Lord Game: I Have 100 Million Talents

Chapter 445 - 111: He Not Only Has Resurrection, but Also Sealed Resurrection!?

"N-No... impossible..."

"But you’re... you’re just one person..."

"Why..."

He struggled to lift his head. Looking into Qin Feng’s icy eyes, a look of utter despair finally crossed his face.

Qin Feng twisted his wrist, churning the blade inside the man’s body before yanking it out. In an instant, Holy Flame engulfed John’s body.

"This is the price for you Eagle Country players leading the charge to provoke the players of Hua Country."

"And it’s a glimpse into the future for anyone else who wants to ’annihilate the nation of Hua’."

Qin Feng’s voice was bone-chilling. He watched as John turned to ash in the Holy Flame, then gave his Beheading Sword a gentle shake. The blood on the blade vanished along with the flames.

Before John’s ashes had even scattered, a soft yet irresistible golden radiance began to emanate from Qin Feng.

He raised his palm, and a cluster of lustrous light particles gathered at his fingertips. Without any attempt to hide it, he aimed directly at the still-warm pile of ashes on the ground and activated his Divine Gift Authority, "Divine Gift: Resurrection Technique!"

The light particles fell like a meteor, exploding into a sky of holy light the moment they touched the ashes, weaving together into a complex Resurrection Array.

As the array pulsed, the scattered ashes began to gather in reverse. Bones, flesh, and clothing reformed at a visible rate. Within seconds, John’s eyes shot open. His chest heaved violently as if he had just escaped suffocation, his body still searing with the phantom pain of the Holy Flame.

One of the Swordsman-type Lord Players, who was barely standing by leaning against a wall, cried out in shock. His voice trembled with absolute fear, and the broken sword in his hand CLATTERED to the floor.

"R-Resurrection Technique!?"

Another, a Knight-type Lord Player, lifted his helmet to reveal a face contorted in horror. He swallowed hard, barely able to believe his eyes.

"Impossible!!!"

"How can a Lord Player from an Ordinary Realm still possess a resurrection ability!?"

"Shouldn’t they all have gone to the Divine Domain by now!?"

The Shadow Mage cowering in the corner suddenly shrieked, his eyes filled with despair.

"Wait!"

"I remember now!"

"There are rumors... that Tingfeng, the one from the Hua Country realm who single-handedly crushed the Eight Realms Alliance Army, has a Divine Gift of resurrection! It’s him! It must be him!"

’Tingfeng!?’

’That heaven-defying Tingfeng!?’

That name exploded like thunder in the living room. All the remaining members of the Dove of Peace alliance who could still move went cold from head to toe, trembling uncontrollably.

Their previous fear was mere apprehension in the face of a strong enemy. But now, the overwhelming threat represented by the name "Tingfeng" completely shattered their last shred of mental defense. This was an existence that had easily crushed even the Eight Realms Alliance Army. In front of someone like that, they—so-called outstanding third-stage Lord Players—were no different from ants.

Now, no one dared to take a single step forward. No one even dared to breathe too loudly. They could only watch, paralyzed, as Qin Feng slowly walked toward the newly resurrected John, who was still dazed and terrified.

John had just come to his senses and taken in the scene before him when his pupils contracted in absolute terror. He was about to open his mouth to beg for mercy, but Qin Feng’s movements were as fast as lightning.

Qin Feng raised his hand and gripped the hilt of his Beheading Sword. Instantly, Holy Power flooded the blade, causing its edge to glow with a condensed golden light. There were no fancy moves, not a single wasted word—just a simple horizontal slash. Holy Blade Slash!

The golden light of the blade flashed past. John didn’t even see its trajectory before a cold sensation touched his neck, and his consciousness plunged back into darkness.

This time, his head was severed completely from his body. The Sealed Resurrection power from the Eye of the Hunter utterly destroyed the very source of John’s soul, leaving no possibility of another revival.

And just like that, John’s head rolled to the ground, his eyes still wide open, frozen with a final look of horror and indignation.

Qin Feng sheathed his sword, his movements fluid and effortless, as if he had just crushed an annoying insect.

"Alright."

"Go and tell the Alliance Leader of your Dove of Peace."

"And all the foreign players hostile to the Hua Country realm."

"John has been permanently killed by me. Neither the Lord’s Hall, nor a Divine Gift Resurrection Technique, nor any Rebirth Technique of the Undead Race can bring him back."

"Because I used ’Divine Gift: Sealed Resurrection,’ which can seal anyone’s resurrection abilities, even in the Real World."

"If you don’t believe me,"

"you can have someone go to the Lord World and check on John’s Lord’s Hall."

"It should have self-destructed by now."

Hearing this, the surrounding players from the Dove of Peace alliance collapsed to the ground in terror. Some even lost control of their bladders. The air, thick with the smell of blood and the lingering scent of Holy Power, was filled with the chattering of teeth.

’Fuck!?’

’He not only has a Divine Gift Resurrection Technique, but a Divine Gift Sealed Resurrection Technique too!?’

’And it even works in the Real World!?’

’What the fuck!?’

’He’s Invincible!?’