Divine Emperor of Death
chapter-3690

Frostrose didn't stop to see that he died. She hurriedly dodged the incoming spheres with stones and rocks found in the grasslands. Sometimes, she even picked up branches lying on the ground and threw them at the incoming spheres, causing them to explode over no target, which left their explosions useless.

"Die!"

Girias was onto her, appearing above like a slithering snake.

His body shook behind her as his figure seemed to be covered in dark lightning. He looked as though he was a dark lord ascending from a hellish space as his reptilian eyes glared at Frostrose.

Above him, dark clouds formed, making it clear that he was using a Divine Technique.

"Idiot~"

Frostrose formed a defense of spheres as she took them all out, but Girias suddenly threw all the spheres he had with him instead of using the Divine Technique. At the same time, Harmon and a few others also launched all of their spheres from all directions.

*Tap!~* *Tap!~* *Tap!~* *Tap!~* *Tap!~* *Tap!~*

A plethora of spheres shot towards Frostrose and struck her. It canceled out all her soul spheres and even the small essence sphere she gathered before the other spheres landed on her body, exploding into a multitude of clouds, which made her spat out a mouthful of blood in addition to losing all her limbs.

*Bang!~* A fountain of blood exploded from her body, some limbs still left till the elbow and knee while she seemed to have fainted from the congregation of soul injuries stemming from the soul spheres. Her eyes seemed to have run back, lying still on the ground.

A fountain of blood exploded from her body, some limbs still left till the elbow and knee while she seemed to have fainted from the congregation of soul injuries stemming from the soul spheres. Her eyes seemed to have run back, lying still on the ground.

"Frose!"

"Finish her off!"

Flamerose screamed in terror while Girias shouted.

However, this group seemed quite ununified.

It appeared that they had already turned their backs in order to escape after spending all their spheres. Despite his declaration, no one was willing to suffer the penalty, making him clench his teeth.

"Hold the Fire Phoenix!"

He pounced into the air and captured a fist-sized soul sphere using an optimal level of soul force and before he could even land, he threw it against Frostrose.

"Don't you dare!"

Flamerose screamed out, but at this moment, a plethora of offensive techniques fell on her, causing her to be blasted back repeatedly from being able to reach Frostrose. Her vision was filled with fire, ice, and earthen attacks, some even soul attacks, allowing her to defend herself barely.

The last thing she saw was the fist-sized sphere hit right on Frostrose's head, causing her to flinch with her whole body before she crumbled into dust.

"…!"

Flamerose's eyes turned bloodshot.

Although she knew in the back of her mind that this wasn't true death and she would be out, she had enough of losing her beloved twin sister.

"You will all die!"

She screamed out, covering herself with a layer of fire phoenix flames as she went against the plethora of attacks. Due to the wide range that they used, it seemed that they had taken some damage from the pigeon egg-sized spheres, wreathing a bit as they retreated.

Flamerose tore through their attacks, and she made it straight to a cultivator and ripped through him when a phoenix beak manifested right in front of her face. His innards were shredded like they were put in a grinder and grilled as the flames set his entire body ablaze.

He screamed out, still not dying, but before he could take more damage, he exited his soul sea and made a run for it in his soul form.

Flamerose didn't bother and went after the other people before they could escape.

On the other hand, Girias and Harmon made it to a safe distance, turning to look at the scene with glee in their eyes.

"Good brother, we may have had our differences, but I think we work well together." Girias laughed.

"I think so too."

Harmon replied. His voice was indifferent, but his gaze flashed with excitement.

They had many agreements on how to move and engage in warfare, allowing them to feel some camaraderie in this short period of time. Besides, after offending Isabella, they knew they needed to stick together in order to defend against the Divine Emperor of Death when they came out. However, they also thought they would have a ticket to the true immortal world right from the Candidacy.

*Puchi!~*

Abruptly, a blade penetrated Girias's back, pierced into his heart, and extended out from his chest. It appeared to be an icy dagger, filled with the intricacies of silence and frost with nirvanic flames.

It smoldered into a cloud of icy wisps, spreading into his system.

"You-"

Girias shuddered. He coughed, and blood spurted from his mouth. As the blood dripped from his mouth, it even froze.

*Bzzz!~*

Harmon instantly attacked Frostrose, who appeared out of nowhere. His vulture blood rumbled as his soul extended out and struck Frostrose. However, Frostrose simply crumbled again.

"Did you think I can't use illusion techniques just because I'm a magical beast…?"

Frostrose stepped out of thin air.

Her bosoms heaved ever so lightly as she seemed to be grasping for breath, but looking at her remain alive, Girias and Harmon clenched their teeth.

She faked her death!? She even perfectly made her elimination appear real over how she crumbled.

They couldn't believe they fell for it.

"Frose~"

Flamerose dashed towards her twin sister. She couldn't believe her sister, who even specialized in assassination arts, made a fool of her as she cut off their connection, but without being embarrassed, she went and stood guard in front of her, guarding her from these two bastards who remained.

"We're all more or less injured and exhausted from failing to subdue some spheres." Frostrose smiled lightly behind her veil, "I guess it took some effort from you all to obtain these spheres, but we're back to square one, which leaves Isabella and the others who didn't participate in this battle a high chance to win…"

"What are you implying?" Harmon murmured, his tone low yet filled with fury, "That we work together to take down Isabella?"

"How retarded are you to think that?" Frostrose shot back before she heaved a sigh, "Flamerose, let's just kill them and leave it to Isabella."

"Agree."

Flamerose's eyes blazed with killing intent as her fire phoenix aura blazed. Frostrose's aura also blazed. They seemed to sacrifice their blood essence and soul essence, their two energies mingling with each other before they surged into crimson-blue icefire wisps!

"…!"

Girias and Harmon's scalp turned numb.

It seemed like these two phoenixes didn't mind the penalty for killing. Flamerose even killed one of them with her own hands, leaving them shocked over to her determination as the next kill she makes would starve her of her energy completely. Why were these two here if they weren't here to win rewards!?

Girias and Harmon had no time to think. They turned around and decisively shot in different directions.

*Bang!~*

However, the icefire wisp the gathered turned into an enormous storm of ice and fire, covering the entire five-kilometer radius into a terrifying crimson-blue crystal zone. The extreme number of spheres in this area caused both Flamerose and Frostrose to die without feeling anything.

As for Girias and Harmon, they perished within the icefire mountain, feeling an excruciating amount of pain before their deaths. Some inheritors who remained to see the aftermath were also caught before they could escape, sustaining serious injuries that left them hard-pressed to be able to challenge the spheres again.