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About fifteen seconds later, the white snake was completely healed. During this time, Mark didn't move from his spot and just focused on recovering his ether energy.

As the white snake raised its head and hissed at him, Mark just crouched on the ground and covered himself with the Blizzard wings while keeping an eye on the opponent's movement by looking through the small gap between the wings.

Somehow, the white snake learned nothing from the experiences and tried to burn him in its flames. Clearly, it didn't work and six more seconds are wasted. Hence, it went on to unleash its next skill, continuously spitting out a stream of venom at Mark for the next five to six seconds.

Mark had already faced it once and wasn't that worried about the attack. He continued to stay in his position.

Thirty more seconds passed away and the white snake has yet to find to way to break through the defense of Mark's blizzard wings. Whatever kind of attack it launches gets blocked by the wings. Neither its powerful and intense flames nor its head and tail slams was found to be effective.

Nevertheless, the beast just didn't give up or try to think of different solutions either. Perhaps, this is the difference between a real immortal realm beast and a programmed one. The white snake has no willpower or thoughts on her own and just battles according to how it was created and programmed by the creator of this trial.

However, there is something strange about this beast. It was supposed to be an 11-circle realm beast emperor and yet, it was only unleashing a specific set of skills or normal attacks when it was supposed to have over a dozen of them. Is it because it can't or is there something else? Mark wondered for a moment before realizing that his ether points reached the maximum.

He stopped thinking about other things and spread apart his wings, followed by rising to his feet.

The white snake saw that and it immediately motioned its head backward to unleash the flames once again.

Unfortunately, it didn't get such an opportunity as Mark already had his finger on the skill interface.

He clicked on the Thunderblast skill without hesitation while concentrating on the target to lock onto it.

A purple lightning bolt descended from the false sky and struck the head of the white snake. This time, the lightning just pierced its head. The energy released from the lightning bolt passed through its entire body, turning everything into ash.

"The lightning turned purple…" mumbled Mark in a daze, remembering the time when he had unleashed against the dark elves back when he claimed the fire seed.

Originally, his lightning was blue. It turned red when his INT stats (including the buff from the amulet) crossed 7 and its attack power reached the demigod realm.

Then, the lightning turned yellow, when its attack power crossed the immortal realm.

And now, as the power of a lightning bolt entered the saint realm (12-circle), it became purple. "I wonder what color it would become after I make it through demigod realm and its power cross God realm (13-circle). Anyway, only one level to go. Let's finish it as quickly as possible. Song Yue must be worried because of the sudden change of events."

After recovering his ether energy, he returned to the stairway and proceeded to climb onto the final step before the door, which is probably the exit. He can only know when he enters it.

As the surroundings changed to that of a barren island with large and small rocks here and there, Mark saw his opponent was already waiting for him just like how it was in the earlier levels.

However, it didn't launch any attack and just turned its head to look at him. As if that wasn't surprising enough, for the first time, Mark was greeted by his opponent. "Hello there, warrior. I'm…"

"Thunderblast"

Mark clicked on the skill in reflex as soon as his eyes fell on the dragon with the body of a goat and a single horn on its forehead. He neither read its details nor did he bother to converse with it. He went for the kill, right away.

The purple lightning ambushed it by striking its head in an instant. The ancient grade beast named Bai Ze was wounded heavily and turned into a bloody mess as it fell on the ground. In the next very instant, it was covered by golden energy.

But, Mark didn't give it the time to heal. Seeing that the first attack didn't kill the enemy, he clicked on the skill for the second time. With no cooldown timer, the purple lightning made its appearance once again.

The sky rumbled again and the lightning bolt struck the heavily injured beast without any mercy.

This time, the beast couldn't defend itself and turned into a corpse, leaving behind the Beast spark.

And this is how the one-sided battle against the final boss of this trial ended in two moves.

"Okay, now that was finished, let's return. I also needed to punish the bastard who threw me here and made me spend so many precious stat pills when I planned to sell them to the richer clients of northern empires for exorbitant prices."

Assuming that everything is over, he proceeded to walk into the portal, of course, after he recovered his ether energy to full. After all, there is still a potential enemy on the outside waiting for him. Well, that was what he thought as he returned to the stairway and went on to walk through the door.

However, he didn't return to the island. Instead, a little kid was waiting for him in some kind of white endless space. Everything was pure white in color, the background, his clothes, his hair, and even his skin were so pale that he appeared to perfectly blend in the surroundings.

The little kid's unique appearance and the fact that Mark didn't leave this place made him quite alert. This person might be the creator of the trial or another monster in humanoid form. Perhaps, this is the last monster he had to fight against?

Mark decided to attack the kid without any warning. But, as soon as he opened the skill interface, he saw that all the skills turned grey and became unavailable.

Mark was taken aback by surprise. "What the hell is going on? Without Thunderblast, how should I fight him?"

Not having many options left to act, he inspected the kid. However, all he saw are question marks, from name to description. Mark's heartbeat rose quite a bit. Now, his suspicion about the kid got stronger and he asked right away while trying to maintain calmness on the outside, "Are you the creator of this trial? The one who sent me here?"

The kid, who looked like a 7-year-old, opened his mouth in response without any expression on his face, "Yes and No. I'm the creator of this trial but not the one who dragged you here."

Mark thought that there might be two enemies who were cooperating with each other. If there are multiple opponents, then, the situation might become complicated.

Taking a deep breath and forcefully calming down himself, Mark then asked, "Who are you? What do you guys want with me?"

The little kid replied, "Before I give you the answer that you seek, let me introduce myself. My given name is Wang Zuo and I'm the spirit of the divine throne of the Heavens, well, former throne to be exact."

"Uhhh… Divine throne? Somehow, I feel like my life is going to get more complicated."