Chapter 304 – The Domain of Bone Town, the Corpse Giant Appears

The roaring between heaven and earth gradually faded, leaving behind only ravaged land so devastated that its original topography was no longer recognizable.

The Goblin Prince narrowed his eyes.

He was slightly surprised.

Of course, only slightly.

His previous strike wasn’t intended to kill the black-armored General. He wanted to capture this General alive and use him as a clue to find the Miracle Lord who might exist in this region.

Thinking this, the Goblin Prince opened his palm again, stirring the heavens and earth in the blink of an eye to form a giant hand capable of grasping an entire small mountain.

He thrust it forward.

The yellow giant hand blotted out the sky, descending like a slowly collapsing mountain range.

In the distance, the black-armored powerhouse seemed to exert all his strength, once again slashing out a roaring Nether River. This Nether River was even more vast and spectacular than before.

Instantly, heaven and earth roared and shook, with storms raging in all directions.

The Goblin Prince raised his right hand high, a massive outline appearing in his palm as he gathered the power of heaven and earth to fiercely strike three times.

The distant black-armored General also consecutively slashed out three Nether Rivers.

This time, the Goblin Prince was genuinely somewhat astonished.

Fourth Order Peak experts who could withstand a Legendary Realm’s heaven-and-earth strike with mortal bodies were already rare among the rare.

The Prince had seen a few such powerhouses in his lifetime. Each possessed ultimate killing moves that outsiders couldn’t learn or imitate.

But such ultimate killing moves typically required peak powerhouses to exhaust all their energy and strain their bodies to the limit just to execute once.

Using such a move once was already a desperate struggle, let alone three or four times.

The Goblin Prince had never personally encountered peak powerhouses with such capability, but he had indeed heard rumors.

For example, the unparalleled prodigies standing at the very top of the Dragon Gate List within the Taixuan Alliance.

The black-armored General before him was precisely such a figure!

“This Prince is willing to call you the strongest beneath the Legendary Realm, but…”

“How many times can you execute such attacks like slashing out the vast Nether River at your utmost limit? Whereas this Prince’s attacks borrowed from heaven and earth incur minimal consumption.”

If not for borrowing the power of heaven and earth, with 99% of the consumption paid by the elemental particles of the world, even he, the Goblin Prince, would expend considerable energy to unleash such a strike.

If even a Legendary Realm expert like him would face significant consumption, how much more so for a mere Fourth Order Peak mortal commander?

Typically, a single Nether River could exhaust all the energy of a Fourth Order Peak expert. Unparalleled powerhouses were always far superior compared to ordinary experts.

But no matter how abundant your energy reserves are, how abundant could they possibly be?

Even if you had four, six, or ten times the reserves of other peak powerhouses, what difference would it make?

…

Deadbone’s basic energy reserves were indeed meager.

Even though it had reached Epic Three Stars life form, compared to conventional Fourth Order Peak life forms, it only possessed… several dozen times more.

Several dozen times the energy reserves were undoubtedly a drop in the bucket in such a grand battle.

Slashing out several dozen more Nether Rivers would be meaningless.

Deadbone was testing, contemplating.

After slashing out the fourth Nether River, it retracted its aura and used the cover of the energy storm to flee into the distance.

However, such an escape attempt proved futile as expected.He had long been locked on by the Goblin Prince. The power of the Domain felt like shackles, binding him tightly.

With the advantage of his Domain, the Goblin Prince could not only trap his enemies with no escape, but he could also retreat effortlessly if he found himself at a disadvantage.

For Deadbone, this battle could only end in two ways.

Either he emerged victorious.

Or the Goblin Prince perished.

The Goblin Prince must die.

Fighting while retreating, he had already unleashed the eighth Nether River.

The Goblin Prince was repeatedly astonished, the killing intent in his eyes growing increasingly intense. “This one must not be allowed to live.”

Once this black-armored General stepped into the Legendary Realm, he would immediately become a powerhouse among legends. Given a little more time to cultivate, in just a few years, he might even surpass the Celestial River Sword Saint, or even the Moon Sword Immortal.

But no matter how high his potential or how extraordinary he was, this black-armored General would fall here.

At this thought, the bitterness of the Goblin Prince’s exile faded considerably, and he let out a sinister, cackling laugh.

Suddenly,

He paused slightly, sensing over a dozen figures approaching from afar within his Domain.

These figures carried an aura quite similar to that of the black-armored General.

This was Deadbone’s purpose in stalling for time and fighting while retreating.

He was waiting to reunite with the Bone Legion. Goblin Prince, what are you waiting for?

Deadbone couldn’t be sure, so he didn’t dare let his guard down in the slightest.

Was the Goblin Prince also waiting for his trump card?

The Goblin Prince: “…”

He looked down into the distance and immediately recognized that the undead reinforcements were all powerful individuals.

This was likely a Miracle Territory primarily composed of undead troops.

The Prince couldn’t identify the specific type of undead, but it didn’t matter.

“Numbers hold no meaning before the greatness of the Legendary Realm.”

He made his move.

This time, he no longer held back, abandoning his cat-and-mouse playfulness.

The power of his Domain fully unfolded, causing the heavens and earth to tremble. Majestic mountain ranges rose from the ground, forming a Throne that lifted him high.

In this mode, the Goblin Prince’s power was greatly amplified, and his control over the forces of heaven and earth expanded severalfold.

Whoosh—

Endless particles of earth element converged from all directions, gathered into his grasp.

From a distance, the entire sky turned a bright yellow, as if veiled by a curtain.

Beneath the bright yellow sky and above the peaks, countless elemental particles coalesced into one brownish-yellow Spear after another, hovering around the Goblin Prince.

However, these Spears were immensely large, resembling horizontal buildings, exuding an indescribable sense of pressure.

“What’s happening!”

Dozens of kilometers away, an intelligent monster stared in shock, then fled as if running for its life.

Further off, atop a mountain peak, a winged warrior of the Winged-People Kingdom hid and peered cautiously, his jaw dropping in disbelief.

“Le-Legendary!”

“A Legendary Realm expert is going all out!”

He was a member of the Winged Guard, a secret elite personally trained by the Queen.

In the eyes of many young Winged-People, their kingdom had been isolated for years, but they were unaware that the Queen had still left behind several informants to gather information from the outside world.

This winged warrior was one of them.

He also knew that not long ago, outsiders had visited the Winged-People Kingdom.

“Could it be that this faction of living beings has been discovered by a dominator-level legend?”””No, no, I must report to Her Majesty immediately!”

As for going forward to investigate? He absolutely dared not.

This wasn’t a matter of courage, but rather that going would be a pointless death.

No one could spy under the nose of a Legendary Realm expert.

On the northwest side of the battlefield, an intelligent monster from Gnoll Tribe One also gazed at the bright yellow sky.

It wasn’t aware of the Goblin Prince’s presence, and its intelligence was rather limited.

But it at least understood that when seeing such a situation, what it needed to do was… return home and report! When uncertain about how to handle matters, leave the decision to the chieftain.

“Little ones, follow me.”

The Squad Leader of the mountain patrol monsters waved its claw, and the other small monsters without developed intelligence swayed their heads as they followed.

The next moment,

Ding-ling~ Ding-ling~

Tree shadows danced, and the patrol Squad Leader’s vision seemed to blur with multiple overlapping images before its entire body collapsed to the ground, devoid of life.

“Clean up the scene, then we need to move to the next location.”

…

At the same time, Mu Yuan held a spell in his hand, observing the entire battlefield through the Eye of Tianquan.

“Personnel are already in position.”

“The battlefield has also been set up completely. We can begin the real battle now.”

On the battlefield, the Goblin Prince continued gathering power, accumulating Building Javelins.

With one hand raised as if holding something and the other slowly closing into a gripping motion,

The surrounding world and towering mountains rumbled as they converged toward the center.

Domain·Mountain Range·Suppression Kill!

The suppression force from the Domain was more than ten times stronger than initially. This was the genuine Domain of an established Legendary.

Under the Domain’s suppression, the weaker Skeleton Lords stiffened completely, their internal energy stagnating and moving at a snail’s pace—they had lost nearly eighty to ninety percent of their combat power.

These were still experts possessing Fourth Order combat strength.

Yet Fourth Order strength seemed insufficient to even qualify to strike before a true Legendary Realm expert.

Bone Two’s skeleton creaked and cracked—how could it endure such humiliation? It desperately wanted to charge forward recklessly, but found itself somewhat immobilized, and moreover… it couldn’t fly.

It could only look toward its invincible leader.

Through the mental communication network, they had already exchanged tactics in the blink of an eye.

Amidst the towering mountains, a peak piled high with white bones abruptly manifested. The Bone Mountain stood taller and more substantial than the surrounding mountains, thrusting sharply into the illusory-looking ranges.

Simultaneously, a power similar to a Domain—capable of influencing surrounding space and suppressing the world—radiated outward from the White Bone Holy Mountain.

The Mountain Range Domain, tangible yet only interactable and disruptable by another Domain, suddenly rippled, with rocks tumbling down.

“What is this?!”

The Goblin Prince had just widened his eyes when, in the distant sky, plains of white bones materialized one after another.

One, two, three… fourteen.

The fourteen Undead Territories resonated immediately upon appearance.

Unlike during previous practice sessions, this time they employed a ‘1-3-11’ formation. Centered around the Undead Holy Mountain, three Undead Territories formed a triangular guard, with the remaining eleven Undead Territories positioned further out.

This formation differed from what Bone Two, Bone Three, and Bone Four usually practiced, yet the fusion and resonance of the territories now occurred faster, more smoothly, and more stably than ever before.

In the blink of an eye,Before the Goblin Prince could comprehend what was happening, before he vaguely sensed something amiss and decisively took action, before he realized he couldn’t influence the dozen territories resonating and fusing…

He struck with overwhelming force.

Dozens of brownish-yellow javelins, each towering like hundred-meter buildings suspended on either side of him, tore through the sky and slammed violently into the ground.

Boom!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom—!!!

The earth shook violently, splitting open with fissures stretching thousands of meters; distant mountains were pierced through and shattered, sending plumes of dust soaring into the sky; Building Javelins even struck a far-off river, blocking its entire course as an invisible force spread out, instantly drying up the riverbed.

At the epicenter, storms, dust, and energy tides layered thickly over one another.

Suddenly, they were torn apart by an unfathomable power.

The wind stilled.

Dust returned to dust.

The energy tides seemed absorbed by something, sinking into the bone-strewn earth. All that remained before the Goblin Prince’s eyes was…

Mountains! Desolate plains! Forests of bone!

And the Throne towering atop the Holy Mountain, constructed from countless white bones.

Black armor, a black cloak flapping wildly. Countless undead emerged from the ground and every corner of the ashen-gray world, roaring at the sky, offering their hearts to their king’s ascension.

Across the pale earth and the bone-white Holy Mountain, wisps of black mist drifted.

The black mist had thinned considerably from before, now speckled with earthen-yellow fragments. It was this very mist that had blocked the Building Javelins from the Goblin Legend.

Even so, several deep fissures now scarred the Undead Holy Mountain.

This level of damage was the most severe it had ever sustained since its birth! The most severe!

“In my name.”

Power from countless undead within the territory converged in a torrent.

Behind him, the Well of Death began to surge.

Deadbone plunged his Sword inverted into the Holy Mountain Peak. The Undead Holy Mountain, amplified several dozen times through resonance and fusion beyond its normal state, manifested before the world!

Crack—

A strained hum echoed within the Mountain Range Domain.

Domains are unaffected by all physical matter, yet now, the Mountain Range Domain seemed to bear the weight of an entire world. It couldn’t withstand the world’s burden, couldn’t resist the world’s suppression.

It…

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack—

Mountains split, the earth fractured, soil and stone broke apart, and the Domain’s Foundation began to shatter.

“Only a Domain can counter a Domain.”

This was common knowledge.

There were rare exceptions that transcended this rule.

Such as the unique abilities of Epic-tier beings!

The Goblin Prince understood this principle. He was certain this black-armored General was an Epic-tier being, and no ordinary Epic at that, but…

His gaze swept the surroundings.

There stood fourteen other figures beside and behind the black-armored General, each supporting a territory above their heads, radiating immense power.

All of them were Epic-tier!

Was this reasonable? Yet reality lay before him, and the Goblin Prince’s mind nearly short-circuited. For a moment, a faint urge to retreat flickered in his heart.

Not because he couldn’t win, but because it was just too bizarre.

But this thought lasted only an instant. If he retreated tactically now, he would never be able to hold his head high before the Gnoll Legend again.

…

The moment the Mountain Range Domain shattered, the shackles binding Deadbone and his skeletons vanished completely.

Bone Two felt incredibly light, brimming with inexhaustible strength.

With a glance, it noticed the boss had already disappeared.

The boss had charged straight into the fray!Deadbone at this moment seemed possessed by Bone Two, fighting with a ferocity unlike any contemporary general, charging against the torrent toward the Goblin Prince.

He remained utterly calm.

Even after sealing the Goblin Prince’s Domain, he still held no advantage.

In a long-range bombardment or a battle of energy attrition, the one most likely to fall would still be himself.

Most importantly, even if he prevailed in such an exchange, he wouldn’t be able to keep the Goblin Prince here. The Undead Holy Mountain could never truly suppress a Legend.

The other party still held the advantage of coming and going as they pleased.

To snipe this Legend, the only way was…

To discard the flashy energy Moves, to abandon the seemingly steady long-range assaults, and engage in the most perilous close-quarters combat with their Physical Bodies.

Deadbone spread his wings and soared into the sky.

The Goblin Prince widened his eyes and grinned.

“Close-quarters combat? What gave you the illusion that you could defeat a Legend in melee?”

His Domain damaged, the Prince was already furious. With a low roar, he enveloped himself in a brown-yellow torrent, his entire body swelling layer by layer under the cover of earthy yellow energy, like a mountain giant.

The flail in his hand also swelled several times, then dozens of times, then hundreds of times as he swung it!

Like a golden meteor!

The meteor froze mid-air, caught in the grip of a giant skeletal hand.

Behind the colossal bone palm, a giant forged entirely from white bone, burning with eerie cold flames, tore through the torrent and emerged.

It cast an even larger shadow over the Goblin Prince, who now resembled a mountain giant.

(End of Chapter)