Chapter 012: The City of Bones

It seemed that only by some special method could one proceed further.

But Wang Bo didn't need any special method at all. He reached out his hands, tore a hole in the barrier, and strode in with his head held high.

The barrier behind him slowly healed.

Meanwhile, ahead of the barrier, a skeleton lay fallen on the ground.

Beside the skeleton was a passage of text, clearly not in any language Wang Bo recognized, but thanks to his language comprehension, he understood its meaning.

The gist of the text was that the owner of the skeleton was a powerful mage who, after discovering this dungeon out of curiosity, had explored it.

On the twenty-sixth floor, he encountered a powerful bone dragon. After a fierce battle, he was ultimately defeated and fled, but was cursed by the bone dragon and had little time left to live.

So he came to the twenty-fifth floor, expended all his power, and created a barrier.

This barrier could block adventurers of insufficient strength.

Only those who could break through the barrier were qualified to proceed. If one could not break it, they should return to where they came from.

Wang Bo glanced at the skeleton. From various traces, the owner had turned to bone, having died at least several decades ago.

Yet over these decades, the barrier had persisted without fading, showing that its creator was quite powerful.

Since even he could not defeat the bone dragon, it was clear that the subsequent exploration was indeed very dangerous for ordinary people.

But that did not include Wang Bo.

Wang Bo stepped over the skeleton and continued forward. However, on the twenty-sixth floor, he did not see the bone dragon, indicating that it had either been killed or taken away.

But Wang Bo did not even find any remains of the bone dragon, so it was highly likely that it had been taken.

And who could that person be?

Wang Bo leaned toward Hela, but as always, he had no evidence.

Next, Wang Bo found that the treasures on each floor had been taken, which made him grumble inwardly—in the end, not even a single treasure was left as evidence.

He advanced all the way, finally breaking through the thirtieth floor and arriving at the thirty-first.

As before, the death energy had increased severalfold.

Compared to the beginning, it had increased dozens of times. In such dense death energy, a living person would be invaded by it within minutes, eventually corroding their flesh and blood, leading to an untimely death.

Wang Bo had once been to the underworld.

The yin energy of the underworld and the death energy here were similar in essence; in terms of quality, they were about the same, and the density of death energy here was almost comparable to the yin energy of the underworld.

What surprised Wang Bo even more was that the thirty-first floor was not actually a dungeon, but a vast, boundless wasteland. On this wasteland, Wang Bo could see no living beings.

Wang Bo strongly suspected that this place was the underworld of Western legend.

And the dungeon was actually a passage to the underworld.

Wang Bo circulated his solar true qi, burning away the death energy that had invaded his body. He released his magic power, seeking Hela's whereabouts, while his gaze swept in all directions, seeing far into the distance.

Before long, Wang Bo discovered a huge city built of bones in this wasteland.

This city, in both architecture and style, leaned toward Western fantasy, and the inhabitants living in the city were basically all kinds of undead creatures.

Skeletons, zombies, ghosts, and even bone dragons, liches, and death angels.

That was a woman filled with deathly aura, with a pair of gray wings spread behind her, revealing her identity.

She lived in a tall building, likely the ruler of the Bone City.

Wang Bo, like a streak of light, arrived at the Bone City in an instant. As he approached the Bone City, an invisible pressure filled the surrounding sky, forcing Wang Bo to descend.

Wang Bo immediately realized that magic had been cast around the Bone City, forbidding anyone from flying.

The closer he got to the Bone City, the stronger the invisible pressure became.

When Wang Bo was five hundred meters from the Bone City, he was still flying through the sky, but the invisible pressure, like a giant mountain descending from the heavens, crashed down on him with a rumble.

At this moment, Wang Bo could use magic to break the magic, or he could choose to bear the pressure and continue forward.

So Wang Bo unhesitatingly released intense solar true qi, his body burning with blazing flames, descending like a great sun.

The invisible pressure was instantly torn apart and shattered by Wang Bo.

In an instant, countless undead were affected, screaming and rolling on the ground.

This was the result of Wang Bo deliberately restraining himself; otherwise, every undead present, without exception, would have been completely purified by Wang Bo's solar radiance.

Boom!

At that moment, the death angel ruling the Bone City discovered Wang Bo. Dense deathly aura, like a scythe several kilometers long, crossed half the Bone City and slashed toward Wang Bo's waist.

The deathly scythe was incredibly sharp, seeming capable of cutting even space.

Wang Bo was undaunted; he raised his hand and fired—Corpse Qi: Underworld Wave!

The terrifying corpse qi collided with the deathly scythe, producing an earth-shattering explosion. Endless waves of energy surged out like an avalanche, shaking the entire Bone City.

Cracks appeared on the walls of the Bone City; after holding for a few seconds, they collapsed in an instant.

The shockwave rushed into the city, rampaging and destroying countless tall buildings.

The death angel flew into a rage, instantly rushing out of the城主府 (city lord's mansion) and flying to Wang Bo, crashing into him with a bang and sending him flying.

She was unwilling to fight Wang Bo inside the Bone City.

Wang Bo flew backward for several kilometers before stabilizing himself. Meanwhile, the death angel had already caught up, dense deathly aura gathering in her hand, aimed at Wang Bo.

“Go to hell!”

Whoosh!

In an instant, a terrifying shockwave raced toward Wang Bo.

Wang Bo smiled and threw a punch.

Light Speed Fist!

The shockwave was instantly obliterated by Wang Bo. The terrifying force of the punch struck the death angel with irresistible force, shattering half her body and blasting a huge hole in the distant sky.

If Wang Bo had not avoided the Bone City, that single punch would have reduced it to ashes.

The death angel glared at Wang Bo angrily. A vast amount of deathly aura gathered around her body, and the shattered half regenerated at a visible rate.

In less than a second, the death angel seemed as if she had never been injured.