For the current Caelan, even the smallest mosquito leg was still at.
Besides, with the monsters densely packed across the battlefield, the effect of [Infinite Lightblade] had been pushed to its absolute limit. The ground was already littered with an enormous amount of loot.
And there was no way Caelan would let any of it go to waste.
While the simulated monsters slaughtered one another in chaotic frenzy, the true instigator—Caelan himself—was leisurely allowing his storage space to rapidly sweep up everything scattered across the ground.
At this point, the capacity of Caelan’s storage space was so vast that it was practically impossible to fill.
So even the cheapest pieces of equipnt were casually collected.
After all, the storage space had an automatic pickup function. It didn’t require any effort on his part—at most, he just had to wait an extra two seconds.
In front of enough gold coins, what was two seconds?
After cleaning up the remaining monsters, Caelan transford into a streak of wind and passed directly over vast stretches of wilderness, heading straight toward the lair of the Deathborn King.
About ten minutes later—
A massive graveyard appeared before him.
Its borders were impossible to see at a glance. As Caelan swept his gaze across it, the densely packed tombs suggested that at least tens of millions of the dead were buried here.
But in the very next mont, his attention was completely seized by the colossal stone coffin at the center of the graveyard.
It stood roughly as tall as a thirty-story building.
Around it, countless dark-red streams of blood ford intricate magical formations, connecting to every single coffin scattered throughout the cetery.
Even without any knowledge of formations, Caelan could easily tell that this ancient burial ground was the core nest of the Deathborn King. And it was obvious that so kind of formation was active here—aning it wouldn’t be easy to deal with.
So... what now?
Should he just unleash a blast of [Divine Dragon] artistry and be done with it?
Just as Caelan was considering his options, the corner of his eye caught sothing unsettling.
Deep within the graveyard, the coffins had begun to slowly open—at so unknown mont.
Under the pale moonlight—
Countless zombies, ghouls, vampires...
Their bodies swaying stiffly, they began shuffling in the direction of Rodri City.
So this really is the core.
A flash of understanding passed through Caelan’s eyes.
At the sa ti, the detailed panel of the Deathborn King appeared within his field of vision.
[Deathborn King Andariel]
[Current Status: Dormant]
Still asleep?
Caelan paused slightly. Instead of imdiately attacking the Deathborn King, he turned his attention to the undead creatures crawling out of the coffins.
Catching the king first to take down the army was logical...
But honestly, I’d rather wipe you disgusting things out completely.
The next second, Caelan directly summoned eleven [Divine Mirror Dragonlords], gripping his longsword with both hands and raising it high above his head.
Against a tide of monsters that blotted out the horizon, what could possibly be more appropriate than—
[Cataclysmic Sword Rain]?
"Cataclysmic Sword Rain!!!"
At the south gate of Rodri City—
The deathborn monsters that had been launching a fierce assault suddenly froze.
As if receiving a unified command, they turned without hesitation and began retreating toward the rear.
They were rely deathborn creatures, yet they displayed remarkable coordination.
The awakeners who had been desperately holding the defensive line let out deep sighs of relief when they saw the enemy truly withdraw.
No matter what, they had succeeded in defending the city gate.
Why the deathborn monsters were retreating didn’t matter.
What mattered was that they were still alive.
But soon, those responsible for guarding the gate realized sothing was off.
Wait... could these abnormal signs an the deathborn are planning sothing huge?
This won’t do. We need to report this imdiately!
Similar scenes unfolded at every gate of Rodri City and along the outer defensive lines.
As if responding to so unified summons, the deathborn monsters began pulling back.
Yet the retreat wasn’t frantic—it was orderly.
Just then, one awakener finally noticed sothing in the distant sky.
"Look! What’s that?!"
More awakeners lifted their heads.
In the far horizon, thousands of blazing teors streaked through the sky, wrapped in brilliant light as they hurtled toward the graveyard.
The terrifying spectacle left everyone stunned.
"My god... is this divine punishnt descending? Why are there teors?!"
"Brother, what nonsense are you talking about? Look closely—doesn’t that look like one of Boss Caelan’s signature skills?!"
"Holy—It really is Boss Caelan! The boss has made his move! The boss is insane!!"
At that mont, another awakener suddenly spoke up.
"Is it possible... that the deathborn retreat is all because of Boss Caelan? He’s setting up for sothing massive!"
"Damn, that makes way too much sense!!"
Within [The Lost Graveyard]—
The eleven [Divine Mirror Dragonlords], combined with Caelan’s own attack, were closing in!
Gigantic teors plumted from the sky, carrying searing flas that illuminated the entire graveyard in a single instant.
Countless deathborn monsters that hadn’t even fully crawled out of their coffins were obliterated into fragnts beneath the overwhelming [Cataclysmic Sword Rain].
"Boom! Boom! BOOM!"
The explosions thundered across the cetery, like a rave atop tombstones.
The monsters that had already risen fared no better. Facing the Cataclysmic Sword Rain, they possessed absolutely no ability to resist.
At this mont, several teors even crashed directly onto the enormous coffin at the graveyard’s center.
However—
The material of the coffin felt... unusual.
Under the blazing firelight, it emitted a radiant, seven-colored glow.
Could this coffin actually be made of gemstones?
Caelan narrowed his eyes, a hint of greed flashing across them.
In this world, gemstones weren’t especially valuable.
But a coffin the size of a thirty-story building—if it were truly carved entirely from gemstones—would definitely sell for an outrageous number of gold coins.
The thought instantly excited him.
What he hadn’t expected, however, was that even the [Cataclysmic Sword Rain] couldn’t damage the colossal coffin.
Now that was interesting.
If it couldn’t be destroyed, that only proved its value was even greater.
So now the real question was—
How could he open it without damaging it?
Caelan thought for quite a while but couldn’t co up with a solution.
Just as he was feeling rather troubled—
"BOOM!"
With a thunderous explosion, the massive coffin lid suddenly shot into the sky with a sharp whoosh!
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