Undead Mage: I Have a Skeleton Clone

Chapter 760 - 492: Skeleton Mage, Frost vs. Undead!

Tiamat took the opportunity to spew Death Dragon Breath, the obsidian-like breath corroding a gap in the swarm of Ice Armor Beasts.

The Skeleton Mage let out a deep laugh like the shifting of glaciers as an aurora from its Eternal Freeze Core swept across the battlefield.

The Undead Creatures enveloped in the beam were instantly frozen solid; even the Resentful Soul Furnace within the chest of a Corrupt Hatred congealed into an ice sculpture.

Lin Qingshan raised his shield to block, but Ice Crystal Vines unexpectedly grew on the surface of the Mystic Iron Giant Shield, snaking along the shield toward his arm.

"Soul Shock!"

The purple-black ripples from Fang Zhou’s Magic Ball shattered the ice vines, simultaneously activating his [Flash Bracelet] and allowing him to appear at the Skeleton Mage’s left flank.

Three Skeleton Flying Spears wrapped in Corrosive Poison struck the mage’s right shoulder but shattered into dust upon impact with its Ice Armor.

It wasn’t bone at all, but Magic Armor forged from Eternal Freeze Iron.

"Pitiful wretch, you think you can see through the Eternal Secret?"

The Skeleton Mage swung its Magic Staff, casting a Frost Nova. The blast sent Jing Fei, who was attempting a stealth attack, crashing into the stone wall.

As the Skeleton Mage slowly approached, Ice Ghosts constantly rose from the ice layer beneath its feet. "This body is merely a vessel," it rasped. "My Life Box has long been one with the Eternal Frozen Soil..."

Fang Zhou’s expression turned solemn. Previous intelligence never mentioned that Undead Mages from the Naraku Civilization were proficient in Frost Magic. Why can this Skeleton Mage, dead for so long, still cast such a wide variety of powerful frost spells? Even the Undead Creatures it summons have strong Frost Attributes. This completely contradicts the style of all the other traps in the mage’s tomb. I have to stall. As long as I can hold on, there has to be a way.

The opposing Skeleton Mage’s level was comparable to Azklos at his peak; both were at the Bronze Limit and approaching Silver.

Normally, this level of power wouldn’t have posed much of a threat to Fang Zhou. However, this was the Skeleton Mage’s home turf. Furthermore, its mastery of Frost Attribute energy far exceeded Fang Zhou’s knowledge of Undead Mages from the Naraku Civilization. As a result, Fang Zhou found himself temporarily unable to deal with his opponent.

The two sides engaged in a rapid-fire spell duel for over ten minutes.

Seeing that the Skeleton Mage’s energy showed no signs of waning, Yan Yan’s expression turned grim, but Fang Zhou remained as calm as ever.

The ghostly light of the Soul Eagle Eye swirled in Fang Zhou’s pupils. For the past ten minutes, he had been tracing his opponent’s energy circuits, and now he finally had a lead. He had noticed something unusual inside the Skeleton Mage’s ribcage: every time the mage cast a Frost Magic spell, a specific, reversed-scale-shaped ice crystal would shimmer with runes.

"Found you!"

At Fang Zhou’s command, twenty Corpse Shooters suddenly turned and unleashed a rain of Poisoned Bone Arrows toward the Skeleton Mage’s chest.

"A futile struggle."

The Skeleton Mage summoned an Ice Crystal Shield but failed to notice three bone arrows, enhanced by the [Brutal Aura], quietly alter their trajectories.

The arrows disintegrated into Soul Fire upon contact with the shield, slipping through its crevices and into the chest armor.

The Soul Threads of his Soul Link finally wrapped around that reversed-scale-shaped ice crystal!

"So you’re just an insignificant clown, not even a Corpse Witch! You’ve refined your Energy Core into a Frost Core!"

A cold smile curled Fang Zhou’s lips as the Death Magic Power in his chest began to overload and spin.

For the first time, the Skeleton Mage showed an expression of shock and anger. An absolute zero cold burst from the Eternal Freeze Core, dragging the entire Glyph-Carving Chamber into an ice age.

Yan Yan’s fire spells froze at his fingertips, Lin Qingshan’s shield shattered into icy debris, and even Tiamat’s dragon breath solidified in midair into black Ice Spines.

"Harvest Festival: Full Release!"

Fang Zhou activated his Rune Resonance. Slaughter Charge transformed into blood-red lines that crawled across his body.

The Heart Steel Rune appeared on his forehead. Enduring the excruciating pain of his soul freezing, his Mana shattered the Bronze Shackles, temporarily stepping into the Silver Domain.

Five self-destructing Corrupt Hatreds blew open a path with their Resentful Soul Furnaces as a Skeleton Storm gathered into an abyssal maw at the tip of his Magic Ball.

When the Skeleton Mage attempted to escape back to the main burial chamber through the Teleportation Array, it found that the Soul Threads had long since locked down its Energy Core.

A torrent of composite magic—infused with Corrosive Poison, Death Energy, and overloaded Soul Fire—poured into the Frost Core through the Soul Link.

The moment cracks appeared on the surface of the Eternal Freeze Core, the frost Barrier sealing the entire Glyph-Carving Chamber began to collapse.

"No... this is impossible..."

The Skeleton Mage’s ice-crystal body cracked inch by inch.

It frantically tried to draw energy from its Frost Core to reassemble, but a Death Energy Scroll thrown by Fang Zhou pierced straight through its core.

The Skeleton Heart-Piercing Flying Spears sealed within the scroll surged through the cracks, tearing the proudest creation of the Eternal Frozen Soil into ice dust.

At the last moment, the Skeleton Mage’s Frost Core flashed, tearing open a small black hole in space and allowing it to warp away from the battlefield.

Fang Zhou immediately gave chase. His Soul Eagle Eye was locked onto the main burial chamber, having already pinpointed the Skeleton Mage’s final destination.

"Clean up the battlefield!"

Fang Zhou left the members of Flame Medal to finish off the remaining enemies. He commanded the Six-armed Snake Demon Warrior to forge ahead, charging straight into the main burial chamber.

Before him stood a gigantic, glyph-carved coffin that exuded a Death Energy aura Fang Zhou found all too familiar.

Eighteen chains hung diagonally from the ceiling, binding the coffin in place.

On the ground, a Pentagram Array shimmered with a brilliant luminescence. Its extraordinary beauty signified an extraordinary danger.

"You must die!"

The Skeleton Mage’s voice rang out again. It was incredibly weak, yet laced with a bone-chilling killing intent and filled with hatred and rage.

The frosty aura emanating from the coffin grew stronger and stronger, and Fang Zhou felt as if he was about to freeze stiff.

"Look," Fang Zhou said. "I just wanted to do a little archaeology, but you had to go and make a big fuss."