Riding on a unicorn, Yang Ling flashed past a dense ice cone. Seeing that hiding like this wouldn't work, Yang Ling gritted his teeth and decided to take a risk. After pinching a handprint, he summoned fifteen withered wood warriors.

  Under Yang Ling's command, the withered wooden warriors holding giant wolf-tooth clubs trudged forward with heavy footsteps towards the nine-headed snake monster, kicking up a large cloud of dust with each step. After surrounding the nine-headed snake monster, they struck it with all their might, and with each strike, the ground shook as if there was an earthquake.

  In the blink of an eye, the nine-headed snake monster was surrounded by fifteen withered wooden warriors, each over ten meters tall. The first to fall were the nine snake heads that could cast magic, which were beaten by the withered wooden warriors until they saw stars. Next, a heart-wrenching pain came from the waist, as the unicorn took advantage of the opportunity to give it a severe electric shock.

  Giant Summoner?

  Yang Ling summoned fifteen giants, each over ten meters tall, leaving everyone in shock again. Just when it seemed like Yang Ling was doomed for sure, the situation suddenly turned around, and now it's Emiya who's trembling all over.

  "Smash it, smash it!"

  "Damn it, burst its snake head, trample its seven inches!"

  .....

  As Yang Ling turned the tables, Cassie and others cheered and jumped for joy. The mercenaries who had retreated far away also shouted excitedly. To say nothing of anything else, being able to witness the killing of a ninth-level demon with one's own eyes was already a great blessing in life. Except for seasoned veterans like the black-robed old man and other masters, ordinary people couldn't tell the difference between a nine-headed snake monster and a nine-headed snake demon.

  Flame Ring, Earth Shield Cloak, numerous Evil Eyes in a row, the Bat Demon covered in flames, the legendary 9th-level Magic Beast, and a giant over ten meters tall... The crowd is excited. They ask themselves if they have ever seen such an exciting final battle before. No matter who wins in the end, it's worth watching.

  As she watched the numerous withered warriors appear in the sky and Yang Ling approach step by step, Emiya's mind went completely blank. Having spent a large amount of her life force and ten years of her lifespan to forcibly summon the nine-headed serpent monster, she had thought that she could thoroughly humiliate this damned summoner, Yang Ling, before personally slitting his throat. But unexpectedly, he turned out to be a giant summoner.

  Do I have to use the final move?

  Looking at the nine-headed serpent monster surrounded by the withered wooden warriors, Imiya hesitated. The blood spear of the snake demon was a treasure passed down secretly from her ancestors, said to be excavated from the altar underground after their ancestors raided a coastal tribe in hiding, and it was the treasure that suppressed the clan.

  After obtaining the Snake Demon Blood Staff, the ancestors left behind a fragmentary incantation and testament, emphasizing that forcibly using the Snake Demon Blood Staff would consume a large amount of vital energy, and even lead to unpredictable disasters. It must not be used recklessly unless absolutely necessary.

  "Tsk, tsk, Irmia brother, can't see that your blood energy is still so abundant. Bled so much fresh blood and still so spirited, no wonder you grew up drinking blood. Heh heh, impressive, indeed the descendant of the Ankha family!"

  Looking at the dispirited Emiya, Yang Ling coldly smiled and raised the sharp dagger in his hand, ready to cut his throat after humiliating him. But if he knew of Emiya's inner hesitation, he would probably take action immediately, without any leisure.

  "Haha, okay, okay! Yang Ling, today it's either you die or I forget!" Enraged and impulsive, Emiya threw away the teachings of her ancestors.

  After slashing three knives on her wrist, Yimia stuck the wound to the eerie snake demon blood cane, and immediately began to chant loudly. Soon, her face turned pale, as if the snake demon blood cane had sucked out all the essence of her body; her muscles shrunk bit by bit, her eyebrows and hair turned from black to white, and after a gust of cold wind passed, only a bald head was left.

  Mummy?

  Looking at the withered Imia, Yang Ling's scalp was numb, and every hair on his body stood up. Subconsciously thinking of the Egyptian mummy he had seen on TV, the empty eye sockets, the dry tree-like skin...

  Yang Ling was shocked and pale, the onlookers were even more frightened, not knowing what kind of trick Emiya was playing, worried that he would summon another terrifying monster. It's said that the Anka family is the embodiment of devils, now it seems to be true.

  Yimia became inhuman, the ghost unghostly, as he let out his final loud shout. The snake demon's blood spear burst forth with a surge of black energy that shot into the sky. At the same time, the nine-headed serpent monster, which had been smashed until it was dizzy, suddenly shook its entire body. After letting out a roar, its whole body seemed to swell up by one circle, and a dark glow flowed across its densely packed scales. The withered warriors struck down with their clubs, producing a clear 'ding' sound, as if they had hit a block of hard titanium alloy.

  After absorbing the black gas emitted by the Snake Witch's Blood Rod, the Nine-Headed Snake Monster's energy was greatly boosted. With a flick of its head and swing of its tail, it sent several withered warriors flying. Immediately after, all nine heads moved in unison, and in an instant, the sky was filled with purple flames.

  Purple Flame in the Sky?

  After sensing the surging waves of magic, the old man in black was shocked and quickly opened his eyes. He didn't expect that after absorbing the black air burst out from the Snake Demon Blood Halberd, the Nine-Headed Snake Monster's cultivation had made a huge leap forward, only one step away from advancing to the ninth rank of the Nine-Headed Snake Demon. It seems that the Snake Demon Blood Halberd is indeed formidable, worthy of being a sacred artifact of the Dark System.

  The withered wooden warriors were tall and sturdy, with boundless strength, but unfortunately the purple flames were just their nemesis. In the blink of an eye, they were burned to a pulp, severely injuring them. Yang Ling saw this and didn't bother to chase after Emiya, who was like a dry corpse, and instead gritted his teeth and summoned all the evil eyes.

  "Hahaha, burn, burn, burn, turn these guys into charcoal!" As the nine-headed snake monster unleashed its divine power, Ymiria seemed to have gone mad, leaning on the eerie snake demon blood staff and laughing wildly. Under his command, the nine-headed snake monster stared at the withered wooden warriors without blinking, completely unaware of the large group of evil eyes that had suddenly appeared behind them.

  "Damn it, I don't believe your scales can't be pierced!"

  After directing the numerous evil eyes to quickly form a formation, Yang Ling swiftly gave the order to attack. Suddenly, countless bullets were fired at once, and egg-sized light balls poured down incessantly onto the nine-headed snake monster that was caught off guard.

  There is no spear that cannot be withstood and there is no shield that cannot be pierced.

  The scales of the nine-headed snake monster were very hard, and even the invincible warriors of the withered wood couldn't crush them, but the evil eye did. This kind of magic beast, known as a useless chicken rib, once again made people's eyes widen in amazement under Yang Ling's command, witnessing the principle that quantitative change leads to qualitative change.

  A lone Evil Eye is insignificant, with slow attacks, a scattered nature, and that snail-like speed, all of which can be fatal to the enemy in one hit. But when there are over 2,000 gathered, attacking in batches and forming a continuous firepower network, the destructive power is astonishing. Soon, the scales on the Nine-Headed Snake Monster's body were pockmarked, with many places being shot multiple times, blood and flesh blurred, revealing pale white bones.

  Under the intense pain, the nine-headed snake monster's ferocity was greatly aroused. The nine heads moved in unison, spewing out flames that filled the sky, and with great force, pounced towards Yang Ling. Relying on the speed of his unicorn, Yang Ling narrowly escaped death time and again, but the slow-moving Evil Eye suffered heavy losses. Some were burned to black charcoal, rolling around on the ground; some were even reduced to ashes, vanishing into thin air in the blink of an eye.

  As the nine-headed snake monster's rage grew, Yang Ling's heart stirred, and he recalled the story of Sun Wukong borrowing the banana fan. He decided to go all out as well. Gritting his teeth, he summoned over two thousand hornet beasts, directing them to burrow into the wounds on the nine-headed snake monster's body and frantically tear at its internal organs.

  Hiss...

  Under the mutation, the nine-headed snake monster rolled all over the ground, desperately twisting its waist, hoping to shake out the terrifying hornet beast. But in fact, it was all in vain, and soon it tasted the flavor of ten thousand ants biting its soul. The pain made its whole body tremble, and it let out a hoarse cry.

  As the nine-headed snake monster was exhausted from fending off, without Yang Ling's command, the spirited unicorn and many withered wood warriors automatically joined the fray. Especially the several withered wood warriors who were burned to a crisp, in their furious state they smashed the struggling nine-headed snake monster like it was a stake. After the giant wolf-toothed club broke, they picked up huge boulders and smashed them down, lifted them up, and then fiercely smashed them down again.

  Under the joint attack of Evil Eye, Horned Wasp Beast, Dryad Warrior and Unicorn, the Nine-headed Snake Monster was soon covered in blood and wounds. Fresh blood and brains gushed out, intestines spilled out, its cries grew weaker, and it struggled with increasing powerlessness.

  After resolving the threat of the nine-headed snake monster, Yang Ling rode his unicorn and dashed towards Emiya with lightning speed. This time, he didn't say any more nonsense. The staff in Emiya's hand was really too sinister, who knew what kind of terrifying creature this guy would summon if given the time.

  Yang Ling reacted quickly, and at the same time, until the nine-headed snake monster fell to the ground motionless, the desiccated Emiya only came back to his senses from the shock. Unfortunately, it was too late, and before he could turn around and escape, Yang Ling's sharp dagger had already stabbed into his heart ruthlessly, a fatal blow!

  "You..."

  Yi Mia stared incredulously at the dagger that had not entered Qi Bing's body, his eyes wide with shock and refusal to close even in death. Until his last breath, he could not believe that after meticulous planning for so long, not only was he unable to avenge himself, but he also died at Yang Ling's hands.

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