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Versatile Archmage

Chapter 345: The Nether Wolf Assists, Shattering the Corpse Monarch's Chest

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Volume 4: Super-Tier Awakening & The Ancient Capital Calamity

Chapter 345

The Nether Wolf Assists, Shattering the Corpse Monarch's Chest

The treacherous wind howled through the cracked stone crevices of the Ancient Capital’s valley, carrying the thick stench of millennia-old death qi baked inside ancient tombs. Amidst the gloomy, pitch-black heavens and earth, the Mountain-Cleaving Corpse Monarch stood ponderous like a moving mountain. Reaching a hundred meters in height, its physique was as robust as ancient granite cliffs, yet it was now surging into a frenzy at its absolute limit. Columns of pitch-black smoke billowed furiously from its crown and shoulders straight into the sky, punching a hole through the thick cloud layer above to form a swirling vortex of death qi.

The remaining colossal claw of the Mountain-Cleaving Corpse Monarch dug deep into the earth, kicking up tens of thousands of jagged stone shards sharp as daggers. It raised its head and roared, its voice echoing like winter thunder, vibrating fiercely enough to crack the surrounding space with tiny fissures. Its blood-red eyes flashed with extreme madness, locking straight onto the shimmering silver spatial barrier enveloping the small figure at the center of the battlefield.

It wanted to tear that barrier to shreds! It wanted to shred the one who dared challenge the majesty of a zombie king!

Yet Lin Feng did not grant the giant monster even half a breath to counterattack.

Standing loftily in midair, his black hair billowing wildly in the hurricane generated by his own overwhelming momentum, Lin Feng’s gaze was as chilling as ice blades. He did not retreat a single step; his slender hands suddenly clenched, fingers shifting rapidly to weave complex, dazzling rune incantations. Ancient magical characters manifested brightly in the air, revolving around him like a miniature galaxy.

A deep incantation resonated from the depths of his soul, carrying a terrifying pressure that weighed down all creation:

“Summoning Star Palace — Open!”

Boom!

The entire sky above Lin Feng’s head instantly flashed in a mixture of golden light and mysterious purple. A colossal spatial gate, towering hundreds of zhang, slowly ripped open from the void. Pitch-black lightning bolts intertwined around the gate frame, emitting piercing, crackling explosions. From within that portal, an aura of Mid-Stage Monarch rank—pure and ferocious—erupted, freezing the surrounding air solid.

“Nether Wolf! Tear it to pieces!”

Lin Feng’s voice rang out crisp and cold, piercing through the thick veil of fog.

“ROAR——!!!”

A heaven-shaking roar carrying the majesty of a beast standing atop the otherworldly food chain erupted from the depths of the spatial portal.

First came a pair of colossal black dragon wings, spanning dozens of meters with jagged bone spikes protruding, tearing through the black clouds. Following that, the robust, forty-meter-long physique of the Nether Gluttonous Dragon Wolf majestically stepped out of the void. Its entire body was clad in thick black dragon scales, sturdy as extraterrestrial meteorites, gleaming with a chilling, bizarre luster under the dim glow of the death qi. Its jaws parted to reveal razor-sharp fangs, dripping with corrosive black flames capable of melting metal.

This was no ordinary wolf; it was a primordial beast bearing the bloodline of both the Gluttonous Beast and the Dragon Clan!

The moment it appeared, the Nether Wolf did not hesitate. It beat its colossal dragon wings, transforming into a sharp streak of black light plunging straight toward the earth. Its speed was so extreme that it left a long, lingering black trail across the sky, tearing the atmosphere apart.

The Mountain-Cleaving Corpse Monarch seemed to sense the mortal threat radiating from this newly arrived creature. It roared in fury, swinging its massive stone arm to swat away the black insect diving toward it.

Yet the Nether Wolf was a step faster.

Seizing a fleeting gap in space, the Nether Wolf maneuvered with agility baffling for a creature of its bulk. It completely dodged the earth-shattering blow from the Mountain-Cleaving Corpse Monarch, then suddenly accelerated, rocketing onto the monster’s back and sinking its jaws deep into its nape.

“Grrr ooooh——!”

The Nether Wolf’s razor-sharp fangs bit deep into the rotting flesh and steel-hard rock scales of the Mountain-Cleaving Corpse Monarch. Its front black dragon claws dug into the protective boulders along the monster’s spine, leveraging the terrifying might of a Mid-Stage Monarch to pin its massive, multi-ton skull down toward the earth.

“Rumble, rumble, rumble!”

The incredible weight and momentum of the Nether Wolf prevented the Mountain-Cleaving Corpse Monarch from maintaining its footing. The corpse monarch’s colossal frame teetered, its knees buckling as it slammed heavily into the ground, shattering the earth for hundreds of meters around into a deep crater. Dust and stone shards flew in blinding clouds, obscuring half the battlefield.

Yet the battle did not stop there. This was merely the overture to the finishing chord.

At the exact moment when the Mountain-Cleaving Corpse Monarch’s head was pinned to the ground, unable to rise, Lin Feng descended from the heights of the firmament like a presiding deity.

His eyes blazed brightly. Within his dantian and bloodline, the Spatial Star Palace and the Primordial Divine Body simultaneously erupted to their absolute limits. Every drop of blood in Lin Feng’s body began to boil, emitting a roaring rumble like crashing tidal waves. Physical might fused flawlessly with primordial spatial magic, wrapping his entire body in a dazzling silver halo that made him resemble a fiercely burning meteorite hurtling toward its target.

He raised his right arm high. His fist clenched tight, and the space around his fist began to warp and distort. Pitch-black spatial cracks crawled out like spiderwebs, emitting a hair-raising whistling shriek.

“Void Annihilation Fist!!”

A shout carrying absolute majesty erupted from Lin Feng’s lips, driving straight into the hearts of all who watched the battle from afar.

Boom——!

The fist, carrying the terrifying destruction of space and divine might, plummeted from above, piercing straight through the Mountain-Cleaving Corpse Monarch’s dense defense of stone and death qi. The power of this blow focused entirely onto a single point, turning Lin Feng’s arm into an invincible drill aimed straight at the monster’s colossal chest.

Thud! Crack... snap!

The ancient granite chest armor of the Mountain-Cleaving Corpse Monarch shattered into tens of thousands of tiny fragments in an instant. Lin Feng’s fist, encased in silvery spatial light, plunged deep into its chest, tearing through gray muscle tissue and foul black bloodstreams to strike true at the core target: the demonic core heart throbbing frantically within!

That was a dark green crystal the size of a carriage, containing all the death energy and tainted souls the Mountain-Cleaving Corpse Monarch had absorbed over thousands of years. The demonic core heart was currently glowing brilliantly, continuously pumping energy throughout the monster’s body to resist this fatal blow.

“Trying to resist? Too late!”

Lin Feng sneered coldly. His arm, buried deep inside the monster’s chest, suddenly unleashed multiplied explosive force.

“BOOM——!”

A muffled, world-shaking explosion echoed inside the chest of the Mountain-Cleaving Corpse Monarch. The colossal demonic core heart could no longer withstand the pressure of the Void Annihilation Fist and completely blew apart into tens of thousands of sparkling green magical crystal shards, spraying outward through the cracks in the monster’s chest.

The green light extinguished instantly.

The colossal hundred-meter frame of the struggling Mountain-Cleaving Corpse Monarch suddenly stiffened. The blood-red eyes on its skull bulged wide, before that crimson glow rapidly dimmed and vanished entirely.

“Crash...”

The massive body weighing millions of catties—belonging to the Mountain-Cleaving Corpse Monarch, a figure that had once sown terror among countless factions and powerhouses in the Ancient Capital—collapsed onto the earth like a collapsed volcano. The impact shook a vast region, triggering a minor earthquake that sent dust and stones soaring into the skies.

Within just a few breaths, under its own immense weight and the exhaustion of its death flame, the entire colossal carcass of the Mountain-Cleaving Corpse Monarch began to decay, turning into a pile of pitch-black ash that puffed pale gray smoke drifting into the void.

The Nether Wolf withdrew its wings, lightly leaping back a few steps to stand beside the pile of ash with a majestic, proud posture. It raised its head, let out a soft roar, and transformed into a streak of black light flying back into the spatial portal as it slowly closed.

The vast battlefield of the Ancient Capital plunged into a dead silence for a fleeting moment. Not a single soul dared breathe too heavily; every eye was fixed upon the youth standing tall amid the ashes, his arrogant back resembling an unshakable banner of victory.

Yet right at that moment, a strange transformation occurred.

From deep within the pitch-black ashes of the Mountain-Cleaving Corpse Monarch, a dazzling purple-black light suddenly erupted, tearing through the billowing smoke and dust. A Early-Stage Monarch Soul Essence the size of a copper basin, radiating pure and mystical energy, soared into the sky at high speed.

Carrying the final furious will of the corpse monarch, this soul essence intended to pierce the clouds and escape into the gloomy night of the Ancient Capital.

Before it could fly far, however, the Primordial Dragon Pendant hanging before Lin Feng’s chest emitted a deep, resonant hum. An invisible yet overwhelmingly tyrannical suction force surged from the pendant, forming a golden vortex of light that swallowed the purple-black Monarch Soul Essence whole in the blink of an eye!

The jade shimmered with satisfaction on Lin Feng’s chest before slowly receding.

Slaying a Monarch! Harvesting the Soul Essence!

Amidst the desolate night of the Ancient Capital, this brilliant feat stood as the most resolute declaration of the rise of a future Magic God!

Versatile Archmage • Chapter 345: The Nether Wolf Assists, Shattering the Corpse Monarch's Chest