Some didnât want to believe her, their expressions turning cold.
Moreover, that person even attacked the trialist next to them a few seconds after voicing their opinion.
They cut off the trialistâs head right off. After the man lost his head, he obviously couldnât survive any
longer. However, his soul was still not dead yet, expressing his rage.
Just then, something odd happened. When the person died, the coffin under their legs created some
sort of mysterious energy. The energy restricted his body and mind, dragging him into the coffin.
Later on, the lid to the coffin closed on its own.
Splash!
The mud next to them seemed to be controlled by some type of law power, making it sink into the pit. In
the blink of an eye, that personâs casket disappeared, but a tombstone somehow rose from the ground.
There seemed to be some words carved on it as well. âHere lies Benedict Marlenis, the disciple of
Cloud Atlas clan from Galaxy Nova.â
In an instant, the people who saw this were insanely stunned. The rumors were true after all, those who
died did have, in fact, turned into tombstones.
âThat⦠She was telling the truth?â
âWould we end up like him too? Is there no way to survive?â
Everyone wanted an answer right there and then. They definitely didnât want to just die in this realm. No
one wanted that.
Shellyâs mysterious voice chimed into everyoneâs ears again. She told them that they had to unite
forces and defeat the emperor if they wanted to survive. However, first and foremost, they had to kill
the Corpse King off.
Shelly could only speak to those trialists on top by inserting her divine consciousness into the tomb.
Her methods were quite thorough, and even the emperor didnât realize her tricks, despite controlling
this entire realm.
âKill the Corpse King?â
âWhere is the Corpse King anyway?â
Some trialists werenât all that bright, unable to understand Shellyâs words.
Everyone only realized that someone was fighting the king when Shelly pointed towards Alex. That
fierce aura that courageous and determined attitude fired everyone up for this.
âAttack!â The people who woke up from the tomb rushed out.
With the help of the bridge, the trialists were able to leave the tomb with ease. Watching Alex and the
Corpse King fight, everyone was shocked and helpless. It was because they couldnât help at all.
However, Alex had just set a formation down, cooperating with the trialistsâ positions, gathering
everyone to kill the Corpse King together.
Boom!
Three minutes later, the king resigned to fatigue. When he had fallen from multiple long ranged attacks,
Alex used his own weapon, The Corpse Sword and aimed it towards his neck.
The Corpse King then died under the fists of numerous trialists.
âYay!â
âHaha! Oh my, that was the Corpse King, yet he still died with our combined forces!â
âThen would it be any harder to defeat the Emperor of the Underworld? I feel like we could totally do
that with our current condition!â
âWhereâs the emperor, huh? Where is he? Has he run away like a little coward?â The crowd was
starting to get hyped up. Some even shouted cockily.
Despite this, the emperor huffed coldly, âYou peasants, how dare you speak such foolish words? Iâm
not even interested in flicking my fingers in your direction. One spit from me is enough to drown all of
you. Got it?â