The Last King Of Darkness
Chapter 303 - 217: The Ashes of the Demon Dragon_2

Chapter 303: Chapter 217: The Ashes of the Demon Dragon_2

"There’s also the Strong Source Attribute, its Spiritual Energy recovery is different from that of ordinary monsters."

Atos’ face turned pale, but he still stepped forward to meet the challenge.

The battle ignited once again.

But this time, the situation became very grim; the five combatants’ Spiritual Energy was exhausted too much, and they could no longer withstand the Demon Dragon’s attacks.

The Thunder Light on Atos’ body gradually dimmed, and the massive Thunder Giant was shrinking, the plasma no longer able to restrict the Demon Dragon’s movements.

It frequently turned around, attacking the other four.

Although Mephit interrupted every fatal attack, the number of wounds on everyone continued to increase, and intense corruption spread along the wounds, eroding their flesh and attempting to infect their souls.

Sensing the gravity of the situation, Atos shouted, "The hunting mission may have failed, be ready to retreat at any moment!"

The hunters felt heavy-hearted, but they knew it was true.

"When we retreat, Rod goes first, the four of you follow, and Mephit, you’re last."

Mephit didn’t speak, but she approached the Demon Dragon, an icy aura surrounding her.

The other four hunters also gradually increased their distance from the Demon Dragon.

"Hey, wait a minute!"

Suddenly, Rod yelled.

"Don’t rush, we haven’t failed yet."

Atos said solemnly, "Brother Rod, the failure is apparent, don’t linger in battle, or we will suffer greater losses."

With a smile, Rod said, "Captain, I haven’t made my move yet."

At this moment, if anyone was in the best state, it was undoubtedly him.

The sewer monsters came at him continuously, serving as a warm-up, and his state kept improving.

"Quantified" Dark Devourer fully displayed its power; the weak monsters’ souls couldn’t withstand the "Destroying" harvest of the Dark Devourer and were torn to shreds, leaving Rod with only some soul fragments.

Damn.

But to be fair, the number was still quite a bit more than before.

So, there wasn’t much loss.

What truly made Rod happy was that he was getting more and more proficient with his Soul Harvest ability.

After "quantification," the Dark Devourer gained a new ability—a certain chance to directly harvest souls.

According to his practice, the success rate greatly depended on the difference in Spiritual Power Strength between the two sides.

Weak monsters like maggot men and plague rats almost reached 90%, and slightly stronger monsters like the Mutated Demon Spider had a 50% chance.

This ability consumes more Spiritual Energy the more it’s used on the same monster.

But conversely, the Spiritual Energy consumption is very low the first time it’s used on a monster.

Therefore, the more Rod killed, the faster he became, and he hardly consumed any Spiritual Energy.

It was also simple to activate; just glare at the target, and a stare would do the job.

Rod was very pleased, finding this stare killing really interesting. A glare from his eyes, and the monster would drop dead; it was simply too thrilling.

Just when Rod wanted to enjoy this thrill further, the team was actually planning to retreat, so he hurriedly spoke up to stop them.

He still had a few trump cards he hadn’t used yet.

Although Rod was still the lowest level combatant, his feats commanded respect. Atos asked solemnly, "Brother Rod, do you have another plan?"

"I need an opening, can you break it apart one more time?"

The last time the monster was shattered, Rod clearly saw its entire soul disappear, only reappearing when it reassembled.

He was unsure why this happened.

But he noticed that the moment the Demon Dragon’s soul appeared, the defense of its Spiritual Energy was extremely weak, then quickly returned to normal.

If hit by his Sixth Layer Melody in that instant, it would certainly blow a big hole through it.

Once there was an opening, Rod could finish it off with one move.

Atos hesitated, "I don’t know if my Spiritual Energy will be enough, but I can try."

Rod’s eyes bulged, and a Death Hound charging at him turned to ash; he chuckled and said, "Then I’ll trouble you, Captain. I won’t let you down."

A dark line entered his body, Soul Without Spirit +444.

Heh, trying to sneak attack me? Ever seen a death glare?

Seeing this, Atos inexplicably gained confidence and roared, the Thunder Giant restored to its usual size.

"Brothers, let’s do it one more time!"

Four hunters responded in unison, "Yes!"

But the deficiency in Spiritual Energy was still quite evident.

This time, all of their attacks were much slower, and only thanks to Mephit repeatedly interrupting the Demon Dragon’s movements, they barely succeeded.

Rod had already timed it perfectly and initiated Justice Execution.

A strong melody rose in his ears, endless Spiritual Energy gathering in his hands, and a bright yellow light formed a huge cannon, aimed at the reassembling flesh.

The hunters watched him nervously, Atos thinking, "This blow is powerful, maybe it’ll work."

The moment the monster resurrected for the second time, the cannon fired with a bang, hitting the freshly appeared soul of the monster.

Boom!

A powerful explosion destroyed the Silent Domain, the roaring echo shaking the foundations of the sewers, a blinding white light enveloping the entire area, and a huge wave of Spiritual Power spread far.

But the soul of the Demon Dragon disappeared once again.

Rod felt a sinking feeling in his heart; he hadn’t harvested the soul.

This meant it was once again blasted into fragments, and its soul escaped into some unknown Void.

Indeed, when the white light cleared, there lay the Demon Dragon’s remnants, writhing and reassembling.

I’ve made things worse.

Atos’ face darkened, and he urgently shouted, "Retreat quickly!"