Global Game: I, the Necromancer, am the scourge

Chapter 201: Chapter 188: The Mark of Fel Energy, Targeted by the Abyssal Lord!

Truth can often be harsh, because when the Lord Bosses tried to escape, not a single person chased after them; instead, they each pulled out a scroll.

The next moment, dozens of single-target spells were released from the scrolls.

The fourteen escaping Lord Bosses had barely run a dozen meters before they were overtaken by the multitude of spells.

“Aaah…”

Amidst a series of screams, the bodies of the Bosses fell into the lava flow, along with various dropped items, slowly sinking into the magma.

“Move!”

Relying on the scrolls in their hands, they had slain fourteen Fourth Order Level 100 Lord Bosses in just 10 seconds. Without a moment’s hesitation, they turned and left, rushing to support the newly torn defensive line.

As for the items that fell into the lava, salvaging them would take time, and they had no time to linger in the Abyssal Castle now.

The Abyssal Lord was still trapped in the sealed space, but it was able to unleash forbidden spells through the dimensional seal. Would it be long before it broke through the seal?

They did not want to stay and face the Abyssal Lord, only to be hammered to death by it.

A Minor Forbidden Spell is still a forbidden spell, and its power is no joking matter. Now, relying on the power of the scrolls, they were barely managing to fly and escape through the air.

If they lost the power of levitation, they would be trapped on those buildings.

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Then, they could only watch the flowing lava and slowly be roasted alive by the high temperatures emitted by the magma, becoming a succulent roast suckling pig.

Meanwhile, inside the central palace of the Abyssal Castle.

Eight teachers from Dragon Academy, positioned at eight different points, had formed an octagonal sealing Array.

The massive body of the Abyssal Lord Mopah was imprisoned within the sealing Array.

Within the Array, the whole space was frozen, with time seeming to stop flowing.

At this moment, Mopah’s Spirit was dragged into another dimensional plane, under attack by four teachers from Dragon Academy.

From the initial trials and tests to the escalating battle, until one teacher ambushed Mopah, severing the mammoth tusk at the left side of his jaw, Mopah finally began to go berserk.

Raging fel energy seeped out from his Spirit, triggering the deep-seated demonic fire power within him.

Subsequently, the Abyssal Lord showed his full power, almost instantly shattering the entire dimensional plane.

In comparison to the outside world, where he stirred the underground lava flows and created a Minor Forbidden Spell level disaster, it was within this dimensional plane that a true cataclysm, a world-ending disaster, occurred!

Fel energy blanketed the sky, demonic fire incinerated the world, and the Abyssal Lord’s vast body overshadowed the entire dimension. A long-handled stabbing spear, infused with the Abyssal Lord’s demonic blood, turned a purple-red color and swelled to a size even larger than the plane itself.

The spear’s raging power, with just one strike, pierced through the dimensional plane, breaking the void’s prohibitions, shattering the space, and the remaining wave of energy rippled into the Abyssal Rift.

The four teachers battling Mopah were not to be outdone. They also transformed into giant phantoms, encircling Mopah in the midst, launching their own attacks in an attempt to suppress him once more.

Unfortunately, even Abyssal Lords have their ranks, and Mopah was no ordinary Abyssal Lord.

Amidst the dark green fel flame, Mopah’s Spirit unleashed a terrifying pressure; in an instant, it broke through from the epic level, surpassing the legendary, to reach the Emperor.

With the release of life energy layers, the seals within him broke. Mopah’s expression turned extremely ugly as his Spirit, with the life energy layer seals lifted, developed many fine cracks.

“Damn it! All of you vermin, you all deserve to die!”

Mopah, while containing his own aura, burst forth with even more violent energy. With just a simple sweep of his spear, he tore through space.

The entire space, as the tip of the spear passed, shattered like a glass mirror cut by something razor-sharp, revealing the chaos and nothingness behind the space.

The four teachers were struck by the blow, their Spirits suffering a hit, becoming listless and feeble as their enormous phantom forms disintegrated in an instant.

“Damn it! This creature’s bloodline tied to the Abyssal Demons, with a bloodline seal within him, what do we do now?”

“Screw it! Run for it!”

“Crap, this mess is bigger than expected. Retreat first, then immediately notify the head of Dragon Academy.”

“We’re outta here…”

The four teachers, their Spirits communicating in an instant, accomplished the objective of a strategic transfer the next moment.

Their Spirits, transforming into wisps of smoke, dove into the pre-prepared dimensional portal.

The most outrageous part was that these four individuals, in the split second of escaping through the portal, casually dropped an energy bomb, blowing up the dimensional portal completely.

The destruction of the return portal precipitated a shift in the dimensional plane’s coordinates, deviating from its original trajectory.

This forced the Abyssal Lord Mopah, eager to return to the Abyssal Rift and his own castle, to expend some effort to realign his body’s planar coordinates before he could break through the dimensional plane and forcefully return.

The four teachers who escaped back to the Abyssal Castle, disregarding the injuries to their Spirits, made a retreat gesture and immediately rode the azure wind element, making a swift exit.

The eight teachers who had set up the Array, seeing the retreat signal, didn’t hesitate to pull out an Array Plate. Upon activating their Spiritual Power, they swapped out their position in the Array and then fled the palace without looking back.