take 200% attack damage. Frozen status lasts for 5 seconds.]
[Equipped Skill: Frost Wither]
[Equipped Skill: Spirit Tremor]
...The Undead Emperor: "No! My sword!!!"
"Give it back to me!!!"