Chapter 163 Epic-Tier Boss

Jiang Yuchen glanced at him and said leisurely, "Do you still have the strength now?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Junjie instantly wilted.

That was true.

After experiencing that sandstorm just now, everyone was mentally and physically exhausted, and their combat effectiveness had plummeted.

If they encountered a squad from another country at this moment, they wouldn't even be able to escape.

Reaching a consensus, the group quickly entered the ruined city.

They randomly found a room, sat down to rest, and recovered their stamina.

Meanwhile, at the other end of the ruined city, another squad walked in looking disheveled.

Leading them was the man in the black robe, followed by the rest of the Brahmdesh team.

Their weapons and armor were stained with blood, and several of them were injured, their faces grim.

Although they hadn't encountered the sandstorm, they had run into a swarm of desert scorpions.

After a bitter battle, they had managed to wipe out the scorpions, but not without sustaining heavy injuries.

Only the black-robed man in the lead had not lifted a finger.

When the others questioned him, he simply said, "I am here to help you secure treasures, not to carry you through leveling. Even if all of you die, it has nothing to do with me."

Though furious, the rest of the Brahmdesh team could do nothing.

After all, the commander-in-chief had instructed them to obey the captain unconditionally.

"Captain, let's take a break. Everyone is about to reach their limit," said Johari, a warrior clad in heavy armor, breathing heavily.

He had been in the front line, bearing the direct impact of the desert scorpion swarm, and was now completely exhausted.

The black-robed man said coldly, "Move forward."

Nirmala, a mage in the back, angrily stopped in her tracks. "We don't have an ounce of strength left. What if we run into a squad from another country? Are you leading us to our deaths?"

The black-robed man halted and cast a deep gaze at Nirmala.

Nirmala instantly felt a chill run down her spine, as if she had been locked onto by a terrifying killing intent.

In the next second, she would be executed!

At that moment, the black-robed man suddenly spoke, "Rest for two hours, then move on."

Without waiting for a response, he walked straight into a nearby house and sat down to rest.

The others showed expressions of joy and hurried into the house to rest.

Though it was only two hours, it was still better than no rest at all.

***

Xu Han walked cautiously through the grand hall.

On both sides of the hall, eerie blue flames burned.

As he ventured deeper, the gloomy and chilling atmosphere grew increasingly dense.

The hall was so quiet that only the sound of his footsteps echoed.

The next second, Xu Han abruptly stopped.

His gaze fixed ahead, his expression turning solemn.

A tall throne made of white bones appeared before him!

At the base of the throne lay countless bleached skulls, piled high like a mountain.

The bone throne stood silently at the very peak.

And sitting upon the throne was a woman draped in a red long dress.

Her facial features were as delicate as porcelain.

If she were in the outside world, she would undoubtedly be a beauty capable of toppling kingdoms, driving countless men wild with infatuation.

Compared to her, every girl he knew would be completely eclipsed.

Perhaps only Ningyu could rival her.

Her raven-black hair was tied up into an elaborate bun.

A touch of vermilion on her lips was as vivid as fresh blood.

Her eyes were lightly closed, as if she were in a deep slumber.

Xu Han stared intently at the woman.

Could this be the king the skeletal corpse general had spoken of?

And she was a woman?

A faint golden sheen coated his eyes.

The Eye of Disillusionment activated, inspecting the target's information.

[Name: Yaomei, Corpse Queen of the Tomb (Epic-tier Boss)]

[Race: Undead]

[Level: 100]

[Skill 1: Charm LV. 9 (Charms enemies, turning them into subordinates. Cooldown: 10 minutes)]

[Skill 2: Ghost March LV. 10 (Summons thousands of ghostly soldier spirits to march, inflicting soul shock on enemies and plunging them into a state of terror. Cooldown: 20 minutes)]

[Skill 3: Queen's Judgment LV. 10 (Judges enemies, dealing massive damage and branding them with a criminal mark. Attacking marked targets deals extra damage)]

[Skill 4: Queen's Guard LV. 10 (Summons ten Queen's Guards to attack enemies. Cooldown: 30 minutes)]

[Skill 5: Queen's Majesty LV. 10 (Passive skill: The Corpse Queen carries the majesty of a queen; those with weak willpower cannot release attacks to harm her)]

[Skill 6: Cage LV. 10 (Locks the target inside a cage where skills cannot be used. Cooldown: 10 minutes)]

[Skill 7: Nether Flame Hell LV. 5 (Summons nether flames to transform the area into a hell, incinerating enemies. Enemies burned by nether flames have a 100% chance of losing all defense. Cooldown: 30 minutes)]

[Skill 8: Nether Domain LV. 3 (Drags enemies into the Nether Domain, where all self-attributes increase by 500% for 1 minute. Cooldown: 24 hours)]

[Skill 9: Curse of the Othershore Flower LV. 2 (Casts a curse on enemies that continuously devours their life force until death. Cooldown: 10 minutes)]

Xu Han: ......

Are you kidding me?!

An Epic-tier boss?!

And it's a level 100 one at that?!

All eight skills are utterly monstrous!

No wonder they say Epic-tier bosses can never be zerged down by sheer numbers.

Just the Queen's Majesty alone meant that any class below Tier 5 couldn't even scratch her.

Ghost March and Nether Flame Hell were both ultimate crowd-clearing tools.

Kill as many as come. Who could possibly withstand that?

In single combat, there was the Nether Domain.

Once dragged into the Nether Domain, not even a Tier 7 powerhouse would dare claim they could survive it.

Where the hell did this monster come from?

Forget it, forget it.

She is simply too terrifying to provoke.

He would come back to settle the score with this queen once he became stronger.

He turned around, intending to leave.

At that moment, the woman on the throne slowly opened her eyes.

Her eyes were seductively red as blood.

Her pupils, resembling blooming spider lilies, were exceptionally striking.

As Xu Han was about to take a step away, he instantly felt a wave of chills creeping down his back.

His body stiffened, and he froze in place.

An ethereal voice rang out softly, echoing through the vast hall.

"You disturb the Majesty of this Queen, and you think you can just walk away?"

Xu Han turned back with difficulty.

He saw the woman slowly rising from the bone throne.

Her cold, aloof face bore not a single expression, yet her entire being radiated the supreme majesty of a sovereign.

At this moment, she resembled an absolute ruler looking down upon a tiny, insignificant ant.

Xu Han's mouth twitched.

He hadn't even said a word.

Why did this queen wake up... no, resurrect?!

Yaomei looked at Xu Han, who was still standing.

Her eyelids drooped slightly, and her delicate brows furrowed in apparent displeasure.

"Having beheld this Queen, why do you not kneel?!"

A terrifying pressure crashed down upon Xu Han like an avalanche!

Xu Han instantly felt as though a massive mountain had been loaded onto his back.

His body sank, his knees buckled, and he almost crashed to the floor.

Xu Han clenched his teeth tightly, veins bulging on his forehead.

His whole body trembled, and his legs shook uncontrollably.

Yet, he stubbornly held his ground.

"Kneel?"

"Why should I kneel!"

"So what if you're a queen!"

"A true man kneels only to heaven, earth, and parents; he shall never kneel to anyone else!"

His eyes gradually turned red as he stared dead at Yaomei.

"Oh?"

The corners of Yaomei's lips curved upward slightly.

A smile that could topple cities.