Chapter 106 -106-Skill Barrage!

Chapter 106: Chapter106-Skill Barrage!

[-636,900!]

[-318,450!]

[-636,900!]

[-21,018!]

[Relentless Onslaught triggered!]

[Sustained damage increased!]

[-31,527!]

[-47,291!]

Damage numbers erupted wildly.

Fire Dragon.

Void Spear.

Icefire flames.

There was practically no gap between them!

Grey roared as he swung his blade and shattered a Fire Dragon.

The next second.

Even more black-and-gold spears pierced through his body from different directions!

His HP plummeted!

That earlier strike from the Night King had already taken away nearly a third of his HP.

After that, he had endured a massive barrage of Void Spears generated by [Chain Reaction].

Now that his damage-reduction state had disappeared.

His remaining HP couldn’t possibly last much longer.

Just as his HP was about to be completely emptied—

BUZZ!

A blinding blood-red light suddenly erupted from Grey’s body!

[Special Survival Effect triggered!]

[Target’s Lethal Damage has been forcibly negated!]

His HP stopped dropping.

He didn’t die!

"Figured he’d have a survival skill."

John wasn’t surprised.

For a BOSS at Lv80.

It would’ve been stranger if he didn’t have some kind of death-prevention ability.

But the problem was.

Preventing death was one thing.

The skills weren’t going to stop.

Flames, frost, and void power continued bombarding him relentlessly.

Grey was completely pinned down at the center of the explosions.

Forget fighting back.

He couldn’t even lift his head!

The Night King finally lost all patience.

"Enough!"

BOOM—!!!

Terrifying pressure erupted.

The Night King raised a hand and pressed it down toward the entire plaza.

Countless black-and-red runes instantly unfolded across both the sky and the ground.

Blood-red barriers rose from every direction.

Rapidly forming an enormous sealed space!

If he couldn’t kill him.

Then he simply wouldn’t.

He would trap him first!

As long as this human couldn’t escape.

Once the Fountain of Life item’s duration ended.

After that...

He could torture him however he pleased.

The Night King stared coldly at John.

"Aren’t you good at running?"

"Let’s see where you can blink to once this entire space is sealed!"

The blood-red barriers rapidly closed.

The entire teleportation array plaza was locked inside.

Spatial fluctuations were forcibly suppressed.

Ordinary teleportation skills would be almost impossible to use in an environment like this.

The Night King sneered.

"Even if you’re good at telepor—"

His voice abruptly stopped.

At the edge of the seal.

The previously stable space suddenly split open into a silver-gray rift without warning.

There was no violent spatial fluctuation.

No collision with the barrier.

It was as though the seal had never existed in the first place.

One foot stepped out from the rift.

Then.

John casually walked through.

Night King: "?"

He looked at the spatial seal he had just created.

Then at John, who was already standing outside the barrier.

For the first time.

Clear astonishment appeared on his face.

No.

This wasn’t ordinary teleportation.

Ordinary spatial movement.

At its core, still required traveling from one coordinate to another.

As long as space itself was sealed.

It would inevitably be affected.

But that human just now...

He hadn’t moved through space.

It was more like he had directly left the current space entirely.

Entered a completely different dimension.

And then.

Walked back out.

The Night King’s crimson eyes contracted sharply.

A name buried deep within his memories for countless years.

Suddenly surfaced.

Silver-gray rifts.

Free passage through the void.

Unaffected by ordinary spatial seals.

And the ability to wield powers from entirely different classes and systems...

"Wait..."

For the first time, the Night King truly examined John seriously.

His gaze finally settled on the black-and-gold staff that had already evolved to SSS-rank.

His expression slowly changed.

"Void..."

"You are..."

For the first time, unmistakable shock entered his voice.

"A Voidwalker?!"

John raised an eyebrow.

He knows about it?

But the Night King had completely lost his previous composure.

Those crimson eyes stared fixedly at John.

For the moment, he even ignored the fact that Grey was still being bombarded by skills.

Voidwalker.

That name had not appeared in the Dark Realm for far too long.

So long that the vast majority of Dark Race members today didn’t even know what the word represented.

But the Night King knew.

Because according to the oldest records of the Dark Realm’s royal family.

This class had never been some ordinary Human Realm inheritance.

It was a class that had once truly killed a Night King!

The previous Night King.

At the very height of his campaigns beyond the Dark Realm.

Had died at the hands of a Voidwalker.

Afterward.

The Dark Realm had expended unimaginable resources searching for the inheritance of that class.

The Human Realm.

The Dark Realm.

Countless interstitial spaces.

Even fragments of ancient realms that had long since shattered.

They had searched everywhere.

Nothing.

The Voidwalker seemed to have vanished completely from the world.

Hundreds of years.

Thousands of years.

Not a single trace had ever appeared again.

As time passed.

Even the upper echelons of the Dark Realm gradually came to regard it as nothing more than an old story from the era of the previous Night King.

And after he himself had stepped over the corpses of countless Dark Race powerhouses to ascend the throne.

No one dared mention that class in front of him anymore.

The class that had once killed a Night King.

But now.

That inheritance, which should have disappeared long ago...

Had appeared again.

Right in front of him!

The shock on the Night King’s face rapidly vanished.

In its place.

Was killing intent far more vicious than before.

He couldn’t be allowed to live.

Absolutely not!

A Lv40 Voidwalker.

Had already managed to infiltrate Night City.

Loot the treasury.

Kill Thorn.

And survive this long while being besieged by both Grey and his own projection.

If he were allowed to keep growing...

The fate of the previous Night King.

Was the best possible warning!

The black-and-red magic in the sky began boiling with unprecedented intensity.

The Night King stared fixedly at John.

There was no longer any intention to interrogate him.

No desire to torture him for amusement.

Only one thought remained.

"Voidwalker..."

"Must die!"

This time.

He would never give this human another chance to keep growing stronger!

"Voidwalker..."

"Must die!"

The moment the Night King’s words fell.

There was no more probing.

He raised his hand.

The black-and-red magic covering the skies above Night City instantly began to boil!

The next second.

Masses of black flames rained down from the sky.

The flames were so dense that they nearly sealed off the entire plaza. The ground that had only just been shattered exploded once again, and countless chunks of rock were burned to ash before they could even fall back down.

John’s expression darkened.

He didn’t have time to keep wasting on him.

[Void Shift!]

A silver-gray rift opened.

John vanished instantly.

When he reappeared.

He was already in a distant area packed with Dark Realm soldiers.

The surrounding soldiers visibly froze.

Before they could react.

John had already turned around.

The Void Staff pointed toward the Night King and Grey from afar.

"Void Spear!"

BUZZ—!!!

Black-and-gold spears condensed instantly!

Sixteen Void Spears screamed through the air.

[Combo triggered!]

Another volley!

Dense spears swept over the soldiers’ heads, splitting off toward Grey and the Night King.

At the same time.

The ordinary Dark Race members caught in the attacks began falling in large numbers.

[Chain Reaction triggered!]