Rebirth of the thief who roamed around the world (BOOK 3)

Chapter 582 - Record of Seals

Smoke Stub cleaved down with his sword, toppling the Miasma Scorpion King. Poison Mist was interrupted yet again.

The Miasma Scorpion King let out a shrill cry. It up-righted itself and unleashed a flurry of blows on Smoke Stub.「Bang! Bang! Bang!」He was like an immovable reef in the face of a squall.

Smoke Stub succeeded in buying everyone another five seconds. The Miasma Scorpion King was rebuilding the poison mist from scratch. Its abdomen gradually started swelling.

Before long, the Miasma Scorpion King's health fell to 6%.

Hell Execution!

Miss!

"It's almost dead. One final push!" Nie Yan shouted anxiously. They had to finish things soon. Once they ran out of powerful crowd control skills and interrupts, the Miasma Scorpion King would cast Poison Mist and recover its health back to full.

Then, they'd be doomed!

Failure was not an option!

Nie Yan glanced at his skill bar. Most of his skills were still on cooldown. This place wasn't the Dreamworld. His several crowd control skills had fairly long cooldowns. All he could do was deal damage with basic attacks.

Just as the Miasma Scorpion King was about to spray out its poison mist, a powerful aura flooded out of Bladelight's greatshield and formed a giant energy construct.

Spatial Spirit Shield!

「Klang!」Bladelight struck the Miasma Scorpion King's jaw, causing its head to jerk to the side violently.

The Miasma Scorpion King staggered back.

Spatial Spirit Shield was an Advanced Skill. It had a cooldown of three days. Though it didn't seem like much, it could interrupt any skill. It was Bladelight's killing move when fighting bosses.

"I have nothing left now. Weaker skills have no effect on this overgrown bug." Bladelight bitterly chuckled.

Spatial Spirit Shield delayed the Miasma Scorpion King for another three seconds.

All skills that could be used were used. Everyone felt like they had exhausted all their resources. Even now, no one succeeded in executing the Miasma Scorpion King. The level difference made the success rate pitifully low.

The Miasma Scorpion King's health was shaved away to just 3%. Only a small sliver left to go. At this moment, its carapace glowed bright red. Even though it was still being bombarded by magic, its health was slowly rising up.

This would often occur when a team's damage output was too low. After using a skill, the Miasma Scorpion King's health regeneration exceeded the damage it was taking.

"Everyone, use AoE magic!"

"We'll hit our own people!"

"I don't care! Do it!" Nie Yan shouted. The Warriors at the front could be revived after the battle. But if they failed to kill the Miasma Scorpion King, they would all die!

At this moment, Young Seven raised his staff and chanted out an incantation. A large pillar of light pierced down from the clouds, striking the Miasma Scorpion King. Wherever the light touched, its carapace would let out white smoke.

−10,500
−10,500
−10,500
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Young Seven's Divine Purification was lethal to evil creatures.

Shortly after, AoE magic started raining down from the sky. The Warriors at the front were instantly annihilated. The violent bombardment of magic brought the Miasma Scorpion King to the ground.