The second volume is called "One Heart" Chapter 9: Showdown
Since the two bosses have decided to fight alone, the zombies around them don't need to be busy anymore. They all retreated like a tide and separated into two camps, waiting for the moment of decisive battle that will determine our fate and theirs. If the Millennium Corpse King wins, my seven hundred subordinates will temporarily be under its command, but I am afraid that I will be unable to fight back in the short term because my forces have been completely destroyed; and if I win, the Millennium Corpse King's subordinates will all obey my orders. The only trouble is that I have to spend time signing "soul contracts" with them one by one, which consumes a little mental energy - because they are all voluntary, so no mental energy needs to be consumed.
There was originally more than ten meters between the Thousand-Year Corpse King and I. When the zombies retreated, I secretly moved back a few meters. The more distance I had, the safer I was. I was not sure that I could withstand its heavy blows without dying. What's more, the corpse poison in this guy's body was more toxic. Even if I was not killed by the blows, I might die from the poison if I was hit.
At the same time, my mind was not idle, thinking about what kind of tactics to use to fight? Don't be funny, it's hard to cause great damage to the Millennium Corpse King with the two low-level Undead Magic "Fire Phosphorus Bomb" and "Rotten Bone Arrow", but I can't take a few hits from it, and I will definitely die in the end. This leaves only one other tactic, which is to defend and counterattack, to maximize my advantages. On the one hand, I use "One Ride Away from the Dust" to avoid its attack, and on the other hand, I use the special ability of the artifact "Touch of Death" "Absorbing Essence and Devouring Marrow" to absorb its mental power and suck it into a zombie. The mental power of the undead is the power of its soul. Once it returns to zero, the undead will die completely and disappear forever in the "Dead Space".
The venue was spacious enough. I glared at the Millennium Corpse King without backing down. At least I was not inferior to my opponent in terms of momentum. However, I was mentally prepared for a mobile warfare. I moved my feet slightly and changed direction. I would not rush forward to die. I would just wait for it to rush up, and then I would make a strategic shift as soon as possible.
The Millennium Corpse King probably relied on his status. He held his head high, looked up at the sky, and stood still, waiting for me to attack. I adhered to the principle of not moving if the enemy did not move, and I would move first if the enemy wanted to move, and confronted it like this. This kind of battle was an unpredictable emergency , not restricted by offline and death time, and could continue until the problem was resolved. Otherwise, I would be resurrected and returned to the world as soon as the battle started. If the system judged that I had escaped because of this, it would not be too unfair.
After waiting for a while, seeing that I didn't move, the Millennium Corpse King became a little anxious. He looked at me impatiently, as if urging me to act quickly. I was too lazy to pay attention to him and just stared at him. As soon as I found any unusual movement, I would immediately use the "Yiqijuechen" to avoid him.
The Millennium Corpse King finally lost his patience and stood up and pounced towards me. Fortunately, his speed was not very fast, still within my tolerance. I felt a little relieved, but I did not dare to slow down and quickly used the "One Ride Away from the Dust" skill to escape into the distance.
This was destined to be a protracted battle. I kept shaking my body and running all over the field, leading the Millennium Corpse King to follow me around and never engage in a head- on confrontation with it. The Millennium Corpse King was so angry that he kept roaring, but he could not catch up with me in speed. He had brute force but could not do anything to me.
After fighting like this for a while, I gradually adapted to the speed of the Millennium Corpse King and initially mastered how to dodge in the safest and most effective way. Now it's time to fight back. Otherwise, all my mental strength will be depleted by turning around like this. Although I can still hold on for a long time, if I can't kill it, it will be exhausted sooner or later.
He performed the "Ride Away from the Dust" several times in succession, turned around and sprinted behind the Thousand-Year Corpse King. He raised his left hand and activated the "Absorb Essence and Devour Marrow". The "Touch of Death" glowed black and spit out a black mist which shot towards the Thousand-Year Corpse King. The mist quickly spread out and covered the upper half of its body.
Warm currents and strands of mental power were transmitted along with the black fog, replenishing the consumed mental power. I controlled myself carefully, turned sharply, and used "A Rider Away from the Dust" to rush out. This was the most critical step. If I couldn't use "A Rider Away from the Dust" smoothly because of trying to maintain "Absorbing Essence and Devouring Marrow", then I would be in danger. The advantage in speed would be gone, and I could fall into the hands of the Thousand-Year Corpse King at any time.
The Millennium Corpse King twisted wildly, and its chaotic mental fluctuations clearly showed its anger, and it seemed to be mixed with a trace of fear. The "Touch of Death" was indeed the artifact of the Undead Clan, and it was definitely the nemesis of the Undead creatures, and it would bring fatal consequences to them. It tried its best to make various movements, dancing its hands and feet wildly, trying to get rid of the entanglement of the black fog. When all its efforts were ineffective, its eyes returned to me, the culprit.
I kept dashing around the Millennium Corpse King, on the one hand to avoid being too far away and easily cutting off the connection of "sucking essence and devouring marrow", and on the other hand to avoid possible attacks. Attacking a moving target is definitely much more difficult than attacking a dead target. I didn't care about the Millennium Corpse King's struggles - under the full control of my mind, it could only be futile.
The Millennium Corpse King rushed straight towards me, but it was already a little late. After a period of running-in, I could already control "Absorb Essence and Devour Marrow" and "Ride Away from the Dust" more skillfully, making them work better together, so that I could avoid the Millennium Corpse King's attacks and absorb its mental strength.
This is a contest of skill and endurance. It depends on who is luckier and can hold on to the end. With the endless supply of mental power from the Millennium Corpse King, I can fully display the "One Ride Away from the Dust" to deal with it and practice my dodging skills. A practical artifact, coupled with a rare and suitable opponent, is both a challenge and a training.
The Millennium Corpse King, sensing danger, was furious, waving its withered arms again and again, charging around like a madman, chasing me around everywhere. I couldn't hide too far, and it was getting harder and harder to fight. I was almost injured several times, which made me nervous and scared. I no longer had the mood to play the game at the beginning. If the consequences of giving up were not too serious, I would have run away long ago. The Millennium Corpse King was really powerful. There was a big gap in strength. Fortunately, it only relied on its body to carry out a single physical attack. If it could release magic or skills, I would have been dead long ago.
However, as time went by, the thousand-year corpse king's mental power was lost, his strength became weaker and weaker, and his speed gradually slowed down. His attacks could no longer pose a threat. My heart, which had been in my throat, finally slowly fell. It was too exciting. If I continued, I would have a mental breakdown. The thousand-year corpse king seemed have a premonition of his impending failure, and his angry roars were occasionally mixed with a few wails.
The Millennium Corpse King staggered, no longer having the arrogance it had in the beginning. At this moment, it was even worse than an ordinary zombie. If it sucked for a little longer, only a body would be left, and its soul would turn into free energy and disappear in the "Dead Space".
"Woo..." The Millennium Corpse King could no longer stand and slowly lowered his body, letting out cries of pain. How pitiful! The king of zombies, the commander of thousands of zombies, ended up with such a miserable end just because he provoked an enemy he shouldn't have provoked.
Looking at the thousand-year-old corpse king with only a few breaths left, my heart suddenly moved and I felt a little compassion. Maybe I don’t need to kill it. Try to solve the problem in another way. It may be better for it and for me!
