Chapter 150: Wu Yue’s Final Kill: The Source of All Evil Boss

Chapter 150 Wu Yue's Final Showdown with the Source of Corruption

The battle behind her ceased abruptly. The Combat Crystal in the clock tower flared with blinding intensity, its power surging anew.

A choking pressure spread relentlessly. Wu Yue opened her eyes, the frost encasing her shattering violently across the ground.

Zombies spewing venomous needles froze mid-attack, their projectiles and bodies shattering instantly.

Wu Yue lifted Frostmoon Icicle, focusing on the ruby embedded in its blade.

She ran her fingers over the gemstone, which glowed warmly—as if answering her call.

The skill "Lone Moon's Frost" in the weapon's description flared to life.

Wu Yue raised her head to see the Little Angel, Golden Crows, braineating parasites, and maneating flowers all watching intently, awaiting her command.

With a dancer's grace, she leaped and landed squarely on a Golden Crow's back.

She patted its neck. "Now—we break it."

The Golden Crow charged toward the clock tower as zombies hurled themselves recklessly at them.

Like a relentless tide, they advanced, trampling through seas of twitching undead without hesitation.

Their sole purpose: stop Wu Yue from destroying the clock tower.

The maneating flowers and braineating parasites tore into the horde, cutting down any attackers.

When one Golden Crow was wrenched from the sky, another caught Wu Yue mid-fall.

Nine Golden Crows executed this aerial relay.

Standing atop her mount, Wu Yue launched herself from three meters out.

Her gaze locked onto the Combat Crystal containing their collective strength. She channeled her spiritual energy to rupture the seal.

Her core screamed in protest, blood burning like molten steel.

The ruby on Frostmoon Icicle touched the crystal—and the resulting shockwave would have vaporized flesh and bone.

The Little Angel flared brilliantly, activating its passive skill to shield Wu Yue from the lethal blast.

Yet the energy's crushing weight made her flesh feel molten, her grip on the blade slipping.

Gritting her teeth, she poured her last reserves into one final strike:

"Lone Moon's Frost!"

Spiritual energy surged through the ruby, the sword's intent colliding with the crystal.

The crystal's surface spiderwebbed with cracks. Ignoring the agony in her temples, Wu Yue struck again:

"Lone Moon's Frost!"

The fractures exploded outward. As her power failed and she began to fall—

The Combat Crystal shattered before her eyes.

Countless streams of combat energy flew out from the crystal, soaring into the distance along their original paths.

From afar, Wu Yue seemed to hear:

"My spiritual energy has been restored!!"

"Look at the sky—so many flickering lights!"

"It's spiritual energy! Those lights are all our spiritual energy!!"

"It's Yue Yue! Yue Yue must have succeeded!!"

Wu Yue's spiritual energy was completely depleted. The Lone Moon Frost skill dimmed entirely, and all summoned creatures vanished. With no support in midair, she plummeted.

Beneath her, countless zombies raised their heads and stretched out their hands.

Waiting... just waiting... for her to fall, to tear her apart.

The faint glowing speck representing Wu Yue's combat energy flew toward her. To her, it looked like a tiny figure desperately trying to catch her.

The little figure ran and ran with all its might, finally merging into her body just before she hit the ground.

"Spiritual energy reset complete."

"Current spiritual energy recovery: 130%."

"Current spiritual energy level: SSS."

"Frostmoon Icicle ultimate skill:

Type-7 Ice: World Freeze—activated."

As the prompt appeared, a zombie's dark claws slashed across her back.

Wu Yue's eyes snapped open. Pressing one hand against the zombie's head, she used its momentum to execute a desperate midair twist.

With a swift motion, she raised Frostmoon Icicle and aimed it at the final transmission chain connecting the clocktower to the zombie tomb cluster.

Wu Yue was engulfed by the zombie horde—tearing, biting, every nerve screaming in pain.

Slowly, she closed her eyes and uttered the final technique:

"Type-7 Ice: World Freeze."

Instantly,

radiating from Frostmoon Icicle, energy rapidly spread outward, enveloping everything it touched.

The zombies froze in their tracks, encased in absolute zero.

Even the entire Boss was engulfed by the rapidly spreading freeze, its HP draining at terrifying speed.

Jian Suiyu, watching the Boss's suddenly altered data, barked urgently,

"Boss HP is dropping fast—12%, 10%, 7%, 4%...

What the hell? Move in now! The Boss is about to die!"

Before the allied squad could react to land the finishing blow,

Here's the improved translation incorporating all expert suggestions:

The entire alliance had already flashed 10 consecutive purple-golden, bolded, and blinking announcements:

"Congratulations to Blaze's Chiyan Wuyue for landing the final blow on the World Boss, the Source of All Evil!!"

"Congratulations to Blaze's Chiyan Wuyue for landing the final blow on the World Boss, the Source of All Evil!!"

Everyone in the World Boss map gaped in shock toward the Boss's location, watching the massive creature formed from two school buildings come crashing down.

Upon impact, countless purple-golden loot bundles and Magic Chests erupted from its remains. Who could guess how many items, weapons, equipment, top-tier crystals, cores, and energy ores these bundles might contain?

And the owner of all this treasure?

Was none other than Blaze.

Wu Chong gaped in shock. "Just... how much loot is this?"

Jie Chen shook his head. "No idea."

Richard exclaimed, "Wait! Where's Wu Yue?"

Forgetting about the overwhelming fortune, everyone rushed toward the Boss's location. They'd barely taken a few steps when they saw a white stardust dragon soaring toward them, carrying an unconscious Wu Yue.

They rushed to her side.

"How's Yue Yue doing?"

Shen Que replied, "Her mental energy is completely depleted, and her body is severely damaged. She needs immediate deep treatment in the med-pod."

Jian Suiyu nodded. "You take her. We'll handle things here."

Shen Que agreed.

Before placing Wu Yue into the med-pod, Shen Que used his own healing blood, sanctified by a Holy Angel, to fully restore her body. Now, they just had to wait for her mental energy to recover.

Ever since Wu Yue entered the World Boss map, Zhou Qianfeng had been on pins and needles.

As the final battle unfolded, seeing even the Big Three of World City buckling under the pressure, his anxiety spiked. Though they were on different fronts, if the battle in the World Boss map collapsed, all combat pressure would shift directly to World City.

....

Against all expectations, just as the Big Three's mental energy waned, the battle abruptly ended, lifting the pressure from World City and allowing them to clean up the battlefield.

Zhou Qianfeng watched as Wu Yue's name flooded the alliance channel, bursting with pride.

His secretary informed him, "Secretary-General, the battle in World City has been cleared."

Zhou Qianfeng put on mock surprise. "How did you know our Wu Yue became the Final Slayer of the World Boss?"

The secretary: "..." This guy...

Zhou Qianfeng put on his most solemn voice. "Yes, our Wu Yue is indeed the Final Slayer of the World Boss."

The secretary, "...." Fine, whatever makes you happy.

Zhou Qianfeng, still a silver fox, smiled with his bedroom eyes.

The door of the safe house was suddenly kicked open, and Zhou Qianfeng snapped into a serious demeanor.

Fu Yixue had just returned from the battlefield, reeking of bloodlust, her armor splattered with blood and mutant gore.

She leaned over Zhou Qianfeng's desk, pulsing with murderous energy,

"I heard you secretly deployed a white-armored squad to the frontlines of the World Boss map.

Wanna tell me what the hell that's about?"