Absolute Death Game-Chapter 299 - 70 Heart Piercer - Blade of Wailing_2
The more traces he saw, the more curious and puzzled he became about what had happened before. He wanted to quickly reach the end of the tomb to see for himself what was there, but the tunnel seemed endless, stretching on for more than a kilometer, judging by Xiao Buli’s running speed after five or six minutes of fast pacing.
Finally, a massive door appeared in front of Xiao Buli, guarded by two stone statues that clearly bore the style of exotic lands. The statues—one male and the other female—were easily distinguishable by their physical features. The male’s physique was robust, and the female’s, graceful. Originally, they would have been beautiful statues, but eerily, the male statue sported a tiger’s head, and the female, a serpent’s. The fearsome beastly heads looked jarring atop human bodies.
One half of the stone door was tightly shut, while the other half had been blasted into fragments, allowing Xiao Buli to walk through unimpeded.
Inside was a hall so vast it was unimaginable, stretching over thousands of square meters, and yet not a single corpse was seen. At the far end of the hall, however, stood a tremendous statue that had been thoroughly destroyed, barely recognizable as some sort of alien creature. Beneath the statue, there was a throne on which sat a figure cloaked entirely in a cape. Read new chapters at novelbuddy
(Finally at the boss? This instance is surprisingly simple; not a single Minor Monster in sight.)
As Xiao Buli thought this, he slowly walked toward the BOSS, wondering if it was the atmosphere, the depth underground, or merely his own foreboding that made his heart beat faster the closer he got to the BOSS.
From a distance, he could see that the BOSS’s name was in silver. Strangely, there was no health bar under the name.
Filled with a certain fear that the BOSS might be one of his friends, Xiao Buli finally recognized the name when he got closer.
’Corpse of Liu Xing——Soul-binding Corpse Guard’.
Shit! The moment he saw the name clearly, Xiao Buli’s heart skipped a beat, but the next moment he felt a strange sense of relief. The unknown is always the most unsettling; when terrifying speculation becomes reality and confronts you, Xiao Buli somehow found the outcome acceptable.
Yet, knowing didn’t make it any easier to bear.
Xiao Buli took a few more steps and reached the BOSS. Looking at the corpse wrapped in the cape, his heart was filled with only sorrow. So the guy did die, right here in the gloomy depths. He remembered the first time he met Liu Xing, at the Green Dragon Group’s server room, when Liu Xing had raised his glass in greeting.
The Corpse of Liu Xing: "I smell the breath of the living, I feel the warmth of life, I hear the beating of the heart. Fearless and foolhardy intruder, this shall be the terminus of your life, the ultimate fate of your destiny. Are you ready to face your doom? Whether you are or not does not matter, for today you shall sleep here forever, entombed in the cold underground."
The voice of the Corpse of Liu Xing was chilling and hoarse as the figure cloaked in black stood up from the throne, wielding a longsword that emitted wails of death.
Xiao Buli couldn’t help but let out a wry smile at the BOSS’s lines. Full of humor in life and still so poetic in death, he sighed internally, feeling hopeless yet still typing: "I am Xiao Buli. Do you remember me, Liu Xing?"
There was no response. In the next moment, the Corpse of Liu Xing was already charging at him.
(All right, then let’s have a proper fight, as a farewell gift.) Thinking this, Xiao Buli raised his sword to meet the charge.
He did not activate the Sunfire Sword Qi, for in this moment he wanted to rely solely on his swordsmanship to defeat this once-friend and grant him a fitting end.
Swords crossed, and two figures passed by each other, then spun around simultaneously, each unleashing dazzling moves. Xiao Buli had trained with Liu Xing countless times, sharpening each other’s sword skills. Now, it seemed as though they were back in those old days again, even though their positions had completely changed.
Liu Xing’s swordsmanship was as sharp as always, which the Xiao Buli of the past could not have withstood. But now, he stood his ground, dodging, parrying, and attacking, constantly switching between sword techniques. The Corpse of Liu Xing also changed its moves relentlessly, but although the attacks were fierce, something felt strangely rigid to Xiao Buli—Liu Xing had always been known for unpredictable shifts in attack style, surprising Xiao Buli with moves he could never anticipate.
Now the styles repeated as if reciting poetry known by heart—still ornate, still fluid, but lacking that thrilling essence.
After dozens of exchanges, Xiao Buli realized the other’s moves were repeating themselves.
Is that all there is? Xiao Buli suddenly felt disappointed; he thought he was battling Liu Xing, but just then he realized that what he faced was merely a stiff shell controlled by the system—not the Liu Xing he knew.
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Feeling abruptly disenchanted, as the opponent once again executed a sequence from the Gale Sword Skills, Xiao Buli used the Shadow Clone to distance himself, and the opponent attacked the Xiao Buli on the right, but this time he was on the left. Before Liu Xing’s move could finish, Xiao Buli rushed forward, Straight Lightning Sword!
