Chapter 547: The Mask of Fear
Chapter 547: The Mask of Fear
Marcus’s eyes lingered on the black mask for a moment longer. Without warning, the towering figure before him seemed to grow even larger, and a suffocating wave of deathly energy crashed against his mind, making his heart skip a beat as an instinctive sense of danger crept over him.’That mask... it’s dangerous.’
Marcus narrowed his eyes. The pressure wasn’t coming from the boss himself; it was coming from the mask. ’What kind of artifact is that? Red? Mythic? Or... Divine?’ he couldn’t help wondering.
And if he was being honest, the mask looked incredible. Its savage fangs, oppressive aura, and sinister design would match his Corpse Demon armor perfectly, and with the dark wraiths swirling around the armor and his hellfire-stepping mount beneath him... Marcus couldn’t help grinning. He’d look like a true Death Knight, riding straight out of the underworld.
Forget the stats for a second; he wanted the mask for the style alone.
Of course, appearances meant nothing if he couldn’t win. This humanoid undead was obviously the leader of the entire force, and if Elder Eagle Morta couldn’t be defeated, then the crystal coffin, the treasure, and everything else inside the Whirlpool Hall would remain forever out of reach.
’One thing at a time.’
Marcus quietly advanced a few more steps before stopping roughly fifty yards away. The boss remained completely motionless, showing no sign that he’d noticed him. Perfect. Marcus immediately cast Insight.
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Elder Eagle Morta
Level 70 Gold Boss
HP: 350,000
Class: Water Swordmaster
Two thousand years ago, Morta was a renowned cultivator whose strength earned him widespread respect. His greatest ambition was to ascend the Divine Path and attain true immortality. Because he spent most of his years cultivating on Twin-Headed Eagle Island in the Eastern Sea, the world came to know him as Elder Eagle.
Roughly two thousand years ago, Elder Eagle Morta accidentally discovered Crescent Island. It took him five years to decipher the secrets of the Gate of Crescent Moon, eventually allowing him to freely travel through the Illusion Mist Palace.
Although he lacked the strength to enter the Crescent Moon Immortal Palace itself, he eventually discovered the nearby Whirlpool Hall, a rare cultivation ground capable of gathering immense amounts of spiritual energy.
Ecstatic, Elder Eagle believed he had finally found the opportunity he had spent his entire life searching for.
With enough time cultivating inside the Whirlpool Hall, he was certain he would eventually step onto the Divine Path.
Everything changed because of his disciple.
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Marcus glanced toward the crystal coffin suspended above the Azure Vortex. There was no doubt about it; that disciple was the navy captain resting inside.