Chapter 706 - 12: Third Stage of the Eye of Death God

Chapter 706: Chapter 12: Third Stage of the Eye of Death God

Closing the system panel, Lynch tightly gripped Ifrid’s Sword, with fiery energy slowly coursing through the blade, preparing to head to the next area to continue his sweep and hunt.

However, just as he took a step forward—

Boom!!!

A dull yet piercingly loud bang, accompanied by a distinctly recognizable energy shock wave, suddenly came from the west direction, even causing the ground beneath his feet to tremble slightly.

This energy fluctuation was extremely frantic, filled with the coldness and silence unique to negative energy, but amidst it, Lynch keenly captured an exceedingly subtle yet familiar spiritual power that sent a shiver down his spine!

’This spiritual power is…’

Lynch’s brow instantly furrowed. The spiritual power felt cold and obscure, carrying a tainted feeling of being eroded by the Abyss, yet it was immensely powerful. A name, nearly buried in dust, instantly sprang to mind.

The hesitation lasted only a moment. Lynch felt it necessary to “visit” this possible “old friend.” He immediately changed direction, his figure transforming into a faint shadow, silently rushing towards the direction from which the energy came.

Passing through jagged rock formations and dry riverbeds, the terrain ahead began to narrow, forming a deep canyon entrance. The closer he got, the more intense the energy collision became, and the atmosphere was increasingly suffused with the scent of death.

Blending into the shadows, Lynch stealthily entered the canyon. In a relatively open area within the canyon’s depths, he saw the source of the energy fluctuations—

A figure was engaged in fierce battle with undead creatures rushing in like a tide! Those undead were no longer low-level Skeleton Zombies but terrifying Knights, wailing Banshees, and even grotesque stitched monsters, twisted in shape and emanating strong negative energy.

And that figure…

The same youthful appearance, the same indifferent gray eyes, and that almost identical aura derived from the same source—

It was Alfred!

Lynch’s eyes narrowed instinctively as he prepared to use the terrain to hide and observe the situation first.

However, just as the thought occurred—

Alfred, in the midst of wielding his staff to unleash a forest-white sea of flames that incinerated a terrifying Knight, man and steed, into ashes, suddenly turned his head as if eyes had grown from his back, with no warning!

Two icy, abyss-like gray eyes pierced through the chaotic space of the battlefield, fixing precisely on Lynch, who had just entered the canyon and had not yet completely concealed his form!

The gaze met in the air with a clash!

Lynch’s heart sank with instant clarity: ’Damn! I forgot about the special resonance between the Eye of Death God!’

Within a certain distance, two pairs of eyes from the same source would attract and sense each other, especially when one party actively probed, making this sensation even more apparent.

Since he had been discovered, hiding further was meaningless. Lynch decided against concealment, slowly emerging from behind a giant rock to stand at the edge of the battlefield, watching coldly.

But his hand gripping Ifrid’s Sword tightened quietly, the Domain Power of the Triple Domain began to flow slowly, and his spiritual power locked onto Alfred like the most sensitive radar, searching for any possible opportunity to strike—

If given the chance, he wouldn’t mind ending this dangerous nemesis here!

Alfred, clearly aware of Lynch’s unhidden inspection and cold intention to kill, instead of showing panic or vigilance in his gray eyes, a particularly bizarre mixture of mockery and mania flashed across them.

He even gave an unsettling curve of his lips towards Lynch and actually ignored him, continuing to focus on the battle before him, openly displaying his combat style to Lynch.

Lynch’s brow furrowed, carefully observing Alfred’s fight.

Alfred wielded a strangely shaped pale bone staff, seemingly crafted from a massive creature’s spinal bone. His combat style was ferocious and bizarre, primarily relying on forest-white flames.

These flames weren’t the blazing holy flames of Ifrid’s Sword but emitted extreme cold and silence, as if they could freeze souls and scorch the life origin. Where the flames passed, those undead creatures weren’t burned but quickly lost all activity, turning into pale ash as if weathered for millennia.

What’s more, each time Alfred wielded his bone staff or blocked a powerful attack, a colossal black claw, shaped purely by Death Energy and shadow, would silently emerge from his shadow!

The claw’s form was neither human nor beast, twisted and hideous, with annihilation aura swirling at its fingertip. It was quick as lightning, often tearing a powerful wailing Banshee into pieces with a casual swipe or slapping a stitched monster into rotten flesh, with attacks imbued with a “death” meaning, striking at the rules’ origin!

Upon witnessing that eerie black claw, Lynch’s expression turned solemn immediately.

’Shadow of Death God…’

He muttered this name inwardly. It’s a terrifying trait that activates only when the Eye of Death God is developed to the third stage!

The Eye of Death God has five stages, each upgrade bringing a qualitative leap in abilities.

The first stage provides basic Soul Vision and Life Perception.

The second stage involves a comprehensive strengthening of soul abilities.

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Upon reaching the third stage, the truly dreadful powers of the Eye of Death God begin to initially manifest!

This “Shadow of Death God” is one of the hallmark abilities, capable of summoning and controlling a shadow formed by a sliver of Death origin force for attacks, nearly akin to a meager projection of the Death God’s true power, touching on rules-level attacks, extremely potent and tricky.

Lynch’s brow furrowed tightly, his expression turning rather ugly.

Advancing the Eye of Death God is exceptionally hard, not achievable by mere energy accumulation. It requires the holder to continuously learn, comprehend the true meaning of death, understand the universe’s rules of “termination” and “disappearance,” a long and arduous process.

With system assistance, enduring countless battles and insights, after a prolonged accumulation of time, Lynch had only elevated the Eye of Death God to the peak of the second stage, persistently unable to touch the threshold of the third stage.

Yet Alfred before him, this butcher with bloodstained hands, had already advanced to the third stage and mastered the Shadow of Death God?!

“This guy!” Lynch’s gaze became incredibly sharp, alarms sounding in his mind.

As far as he knew, although progressing the Eye of Death God was formidable, there indeed existed a sinister and bloody “shortcut”—

Which was slaughter!

Massive, relentless slaughter targeting intelligent life! Through creating death, drawing from the fear and despair of the deceased, and consuming the soul origin, forcibly fitting the death rules, swiftly pushing the evolution of the Eye of Death God!

As Lynch pondered, the combat ahead had already drawn to a close.

The actions were clean and neat, without any dawdling.

Alfred then floated up gracefully, slowly flying toward Lynch.

A huge black shadow loomed behind him, lurking between appearance and disappearance.

As they closed to about two hundred meters apart, Lynch’s grip on Ifrid’s Sword tightened suddenly—

In this domain-controlled area, this was already the extreme safe distance.

Any further, both would inevitably pose threats to each other.

Alfred, understandingly stopped here, slowly descended onto one side of the canyon.

The two stood on opposite sides of the canyon, staring at each other across it.

After a brief pause.

Alfred’s mouth curled into a cold arc: “It seems we were bound to meet here in the Lost Tower all along.”

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