Novel Lived
Chapter 200: Near Death, the Power of the Giant Spirit
200 Chapter 200: Near Death, the Power of the Giant Spirit
A terrifying energy surged through the air, causing the surrounding Dark Humans to retreat in excitement as they watched the battle unfold.
They were confident that John and Elsa were no match for the Giant Spirit God.
Boom!
With another deafening sound, John was killed once more, his face pale as he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Still not dead?" The Giant Spirit God panted slightly, a faint trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth.
He had killed John hundreds of times, yet he too was feeling the strain, his health rapidly declining under the relentless magical bombardment from his opponent.
After half a day's combat, his health had dropped to one billion.
This human was strange, wielding both light and dark powers, which were entirely different from one another.
Not only that, but it seemed his skills had no cooldown, allowing him to unleash a barrage of spells without a moment's pause.
At this rate, the Giant Spirit God feared he might truly be slain.
John, on the other hand, was in a dire state—weak, dizzy, and barely holding on by sheer force of will.
He attempted to use a soul attack, but the opponent's Soul Technique far surpassed his own, resulting in a backlash that only worsened his injuries.
He dared not use a soul attack again.
"I want to see just how many times you can resurrect!" The Giant Spirit God gritted his teeth and swung his staff once more, charging at John.
"Killing you will be enough!" John replied defiantly, unleashing his own magical attack in retaliation.
Boom!
Once again, John was swiftly killed, but the Giant Spirit God also lost millions of health points in the process.
"Human, you've completely angered me!" he roared, his attacks becoming fiercer, leaving John no chance to retaliate.
In an instant, John was killed several times.
"Master!" Elsa exclaimed in panic, clearly sensing the severe damage to John's soul.
If this continued, he would undoubtedly die.
"Wandering light elf, heed my call, shower down your blessings, and heal the wounded souls—Soul Healing Technique!" She chanted the incantation, a wave of light pouring down to restore John's soul injuries.
Bathe in the Holy Light, John felt a moment of warmth as his soul wounds healed slightly.
But it was hardly enough to make a difference.
The Giant Spirit's attack came crashing down again, killing him once more and worsening the already fragile state of his soul.
"Master, I'll hold him back! You find a way to escape!" Elsa gritted her teeth, charging forward without regard for her life. She summoned the Divine Binding Rope, briefly restraining the Giant Spirit again as beams of light sliced down.
John seized the opportunity to unleash his magic attacks.
"Hmph, useless!" the Giant Spirit scoffed, brushing off their attacks and breaking free from the Divine Binding Rope. He shifted his focus, charging toward Elsa.
"Die, Earth Tremor!" he shouted, launching his most powerful attack.
It's over!
In despair, Elsa closed her eyes.
Suddenly—
Blood splattered as John, using Sword Mastery, pierced her shoulder, pulling her away just in time to narrowly avoid the Giant Spirit's lethal strike.
"Dodge! I won't die!" John urged, gritting his teeth as he unleashed another wave of magical attacks.
"Master..." Elsa felt a surge of emotion, remotely controlling the Divine Binding Rope to bind the Giant Spirit God.
This was the only way she could assist John.
However, the Giant Spirit God's strength was astonishing; the effect of the Divine Binding Rope was nearly negligible.
Moreover, now that his life points had dropped below one billion, he became even more frenzied. In just a short time, John had already been killed dozens of times.
"Human, you possess a soul treasure!" the Giant Spirit God noticed the anomaly.
The Undying and Immortal ability wasn't a cost-free resurrection; without a soul-type treasure, this human would have perished long ago.
Ignoring him, John dragged his weary body forward, continuing his relentless barrage.
The Giant Spirit God was genuinely frightened and began using skills to defend himself, but the true damage ignored any defenses, rendering his efforts futile.
...
The battle raged on, John's face pale as a sheet, his form swaying dangerously.
At the same time, the Giant Spirit God was also in dire straits, his life points plummeting to ten million, precariously close to death.
Using his staff for support, he locked his gaze on John and said with a hint of resignation, "Human, if you can withstand my final blow, I will accept my fate!"
Taking a deep breath, he straightened his body, gripping the staff tightly as powerful muscles bulged in his arms.
"Power of the Giant Spirit!" he roared, his body growing slightly larger as his armor strained and began to tear.
"Earth Shattering Strike!" he followed up, swinging his staff to create a massive shadow that flashed, a howling wind rising to darken the sky as it came crashing down toward John.
"Block it! You have to block it!"
John couldn't evade the incoming blow, watching the massive shadow of the staff hurtling down from above, silently praying.
Whoosh!
At that moment, a graceful figure dashed forward, unhesitatingly positioning herself in front of him.
It was Elsa.
Boom!
A violent roar echoed, and the ground trembled as John was sent flying. In mid-air, white feathers tainted with blood floated down, and a soft form landed in his arms.
"Elsa!" John trembled slightly, feeling through their soul contract that Elsa's life force was rapidly fading. Nôv(el)B\\jnn
"Master..." she looked up at him, forcing a smile as she spoke haltingly, "I'm fine. You... you need to go..."
"Don't speak. Don't resist," John interrupted her, taking a deep breath. He activated the life-sharing contract.
Bound to The Tree of Life, his life force was immense, and perhaps this could save Elsa.
But there was a downside: their lives were now intertwined; if either of them faced disaster, they would both perish.
At this moment, John could hardly care about the consequences.
As Elsa's life ebbed away, just in time, the life-sharing contract was completed.
"Ugh!" John winced in pain, feeling his own life force drain away, flowing into Elsa.
Then, a more potent life force surged forth from The Tree of Life, instantly filling the void between them.
John sighed with relief; Elsa was still unconscious, but she was no longer in danger of dying.
"Now it's your turn." Gently laying Elsa down, he rose unsteadily, coldly fixing his gaze on the Giant Spirit God.
At this moment, the Giant Spirit God slumped weakly to the ground, swallowing hard and letting out a resigned smile, surrendering to fate.
He wore a calm expression, saying, "I've seen the shadow of The Immortals in you; you're all a bunch of lunatics. Perhaps the gods will pay for their arrogance. Kid, make your move, or once I recover, you're dead!"
John looked at him, feeling a twinge of respect but held nothing back.
He unleashed a barrage of light and dark magic, along with Sword Immortal and Assassin skills, overwhelming the Giant Spirit God.
Boom…
With each blast, the giant's health plummeted, rapidly hitting zero as he collapsed to the ground.
[You have slain the demigod Giant Spirit God, earning 26.76 billion experience points.]
[Your level has risen to 1095...]
[Plunder talent activated: Strength +1000, Skill points +100. You have gained the power of the Giant Spirit.]
[Giant Spirit Power: Strength attribute increase 100%.]
The notifications flashed before him as John lay weakly on the ground, astonished.
He had actually plundered the Giant Spirit God's power, boosting his strength attribute by 100%.
No wonder the giant was so formidable.
"Human, you dare kill the Giant Spirit God? Unforgivable!" Suddenly, a furious roar echoed as a horde of Dark Humans surged forward.
Leading them was a formidable figure, a peak ninth-tier powerhouse. And had already refined a treasure.
John struggled to rise; despite his weakened state, dealing with them was a breeze.
"Heh, thinking of revenge?" He looked at the approaching foes with disdain. Summoning thirty black dragon swords, he split them into three, unleashing Sword Mastery to shred through them with reckless abandon.
"Master, leave it to me!" Elsa's voice came through.
Thanks to their life-sharing, she was unharmed, waking up serenely. Confused, she looked at the charging Dark Humans, her anger flaring as she launched a furious counterattack.
The powerful light energy surged around her, and her aura seemed to strengthen. The Dark Humans crumbled before her, quickly falling to her onslaught.
John let out a sigh of relief, weakly sitting on the ground.
"Master, are you okay?" Elsa asked, her expression filled with concern.
John snapped back, "Don't worry, I'm not dead. But you nearly got me killed."
Elsa looked remorseful, kneeling in front of him like a child who'd made a mistake.
"Alright, I was just joking." Seeing her guilty expression, John's anger dissipated. He reminded her, "Now that we're life-sharing, don't take reckless risks. I don't want to lose my life for no reason."
"Don't worry, Master, I'll take care of myself," she replied sweetly, leaning against him.
"Um, Master, you're reacting," she said, her cheeks flushing as she lowered her gaze.
John was speechless. "With you this close, how could I not react?"
Yet, Elsa showed no sign of moving away, softly asking, "Master, can you handle it?"
John felt a surge of frustration; after the life-and-death battle, he was indeed weak, but his desires burned intensely.
"Maybe you're the one who can't handle it." He rolled over, pinning Elsa beneath him.
"Master…" she gasped, symbolically resisting for a moment before surrendering, responding eagerly to him.
"Master, lie down obediently and let me do it. "She clearly felt that John's soul was still weak, and obediently took off his long robe, revealing his perfect body.
John couldn't help but swallow his saliva, feeling hot in his heart.
Elsa's pretty face turned red, and she took off John's equipment. Her white wings stretched out, covering the two of them.
She leaned on John's chest, breathing rapidly, and whispered, "Master, don't work too hard, just once"
"This is not your decision, "John regained some strength, turned over and pressed her down, holding her lips and greedily sucking.
"Mmm... "Elsa whimpered, closed her eyes slightly, wrapped her wings around John, and the two were tightly entangled.
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