Worthless Profession: Dragon Tamer

Chapter 1165, We Have Come to Strip You of Your Divine Seat!

Translator: Silavin

That towering colossus seemed to prop up the very Heavens. It exuded an immense and suffocating weight.

Though it appeared to be merely a statue, its eyes were startlingly alive, rendered with uncanny realism. No matter which direction any of the gathered company looked from, they each had the unshakeable feeling that all eighteen of the Slaughter Ancient God’s eyes were fixed squarely upon them, summoning from within each person a bone-deep, hair-raising dread.

Even without the statue moving so much as a fraction, even facing them in the form of carved stone, everyone present could still feel a surging, rolling pressure bearing down upon them from all sides.

Tao Xiaoman and the others found their hands trembling beyond their control, without even realising it.

Lu Fan frowned slightly. He identified the root of the problem.

He spoke in a low voice to warn everyone. “Everyone be careful. The fear you are feeling towards him right now is coming from his Skill. Do not let his Skill deceive you. In truth, you are not really this afraid of him.”

Ouyang Bai Ge gave a nod, and added, “That is indeed one of the Slaughter Ancient God’s Skills. He is proficient in all things related to battle and killing. Inducing fear in his opponents, weakening their Combat Power, is one of his most frequently employed Skills.”

“Steady your mind, and do not allow him to fool you. If you accept that he is overwhelmingly powerful and that you cannot possibly hope to contend with him, then before the battle has even begun, what strength you can wield would have already been whittled down to almost nothing.”

Reminded by the two of them, everyone came back to their senses, realising they had been affected by the opposing side’s Skill, and that their fear was not real.

Even so, knowing this did little. Even after understanding that the dread welling up within them was the product of the Slaughter Ancient God’s Skill, that fear still surged unbidden from the very depths of their hearts. It was simply impossible to resist.

In other words, even though everyone now understood why they felt this way, there was no way to counter it.

Lu Fan considered whether his Black Dragon Pressure might offset the Slaughter Ancient God’s Skill, helping everyone resist the Intimidating Effect of the opposing party.

At that very moment, Han Ke considered for a second, raised her hands towards the Moon overhead, and released streams of moonlight.

The moonlight curled and wound around everyone, gentle as silk, like a flow of clear, crystalline water, washing away in a continuous stream at the Negative Status Effects upon each of them.

This Skill could continuously purify all Negative Statuses affecting those around her. Its effect was comparable to Xiao Cui’s Life Pulse, and represented one of the most potent Support Skills Han Ke had mastered.

Han Ke had simply wanted to try whether her Skill could help everyone clear away this particular Debuff, the kind born from Ancient God Power.

She had not expected that the moment her Skill took effect, everyone at once felt a wave of cool clarity wash through them. The irresistible terror that had gripped their hearts truly began to dissipate, fading bit by bit until it was gone.

Feeling the fear lift from herself, seeing the colour return to everyone else’s faces as well, Han Ke understood that her Skill had indeed made a difference.

She was delighted and more than a little pleased with herself, and said with clear satisfaction, “I only wanted to try and see whether I could help. I did not expect it would actually work, and break through his Skill for everyone.”

Ouyang Bai Ge smiled and nodded. “The fear we were experiencing came from the influence of Ancient God Power. Ordinary Cleansing Skills would struggle to Clear it. Your Ancient God Power happens to carry an exceptionally potent property for Cleansing Debuff, and since it is itself from Ancient God Power, it possesses a natural counter to this particular Skill.”

“Han’er, the battle ahead will likely depend on you. The moment the Slaughter Ancient God deploys a similar Skill and inflicts some kind of Debuff on us; you must quickly act to Cleanse it.”

“Leave it to me!” Han Ke said, nervous and exhilarated in equal measure at the knowledge that she could at least contribute to this battle. “I will do my best to help everyone!”

At that very moment, a low, thunderous rumbling erupted from the distance.

*Boom, boom, boom…*

Everyone turned towards the source of the sound, just in time to see the Slaughter Ancient God’s enormous body begin to shake with violence.

As the Slaughter Ancient God’s body convulsed and shuddered, the stone casing encasing him began to peel away in pieces, and the entire altar trembled along with him.

Everyone stood in readiness, watching as the Slaughter Ancient God emerged from within the statue.

Finally, with the last fragment of stone casing dropping from one of the Slaughter Ancient God’s heads and striking the ground below, the Slaughter Ancient God revealed his True Form fully to those assembled.

This nine-serpent headed being had a body that gleamed like cast iron, flickering with the dark lustre of metal. One look was enough to tell that this form was supremely durable, his Defence nothing short of staggering.

At the same time, each of his countless serpent scales was razor-edged and slightly raised.

It was difficult to imagine, if any Player were to charge in and engage him in close quarters, who would end up the more injured at the end, the Player or the Slaughter Ancient God.

Every one of those nine heads bristled with vicious, gleaming fangs.

These fangs were not mere decoration. Lu Fan had no doubt they could pierce through Dragon Scales with ease.

Moreover, once those fangs sank into an enemy, they would very likely release poison even more savage than Ji Ji’s.

Ouyang Bai Ge had said it before: the body the Slaughter Ancient God had forged for himself would definitely be the one he deemed most perfectly suited for killing.

Every inch of his form, then, was a weapon born for slaughter. One would need to be wary of every aspect of him.

Having emerged from the statue, the Slaughter Ancient God stood atop the high altar, looking down upon everyone assembled below.

A wave of spiritual fluctuation surged into the minds of all present.

“You… wish so badly to come here and seek your deaths?”

Lu Fan drew Refined Undefiled, levelling the spear tip at the Slaughter Ancient God, his voice cold and solemn. “We are not here to seek our deaths. We are here to kill you. Slaughter Ancient God, we know of your fearsome reputation. That is precisely why we cannot allow you to ascend to become God King, and overturn this era. There is nothing more to be said between us. Come. I will strip you of your Divine Seat, and see you buried in this era for all eternity.”

“Heh heh heh heh…” The Slaughter Ancient God let out a cold, unhurried laugh, as though he had just heard an excellent joke. “Strip me of my Divine Seat!? Even that fellow, the Fallen Corpse Ancient God, would not dare say such a thing to me. You lot have some nerve indeed, to set your sights on my Divine Seat. Do you truly believe that a handful of new Ancient Gods gathered together can overturn me, a High Tier Ancient God?”

“In summoning me from my slumber in order to save this era, you have made the single greatest mistake of your lives. My premature awakening means only one thing for this era: its premature end.”