Chapter 186 Buddha's Lotus!
Tranquil Zen Master didn't even bother responding to the shocked God of the Undead. He just threw his golden spike, and his golden staff went flying too.
With a loud crash, both the staff and spike got knocked away, wrapped in this weird grayish-white light.
The shine on them dimmed noticeably.
"Buddhist Compassion Palm."
The Tranquil Zen Master raised his hand and struck forward; in the blink of an eye, a golden palm appeared before the God of the Undead.
"You think that can hurt me?"
The God of the Undead shot out his own palm, and a horde of nasty undead came surging from his hand.
Tranquil Zen Master got sent flying, slamming hard into the stone gate.
[-35980!]
[-985.]
One was from the God of the Undead's hit, and the other from crashing into the gate.
Alan raised an eyebrow. The God of the Undead's last attack had used up those sacrificed undead.
A hundred thousand undead seemed to be fueling the God of the Undead's power right now.
After that hit, Tranquil Zen Master's health bar dropped by a third.
He had over 110,000 health points, which was pretty solid for a regular player.
But compared to Alan, it was a huge gap.
"Amitabha."
The Tranquil Zen Master cast a glance at Alan, noticing his lack of intention to intervene, and felt somewhat helpless. "Ice King, if you don't help, I'm done for."
Alan grinned. "I can't jump in yet. Use your ultimate."
Tranquil Zen Master frowned, feeling like he was being played with.
But at this critical moment, he had no choice but to go all out!
When he got up, his aura subtly changed. "Buddha's Lotus!"
A giant golden-red lotus bloomed under the God of the Undead's feet and started closing in on him.
"Damn it!" the God of the Undead roared, pressing his sixteen hands and feet against the petals, trying to hold them off.
"Buddha's Dharma Seal!"
A Buddhist seal appeared above the God of the Undead's head and came crashing down.
A bunch of undead started pouring out of the God of the Undead, some in pain, some scared, some ferocious. Their expressions were all over the place. But they all moved to resist Tranquil Zen Master's Buddha's Dharma Seal.
A series of loud bangs followed, first with the petals of Buddha's Lotus starting to shatter.
Then Buddha's Dharma Seal couldn't hold up and began to break apart too.
"Tranquil Zen Master, I've treated you so well, and this is how you repay me? Fine, hand over your soul!" A barbed iron chain flew out from the God of the Undead's hand, reaching Tranquil Zen Master in an instant.
Tranquil Zen Master was shocked, leaning back and stumbling to steady himself.
"Ice King, do something!" Tranquil Zen Master was really freaking out. If he died here, it wouldn't end well for him.
A loud bang came from behind the stone gate.
The continuous loud bangs caused cracks to appear on the stone gate.
"Impossible!" the God of the Undead's pupils suddenly contracted in disbelief.
What was happening before his eyes was simply too unbelievable.
Only he knew how terrifying that stone gate was.
But this terrifying stone gate was now covered in dense cracks.
With a loud bang, the stone gate shattered.
Tranquil Zen Master and the God of the Undead both turned to look outside the stone gate.
Standing there was a dashing player.
It was Ice King.
Tranquil Zen Master glanced at the Ice King beside him and then at the one outside the gate, puzzled. "Cloning technique?"
Alan smiled and nodded, switching to his Netherworld Longbow, and an arrow shot through the air.
The God of the Undead's expression shifted slightly, and his sixteen arms, each wielding a different weapon, moved to block Alan's arrows.
Despite Alan's fierce attacks, the sixteen arms easily deflected them.
Even in his revival stage, the God of the Undead's speed was impressive.
"Instant Slash!" Alan switched weapons and appeared in front of the God of the Undead in a flash.
The God of the Undead sneered. "I'm unbeatable in close combat. You're asking for death."
Alan engaged in close combat with the God of the Undead, but after several clashes, he retreated.
Though his attack speed was fast, the God of the Undead's sixteen arms and high attack speed made it tough for Alan to handle.
He had engaged in close combat to test if his divine whip could shatter the God of the Undead's weapons.
But the result was disappointing.
After several clashes, he realized he couldn't break the God of the Undead's weapons. The God of the Undead's weapons were indestructible.
Alan pondered whether indestructible equipment was truly indestructible.
In previous divine battles, he had seen demigods and even pseudo-gods' weapons shatter.
Their weapons, by status, should have been indestructible.
Since they were all indestructible but still got destroyed, it indicated that so-called indestructibility wasn't absolute.
Just like many panel values, the control time might be five seconds, but the actual control time was often less.
"In that case, let me see if I can destroy your indestructible weapon." Alan's eyes flashed with determination, and he attacked without hesitation.
"Three Heads and Six Arms!!" In close combat, Alan found it tough to fight the God of the Undead with sixteen arms. He wanted to use the the Netherworld Longbow from a distance,but he didn't have high armor penetration.
So, Alan chose Three Heads and Six Arms, allowing him to wield three main weapons and stack their attributes.
With the boost from Three Heads and Six Arms, his Netherworld Longbow could also gain the divine whip's effect, providing 100% armor penetration.
Alan's arrows rained down.
To maximize his attributes, Alan also equipped the Ninefold Longbow.
"Ice King, your attacks are useless. Your attack speed is impossible to break through the defense of my sixteen main weapons." The God of the Undead snorted mockingly.
But Alan didn't care, continuing to rain down arrows.
The God of the Undead remained unflustered, blocking Alan's attacks without any intention of counterattacking.
The God of the Undead said, "Ice King, I'm willing to trade my divine essence for your Godslayer Mark. It's a fair deal. Why are you so stubborn?"
Alan remained silent, continuing his attack.
At that moment, a light sound came from one of the long knives in the God of the Undead's hand.
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