Chapter 559: 559: Narrow Victory

Chapter 559: Chapter 559: Narrow Victory

Since the doctrine had already been violated, and since he had already entered the realm of death.

Iguava Masalaqi no longer saw himself as a living being, but chose to go on living as a ‘dead spirit’, dedicating everything to Captain Alex.

[Talent Tree – The Dead]

Iguava is a dark brown man, covered in necrotic artifices, a personification of self-purification lacking flesh and bone.

Around his neck, he wore a chain of small skulls.

It was his ‘Unique Purple’ equipment – Dead Beads, obtained within the Fate Space, that fully agreed with his inherent properties, enhancing the effects of his necrotic spells and deepening his perception of death.

The reason why Iguava was known as a being who was ‘Undead.’

Was because he had continuously remained in a ‘dead state’.

Without a breath, without any signs of life, he persisted in a corpse-like state within the Holy City.

To truly kill him, one must thrust him into a deeper realm of death, an area where any slight contact may reduce one to ashes.

At this stage.

Few people could touch the plane of true death.

The ordinary concept of death was as natural for Iguava as breathing.

But… just as the lightning spear pierced his body, Iguava experienced a sliver of pain and a long-forgotten feeling of death.

However, Iguava didn’t feel any fear, “Mr. Alex, I will definitely enter the [Top Three] and win glory for your Knight Regiment…”

Unlike regular Necromancers.

Take, for example, the necromancer most familiar to us all, Lunze.

Lunze’s necromantic spells mainly fell under the categories of ‘Dead Spirit Control’ and ‘External Dead Spirit Spells’.

He commanded an army of the dead, using protective necrotic spells to ensure his own safety, thereby using a vast majority to trample on his enemies.

However, Iguava was quite different.

Iguava truly mastered ‘Internal Dead Spirit Spells’.

After a long time of self-purifying.

Iguava used necrotic magic for physical refinement, transforming himself into a true dead spirit.

‘Undying’ was just one of Iguava’s characteristics.

Due to his repeated self-purification using necrotic magic, Iguava had long been free from human limitations…though he seemed to lack flesh and bone, he actually possessed incredible explosive power.

Moreover, the ‘territory’ Iguava possessed was also unique.

Iguava’s territory of the dead could gradually draw the living into it, the condition being touch.

Every time an opponent attacks Iguava, they will be assaulted by the territory of the dead, gradually sinking into it like a quagmire… In the end, they appear to be defeated due to exhaustion, but in reality, their life force has fallen to a dangerous threshold.

It was because of this that Dumps chose not to attack proactively.

The key to victory lay in defeating Iguava within the shortest time possible, preventing the effect of his territory of the dead from taking place.

At present.

Iguava was already going all-out, without any reservation.

He transformed into a zombie dead spirit, all to defeat Dumps.

Except…all of this was still captured by the Single Copper Mirror worn by Dumps.

Dumps had already recognized the true form of Iguava right from the start. He recognized that Iguava had completely violated the doctrine of necromancy, and he knew the key to victory in the competition.

…

“Even a thunder spear running through a body cannot kill him, and it doesn’t even have much impact on his actions? A necromancer of self-purification… this is the first time I’ve seen it.”

As for the frenzied zombie rushing from behind him.

Dumps had already anticipated it.

He countered with a spear.

His spear accurately pierced the skull, raising Iguava, who had thrown himself at him, into the air.

“Ah…Ah!!”

Even with its skull pierced, the zombie’s arms were still frantically ripping and tearing, even continuously sprouting necrotic limbs from the runes on the surface of its body, trying to attack Dumps on the other end of the spear.

As a thing that not even a formal knight could kill, Dumps naturally wouldn’t think it could be solved so simply…

One hand spearhead.

The other hand casting a spell.

To deal with such a ‘villainous’ object, the law of rigidity and the sun might inflict real damage on it.

[Multiple Spells]

Medium Earth Magic – [Sticky Mud Mountain]

Medium Fire Magic – [Holy Flame]

Thick, sticky mud enveloped Iguava.

A special white flame that was targeted at evil entities roasted the target deeply within the mound of earth… As time passed, the temperature inside the mound soared.

The multiple spells were not over yet.

Alchemy – [Iron Transformation]

High-ranking Thunder Seal – [Thunder Light Lock]

Many metal decorations adorned Dumps’ clothing, not factoring into the competition’s equipment limit.

Using alchemy, they transformed the metal into iron chains, inserted them into the mound, connecting them to Iguava inside.

They threw lightning spears.

They pegged the spears onto the surface of the mound.

It then formed a thunder element barrier sealing the mound, with the iron chain acting as a conductor, further increasing the damage to Iguava.

Four different attributes of magic worked together, flowing like clouds and water, perfect and flawless.

Paired with Dumps’ handsome face and graceful movements, he seemed like a professional magician performing on stage.

Vice President Hera, seated among the audience, wore a fascinated expression.

“Four spell combination! This boy!!”

A heated discussion was unfolding among the Witch God Knight Legion due to Dumps’ performance.

On the stage.

Dumps was also having a tough time.

The “Claw of Death” damage Impact on his waist was constantly eroding his body.

Both demonization and multiple spellcasting had indeed taken Dumps to his limit.

“These attribute counterattacks are enough to bring you to the Realm of True Death… you should surrender soon.”

Dumps transmitted a sound to the raging zombie inside the mound.

No response was received.

Suddenly…

“Howl… Ah!!”

a horrifying scream emanated from inside the mound, causing large ripples on the surface of Mirror Lake and making the dead arms sprouting from the lake wildly flail about.

“You can’t be subdued like this!?”

A clear crack appeared on the surface of the mound, gradually splitting. The Thunder Light Enchantment was also vibrating.

Dumps clasped his hands together and used what remained of his magic power to strengthen the mound, only to find his own hands trembling slightly… A terrifying lifeform from the Realm of Death was about to appear.

Crack…

The mound disintegrated.

A completely charred zombie arm stretched out from the rubble.

Dumps’s face was streaming with cold sweat out of fear…

Just then.

Captain Alex suddenly descended.

He reached out to hold the charred arm and said softly, “That’s enough… You’ve done well enough.

Go get some rest, Iguava… Your purpose is to kill the demons, not just for a competition.”

He sliced with his silver sickle.

The mound disintegrated.

A completely burnt corpse was left unmoving at the original spot, fully carbonized…

“This experience might bring you closer to real death…”

He again cut with his silver sickle.

A bizarre space was sliced open, and Iguava was swept into it.

The competition was forcefully ended due to the interference of the Death God Brigade Captain.

The Winner: Dumps Martin.

“Phew…”

Dumps fell backwards onto the surface of Mirror Lake.

The moment the arm was stretched out, Dumps thought that he would lose the competition…