Keyboard Immortal Chapter 2375: Enmeshed in One's Own Trap

Chapter 2375: Enmeshed in One’s Own Trap

Inside the temple, Mojard shouted in astonishment, “As expected of someone who ended the lives of so many powerful monsters, the regent’s exceptional movement alone is something that not many in the Monster World could compare to.”

Even though those monsters' absolute cultivation levels had all been higher than Zu An's, their combat skills were beneath his. On top of that, his evasive skills were absolutely stunning. Many opponents had been faster and stronger than him, but their use of skill and technique couldn't compare. Seemingly, it was only because this world’s source wasn’t strong enough that his cultivation wasn’t too high in comparison. If he went to a stronger world, his strength would quickly shoot through the roof and exceed that of many powerful beings.

Unfortunately, Zu An wouldn’t have that chance anymore! Just how powerful was the Monster Lord? He was even using the Bloodmelt Demon Needles now, so how could this regent still survive?

The web formed by the ten Bloodmelt Demon Needles finally pressured Zu An to the point that he couldn't dodge anymore. The Monster Lord smiled sinisterly and said, “Let’s see how you escape now!”

He then activated the Bloodmelt Demon Needles’ most powerful form. Every single Bloodmelt Demon Needle turned into ten thousand needles that were as thin as hairs. They filled the entire s.p.a.ce as they flew at Zu An.

The Monster Lord had been watching from the side this entire time, collecting information. Now, he already understood the secrets of Zu An’s movement. The latter's instantaneous movement skill was extremely powerful, but it had a clear weakness, which was that he couldn't use it completely uninterrupted. There was a cooldown whenever it was used twice. Even though this cooldown was short and ordinary cultivators couldn't sense it, the Monster Lord was anything but ordinary!

Furthermore, in order to ensure that Zu An wasn’t exaggerating that weakness to throw him off guard, the Monster Lord chose a moment when Zu An had just spent all of his strength and was transitioning to another move, only then unleashing his most powerful attack! Such an unavoidable attack was made at such a close distance, and so abruptly, that even if Zu An used the Tranquility Bell again it would be completely impossible to stop the power of a hundred thousand Bloodmelt Demon Needles.

Zu An was about to be turned into a porcupine by these needles, and it seemed inevitable that he would be turned into a puddle of blood. But then the look of fear in his eyes suddenly disappeared, being replaced with a mysterious smile.

The Monster Lord shivered. He suddenly sensed that something wasn’t quite right. He really couldn't figure out just how Zu An was going to get out of this situation of inevitable death.

But only a moment later, he was stupefied. He felt a blur in front of him, then saw that he was actually in the location Zu An had just been in. The hundred thousand Bloodmelt Demon Needles completely cut off any paths of retreat for him.

Everything happened so quickly that the Monster Lord didn’t have any time to understand why this happened, or even process anything. He wouldn't have been too worried about these Bloodmelt Demon Needles if he had the Treasure Sinking Coin out, but things just happened too suddenly. There was no way he'd have time to take out that coin anymore.

He could only do his best to change the direction of the Bloodmelt Demon Needles. However, even though they were his magic weapon, they were similar to arrows in a certain way. An archer could easily change the direction of an arrow when it was still on the bowstring, but once it was fired, how could t sheytill control it?

Additionally, the Monster Lord had already used the Bloodmelt Demon Needles’ full power in order to guarantee that he could kill Zu An. As a result, even though he did everything he could to change their direction, half of the Bloodmelt Demon Needles still stabbed into his body.

But the strangest thing was that all of the Bloodmelt Demon Needles actually landed on his head! The Monster Lord was extremely powerful, but even his head began to decay at a visible rate after being struck. Then, the melting extended toward his neck.

When they saw that, everyone watching was stupefied. Just a moment before, Zu An had seemed dead for sure, and the Monster Lord had seemed to have victory in hand. Why had the situation instantly been reversed?

Salamay swallowed with difficulty. “Uncle Mo, the Monster Lord probably can't withstand the power of the Bloodmelt Demon Needles either, right?”

Mojard felt as if his head was ringing. Everything that had just happened was outside of his imagination. “He probably can't, right?”

The most powerful being of a generation had actually ended up being killed by his own weapons?

What in the world just happened? I don’t think I blinked this entire time, but I seemed to have missed the most important information...

In the final instant, he couldn't understand why the Monster Lord would appear in the midst of the demon needles, changing places with the regent.

Zu An didn’t feel the slightest bit of happiness, however. He stared at the ‘corpse’. This scene felt a bit like deja vu...

In that moment, the corpse actually moved. Using its neck as the blade, it removed its own corroded head. After it fell, the head turned into a puddle of blood. It was obvious that if he hadn’t promptly removed it, his body could have also completely disappeared. Even someone as powerful as the Monster Lord actually couldn't withstand the power of the Bloodmelt Demon Needles!

“Excellent, very good. You actually destroyed my head again.” The Monster Lord’s voice sounded as if it came from the underworld, and it carried an unforgettable grudge.

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A new head reappeared on the Monster Lord’s neck. As he stared straight at Zu An, his gaze was grim. He looked as if he really wanted to skin Zu An alive and drink his blood.

Zu An was also completely dumbfounded. “Brother, is your zodiac sign a gecko? But geckos can only lose their tails... Do you specialize in losing your head?”

He was actually quite taken aback. Not even this kind of thing could kill his opponent?

Could it be that his weakness isn’t his head but rather some other part of his body?

The Monster Lord also felt a chill run down his back when he saw Zu An examine his entire body. He stared at Zu An and asked, “Did you use some type of position exchange skill?”

Zu An smiled. “As expected of the Monster Lord. You actually immediately identified the skill I used so quickly.”

Since the Monster Lord had already seen this move, he wouldn’t be able to recreate the earlier scenario even if he continued to hide it, so he wasn’t too worried about the Monster Lord knowing about this skill.

The Monster Lord couldn't help but start to feel frustrated. “I’ve conquered so many worlds, and yet the number of skills I've seen on this level can be counted on my fingers. You're from such a weak world, so how can you have so many incredible skills?!”

That was what he just couldn't figure out. He had seen some position exchange skills before, but the power of those skills was limited, often only being able to swap some small objects. They couldn't move powerful beings at all. But just now, someone as powerful as him had been switched! That meant the level of the skill was extremely high. It could even be a divine skill that touched upon certain laws.

Zu An sighed. “That was why I said you'd offended the wrong person. You could’ve been a perfectly fine Monster Lord, and yet you just had to come to my world to start trouble. It’s too late for regrets now, though.”

He was actually really surprised. He'd thought that the outside worlds would be extremely strong. They were strong indeed, but some of the things in them were inferior to what he could obtain here. He had to rethink things. Could it be that this was because the Cultivation World was a Wonderpoint World?

“Good, very good!” The Monster Lord was so angry he began to laugh. “A frog at the bottom of a well actually dares to act so arrogant? It seems I should show you what true power looks like.”

He took out a bone flute and moved it to his lips as he spoke. He played a bleak and mournful song. Then, ripples suddenly appeared in the sky next to him, and the nearby s.p.a.ce became chaotic. Strange sounds came out from within.

“Oh no, that three-headed bird is going to come here!” Mojard and the others’ expressions changed when they heard that song.

Many monsters had expressions of terror. After all, too many of their brothers had been eaten alive by that three-headed bird over the years. Did this mean they could only watch as many of their companions died to that strange bird even after coming to this world?

After all these years, the whole Monster World had already became extremely terrified of that strange three-headed bird. Although being killed by the Monster Lord was a straightforward ordeal, if one were to be killed by this bird, their fate would be one of incredible suffering and tragedy.

Many of its victims had been powerful rulers who dominated their regions, and yet they'd ended up as this monster’s food before being turned into its feces. Just the thought of that alone was harder to endure than the cruelest punishment imaginable.