CHAPTER 1128: CHAPTER 872: IN BROTHER’S EMBRACE

Ghost shadows everywhere.

Farosa grips the Star Tamer and rushes forward, while the others are dying and resurrecting, resurrecting and dying, their spirits nearly collapsing. Normal people are utterly unable to withstand the Ancient God’s screams; only Farosa has any fighting strength left.

Pomorty lies on the ground, with ghosts constantly crawling out from the gash in its abdomen, resembling bio loss of blood, causing its own strength to continuously drain away.

Her eyes are fixed only on the Godslayer Weapon in Pomorty’s hand.

Take it back! Take it back, and another sacrifice will be added to Farosa’s Godslayer list!

"Die!" Farosa grips the Star Tamer with both hands and, taking advantage of Pomorty’s imbalance, fiercely hacks at its skeletal body!

Break!

The heavy impact of the Star Tamer is extraordinary, releasing points of starlight from the cracked bones

Pomorty roars in agony, its body trembling constantly on the ground, the aura of death gradually dissipating from its form.

"You’ve never seen a true ’immortal’ existence, have you?" Farosa moves along Pomorty’s gigantic body.

Its form is as large as a mountain range; Farosa can’t reach its hand in a short time.

Pomorty lets out another scream, its massive body slowly shifting, using its remaining strength to heal itself.

The shattered bones continuously mend, each piece fitting together and regenerating, as if every bone has its own life.

Damn—it rises like a small mountain.

Even though power continues to flow away from it, can the Netherworld Giant God not be defeated? It has sustained injuries so severe— even the Grim Reaper should have died!

Pomorty forcefully swings the Scythe of Death with its left hand, its body flying once more.

Farosa can only watch as the Godslayer Weapon moves farther and farther away from her.

It emits a spectral screech, and hordes of skeletal giants and bone monsters respond to its summons, emerging from nothingness. This is Pomorty’s long-driven ghost army, now appearing in a moment of crisis to defend.

Farosa rapidly divides her attention to command Easter and Yao Guang, having them eliminate these monsters, while she herself battles the undead, raising the Star Tamer to swing fiercely, shooting shards of starlight from the blade, obliterating masses of undead, and shattering skeletons that get too close into powder, as if ground by a millstone.

Pomorty, eager to survive, continuously summons more undead to shield it while it draws power from the Netherworld, persistently restoring its combat state.

Under its violent extraction, the Netherworld itself also becomes unstable.

It shows no slack to Farosa, repeatedly swinging the black scythe, summoning giant lightning strikes, but she swiftly raises her sword to defend, lightning spreading across the Star Tamer, stinging her palm painfully, rapidly festering, in need of quick recovery.

Simply can’t kill them all... its accumulated power over the years... Farosa thinks darkly... enough to exhaust me.

Must end this quickly, these endless ghost armies, countless white bone skeletons, death spirits, and monsters—

Intense green light flares from every corner of the Nether Land.

"We’re here to help you!"

"Charge!"

"Defeat them!" It’s the free spirits! Hosoda Yoshiyuki charges in the lead!

They absorb the ambient Netherworld energy, mostly spilled out when Pomorty was previously wounded.

This black energy infuses them, transforming the originally fragile ghosts into stronger, more hardy spirits.

They rush fearlessly like green fireflies toward the overwhelming pale skeletal monsters, ignite them, burn them! Farosa vaguely recalls the Cyber Specter’s words—these ghosts have already died, thus they fear no death; they’ve already endured pain, thus they fear no suffering!

Alright, the final chance! Farosa grits her teeth.

She leaps at Pomorty, launching a fierce assault with the Star Tamer before it can recover.

Pomorty swings its scythe, clashing with Farosa’s weapon, the two having hundreds of confrontations within mere seconds, their speed too quick for the naked eye to follow.

Pomorty is astonished by Farosa’s close-combat prowess; she’s learned everything too fast, including top-tier combat skills.

The ultra-fast, ultra-high power battlefield is all too easy for her; is this truly the combat strength of one who has slain the divine?

Despite wielding both a Godslayer Weapon and the Scythe of Death, it can’t match Farosa’s power—

Farosa, however, feels the danger, as strong as she is, she’s still just barely holding ground against the wounded Pomorty.

No, if she falls behind today, it would render everyone’s efforts in vain.

She battles decisively and nimbly, her speed climbing higher once more.

"You shall die too!" Farosa’s strikes are precise to the extreme, each blow damaging Pomorty’s body.

Pomorty begins to collapse under Farosa’s offensive!

The Star Tamer is also a Divine Sword. In her extreme anger, Farosa can use it to cleave through mountains and part seas. She delivers a final heavy thrust, hitting Pomorty’s chest directly, she clearly feels the shell of the Netherworld Giant God Pomorty crumbling under her strike!

Too heavy—attacks—Pomorty resists bitterly.

If this were a worldly object stabbed like this, the entire land would quake.

The rebellious spirits have inflicted hard-to-heal wounds on it, with Pomorty fighting injured, ultimately unable to rival Farosa!

Her recuperative power is beyond imagination, the "Restoration Law" appears flawless on the battleground of the gods, the most powerful healing technique in the world, without any defects, any magic formula for recovery can only bow in admiration!