Although Tiberius had noticed something strange about the kid, he didn’t take it too seriously.
With Luca’s strength, even if he could break through his defenses, it would be difficult.
However, that thought was completely shattered the moment Luca’s attack landed.
In the astonished and disbelieving gazes of everyone around them,
The tip of the Solar Divine Spear miraculously pierced through the gaps in Tiberius’s armor and struck directly at his heart.
“Boom!!”
“-240 million!”
A black number appeared in mid-air, leaving everyone stunned. Tiberius’s enormous body shot backward like a cannonball, and a massive blood hole appeared where his heart once was.
For a moment, the air fell into complete silence.
Everyone turned to look at the tall, slender young man, stunned into speechlessness.
Jormungandr gaped, staring at him as if seeing him for the first time.
When did this guy get so powerful?
Even Luca himself was shocked.
He hadn’t expected to hit so hard, dealing over a hundred million damage to a Transcendent-level monster.
However, he also noticed that the damage number was in black, not the usual red.
In Eternal Game, black numbers represented a “fatal strike.”
Which meant that Luca had just hit Tiberius’s fatal weakness, causing an extra tenfold damage.
But Luca knew full well that he hadn’t the faintest idea where Tiberius’s weak spot was. That attack had purely been a stroke of luck.
He couldn’t help but marvel at the power of his sheer luck. With such a high luck attribute, he was able to take on a monster-level being.
Although he’d always known that Eternal Game had four special attributes that were a bit overpowered, the hundredfold luck was just terrifying!
If he could maintain this state, who would need to grind endlessly to level up?
At that moment, Tiberius had snapped back from his stupor.
He slowly stood up, gazing at the gaping wound on his chest, from which black blood was still flowing. He looked at Luca, and a flash of fear passed through his eyes.
“You… how do you know my weakness?” Tiberius stared at Luca in disbelief.
This was his greatest secret. Apart from himself, no one in the world should know about it.
Luca remained silent for a moment, giving him a strange look before replying, “Why should I tell you?”
Tiberius’s face twisted in anger.
Then, the ground beneath his feet suddenly exploded, and in the blink of an eye, his massive form was right in front of Luca.
With a furious roar, the golden warhammer swung toward Luca’s head.
Tiberius snarled, “If you’re not going to tell me, then you can die!”
Anyone who knew his secret, Tiberius would never allow to live.
But then, something even more unfathomable happened.
Luca made no visible move at all.
Yet the giant hammer in Tiberius’s hand completely missed him, flying just above his head.
He missed?!
Tiberius’s pupils shrank in shock, unable to understand how such an absurd thing could happen. A deep sense of fear began to rise within him. This human in front of him was too strange!
Seizing the opportunity while Tiberius was stunned, Luca swung the Solar Divine Spear, lightning fast, and struck his chest once more.
“Boom!!”
“-560 million!”
Tiberius was sent flying again, and the black damage numbers above his head doubled this time.
Hiss!
The sound of countless monsters inhaling sharply filled the air, all of them looking at Luca as if they were gazing at a monster.
How did this guy manage to do that?!
“ROAR!!!” Suddenly, an enraged roar erupted from the black mist.
Tiberius’s crimson eyes burned with madness as rolling Demonic energy swirled around him. The entire Bone Plain trembled under the force of his fury.
“Boom!!”
The earth cracked open, and an enormous hand shot up from the ground, reaching toward the sky. This massive hand, almost large enough to block the entire heavens, slammed down directly toward Luca.
It was the very hand of the Mountain of the Dead that had been sitting on the plain!
If this strike landed, Luca would surely be reduced to nothing but ash.
Not daring to delay, Luca quickly called upon every ounce of power in his body and bolted for the edge of the hand’s reach, narrowly escaping its crushing force.
“Boom!!”
The earth-shattering roar echoed across the land! Dust and debris filled the air, and the plain was split by deep rifts.
Countless monsters were obliterated in an instant, turned to nothing by the monstrous swipe.
Tiberius hovered in the sky, panting heavily. His crimson eyes remained locked on the ground below.
When he saw that the “damned human” was no longer in sight, his featureless face and twisted skin relaxed slightly.
Finally… finally rid of this cursed human!
However, just as he let out a breath of relief, his peripheral vision caught something in the mist— a tiny golden figure.
His pupils suddenly contracted.
Luca, holding the Solar Divine Spear, stood unscathed within the gaps between the fingers of the black giant hand.
At that moment, he looked up at Tiberius with an odd expression in his eyes.
“How is this possible?!” Tiberius’s heart was overwhelmed with fear.
Even a Cataclysmic-level being should have been torn apart by that attack. How could this human have come out of it unscathed?
What in the world is going on with him?!
Luca couldn’t help but laugh. The hundredfold luck boost was just too good to be true!
“Now it’s my turn!” Luca shot up like a comet, soaring directly toward the Necromancer King in the sky.
“Seeking death!!” Tiberius suppressed the unease rising in his chest, and his body collided head-on with Luca’s.
He refused to believe that this damned human was so hard to kill!
But soon, he regretted it.
In the instant of the collision, Tiberius suddenly felt his power rapidly diminishing.
Panicked, he checked his condition and was horrified to realize that his power was leaking out through his wounds.
“W-Wait…!” Tiberius stammered in desperation, but what greeted him was a burst of golden flame.
Pffft!
His eyes went wide with shock.
The Solar Divine Spear pierced through his chest, and endless black blood rained down from the sky.
Tiberius’s gaze grew vacant, unable to believe what was happening.
He was actually… killed by a human?!
Boom!!
The raging golden flames erupted, engulfing his entire body.
[Ding! You have slain lv130 Necromancer King – Tiberius (Monarch)!]
[Since you have not completed the Awakening Trial, you will not receive any experience! ]
[Congratulations on completing the hidden quest “Monarch of the Abyssal Demon Realm”!]
[Reward: Miracle Emissary (Title) *1, Abyssal Token (Unknown) 1, Random Divine-Level Skill Scroll 1…]
…
The Necromancer King slowly dissolved into black mist as a series of game notifications flashed before Luca’s eyes.
Multicolored items shimmered in the air, and with quick reflexes, he caught them all.
[Miracle Emissary: When equipped, the player’s attacks have a 0.0001% chance to instantly kill an enemy, ignoring any differences in equipment, level, or items. This title can only be worn by those who have created miracles.]
[Abyssal Token: Unknown item, only the Monarch of the Abyssal Demon Realm possesses this token. The exact effect is unknown.]
[Random Divine-Level Skill Scroll: Upon use, the player will randomly acquire a Divine-level skill with no level restrictions.]
…
Looking at the item descriptions in front of him, Luca felt an overwhelming sense of excitement.
This was his first time ever defeating a Monarch of the Abyssal Demon Realm with his own power.
Though it was still with a little cheating involved, and not easy to replicate, the Necromancer King had indeed been killed by him on the spot.
This was definitely a great start!
After Tiberius’s death, the entire Bone Plain fell into an eerie silence.
All the monsters stared at Luca in disbelief, and even Jormungandr was frozen, gazing up at the young man in the sky.
She still couldn’t quite believe it.
A Monarch of the Abyss was actually dead just like that?
And in the Abyssal Demon Realm, on his own turf, Luca had managed to kill him at a higher level…
Suddenly, Jormungandr felt like she really needed to form a good relationship with her current master.
Otherwise, who knew when she might become just another soul to fall under Luca’s spear.
By the time the monsters on the Bone Plain had come to their senses, their king had already been slain. Countless monsters, panicked and frantic, rushed toward the edges of the plain, desperate to escape.
They didn’t dare to linger for even a moment.
Luca didn’t stop them, instead, his gaze shifted toward the massive black hands on the ground. The middle fingertip clearly displayed a grand gray palace.
The previous attack had caused no damage to it at all.
Inside the palace, a black, decaying coffin lay exposed, with a small white grass swaying in the wind atop it. The grass emanated an indescribable, terrifying death energy.
It was Soulgrass!
Without wasting any time, Luca entered the palace and approached the coffin. Reaching out, he carefully plucked the grass.
The moment he touched it, he felt a chilling aura surge into his body.
In the blink of an eye, his skin shriveled, losing all vitality.
Even his health dropped by a third.
What an overwhelming force!
Though Luca had expected this, he still flinched in surprise.
No wonder the Necromancer King had chosen to plant it on his coffin lid.
Your journey continues with empire
Not daring to delay, he immediately stored the Soulgrass into his storage space.
The materials needed to craft Soulwater had all been gathered.
Next, he only needed to refine the Soulgrass, and it would help Fratis regain her memories.
Once she could control that divine power within her, many things would be easily resolved.
With this in mind, Luca felt a bit more at ease.
At that moment, Jormungandr cautiously approached.
“Master…” she said, nervously tugging at the hem of her skirt, her voice sweet and playful. She even gave Luca a wide-eyed look, her obedient demeanor starkly contrasting with the nightmare queen persona she once had.
Luca wiped the smile off his face, gave her a quick glance, and said, “Stop acting cute and hurry up and help me farm monsters.”
There was still time left before the trial and the fate duration ended, and he couldn’t afford to waste it.
Watching Luca’s back, Jormungandr couldn’t help but pout, muttering, “What’s so great about him anyway…”