Chapter 61: Skeleton King VS Guild Master

Chapter 61: Skeleton King VS Guild Master

Fifty kilometers outside Bluewater City.

The Skeleton King led an army of over a hundred demonic creatures across the field covered in withered grass.

Suddenly, a series of explosions erupted.

Within the monster ranks, dozens of creatures were blasted apart.

A dozen human figures appeared around them, forming a siege. They exuded an air reminiscent of wolves hunting a flock of sheep.

In the hollow eye sockets of the Skeleton King, ghostly flames flickered.

The relationship between humans and monsters was akin to that of prey and hunter.

Even after wreaking havoc in human cities, the demonic creatures, when repelled, were left unchased by the fearful humans.

For the monsters, retreating after feasting on flesh was the greatest reward they could offer to humans.

This had become a rule of survival for humanity.

But today, humans dared to pursue them?

The Skeleton King was full of disdain.

Such foolish humans did appear at the onset of the monsters' invasion.

Later, those fools were all eaten.

They weren't just devoured by monsters; they were also wiped out by the humans who loved internal strife.

The Skeleton King contemptuously gazed at the masked human blocking its path:

"Twelve C-rank individuals, and you dare to obstruct my way? Admirable courage."

The human showed no fear and laughed wildly:

"Think you can just walk away after your rampage? Who gave you the guts?

Brothers, let's kill these beasts! Don't let those old hunters look down on us!

Once the Guild Master arrives, there won't even be any scraps left for us!"

He had no fear because the task of ambushing the Skeleton King was the simplest; the Guild Master would be taking action personally!

Who wouldn't want to take advantage of this?

The Guild Master was almost here!

The Skeleton King raised its bone sword, and the monsters around it scattered in all directions, their steps chaotic.

The Skeleton King didn't even bother to move against these humans.

Its condition was too poor, with cracks of various sizes covering its body.

Welma was in a similar state; she wouldn't be in good shape either.

The battlefield turned fierce as the humans roared, and the monsters' blood soaked the ground.

The Skeleton King began to sense something was off.

Although these humans were all C-rank, each had strange and exceptional talents.

Since when did humanity have so many outstanding C-rank individuals?

For low-rank monsters, it was simply a massacre!

The Skeleton King couldn't sit still. Dark energy trembled as it left behind an afterimage in its place.

Its skeletal body instantly appeared in front of a hunter, swinging the bone sword.

The hunter, wearing a blue spirit mask, looked terrified but immediately activated his abilities.

His entire body seemed weightless, blown away by the wind from the sword, narrowly avoiding a fatal blow.

Though gravely injured, he survived.

The Skeleton King's mind was filled with disbelief. A single strike didn't kill a C-rank?

Are human awakeners this strong now?

Unwilling to accept this, it stomped on the ground and leaped into the sky.

Just as it prepared for a second attack, it caught sight of a figure walking slowly from a distance.

That person wore a mask, dressed in black sportswear with a hood over his head.

Although he was clearly with these humans, he remained indifferent to their fierce battle.

It was as if their lives and deaths had nothing to do with him; he was as cold as a monster.

The Skeleton King felt a dangerous aura from him, lowering its bone sword, quietly waiting for its real opponent to arrive.

The hunters on the battlefield didn't care about exhausting their spiritual energy. They knew the Guild Master would always come.

When the man in the weeping ghost mask appeared, the hunters sighed in relief, some even collapsing to the ground.

"The Guild Master is here!"

"The Guild Master? Is that really him?"

"The battle is over."

Many of these hunters had never seen Alexander before, but they knew of his mystery and power.

The monsters, their bloodthirsty eyes locked onto Alexander's leisurely stroll, dared only to growl, not move forward.

Despite their low intelligence, they had a keen sense of danger.

The killing intent emanating from this human soared into the sky.

One person alone exerted immense pressure on them.

The Skeleton King's ghostly flames burned fiercely, and an unpleasant sound came from its throat:

"Human, not even your chief enforcer could defeat me. Do you dare challenge me?"

Alexander smirked mockingly:

"After fighting with her, you're no longer at your peak, are you?

You're not at your peak, and I am not Welma."

A thick aura of dark energy gathered around the Skeleton King, suffocating the humans present.

Its left hand visibly grew, transforming into a massive skeletal claw, crushing toward Alexander.

The sinister wind howled, ghostly energy permeating the air.

This strike was the Skeleton King's full power.

"Is this the power of an A-rank monster?"

"Welma actually managed to keep such a terrifying creature outside the city?"

The hunters imagined what it would be like if that despair-inducing blow landed on their own bodies.

At the same time, they were relieved. If this creature had attacked them earlier, it would have meant certain death.

But it didn't matter. Its opponent was the Guild Master!

The Guild Master could easily evade such an attack!

Alexander stood motionless.

A white flame erupted from his body, the heat from a volcano dispelling the cold over the plain.

A giant hand made of white flame quickly formed around him.

The fiery white hand met the massive skeletal claw, like tossing a burning fireball into an ice block.

A sizzling sound echoed through the air.

The skeletal claw began to burn intensely under the punch of the white flame arm.

The Skeleton King quickly withdrew its claw, which was now covered in charred marks and gave off the smell of scorched bone.

The hunters' eyes almost popped out of their sockets!

Who was stronger in this first exchange? It was clear as day!

They had known the Guild Master was strong, but they hadn't expected him to be this terrifying!

The flames on Alexander's body surged again, and another white flame arm reached out toward the Skeleton King.

The ghostly fire in the Skeleton King's eye sockets flickered madly.

It had initially hoped that the flame arm was Alexander's sole talent.

That hope was now shattered because Alexander had already shown that the flame itself was his talent, and the flame arm was just his method of control!

"Roar!"

The Skeleton King thrust its bone sword into its abdominal bones, and the dark energy around it intensified.

The green ghostly fire in its eye sockets turned a ghastly purple, and black hair began to grow on its bare skull.

This was the Skeleton King's Death Form.

In this state, it would consume its soul power, overdrawing its strength.

After its battle with Welma earlier, it had suffered significant losses.

If it didn't use its 'Death Form' now, it feared it would fall in this desolate land.

The Skeleton King went berserk, its hair, resembling withered grass, now whipping around like seaweed.

Its bones enlarged, its toes pressing into the ground, creating deep furrows.

Several monsters nearby were crushed into pools of black blood.

The gigantic skeletal claw met Alexander's white flame arm.

Alexander sneered:

"You do look terrifying, but do you really think you can escape death?"

The purple ghostly flames in the Skeleton King's eye sockets flickered.

In its severely weakened state, even this 'Death Form' wasn't as strong as its peak condition. It probably couldn't even defeat Welma at her best.

But it didn't believe Alexander was stronger than Welma, nor did it think Alexander could defeat it.

Even in its weakest state, an A-rank like the Skeleton King could easily slaughter many A-rank opponents.

Take the missionary, for example; he probably wouldn't last more than three rounds against the Skeleton King.

Those powerful A-rank humans were known among the monsters, but Alexander was not among them.

At this moment, the white flames around Alexander surged threefold.

His body vanished into a sea of emerald.

A giant figure made of white flame rapidly took shape, gripping the Skeleton King's giant claw and pressing it to the ground with invincible might.

Behind the white flame giant, another pair of massive hands emerged, pummeling the Skeleton King's face repeatedly.

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