Chapter 40: Child of Chaos

  "Thud!!!"

  The stone coffin began to tremble again. This time, the undead seemed to sense some danger, and they even abaheir enta with Alex and the others, turning to stare ily at the coffin.

  If the Lich Lord were here, perhaps these undead would still follow its ands, but now that the Lich Lord had inexplicably "disappeared," these undead began to a instinct. Clearly, whatever was ihat coffin was more of a "threat" to them than Malt's group.

  "What should we do, Mentor?"

  Taking advantage of this opportunity, Alex quickly regrouped with the other temple knights and the two grand knights.

  However, their expressions remained grave, showing no signs of rexatioe the Lich Lord's suddeure.

  Hearing Alex's question, Stone frowned deeply, staring ily at the coffin without a word.

  "Thud!!!"

  At that moment, the coffin in the ter of the magic circle jumped up. The s binding the coffin finally gave way uhe strain, snapping with a series of sharp cracks.

  The heavy lid of the coffin flew into the air and then crashed to the ground. Simultaneously, Alex felt a very peculiar aura emanate from the coffin. Sensing this aura, Malt and Stone's expressions ged drastically.

  "This is bad!"

  "It's the Child of Chaos, we o leave now!"

  But before they could finish their warnings, the coffin trembled again. Alex felt a faint ass by him, spreading rapidly.

  Before he could react, he saw Stone colpse to one knee beside him, drenched i, his teeth ched.

  Gripping his greatsword tightly, the once-mighty padin now looked like a frail old man, struggling even to move.

  Malt and the other temple knights fared er, with two heavily injured knights colpsing unscious.

  The undead attag them were even worse off: the undead giant fell silent, and the Death Harbinger and the troublesome flesh golem disied into bones and flesh.

  "What... is happening?"

  Gripping his sword, Alex stared in bewilderment at the se. He had no idea why everyone else suddenly colpsed. Was he supposed to py along and pretend?

  "Be... careful... it's the Child of Chaos..."

  As Alex sidered whether to "perform" his colpse too, Stone spoke up, though he looked extremely weak.

  The once-robust warrior now struggled to speak. Gripping his greatsword tightly, he tried to stand, but his legs felt as heavy as lead.

  "It's the most terrifyiy at the edge of twilight, the enemy of order... It create ahat isotes all order forces..."

  So that's why you've all turned into this?

  Hearing Stone's expnation, Alex suddenly uood. He khat the forces people used in this world were based on order.

  If he had to make an analogy, it was like all skills required MP to cast. The Child of Chaos was like a built-in anti-magic field, sealing off all your MP... Wait, really?

  Cheg his status, Alex found that all his skills were grayed out and unusable, even his soul stoivation ability.

  Damn! No wohe Lich Lord ran!

  Alex finally uood why the Bone Duke fled without a word. Acc to what he'd learned from the Temple, magid other powers were part of order forces.

  The undead created by the Bone Duke relied on undead magic, also a type of order force. Retive to the living, these undead were even more fragile before the Child of Chaos because their existence depended on order forces.

  Ohese forces were nullified or sealed, they were doomed.

  The Bone Duke likely faced the same problem. Though one of the stro members of the cil of the Dead, he was still an undead.

  The Child of Chaos's "anti-magic field" probably affected him too, so he fled quickly! This is a nightmare!

  Gripping his sword, Alex stared at the coffin, not daring to breathe. Under his gaze, a tall bck figure slowly rose from the coffin.

  It was a knight.

  At first g seemed no different from a regur human, except that it stood about two or three meters tall.

  Covered in rusted armor, red light glowed faintly from the gaps in its helmet. Holding a massive, sharp sword, the knight stood silently, surveying its surroundings.

  "Mentor, what are this thing's abilities?"

  Gripping his sword, Alex asked without turning his head.

  "Like, what skills does it have? What abilities...?"

  "None."

  "What? What do you mean by none?"

  Hearing Stone's answer, Alex was dumbfounded. Wasn't this supposed to be a boss? Since when did bosses not have powerful abilities?

  "The Child of Chaos is a creature born of chaos..."

  Malt, having caught his breath, spoke in a low voice.

  "And all skills and magie from the blessings of order. They 't learn to use such power, but even so, they are still formidable ehese chaotic creatures pose a terrifying threat with just their physical bodies. Be careful, it's said that they have immerength and incredible speed..."

  "I see... Wait a minute."

  Hearing this, Alex hen suddenly froze. Why did this se look so familiar?

  A giant monster enemy, uo use soul stones or skills... Isn't this just like Free World?

  Well the's see who's stronger, yundyr. With a slight smirk, Alex reached to his waist and drew a short sword.

  Then, Alex took a few steps forward, stopping in front of the creature. He gripped his sword tightly with his right hand, pointing it straight ahead at the Child of Chaos.

  Raising his left hand, holding the short sword, across his chest, he owards the Child of Chaos.

  "Huh?"

  Seeing this, everyone was stunned. Malt turo Stone in surprise.

  "Stone, what is he doing? And why isn't he affected by the chaos field?"

  For people of the order, the Child of Chaos was extremely frightening because its chaos field isoted their power of order.

  This applied to padins like Malt and Stooo. Their superhuman strength was due to the power of order, much like martial artists in wuxia novels who could send people flying with a palm strike due to their irength. Without it, they were nearly powerless.

  "The kid is special... but this stance, could it be..."

  Stone's answer was vague. Holy prote was a secret, and although he and Malt were friends, it wasn't something to be shared lightly.

  However, seeing Alex's staone's eyes lit up. He had often discussed the world of his "dreams" with Alex and learned about the Drakemoore Undead Legion, warriors who fought to elimihe Abyss but eventually became what they hated.

  Stone had felt a kinship with the Undead Legion, as it reminded him of the ion at the edge of twilight, who fought chaos to protect order and civilization. Stone had once been part of that legion.

  Now...

  "That stance... could it be..."

  "Roar!!"

  The Child of Chaos, ignorant of Alex's as, roared and leaped forward with its massive sword.

  As the Child of Chaos's sword came crashing down, Alex rolled to the side, narrowly dodging it. His sword struck the creature's side, sparks flying.

  The Child of Chaos staggered, then quickly swung its sword in a half-circle on the ground, aiming at Alex again.

  This time, instead of retreating, Alex rolled forward, closing the distand sshing the creature again. The Child of Chaos stepped back, swinging its sword at Alex's neck, but Alex ducked, avoiding the bde.

  Seizing the moment, Alex's sword burst with holy light.

  "Ssh!!"

  He swung his sword upwards, leaving a deep wound on the Child of Chaos's chest, causing it to stagger. Before it could react, Alex struck again, f it back. Leaping into the air, Alex spun, his sword f a bright arc before crashing down on the creature.

  Under Alex's releriple bo, the Child of Chaos was flung back, crashing into a distant stone wall with a resounding thud.

  Dust settled.

  Alex lowered his sword and exhaled deeply.

  Behind him, Stone and Malt were wide-eyed in disbelief.

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