The witch thought I am a Demon God
Chapter 790 - 416: The Master of the Iron Crown_1

Chapter 790: Chapter 416: The Master of the Iron Crown_1

The King of the Ancient Tomb was not a fool. In a split second, he realized what had happened. In his apparent infallibility, he had forgotten that while Ivita couldn’t take the box out of his hands, she could indeed put something into the box.

Apparently, Ivita had placed the weapon that would kill him directly into his heart using spatial magic, without even opening the box.

The King of the Ancient Tomb experienced death, something he hadn’t felt for a very long time, suddenly creeping up on him again.

Ivita said to him, "Only by becoming a spirit can one truly escape death. Or by becoming an entity of the same level as a spirit. King of the Ancient Tomb, you merely evaded death, you have not conquered it."

"So, are you feeling death, which has been separated from you for hundreds of years now?"

"King of the Ancient Tomb, you have reversed the water and fire elements within you, enabling you to escape death."

As the King of the Ancient Tomb felt the flames burning on him, he also felt the water parts inside him being ignited by the fire, and the fire parts gradually turning into water.

His unusual body was slowly reverting to the constitution of a normal person.

Shock was evident in both Duravin’s and the Old Sword Saint’s eyes. Looking at the monster that was the King of the Ancient Tomb, who was knelt down, entirely ablaze, they were surprised. Could it be that the King of the Ancient Tomb was really going to die just like that?

Ivita, however, was on high alert, retreating quietly. Just as she moved backward, from the desert floor where she had stood, an icy claw suddenly reached out.

Subsequently, a powerful force of ice magic and fire magic emerged from the King of the Ancient Tomb.

In an instant, a woman, her body covered with cold ice and wearing clothes that seemed to be made of black ice, switched places with the icy claw that appeared before Ivita.

Terrifying ice magic power radiated from the woman’s body.

She raised her black ice dagger and stabbed it at Ivita.

Simultaneously, a man made of pale icy flames leapt behind Ivita and thrust at her.

This sudden change caught all present by surprise.

Who could have thought that there were two other people inside the body of the King of the Ancient Tomb?

The ambition in Duravin’s eyes flickered again. If things were not settled yet, it meant that he still had a chance to claim the Iron Crown.

The Old Sword Saint murmured, "No wonder my heart eye couldn’t capture his attack trajectories. He has in him two foreign powers with minds of their own, which grant him an invincible, undead body. It’s like a monster."

Winter Law appeared behind the King of the Ancient Tomb.

Giant Ivita created two shields in succession using repulsion, but both were shattered by the black ice woman and the pale flame man, leaving two large holes within her.

The Eye of the Winter Law spoke intimidatingly to Ivita, "No one has ever defeated the Country of Undead from the North."

"You’re attempting the impossible."

"Rage, sorrow, hatred, all powers vanish into oblivion in the harsh winter. Mortal, you’re crossing the line. Back off! Back off!"

The Old Sword Saint said to Duravin, "That wizard exploiting us is done for. He brought it upon himself, becoming the target of the Law. But thanks to him, we now have a chance of defeating the King of the Ancient Tomb."

"I will attack the King of the Ancient Tomb who has lost his undead body."

"As for you, you’re tasked with seizing the King of the Ancient Tomb’s heart."

Duravin turned his head to look towards Ivita, "Grandfather, this..."

Giant Ivita raised her palm, and a golden three-headed phoenix flame leapt from her hand. The powerful Doomsday Bell Curse forced the two embodiments of ice and fire to retreat. Then she set the Eye of the Winter Law on fire with the Fire of the Law.

"How ridiculous, as if someone doesn’t have the backing of the Law," said Ivita, looking at the twisted and angry Eye of Winter in the flames. "No matter who you are, the Iron Crown is mine."

Smoke kept rising from the Eye of Winter, "You fool..."

"This is the dichotomy of ice and fire created by the Ice and Snow Queen’s magic. Don’t disrupt the Law with magic; it will only lead to your destruction. Remember..."

As Ivita released her power, the Eye of Winter Law kept retreating, followed by a ’crack,’ and the entire illusionary Law shattered.

The body of the King of the Ancient Tomb was also continually being burnt.

Meanwhile, Ivita suppressed the pale flame man with Dragon Palace Magic, and the black ice woman with Phoenix Magic.

As the magic from both sides clashed, Ivita took the chance to erase the centers of will in these two magic entities with the Light Soul.

In this way, these two powers could no longer resist and could only return to the body of the King of the Ancient Tomb.

The King of the Ancient Tomb regained consciousness once again, more panicked than before, he finally gave up any thought of being saved by someone.

He sensed that he had lost contact with the Winter Law that had been lurking in him, and the magic power from the Witch Queen and the Ice and Snow Queen in his body had fallen into a deathly silence — no matter how much he urged it, there was no response at all.

Although the King of the Ancient Tomb didn’t know how Ivita had managed to do all that, he saw her as an unfathomable adversary when he looked at her now.

The King of the Ancient Tomb hung on a bit longer, hoping that the puppet man could appear and possibly give him a hand, indicating a turn in the tide.