Chapter 1211
The 8th Perfect Embryo Chapter Returns
Chapter 1211 The Eighth Perfect Embryo Returns
After finishing with the ugly No. 2, Xia Xiu casually sculpted a slightly more presentable prototype for it before slowly turning his gaze to Nikel on the other side.
At this moment, the once self-proclaimed invincible overlord of Abalus had completely lost his arrogant and domineering aura.
He stood in the poisonous fog atop the pale peak, his body still churning with deathly aura, yet he dared not move an inch.
Because he could see very clearly that the blond youth in the black robe was not someone a plane overlord like himself could possibly mess with.
I'm not even in the same league as them.
What's the point of fighting?
Nikel wisely raised his hands, as if to indicate that he no longer intended to be hostile, and then spoke to Xia Xiu, his voice unusually carrying a suppressed respect:
“Your Majesty… I have come to understand that you are the Dharma Emperor (Miracleist) who stands at the pinnacle of magic.”
“Abalus is merely a remote plane, and I am but a mere overlord trapped atop the peak. If Your Majesty is willing to show mercy and spare my life, I am willing to offer up all the treasures of Pale Peak, as well as all the spells, materials, and knowledge I possess.”
Nikel was thinking of surrendering, but while he was saying nice things, his hands were not idle at all.
Because just as he was speaking, the super-level necromancy spell that had been planted within him long ago had already been silently activated.
He knew very well that he had no chance of winning in a direct confrontation, so from the beginning he never really expected that a few words of begging for mercy would save his life.
What he really wanted to do was to take advantage of the brief lull in the conversation to send his body, which he was leaving behind, along with his soul and the core spell to a more distant ethereal depth to complete his necromancy through the sacrifice of the crown.
In other words, he wanted to deceive a Buddhist king by faking his death.
This wasn't the first time Nikel had done something like this; he had once used the same trick to deceive a "Fahrer" and successfully fake his death to escape.
This is his second self-destruction, and this time he is even more confident than the last.
After all, he had already successfully escaped once before, and he felt he could do even better this time.
Xia Xiu just looked at him, his eyes even showing a hint of amusement.
"You rascal, you're not honest at all."
The moment those words were spoken, the ghostly fire in Nikel's eyes suddenly contracted.
Without further hesitation, the Pale King detonated his crown on the spot, chanting incantations and unleashing his strongest killing move in an attempt to resist Xia Xiu's domain coverage.
"The Last Court of Plague, Where All Bodies Are Plagued, A Scorching Hell—"
The next moment, the dark green crown hanging behind him suddenly exploded.
boom--!!!!
The poisonous fog, pathogenic incantations, necromantic heat, and decaying authority that had been gathered around the summit suddenly went out of control and surged out in all directions.
The heavens and earth seemed to have been ripped apart by the explosion.
First, a blinding halo of destructive light, a mixture of dark green and gray-white, lit up the pale peak, and then the entire sea of poisonous fog began to expand wildly.
The blackish-green plague fire, fragments of corpses, feverish wind pressure, and swirling miasma mixed together, forming a calamity zone that was almost the size of a city.
From a distance, it looked as if someone had unleashed an entire hell of corpses, plague, and scorching heat outwards.
Wherever the scorching hell passed, rock layers rapidly cracked, toxic clouds collapsed in patches, pathogenic spells in the air began to replicate themselves, and countless invisible plague spores spread in patches in the high-temperature hurricane.
The bones, ashes, and undead remnants that were swept up were reignited during the outbreak, turning into streams of skeletal rain mixed with ghastly green plague flames, pouring outwards.
Xia Xiu, watching this scene, even had the leisure to utter a sigh.
“Even when I was wearing a crown, I didn’t dress up as elaborately as you.”
This exclamation is not sarcastic at all.
Rather, he genuinely felt that Nikel's skill tree, or rather the Necromancer's skill system, was truly flashy and overly complicated.
It has to be said that this guy makes quite a scene when he fights, and even when he's running away, he has to create a world-ending spectacle.
As the self-destruction zone fully expanded, Nikel's body began to crack and break.
His bones, flesh, skeleton, and the undead supporting structure inside his body cracked layer by layer, as if he were actively disintegrating, or as if he was trying to buy himself a last chance to feign death and escape.
If this area expands outward by just half a step, his reincarnation path will be fully connected, and what will remain here will be nothing more than a shattered empty shell.
Faced with the plague vortex formed by Nikel's self-destructing domain, Xia Xiu simply raised his hand and gently clenched it towards the void.
The next moment, the [Sword of Abelio], burning with golden flames, appeared in his palm. The sword was long and the flames were boiling.
Immediately afterwards, Xia Xiu raised his sword.
Great spirituality, along with the power of the [World Bubble], was bestowed upon the sword's edge, and then his third eye, which saw through all illusions, opened on his forehead.
"Interesting. A crown can actually hide its spirituality in the seventh layer of the ether. If you're not careful, you old rascal can really fool people with ordinary miracles."
As he spoke, Xia Xiu unleashed a clean and decisive downward slash.
After the sword fell, a very thin golden line first appeared in the middle of the scorching hell that was spreading outwards in Nikel.
Then, the golden line expanded outwards, and Nikel's self-destruction domain was cleaved in two, from the core to the edge.
The churning poisonous fog, pathogenic spells, scorching wind pressure, and waves of skeletal fire hadn't even had a chance to truly reach the edge of Xia Xiu's domain before they were shattered into pieces by this slash, as if they had been wiped out on the spot by an invisible blade of the world.
Not only that.
This sword strike cleaved through more than just the domain.
This also includes Nickell himself.
Or more accurately, it was Nikel who was trying to escape by faking his death and using his crown to self-destruct.
His crumbling body, the necromantic path leading to the distant ether, and even the core spirituality that was about to slip away through feigned death—all of these were severed in one strike.
Moreover, Xia Xiu's sword strike did not only target this area.
The terrifying information attack followed the traces of the spell that Nikel had not yet fully closed, chasing it all the way into the deeper layers of the ether, and finally even destroyed his resurrected body hidden in the seventh layer of the ether.
He directly opened the box for Nickell's backup network as well.
The spare body that Nikel had originally kept as a backup plan was crushed by that sword through layers of space before it could even be truly activated.
Thus, a rather awkward situation arose.
In an attempt to escape, Nikel had already self-destructed his crown, shattering most of his physical body and spirit atop the peak. He had been hoping to extend his life through a more distant resurrection method. But now, even that escape route had been cleaved away by Xia Xiu's sword.
In an instant, the Pale King, who had just claimed to be invincible, found himself in a completely limbo.
He no longer has a complete physical body, no spare body to return to, and even his spirituality is shattered, leaving only a wisp of information that barely maintains self-awareness, drifting and scattering amidst the broken poisonous fog and the embers of the domain.
He now looks like a lost soul who has just been dragged down from his throne and has nowhere to even stand.
And all of this was clearly done by Xia Xiu.
Because if he wanted to, after that sword strike, there's no way Nikel would have had any spiritual information left.
The reason he didn't completely eliminate Nikel with a single sword strike was because he was very interested in Nikel; this guy clearly still had a lot to dig out.
Whether it was the advanced dragon rider technology related to the Fran lineage, the [Crown Engine Interaction Pump], or those strange necromancy spells and domain developments—all of these greatly aroused his interest.
Xia Xiu slowly sheathed the [Sword of Abelio], letting the weapon burning with golden flames sink back into his own essence, and then raised his hand.
The next moment, his great spirituality transformed into an invisible hand in mid-air, grabbing the wisp of Nikel's spiritual information that was about to dissipate.
The old man couldn't even struggle; Xia Xiu simply picked him up like a piece of rag and threw him into a makeshift etheric cage.
The cage wasn't large, but its structure was extremely stable, and it was sealed off from all sides.
After doing all this, Xia Xiu finally turned his gaze to Mortalius on the other side.
At this moment, Lao Ba was clearly stunned by the whole set of exercises he had just performed.
Mortalius knew that Xia Xiu might be strong, but he didn't expect him to be this strong. As a country bumpkin from another plane, this was the first time he had ever seen a being of such great power as a [Miracle Worker].
No matter how much he had overestimated this man who suddenly appeared and claimed to be his father, he could never have imagined that once the other party made his move, it would be such a crushing and almost ruleless scene.
Faced with this level of strength, the last lingering doubt in Mortalius's heart finally disappeared completely.
Just then, Xia Xiu looked at him and said:
"I won this bet. You know what to do, right?"
After hearing this, Mortalius was still in shock from what he had just experienced, but he never forgot what he had promised.
And so, this plague king, who had fought his way from the valley to the summit, wielding his sickle and refusing to bow his head, finally, after a moment of silence, dragged his still-wounded body step by step to stand before Xia Xiu.
Then, he stopped, slowly bent his knees, and knelt on one knee.
He, Mortalius, accepted his loss.
Mortalius lowered his head, his voice not loud, even a little hoarse from the battle, but he still managed to say those two words clearly.
"……Father."
Xia Xiu was quite satisfied with Mortalius kneeling obediently on one knee in front of him.
This kid is indeed stubborn, but he's willing to accept defeat.
After a brief silence, Mortarius, who was kneeling on one knee, slowly raised his head.
His face, which was usually as cold and hard as stone, showed a rare moment of hesitation. He knew that what he was about to say was a bit too much, but he still said it anyway.
"Father."
"My next request may be presumptuous, and it may make you feel that I am pushing my luck, but I still hope that you can listen to it."
He paused, his grey-amber eyes fixed on Xia Xiu. There was no probing or haggling in them, only an almost obstinate seriousness.
"The poisonous fog, disease, death fog, and peak miasma of Abalus are not just a calamity of a particular mountain, but a shackle that weighs down the entire plane of the world."
“The people of the lowlands, the people of the valleys, the people of the mid-altitudes, have lived in the shadow of this thing for generations, forced to live in this rotten world.”
“Although Nikel is now dead, if these poisonous fogs and pathogens remain here, then Abalus will ultimately be unable to escape the fate of decay.”
"Therefore, I hope you will step in to save this rotten world. I know you have the ability to do so."
“If you are willing to help Abalus by removing the plague and miasma that have shrouded it for countless years, then from this day forward, I will offer all my loyalty, will, military strength, and life before you, without holding back a single bit.”
After listening, Xia Xiu pondered for a while.
It wasn't that he was refusing, but rather that he had gone through in his mind how to deal with Abalus's problem.
From a practical perspective, the atmospheric composition of Abarous is already severely imbalanced, with sulfides, corrosive gases, neurotoxic particles, and high concentrations of suspended toxic smog accumulating over a long period.
In addition, the high-altitude thermal wind pressure and high-density necromantic particles have further damaged the climate cycle, surface water system, and soil structure of the entire plane.
From the perspective of the etheric plane, the real problem with Abalus is that it has been immersed in the supreme divinity of the womb of the Great Old Ones for a long time, which has led to the emergence of many strange viruses at the level of the Mother Goddess.
However, these were not too difficult problems for Xia Xiu, whose domain, [World Modulation], was fully capable of repairing this already decaying world.
However, this means he will have to stay in Abarus for a while.
However, this is not a major problem, because under the influence of the womb of the Great Old Ones, the time scale of the Corrupted Plane is stretched many times over due to the disorder of the ether.
Even if he stays here a little longer, it will only be a very short time in the real world.
He could take this opportunity to thoroughly examine Nikel's remnant soul and learn more about this stubborn kid, Lao Ba.
Xia Xiu quickly sorted out his thoughts. He looked at Mortalius kneeling in front of him and stopped trying to keep him hanging. Instead, he gave a straightforward answer.
"Okay, I'll take it."
Upon hearing Xia Xiu agree to his request, the Plague King's face lit up with excitement. At that moment, kneeling on one knee, he truly lowered his proud head.
This time, it wasn't because of a bet, but because he genuinely wanted to offer his most precious loyalty to his father.
This sound also signifies that something has finally come to a close.
Thus, the eighth perfect embryo has officially returned.
The offspring of the Old One, scattered across the seven decaying worlds, have now had their second offspring personally removed by Xia Xiu. He has already conquered two of the seven decaying worlds.
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