Witch: Accumulate Experience Through The Knight Breathing Technique

Chapter 1985: 0436 Divine Palace Roars, One Punch Kills! (Big chapter for monthly ticket and subscription requests)_3

He was worried about the number of Witch Marks he possessed, which had made the Purgatory Demon Sword question its existence.

The Desire Realm Witch said:

“Lord, this is the information we gathered about the Elephant Demon Tribe.”

Elephant Demon Tribe.

Just like the Demon Fox Tribe, it was a top-tier tribe on the seventh floor.

Their clan leaders were both Level 8 powerhouses.

Among them, the Elephant Demon Tribe’s [Ghost Elephant Master], Alex, was notably the fiercest in combat. Currently suspected to be a Level 8 Middle Stage powerhouse, looking across the eighth level, he was a nearly unrivaled force.

Furthermore, similar to the Demon Fox Tribe, the Elephant Demon Tribe had backing among the Seventy-Two Pillars of the ninth layer, specifically the [Sky Supporting Giant Elephant], also known as the “Power Tyrant!”

It was said this being possessed unparalleled strength.

Among Level 9 beings, excluding the Level 10 existences, on the sole measure of strength, none could rival it.

Even the Seventy-Two Pillars’ [Dragon Ghost Master], a pure-blooded dragon, was not its opponent.

Only the [Dead Sea Tyrant Whale] could match it to some extent.

This dominance rendered the Elephant Demon Tribe reckless and lawless on the seventh floor. Even the Demon Fox Tribe dared not provoke them lightly.

Otherwise, given the typical behavior of devil tribes and the Desire Realm Witch’s fearless temperament, had she taken a liking to a man, she would have long since captured him and brought him home.

Levi’s current goal was to help the three women subjugate the Elephant Demon Tribe’s Young Master, while also extorting some money from these wealthy heirs to attend the Netherworld Market.

The Young Master was named [Black Elephant Isenke].

This individual possessed Level 7 Early Stage cultivation but unmatched physical strength and wielded powerful Ghost Tools, making him no less difficult to handle than certain Level 7 Middle Stage devils. The three sisters lacked the power to act against him.

Levi asked:

“Subjugate the Young Master of the Elephant Demon Tribe? What’s your plan? Bring him to Aile City?”

The Desire Realm Witch replied:

“No, let him remain in the Elephant Demon Tribe. If we bring him to Aile City, the Ghost Elephant Master might suspect me of draining his son’s essence, and he would undoubtedly seek trouble. My reputation in Hell nowadays… isn’t very good.”

Levi said:

“No problem.”

After their discussion, they decided to act one month later.

By then, the Ghost Elephant Master, Demon Fox Mistress, and other powerful figures would gather on the ninth layer for a meeting to discuss the upcoming invasion of Nora.

Meanwhile, Isenke would head to [Dragon Fall Valley] to capture Undead Slaves, to be used as cannon fodder and advance troops for Hell’s invasion of Nora.

Levi and his team planned to ambush Isenke at Dragon Fall Valley.

…

One month later.

Dragon Fall Valley.

“Too weak! Becoming my mount should be your honor!”

Isenke launched his fist forward, sending a giant Bone Dragon with a wingspan of over a kilometer flying.

This Bone Dragon was none other than the [Ghost Bone Dragon], a former companion of the [Evil Spirit Monarch].

It had personally witnessed the Evil Spirit Monarch being captured by a Sixth-Circle Wizard and had decided to hide in Dragon Fall Valley, never leaving.

Invading the Wizard World? One would have to be donkey-kicked to think that was a good idea.

The Ghost Bone Dragon couldn’t comprehend what the rulers of Hell were truly planning.

What angered it the most was that these devils wanted to invade the Wizard World but used undead like it as cannon fodder in the vanguard, leaving their own forces untouched.

It wasn’t stupid.

Seeing Isenke coming at it again, the Ghost Bone Dragon, devoid of fighting intent, scraped the Void with its claws in an attempt to flee.

Two Level 6 Peak devil forces appeared in front of it, clutching a Ghost Tool shaped like a chain.

“Where do you think you’re going?!”

Clang!

With the sound of chain breaking through the air.

The chain instantly wrapped around the Ghost Bone Dragon’s entire body, squeezing its decayed bones until they creaked.

“Oh, my hips.”

The aging Ghost Bone Dragon couldn’t endure the agony.

Boom!

Taking advantage of its confinement.

A colossal fist resembling an elephant’s leg materialized from the Void!

Crack.

Hundreds of bones across the Ghost Bone Dragon’s body shattered.

Even its Soul Fire began to dim.

This Bone Dragon’s body had been used for far too long, passed through countless souls.

By its generation, the body was nearly beyond repair.

Although it was a Bone Dragon, it had its pride.

“Damn it, I, Assassin, will fight you to the death!”

Abandoning its intent to flee, the Ghost Bone Dragon unleashed a storm of Death Energy from its body, cold and dark as it swept forth!

The innumerable undead buried in the valley were awakened by its call!

These undead charged desperately towards the towering, thousand-meter devil in the sky!

Isenke sneered, transforming into an immense locomotive, smashing through everything in his path.

Black gas swirled around him, morphing into a blender that pulverized Skeletons and specters alike, extinguishing their Soul Fires.

Isenke looked down from above at the trembling ghost fires that flickered like candles in the wind.

“Be grateful, insects. I’m liberating you from these fragile shells, granting you a chance to reincarnate.”

He took a step forward, appearing above the Ghost Bone Dragon, and descended mightily!

Boom!

The Ghost Bone Dragon crashed from the sky, scattering its skeletal frame all over the ground.

Yet under the influence of Soul Fire, the bones began to quiver, flying back to the dragon’s body.

For undead creatures, Soul Fire was the essence of existence; as long as it remained, their bodies could be reassembled endlessly.

But each reconstruction required consumption of Soul Energy.

Isenke asked:

“Do you yield?”

He again dispersed the Ghost Bone Dragon’s body with a punch, aided by two assistants using top-grade Ghost Tools.

The Ghost Bone Dragon, resolute and unyielding, replied:

“I, Assassin, would rather die than become someone’s mount.”

It began burning its Soul Fire, preparing for ascension, ready to risk everything against Isenke!

At that moment.

From the Void, a shadowy structure resembling the Colosseum descended!

Boom boom boom!.

The valley trembled, bone ash filling the air.