PFC Chapter 285 You're still too green.
Chapter 285 You're still too green.
He paused, his gaze seemingly piercing through endless spatial barriers, and saw the figure who thought he had escaped, still shaken and secretly pleased with himself in some corner.
"You've forgotten that the mark itself is the best signpost."
"Besides, who told you... that I can't catch up without spatial fluctuations?"
The moment the words left his mouth, Lin Tian moved.
He did not use [Blink] or [Star Leap].
Instead, it directly connects to the second effect of [Spatial Imprint] – Hunting!
With his mind locked onto the coordinates of that distant mark, a torrent of magical power and stellar energy surged into the skill runes like a bursting dam!
"Hunting, start."
Without any earth-shattering fanfare, Lin Tian and his shadow clone beside him vanished in the same instant, as if erased from a drawing, transforming from solid to ethereal, from dense to faint, until they became transparent, and then...
They completely disappeared from the spot.
There were no spatial rifts, no starlight channels, and not even the slightest leakage of energy.
It was as if they had never stood there.
There were only slight ripples in the air that distorted slightly before quickly subsiding.
On the charred battlefield, only Celia and the little white bird circling and murmuring remained.
The wind swept across the circular pit, carrying some ash.
Celia stared at the spot where Lin Tian had disappeared, remaining silent for a long time, her heart filled with endless awe for her master's unfathomable strength.
She knew that Kael'thas... was finished.
......
It is located approximately 1,100 kilometers away from Dark Eclipse City, in a secluded valley shrouded in a thick, deathly mist on the shady side of the massive skeleton mountain range.
A faint, almost imperceptible ripple, as if it were an illusion, spread through the space.
A disheveled figure, as if spat out by an invisible hand, staggered out of nothingness and fell with a "plop" onto the cold, damp ground covered with black moss.
"Cough cough... cough cough cough..." Kael'thas coughed violently, each cough sounding as if he were coughing up his lungs.
He lay on the ground and struggled several times before he could barely prop himself up with his arms.
At this moment, he was ten times more miserable than when he was in front of Lin Tian.
The tattered robe he was wearing had been reduced to shreds, barely covering his body.
The backlash from the forced fusion and subsequent stripping of the [Thousand Soul Wall]'s origin has now fully erupted.
Instead of fading, the dark red energy patterns on his skin bulged and twisted like a red-hot iron, radiating high temperatures that burned his flesh and brought him excruciating pain.
The terrifying burn left by the [Starry Sky Storm] from his left shoulder to his chest and abdomen was already festering and oozing pus, emitting a foul stench.
His magical power was nearly exhausted, his meridians were damaged in many places, and his soul was dimmed due to excessive consumption and backlash, giving off a feeling of weakness and tearing.
but!
He survived!
He escaped from that monster's clutches!
"Ha...hahaha...cough cough...hahaha!!"
Kael'thas first suppressed a low laugh, then the laughter grew louder and more unrestrained. Although it was accompanied by violent coughing and a pained expression, the ecstasy and relief of surviving the ordeal in his laughter were incredibly real.
"I survived! I survived!!" He laughed hoarsely, slapping the ground with his hands without regard for his image, sending up a cloud of black moss fragments.
"That damned human! No matter how powerful you are, no matter how unparalleled your defense! You're still too green!! Didn't expect that, did you? Didn't expect that I, Kael'thas, wasn't going to fight you to the death, but to run away?! Hahaha!!"
He laughed so hard that tears almost streamed down his face; it was a frenzied release of extreme tension and fear.
"Acting skills! How was my acting?! Tears streaming down my face, hysteria, a suicide pact! Even the energy vortex was simulated so perfectly! I even fooled you, you monster! Hahaha!!"
Kael'thas smugly recalled his "brilliant" performance, finding it increasingly exquisite.
"Are you still standing there like an idiot, waiting for my 'Return to Nothingness'? Are you still wondering why my ultimate move is a dud? By the time you realize it, I'll already be a thousand miles away! Aren't you angry?! Hahaha!!"
He laughed for a long time before gradually calming down, but the smug look on his face did not diminish at all.
After catching his breath, Kael'thas laboriously moved his body and leaned against a cold, skeletal rock.
He carefully took out a dark purple bone fragment that was completely dull and cracked from the corner of his almost broken storage space.
This is the remains of that incomparably precious [Boundless Illusion Talisman] after it was used.
Looking at the completely ruined bone fragment, Kael'thas's smug smile faded, replaced by a deep sense of heartache and pain.
"Sigh... [Illusionary Talisman of Infinity]... I guess I'll just have to use it like this."
He stroked the cracks on the bone fragment, his tone filled with regret.
"This was the only one, obtained by sacrificing the lives of an entire royal guard from the deepest part of the 'Wailing Corridor' back then!"
"Random teleportation without spatial fluctuations, and the ability to create perfect illusions to buy time... it's practically a second life!"
Kael'thas gritted his teeth, "It's all that damned human's fault! He forced me to use this last trump card! It's a complete disaster!"
He carefully collected the discarded bone fragments. Even though they were useless, they were still the remains of a top-grade material, and perhaps they would still have some research value in the future.
After carefully putting away the bone fragments, Kael'thas's expression returned to its previous state of relief mixed with a hint of lingering fear.
"But... what's done is done. As long as I survived, it was all worth it."
He muttered to himself, beginning to examine his injuries; the more he looked, the uglier his expression became.
"The injuries are too severe... The source is damaged, the soul is injured, and the [Wall of a Thousand Souls] was forcibly extracted by me. Dark Erosion City's defense is probably less than one-tenth of what it used to be, and its structure may even be damaged... It won't be able to recover its strength for several decades or even hundreds of years."
"And Celia... that bitch! The [Abyssal Blood Core] is still in her hands!"
Thinking of this, Kael'thas's eyes flashed with extreme resentment and unwillingness.
"Not only did we fail to obtain the Blood Core, but we also lost all our generals, and almost perished ourselves! Dark Eclipse City is also half-destroyed... It's a complete disaster!"
But he quickly forced himself to calm down. As long as he was alive, there was still a chance.