Chapter 1756 Lich vs. Giselle
The Gravedigger was very experienced. When I yelled “careful,” he had already ducked down at the first time to avoid any incoming attacks and was carefully observing his surroundings. When the chains pierced through the ice wall and came in, he immediately rolled away from his original position, dodging the first wave of chain attacks.
However, dodging just one wave was not enough. The chains extending from the magic sword seemed alive, capable of changing direction freely in mid-air. It curved and continued to stab towards the Gravedigger. At this crucial moment, the Gravedigger swung his shovel, hitting the back of the chain head-on, deflecting it aside.
Three mummies immediately rushed forward. Some stepped on the chains with their feet, while others grabbed them with their hands. Even though they were emitting white smoke and being corroded by the magic power of the magic sword, the mummies had no sense of pain and held on tightly.
I continued to observe the Lich within the ice fog using God’s Eye. He was currently locked in a fierce battle with Giselle. Giselle was considered to be at a very high level among us. It was she who saved us from the chaos caused by the Lich last time, but she arrived too late to have directly fought the Lich.
Now, she was like a phantom, constantly attacking the Lich within the ice fog. However, the situation remained unpredictable, and it was impossible to tell who had the upper hand. The Lich had the advantage of terrain; this was his temple, and he was very familiar with it. The surrounding ice fog was also created by him, and he seemed to be able to sense the enemy’s position through it. He would always turn to intercept Giselle’s attacks in advance.
Furthermore, the cold and deathly aura within the ice fog constantly eroded everyone within its range, freezing their bodies, depleting their vitality, and even forcefully expelling souls from their physical forms. “Hate Blizzard” was, after all, a forbidden spell. Even though its primary purpose was to turn those killed by it into ice ghouls that obeyed the caster, its power was befitting of a forbidden spell. In the previous battle, Via had to use a large-scale forbidden spell to counteract its effects.
But now, Giselle moved freely through the ice fog, draped in a thin shadow veil that blocked the erosion of “Hate Blizzard.” Even fighting in such an unfavorable environment, she was not at a disadvantage at all. Bone daggers, throwing knives, shadow scythes, and other ranged items flew out constantly from all directions, attacking the Lich. Although the Lich held a powerful magic sword, he was clearly not adept at using it. Faced with such dense ranged attacks, he failed to block them in time several times.
However, the skeletal remains the Lich had chosen for his reincarnation were clearly meticulously selected; their hardness was exceptionally high. Even Giselle’s ranged attacks could only leave shallow scratches on his old bones. Spells were easily broken by this powerful Lich. Giselle was indeed a genius, but no matter how talented she was, she was still just a little girl. In front of a Lich who had spent a hundred years specializing in and researching spells, she was like an amateur showing off.
Giselle was well aware of her weaknesses. Using magic against this Lich would be inviting humiliation and exposing her flaws. What she lacked the most was the accumulation of time. Therefore, after a brief probe at the start, she stopped using magic altogether. But Giselle also had her advantages. Her nearly complete God’s Body allowed her speed, strength, and reaction time to far surpass the incomplete Lich. She relied on her physical superiority, moving at high speed, constantly closing in to assassinate the Lich.
The magic sword in the Lich’s hand was incredibly powerful. Whether it was the Death God’s Scythe, the Murder Bone Spur, or the Shadow Veil, all were cut down by a single slash of the sword, and the dark red sword energy would affect a wide area in front of it. But Giselle, relying on her extremely high speed, elusive Shadow Step, and exquisite assassination skills, avoided direct confrontation with the Lich’s magic sword and still managed to inflict several scratches on him.
When preparing to deal with Giselle, I had previously learned about the weaknesses of Shadow spells. One was an environment of complete light with no shadows, and another was an environment of complete darkness with no light. This was the latter case. The ice fog was everywhere, and without light, there were no shadows. This rendered a large portion of Giselle’s most proficient Shadow-based spells useless. Moreover, the Lich had no internal organs, making her specialized technique of killing by targeting organs also ineffective. Even under such unfavorable conditions, Giselle was still fighting the Lich to a standstill. If we were outside, I estimated she would have already killed the Lich. Unfortunately, the longer one fought in this environment, the more they would be affected by “Hate Blizzard.” Even the shadow veil could not completely block the cold from affecting her body, and I could clearly see her speed had decreased compared to when she started.
At this moment, Giselle noticed another opening in the Lich’s defense. She rushed towards the Lich from behind, conjuring a semi-transparent polearm scythe in her hand. Just then, the Lich suddenly turned and swung his sword at Giselle. Giselle had no choice but to swing her scythe to meet the attack. The moment they clashed, the Death God’s Scythe was shattered by the magic sword. Even a divine spell combining Shadow-based spells and Murder’s Divine Spell was useless.
Giselle reluctantly used Shadow Step to escape. She had encountered this situation many times before. No matter how exquisite her attack, the Lich would simply swing his sword, breaking all attacks with a single slash. She could only avoid its edge each time. But this time, her movements were slightly slowed by the cold entering her body. She was lightly grazed by the sword energy’s shadow, causing Giselle to be sent flying from a distance. She retreated several steps, and the shadow veil on her body was directly torn to shreds by the sword energy. Her expression turned ashen, and blood trickled from the corner of her mouth. Such terrifying power was contained in a single sword strike. Even being grazed by it had severely injured Giselle. I found it strange, if the Lich possessed such a powerful magic sword, why didn’t he use it last time? Was it because he didn’t bring it?
Seeing that his strike had succeeded, the Lich directly raised his sword and charged at Giselle, piercing her chest with it. The massive sword almost split her petite body in two. The Lich’s skeletal mouth opened wide, seemingly about to laugh. However, before he could utter a sound, Giselle’s figure suddenly shattered like glass, freezing his expression in place. A bone dagger silently stabbed towards the Lich’s back, imbued with the divine power of the Lord of Murder. If it hit, even the Lich would be severely suppressed by the Death God’s divine power. At this moment, the Lich had no time to turn and swing his sword. Giselle had feigned being affected by the ice fog and set up this trap at the cost of her own injury. If there was even the slightest accident, she would have been utterly destroyed, her soul enslaved by the Lich. It could only be said that she was as reckless as ever.
However, just as the bone dagger was about to pierce the Lich’s spinal bone, his body suddenly froze over; he had conjured a suit of ice armor on himself. Giselle immediately released the frozen dagger, but this time she couldn’t escape. She was sent flying by an ice palm from the Lich.