Brand New Life Online: Rise Of The Goddess Of Harvest Chapter 1617: An Unexpected Foe
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As the group slaughtered all the Owl Bears they possibly could and advanced forward, they reached the depths of the forest, finding something quite bizarre, a large, red and purple colored crystal growing out of a black, distorted tree, which spread its roots everywhere.
The crystal was constantly releasing a miasmic energy everywhere, constantly causing the Owl Bears to enter crazed frenzies, and also pushing them to evolve into the stronger forms they had battled through this entire ordeal.
Elayne had wasted no time, throwing her shovel at the crystal, fully realizing that this was the cause of this entire mess, and aiming to shatter it with a single blow of her flying weapon.
However, to her surprise, that didn’t happen, the shovel ended hitting an invisible, powerful spiritual barrier, absorbing the impact and the energy within it, including the spirit energy and the mana, and making the shovel simply bounce off and fall to the floor, Irene, the shovel herself, was left surprised, as she floated in midair, glancing at the scene with her master and everyone else.
And from behind the crystal, someone stepped out, wearing black robes and releasing a powerful dark aura, a mysterious figure emerged. Their eyes glowed bright red beneath their black hood, obscuring their appearance. Their voice was tenebrous and manly, although strangely dry too. And their robes didn’t seem to originate from the Black Hand, as Elayne and her group analyzed.
"And who the fuck are you dude?!" Rita asked angrily, manifesting a giant dragon claw made of darkness and grabbing a bunch of Owl Bears, who screamed in agony as they were crushed to death. "Are you the fucker behind this? Oh man we’re going to beat your shit!"
"Calm down Rita," Elayne said, stepping forward as her barrier stopped any Owl Bears from even touching her, her magic manifested giant beams of sunlight from large sunflowers popping out of the ground, sending them flying one after another as she recovered Irene. "Let’s first talk... why are you doing this? Are you from the Black Hand? Depending how you ask... We might spare you."
"Spare him?! I bet he’s some evil bastard anyway!" Jenny said angrily, her halberd digging and cleaving through the Owl Bears close to her, as her Weapon’s Aura and her own Magic combined, summoning giant serpentine dragon jaws, biting her foes ravenously.
The man wearing a black robe laughed, as he suddenly manifested a giant black scythe, and then pointed the weapon at Elayne, his voice becoming even louder.
As he roared, his robe lifted as a black skeleton was revealed, with eyes made of rubies and covered with red runes all over his black skeleton body, which seemed to be covered with a hard black steel. He raised a scythe, overflowing with phantasmal flames.
"He’s from the Demon King of Death?!" Rita gasped. "So those fuckers are here as well?! No freaking way! Can’t you bastards give us a break?!"
The skeleton unleashed a powerful shockwave of darkness and nether from his body, shaking his surroundings, before he swung his scythe against Elayne, unleashing a powerful shockwave of darkness.
An explosion of darkness and phantasmal flames engulfed her, and yet her Angelic Barrier remained powerful, almost unscathed, with barely a few cracks.
The skeleton was left speechless, he didn’t expect that she would have a barrier so strong she could even take a direct attack from his powerful Relic.
"So you’re not even one of his Generals? Then you’re not even going to last a single minute against me."
Elayne stepped forward as she breathed life into her surroundings, the miasma corroding the forest from the crystal started being pushed back by her endlessly expanding domain and terrain.
"Fate truly works on mysterious ways, don’t you think? I just happened to come here for a friend, and I ended meeting you and this whole little scheme that Skeletor is planning... Might as well thwart his plan while at it, right?"
A shockwave of phantasmal energy encompassed the surroundings, as the corpses of the Owl Bears and even their ghostly spirits emerged as zombies and specters, suddenly making the foes they hunted into new monsters, overwhelming everyone in a second.
The Owl Bear Zombies were also much stronger and reckless than the others, and the ghosts unleashed phantasmal flames, aiming to burn the souls of their victims. Everyone desperately retaliated, fighting back together as a large group, while trying not to separate from one another.
"Certainly, it isn’t looking too good..."
Or is it?
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