It was not a surprise that Michael was too bored fighting ordinary Undead. Even the Anubirats and Kleshabits weren’t worth his attention at this point. They weren’t weak. It was just that Michael could overpower them with Sacred Constitution and the Aethyr Warhammer.
Fortunately, the Elemental Empress had fun burning everyone with her Purgatory Flame. She comprehended how to conjure Purgatory Flames, and practicing how to utilize the new flame was intriguing enough to push her to eliminate more foes. As she killed thousands of Undead, energy filled her body. She gained enough energy influxes to increase her rank slowly.
Once they were done killing the Undead in the surroundings, Michael decided it was time to kill the strongest Undead to end the reign of the Undead forces. He didn’t plan on wasting his time in the Sacred Desert if he could spend his time doing something more productive.
But sensing the strongest Undeads wasn’t as easy as he’d predicted. He traveled through the Sacred Desert for a while, ignoring millions of Undead as he flew above them, only to pinpoint the bony figure that was about to throw a black fireball at Kaleb and others.
Michael descended with horrifying velocity while fusing with Zeroa. She was excited about the black fireball and released a portion of her body to dive into it as they crashed heavily into the bony figure.
“Where is that idiot?” He asked, looking left and right, only to see Kaleb pointing underneath him.
“Ohhh.”
Michael smiled, embarrassed, but he didn’t have much time to be shy. His Cursed Seals suddenly manifested alongside the Serpent Seals. Michael didn’t even do anything as a serpent head emerged from the World Serpent’s Living Image. The serpent head was as thick as a human head. It lunged for the bony figure’s head, crushing it instantaneously.
However, that was not all. Vibrant tendrils burst out of the Cursed Seals. Michael narrowed his eyes and swallowed hard when he noticed that the golden extraction tendrils were more resilient and potent than 7-Star True Extraction. His Curse took action and unleashed extraction tendrils through the Cursed Seals.
But instead of smashing into the bony figure, the extraction tendrils intertwined and merged, forming a large canine head. The canine head was blurry, moving almost too fast for Michael to make out anything. However, he clearly saw the Curse’s massive fangs as they plunged into the bony figure’s chest, devouring it.
Michael swallowed hard. He didn’t do anything, yet a massive flood of energy swept through his body until it reached his War Rune. His War Rune churned wildly in excitement and accepted the energy unconditionally. Simultaneously, the Cursed Seals vibrated rhythmically alongside the Serpent Seals.
A third Serpent Seal glowed up for a few seconds before dying again. It was similar to the Cursed Seals. But the sixth Cursed Seal didn’t start glowing. Instead, the fifth Cursed Seal glowed stronger than before. Only now did Michael notice that the fifth Cursed Seal wasn’t as potent as the other seals. That was about to change.
Spirit Eyes discovered something dark and eerie inside the bony figure, something that had been drained rapidly from the World Serpent and his Curse. A single glance at it caused Michael to shudder badly.
“That thing is sinister. Is that a Curse as well?” Michael asked after he regained complete control of his body.
He could tell that the bony figure wasn’t the Undead Pharaoh, but the World Serpent and his Curse wouldn’t jump at his enemies like this if the bony figure wasn’t a Curse or something like that. They usually only acted in uncontrollable greed when it was related to Curses and growing stronger.
[It’s a Fragment, a tiny portion of the Curse we’re hunting!] The World Serpent answered in his mind.
“That thing is the fragment of the Undead Pharaoh’s Curse? That means the Undead Pharaoh should be quite strong. If a small portion of his power is already stronger than an Elite Tier-4 Awakened…how powerful will he be?” The corner of Michael’s lips curled upward.
“How many Fragments are there?”
The World Serpent hissed in annoyance.
[How am I supposed to know how many Curse Fragments the Undead Pharaoh has? The more Fragments he created, the higher the deterioration of his main body’s strength. He could have split his Curse into hundreds of Fragments, though I doubt that. The Undead forces are too unorganized for the Undead Pharaoh to have hundreds of Curse Fragments spread throughout the Sacred Desert.]
The World Serpent’s answer was satisfying enough for Michael. He summoned the Aethyr Blade and coated it in purgatory flames, which was only possible thanks to Zeroa’s tireless training with the newly acquired flames, and pierced it through the bony figure’s core. The Curse and the World Serpent were already done devouring the Curse Fragment. There was no need to stay here any longer.
Michael turned to his friends and smiled at them.
“You are doing a great job out there. Everyone is improving so fast. That’s nice to see,” He praised them before spinning back to the masses of Undead.
Michael didn’t jump into the air this time to avoid the Undead. His entire being was overflowing with energy, and everyone, including his Curse, the World Serpent, and Zeroa, was itching for some blood.
In fact, Zeroa wanted to test out the Soul Flames she’d devoured a minute ago, whereas the Curse and the World Serpent lusted for more Curse Fragments.
‘I have two addicts, a cute little flame, and an annoying brother inside me. That has to be a bad joke,’ Michael thought, but the grin on his face never ceased.
[I didn’t even do anything!] Danny complained, but Michael just smiled.
He unleashed strands of Qi in all directions. The strands separated from Michael’s body and expanded naturally. They burst outward and contracted, compressing into magnificent double-edged blades.
Michael controlled the Qi Blades at will. At this point, they felt like extensions of his form and moved with deadly precision. Michael took a deep breath, trying to maintain perfect control of each blade. Simultaneously, he urged Zeroa to lend him some power.
The Elemental Empress complied without hesitation. She shrouded the Qi Blades with purgatory flames and maintained the fire.
After that, Michael strode toward the Undead horde that had been inching closer.
“I’ll be searching for their Boss,” Michael told the others, who stared at him as the slaughter ensued.
The Qi Blades coated in purgatory flames shot in all directions. They pierced cleanly through the cores of the Undead, entering his range of attack. At first, only a few Undead Summons died from the Qi Blades, but Michael’s control of the Qi Blades improved until they were indeed like extensions of his body.
It was a magnificent sensation. Minuscule power influxes reached his War Rune at every moment, and he didn’t even have to use too much energy to maintain the Qi Blades. Only moving the Qi Blades around cost energy as long as they didn’t shatter.
However, it was not like Michael lacked energy. He could insert Extraction threads into the Qi Blades to extract the Undead’s power as they died. However, Michael didn’t feel like draining the Undead’s tainted energy. He’d rather avoid harming his form by doing something stupid.
It might not be the first time Michael planned to do something stupid, but he learned from his mistakes. There was no way that he would repeat his foolish mistakes.
Probably.
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