The Annihilator: Killer Of Gods

Chapter 143 KIlling the Right-Hand Man

[ Task Accepted ]

[Name: Thundercoil]

[Rank: Tier 7 Terror Mutant]

[Title: The Ice King]

[Strength: 38,600]

[Defense: 38,900]

[Health: 54,000]

[Attack Power: 39,000 ~ 52,600]

Skills: No known Skills

Weakness: No weaknesses

Rewards: Hidden

As soon as Karsha woke up, he jumped at the chance to accept the next task without a second thought. It was odd, though—there were no notes or messages from the mysterious emperor. This only fueled Karsha's suspicion that the enigmatic figure Nedin mentioned might be deeply connected to the unknown emperor.

He didn't know just how deep the connection ran, but he was determined to unravel the mystery piece by piece.

'As expected, the right-hand man is incredibly powerful. I can only imagine what the Lost Prince's stats must be like,' Karsha mused. For now, he didn't really care. He'd perfected his strength to the point where he could fight like a Level 5 Grandmaster. This meant he wasn't just relying on his swords for close combat—he could employ a variety of techniques to take down his enemies.

He had worked tirelessly to enhance the Dark Prince Hell Art, even though he only had access to two levels of it so far. Once he acquired the remaining seven levels, he'd be able to dominate a battlefield like slicing through butter with a cutlass.

"We're here," Alida's voice broke into his thoughts, prompting him to stand up and take in the awe-inspiring, yet ominous sight before him.

Thunder Peaks loomed ahead—a rugged mountain range where thunderstorms raged non-stop. The peaks were jagged and towering, often shrouded in dark storm clouds. Lightning frequently streaked across the sky, briefly illuminating the landscape with blinding flashes. The ground quaked with the rumble of thunder, and the air crackled with static electricity.

The ground was constantly discharging electricity, making it incredibly dangerous to even walk on. Fortunately, Karsha and his team didn't have to worry too much. This time, Karsha had brought only Tifa with him inside the flying boat. The area was perilous, and since Karsha had no idea just how hazardous the Calamity Zone would be, he thought it best to bring Tifa along.

Her high Affinity for Lightning and Thunder meant she might have some natural resistance to the chaotic environment.

The shadow guards couldn't hide their jealousy as Karsha took only Tifa along, but they understood. The chance of surviving in such a treacherous place, especially without any prior training in these conditions, was slim.

As soon as they entered the Calamity Zone, they were immediately attacked by snakes. Karsha wasn't particularly fazed, but Tifa acted swiftly. She summoned her Hybrid Dragon and began unleashing fire spells. The dragon didn't hold back—its torrents of fire sprayed everywhere, turning the entire area red. Meanwhile, Karsha used the opportunity to practice his latest Ice skill, drawing his newest sword.

[Nedin's Sword] was designed specifically for Ice attacks. When used, it increased the power of ice attacks by 150%. Since the sword's ability was limited to ice, Karsha avoided using it for fire attacks.

He unleashed a Crescent-shaped Ice Arc, which sliced through the air and cut down the snakes with ease. Despite being slightly weaker than his fire beam, the Crescent-shaped Ice Arc proved highly effective. Even the Tier 7 snakes couldn't withstand more than two of these icy attacks.

"Alright, Tifa, you can head back now." After twenty minutes of intense fighting—thanks to Karsha's stronger attacks and Tifa not holding back—they finally broke the stalemate. Tifa nodded, then jumped into the flying boat and sped off. Karsha blinked away, and the area fell into sudden silence.

It took him less than a minute to cover several kilometers. The mountainous terrain and jagged stones towering a few meters high provided plenty of shadows for him to blink into. The only downside was that as he climbed higher up the mountain, the chaotic energy in the air became more intense.

With his Low Affinity for the Lightning element, Karsha started feeling the discomfort. If not for his unique form of the Lightning element, he would have long succumbed to the chaos. The balance of yin and yang lightning made things a bit easier for him.

"Took you longer than I expected, human," a voice echoed from 5 kilometers away as Karsha appeared on a flat surface where even the weeds crackled with electricity. Though uncomfortable, Karsha focused on the direction from which the electrifying voice came.

"Killing Nedin must have been quite an achievement for you. But don't get too confident; you won't be getting the same treatment here. This is where your story ends, Karsha. You're bound to die by my hand," the voice continued.

"Oh, so you know my name. Makes me wonder where you heard it from. I don't recall telling you my name," Karsha said, probing for details. A bit of information about this mysterious person wouldn't hurt.

"I'm not like Nedin, who lies to get her way. I'm straightforward. All I can tell you is that my purpose today is to face you in battle and kill you. I was told you'd come, and I was ordered to take your life, so don't waste time with questions. Just accept your fate," the voice responded.

Karsha heard a rustling sound, and then, emerging from the swirling mist, something massive began to move. At first, he caught a glimpse of its eyes, but then the creature roared, revealing its terrifying form. Karsha took a few steps back but didn't bother drawing his weapons.

"Don't be disheartened, human. I'll give you a chance to attack me with whatever you've got. Use any skill you possess and strike once. I'll only defend," the voice boomed as the colossal serpent slowly became visible.

Thundercoil was a gargantuan serpent, its length extending over 230 meters. Its massive body coiled and towered high, each scale a dark, obsidian black with sharp, ridged edges that gleamed with the lightning flashes overhead. The serpent's head was enormous, adorned with spiny protrusions that added to its menacing look.

Its eyes glowed with a fierce, otherworldly green light, cutting through the thick clouds and darkness. Rows of long, dagger-like fangs lined its mouth, each one dripping with venom that hissed as it touched the ground.

The sheer size of Thundercoil was awe-inspiring, its body stretching endlessly and disappearing into the stormy clouds below. The air around it crackled with electrical energy, a testament to its deep connection with the storm and thunder.

"When you're ready, human," Thundercoil rumbled as it closed the gap between them to just 1 kilometer. Karsha looked up at the towering serpent and sneered inwardly.

"You asked for it, snake. Don't blame me when you end up crashing down like an idiot," Karsha declared, a dark grin spreading across his face. Instantly, the area around him—spanning 500 meters—began to darken ominously. The colossal form of the Dark Prince materialized, and a massive swirling pool of darkness formed in the sky above.

'Since you're asking for it, I'll make sure you don't walk away from this,' Karsha thought with an evil smile. He summoned 1 million golden swords, which merged into a colossal blade over 150 meters long, bathed in a golden radiance. Sword Qi coated the tip of the sword, making it look both majestic and deadly.

The serpent immediately stiffened, casting a fearful glance at Karsha. The sight of the Mask of Malevolence only heightened its fear, making it seem as though it had seen a ghost. Karsha ignored the snake's reaction, focusing on his own actions.

"Absorb," Karsha muttered, and the mask began to absorb the fear emanating from the serpent. The snake tried to open its mouth to speak but couldn't—something was stopping it from uttering a sound.

"Since you asked for it, I'll deliver," Karsha said, and the space around him trembled while the heavens rumbled. He raised his hand, and with a mere thought, another sword emerged from the sword pool. It slowly descended, positioning itself beside the first sword. This second sword was even longer and radiated an aura of dominance that dwarfed the first.

"Defend against this, you scum. In your next life, don't underestimate your opponents," Karsha commanded, his eyes gleaming with a strange intensity. The Dark Prince's eyes glinted with something unsettling as the serpent struggled to move, finding itself restrained. The two colossal swords hurtled down at Thundercoil with terrifying speed, resembling streaks of lightning.

Sensing the imminent threat, Thundercoil's coils tightened, and the scales on its body began to glow. It opened its mouth wide, unleashing a powerful lightning breath that collided with the descending swords.

A thunderous boom erupted, sending a shockwave that swept across the entire area. Despite the reverence of the swords, the lightning breath held them off mid-air. Karsha watched with a satisfied smile, unfazed by the fact that his attack was blocked. The possibility of losing an easy victory didn't bother him.

Instead, Karsha's attention was fixed on the lightning breath. He wondered if he could ever unleash a blast like that. The colossal swords were impressive, but the lightning breath was something else entirely.

For a whole minute, Thundercoil maintained its lightning breath, holding the swords at bay. Karsha used this time to study the technique, mentally photographing it for future reference. If he ever reached a level where he could create his own techniques, he was determined to incorporate this powerful lightning breath.

"Time to end this," Karsha declared. The two swords vibrated with renewed energy, shooting forward with the force of a falling mountain. They pushed the lightning breath back towards Thundercoil, causing it to explode on impact. The first sword shattered from the explosion, but the second sword pierced through the serpent's neck, pinning it to the ground.

The explosion was deafening, sending a shockwave that hurled Karsha backward. The ground shook from the force, and the thud of Thundercoil's massive body hitting the earth reverberated through the area. Karsha had poured 100,000 MP into the technique, not anticipating such a powerful backlash from the Dark Prince's might.

He stood up, brushing dust from his clothes, and walked toward the fallen serpent. As he closed the distance of about 200 meters, Thundercoil took its final breath. Just before it died, Karsha heard the serpent utter one last word.

"Crusader."