A dark and oppressive world.
The sky was shrouded in mist and shadows, but the area around the territory was illuminated like daylight thanks to the relentless attacks of the defensive towers.
Under the harsh light, the Rotten Swamp Raven's grotesque, decayed form was laid bare.
Covered in mud, bones, and rotting flesh, its massive body spanned over ten meters, its extended wings exuding an oppressive aura.
Yet, Lin Daiyu remained fearless. Gripping her sword tightly, she soared into the air, her graceful figure streaking toward the enormous raven.
Seeing the approaching figure, the raven's glowing eyes filled with rage.
Having been struck by heavenly thunder earlier, it was still reeling from the pain. Unlike ordinary lightning, this thunder seemed to have severed parts of its very soul.
Consumed by hatred and fury, the raven let out an ear-piercing screech.
Screeech—!
Black flames erupted from its decaying body, transforming into two massive serpentine figures, each over ten meters long, and lunged at Lin Daiyu.
She didn't flinch. Her body moved with fluid precision, her feet landing lightly on floating feathers, her movements quick as a streak of light.
The flames missed their mark, striking only air as Lin Daiyu darted gracefully through the raven's attacks.
With a flash of her sword, she countered.
Hum—!
A sharp sound accompanied her blade's glow as she unleashed her skill. Lin Daiyu's speed surpassed the raven's reaction time, her blade slashing into its decaying body.
The raven's mocking confidence shattered instantly.
Screeeech!
It let out a deafening cry of pain, flapping its massive wings to retreat dozens of meters away, a hint of fear flashing in its glowing eyes.
Even so, it quickly retaliated, spitting black flames that coalesced into a massive web, blocking Lin Daiyu's path.
The battle continued fiercely, with each clash leaving new scars on the battlefield.
Despite the relentless attacks from the defensive towers and the heroes, the raven's unique physiology rendered it nearly immune to conventional damage.
However, Lin Daiyu and Qin Keqing's abilities forced it into a defensive posture.
It was clear—only specialized attacks could truly harm this boss.
On the stone walls, the Moon Palace disciples and Great Qin warriors observed the battle.
The young disciples, witnessing the ferocity of the boss, felt disheartened.
Their first battle against a boss had them envisioning themselves as a crucial support, capable of making their "Young Master" proud.
But the reality was far less impressive. Their attacks were ineffective against the raven's monstrous resilience.
Meanwhile, the Great Qin warriors stood steadfast, their expressions calm and unshaken. They gripped their weapons tightly, ready to strike if the opportunity arose.
Lucian remained silent, observing the battle unfold.
He understood the rules of the Void's Novice Trials all too well. Boss fights were designed to test the limits, often defying logic with their overwhelming power.
After a moment, he turned to Qin Keqing, signaling her.
She immediately understood, gripping her Wind Moon Mirror and floating into the air.
In the dim light, her figure exuded a celestial grace, her flowing hair illuminated by the glow of the defensive towers.
She opened her Wind Moon Mirror, focusing on the raven's image within.
[Your hero, Qin Keqing, has marked the target. While marked, all heroes deal 200% damage to the target.]
With the target marked, Qin Keqing narrowed her eyes and activated her skill.
"Frost Breath!"
A stream of icy energy shot out, striking the raven and freezing parts of its decaying body.
Then she raised her hand and called out:
"Heavenly Thunder! Hear My Command!"
CRACK! CRACK!
Bolts of purple lightning crashed down from the sky, sending shockwaves through the battlefield.
The raven, now fully aware of the danger, screeched in panic and tried to flee.
But as it turned, it saw her—the woman it feared most.
Lin Daiyu.
Her figure was radiant, her flowing dress and fluttering hair creating a stark contrast to her cold and determined gaze.
Her sword shimmered with an ethereal glow as innate energy gathered, coating the blade like a layer of platinum.
"One breath… devours the heavens!"
Her voice was calm yet filled with immense power. With a swing of her sword, a dazzling beam of sword energy over a hundred meters long tore through the air.
Hum—!
The sound of her sword rang out as the raven's enormous body was split in two, its remains crashing to the ground with a sickening thud.
Blood rained from the sky, painting the battlefield red.
Lin Daiyu landed softly on the ground, her face pale and her breathing labored. She clutched her chest, her eyes scanning the surroundings cautiously.
Once she confirmed that the raven was truly dead, she turned toward Lucian, her gaze steady despite her exhaustion.