Godly Revival System: I Buy My Killer's Stats
Chapter 439: The Green Corpse Emperor Arrives

Chapter 439: The Green Corpse Emperor Arrives

’Boom’

’Boom’

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’What? How could these Spectral Death Knights use their skill even after one minute of their death?’

Seeing how the Spectral Death Knights’ corpses were exploding, Ethan was shocked.

How could Ethan not know the [Corpse Explosion] skill?

He himself had that skill.

[Skill Name: Corpse Explosion]

[Grade: Unique]

[Effect: Within a minute after death, the user’s corpse will explode, with an attack power equivalent to their strongest attack.]

However, since the battle prowess of the Spectral Death Knights had been suppressed by 50 percent, Ethan didn’t find it dangerous.

It was also because of this reason that Ethan was not worried about the Death Rebound, which was easily blocked by Ethan’s enhanced defence from merging with the Triple Ghostbone Thistle.

’Wait a second... it must be because of that Great Spectral Death Knight.’

Remembering the last words of the Great Spectral Death Knight Eaden, filled with mockery and laughter, Ethan guessed it was his doing.

Soon, the system notifications appeared in front of him, slowly explaining the cost of his carelessness.

[Due to the special skill of the Great Spectral Death Knight, the surrounding Spectral Death Knights’ corpses are exploding.]

[A Spectral Death Knight’s corpse exploded and released Pure Death Essence.]

[The Ancient Heartwood Tree’s lifespan decreased by 1 year.]

’What? A single Spectral Death Knight’s corpse can reduce the tree’s lifespan by a year? At this rate....’

Looking at the system notifications and seeing how a single corpse could reduce the tree’s lifespan by a year, Ethan became hopeless.

[A Spectral Death Knight’s corpse exploded and released Pure Death Essence.]

[The Ancient Heartwood Tree’s lifespan decreased by six months.]

[The Ancient Heartwood Tree’s lifespan decreased by three months.]

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[The Ancient Heartwood Tree’s lifespan decreased by a month]

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[The Ancient Heartwood Tree’s lifespan decreased by a week.]

’Huh? So, only the first Spectral Death Knight’s corpse reduces a year, and the effects of the subsequent explosions gradually decrease.’

However, when he saw the next series of system notifications, Ethan felt hopeful again.

’I didn’t expect that special Spectral Death Knight to have an even more powerful version of the [Corpse Explosion].’

At the same time, Ethan learned that it was indeed the Great Spectral Death Knight’s doing.

’In the future, I should be even more careful.’

Because of his carelessness, the damage had already been done, and there was nothing Ethan could do about it.

Nevertheless, Ethan decided to be cautious when dealing with his future enemies.

[The Ancient Heartwood Tree’s lifespan decreased by a day.]

[The Ancient Heartwood Tree’s lifespan decreased by a day.]

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After the first dozen or two corpse explosions, each Spectral Death Knight’s corpse could only reduce the tree’s lifespan by a single day, making Ethan heave a sigh of relief.

The system notifications kept ringing in his head for a few minutes before coming to an end.

’System, show me how much lifespan the Ancient Heartwood Tree has lost from these Spectral Death Knights.’

Ethan wanted to know the exact cost of his carelessness, so he quickly checked it.

[It cost 150 years of lifespan for the Ancient Heartwood Tree.]

’150 years for an entire Spectral Race... it’s not bad, right?’

When Ethan saw it had only cost 150 years to destroy an entire Spectral Death Race, his earlier feeling of self-blame disappeared a little.

Although that lifespan could have been saved, it allowed him to take care of the leader of the Spectral Death Knights on his own.

So, he felt it was alright! But of course, he mustn’t forget to be careful in the future.

’Let’s see how things are going with the Ancient Treant Guardians.’

Soon after, Ethan checked the other sides of the stronghold where three Ancient Treant Guardians were fighting the three Ghoul Armies led by the Ghoul Warlords.

It had been nearly half an hour since they started fighting the Ghoul Armies, but they showed no tiredness because they were beings with unlimited stamina.

That’s right!

Since the Ancient Treant Guardians are beings connected with the Ancient Heartwood Tree, they could fight as long as the tree has lifespan.

’They have already cleared almost all the ghouls. Looks like we are about to win.’

Looking at the number of ghouls in the Ghoul Army—which had been reduced to 20 percent of the original—Ethan became a bit excited.

Of course, the reason behind his excitement was that the Ancient Heartwood Tree still had a lifespan of more than 300 years.

Having 300 years of lifespan even after taking care of almost all of the Green Corpse Emperor’s army... was much better than what Ethan had expected.

’But, why is the Green Corpse Emperor still not acting?’

Nevertheless, there was still a major problem waiting for him to solve, and it was none other than the Green Corpse Emperor.

’How could he not make a move even after losing almost his entire army?’

Although the Skeletal Race was not destroyed, from the perspective of the Green Corpse Emperor, he was already gone.

The Spectral Race—Ethan had already destroyed them on his own.

As for the Ghoul Race, the Ancient Treant Guardians were almost done destroying them.

With so many things happening, Ethan was wondering why the Green Corpse Emperor was not making his move.

Compared to the Green Corpse Emperor making his move, not making his move made Ethan more worried.

’Forget it... No matter what kind of move he makes, I will counter it. I still have my trump cards.’

Originally, Ethan had prepared several trump cards to deal with both the Undead Army and the Green Corpse Emperor himself.

However, things were going much more smoothly than expected—so much so that he hadn’t even needed to use a single one of them.

Shaking off his concerns for now, Ethan turned his gaze toward the battlefield.

The Ancient Treant Guardians, with their towering wooden bodies and crackling life force, were wreaking havoc across the battlefield.

Their movements were steady yet overwhelming, each strike infused with Ancient Power that heavily injured the Ghoul Warlords.

From beneath the battlefield, the Ancient Heartwood Tree’s roots surged like divine serpents, piercing through the crust of the earth and impaling countless Ghoul Commanders and Generals.

’SQUELCH’

Everywhere the roots moved, death followed.

In less than two minutes, the battlefield was cleared of the Ghoul Race’s command structure.

Only the three Ghoul Warlords, each at the Peak of the Nether Soul Realm, remained.

’They are really powerful.’

Ethan knew the Ancient Treant Guardians were powerful; however, he felt his estimation of their battle prowess was still an underestimation.

"The Green Corpse Emperor will act any time now. Quickly put an end to those three Ghoul Leaders."

Ethan quickly ordered the Ancient Treant Guardians to act, and the Treant Guardians didn’t waste time.

"Yes, Master Ethan."

Each Guardian locked onto a target and advanced. The battle between them was short but brutal.

Though the Ghoul Warlords fought with terrifying strength, empowered by deathly miasma and berserk energy, it wasn’t enough.

The Ancient Treant Guardians, backed by the Ancient Heartwood Tree, gave them an overwhelming edge.

’BOOM!’

The first Ghoul Warlord was smashed into a crater, green blood splattering in all directions.

His body was shattered, but he didn’t scream; instead, he chuckled with a cold and mocking laugh on his gruesome face.

"Do you think you’ve killed us?"

Then, with a final smirk, his rotten corpse fell to the earth.

Following that, the other two Ghoul Warlords met similar ends—impaled by branches, crushed beneath roots, but their dying expressions mirrored the first Ghoul Warlord.

Mockery.

Laughter.

And the same haunting words—"Do you think you’ve killed us?"

’Huh? What is it now?’

Ethan’s expression instantly darkened. He had clearly heard those words spoken by all three Ghoul Warlords right before their deaths.

Just a few minutes ago, that Great Spectral Death Knight said the same exact thing, and that had resulted in the Ancient Heartwood Tree losing 150 years of Lifespan.

Now, the same cryptic warning echoed from the Ghoul Warlords.

So, how could Ethan still remain calm?

’But... they were outside the Stronghold, right?’

However, thinking about their current location, Ethan felt less worried.

Unlike the Great Spectral Death Knight, who had exploded inside the Stronghold, the three Ghoul Warlords had died outside its protective barrier, and their [Death Rebound] wouldn’t affect the Ancient Heartwood Tree much.

’Besides... the Ancient Treant Guardians can handle it. At most, it should cost a few years of lifespan to block.’

Each Undead Being under the Green Corpse Emperor has the Skill: Death Rebound; however, with the Ancient Treant Guardians’ defences, they could block most of these [Death Rebounds] with just a couple of the Ancient Heartwood Tree’s Lifespan.

Even though the Ghoul Warlords are more powerful than the regular Undead Generals, they are still Nether Soul Realm Undead Beings.

So, Ethan believed it would at most cost a few years of lifespan to block those attacks, which were within his expectations.

[The Ancient Heartwood Tree has provided protective support to the Ancient Treant Guardians and successfully blocked the Death Rebounds]

[9 years of Lifespan have been consumed.]

[Current Lifespan of the Ancient Heartwood Tree: 281 years]

’Phew.’

After the [Death Rebounds], there were no more unexpected developments from the slain Ghoul Warlords.

No lingering curses.

No post-mortem explosions.

Nothing but only silence.

The battlefield outside the stronghold was eerily calm now. It was filled with broken corpses, scattered weapons, and the slowly dispersing remnants of dark miasma.

Ethan exhaled deeply as his tense shoulders finally relaxed just a little.

’That should be it... for now.’

But he knew the war... was not over, as there was still a major undead being to take care of.

"Clap... Clap... Clap..."

A slow, mocking applause echoed across the desolate battlefield that was filled with eerie silence.

’He is here.’

Ethan’s body tensed again as he could tell who it was.

He turned toward the direction of the sound, and his pupils shrank.

From the far end of the death-stained valley, a dark rift silently opened, spilling forth a sickly green mist, and from that mist... he emerged.

A towering figure with bloated limbs and pale, rotting skin—the Green Corpse Emperor had finally made his move.

The jagged crown atop his skull-like head glinted under the crimson Blood Moon as he walked forward slowly, with hands still clapping in mock amusement.

’Thud.’

’Swoosh.’

Every step he took caused the already dying ground to wither even further, and the air grew heavier. NovelFire

He stopped just outside the stronghold and looked directly at Ethan, with his cold, lifeless eyes radiating cruel disdain.

And then, he finally spoke, "Human, with such pitiful strength, you think you can win against me?"

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