The matter has come to this, a battle is unavoidable.

Looking at Fu Ling closing in step by step, Duo Ling forcefully suppressed the panic in his heart, and temporarily discarded his hatred and anger towards Feng Bujue.

With a turn of his mind, he launched a surprise attack.

In an instant, a violent, savage light burst from Duo Ling's mouth, blasting towards Fu Ling.

The power of this attack was truly beyond expectation.

Not only Samodir and Taliom, but even Zhuan Xie Zun and Dian He Wang were surprised by this.

Logically speaking, with Duo Ling's strength, his instant-cast moves shouldn't contain such astonishing energy.

However… Duo Ling was a rather special NPC. In addition to relying on his own abilities, he was also good at using various external conditions; for example, he would play with power, schemes, and factionalism; and for another example, he would collect some legendary items like the *Mo Yao Ling Shu* to enhance his combat power.

From this point of view, he was very much like a player…

At this moment, Duo Ling's sudden cold arrow relied on the help of an item.

[Name: Throat of the Mad Dragon]

[Type: Other]

[Quality: Legendary]

[Effect: When equipped, you can release a dragon's roar from your mouth (cooldown time 24 hours, consumes 50% of maximum Spiritual Energy Value, the power of the dragon's roar depends on your Spiritual Energy Value limit)]

[Note: The legendary physician – Crazy Doctor Bai Kajia, when he was young, made a risky surgery because of a bet with someone. That day, he successfully removed this organ completely from a living, raging dragon... Although this surgery was already a miraculous feat, in order to show off his skills, Bai Kajia made another bet with the other party, claiming that he could use his original magic surgery to transplant this dragon's throat into a humanoid creature's body and retain some of its original functions. We all know what happened later, the scarred face who bet with him lost and refused to accept it, so he traveled to other planes and became an unlicensed traveling doctor.]

"Hmph… truly your style…"

Others might be surprised or caught off guard by Duo Ling's sudden fierce attack, but Fu Ling… definitely wouldn't be.

The pain and humiliation experienced in the swamps of Chew Demon Island were enough to change any proud creature. If Fu Ling hadn't learned her lesson after being imprisoned for so many years, Feng Bujue would never have given her the opportunity to compete with Duo Ling for the throne.

"Suddenly using a trump card at the beginning of the battle to catch the enemy off guard… thereby gaining a decisive advantage." Having been prepared, Fu Ling said while dodging the opponent's attack, "Tactically speaking, it's indeed very clever, and this is exactly where I'm not as good as you…"

"Tch…" Seeing that the other party had avoided the dragon's roar, Duo Ling suddenly turned around, wanting to retrieve the Necromantic Crown that had fallen to the ground.

"How unsightly… Duo Ling…" Fu Ling didn't get impatient because of the other party's actions. She calmly raised her arms, formed hand seals with her fingers, and the power of necromantic energy within her body interacted and converged, gathering a force at her fingertips that was no less powerful than the dragon's roar just now.

"The victor is king, the loser is villainized…" Duo Ling picked up the crown and quickly put it on his head, "Failure is ugly…"

At this moment, although Fu Ling's attack was condensed but not yet released, Wuxing Mo, Dian He Wang, and Zhuan Xie Zun all knew in their hearts… the outcome was already decided.

*Boom—*

Two seconds later, spiritual energy burst out, heading straight for Duo Ling.

At this time, the latter had already put on the crown, turned around to meet the attack, and shouted, "I won!"

Duo Ling grinned, using his single hand to gather his strength for a shocking reception.

However…

His ice crystal-like body was blasted into ice shards in the next instant.

"How… is this possible…" This immediately turned Duo Ling back into a single head, and a head with an expression of despair, "Impossible… I've already put on the crown… I am the King of the Dead!"

"I said from the beginning…" Fu Ling walked forward indifferently, and responded as she stepped onto the steps before the throne, "... you think you're worthy?"

"Duo Ling, it seems you misunderstood the nature of the 'Necromantic Crown' and seriously underestimated the strength of the Nether Abyss You Wang…" At this time, the gentle voice of Wuxing Mo also sounded again, "The crown does contain unparalleled power, but it doesn't mean… that anyone can get this power just by wearing it."

Before his voice faded, Fu Ling had already arrived in front of Duo Ling.

She unhesitatingly took the crown from the floating head that could no longer move, and continued Wuxing Mo's words, "You must have the will to make the crown submit in order to become its master, otherwise… it's just an ornament."

"How… can this be…" Duo Ling's strength was getting weaker and weaker, and he would soon be unable to maintain his existence.

In his long life, he had never been so unwilling as he was at this moment…

He was so close to his goal, within reach, but everything was now gone, vanished into thin air.

"If you had gone all out and confronted me head-on… it would have been impossible to know who would have emerged victorious." Fu Ling looked at Duo Ling with contempt, "Unfortunately… you chose a suicidal approach."

"Alas… that's why self-righteous guys are harder to dissuade than complete fools." Zhuan Xie Zun sighed from the side, "Duo Ling, when I conveyed 'Feng Bujue's words' to you, I had already hinted very clearly – 'On your way to becoming king… Fu Ling is an unavoidable obstacle that must be overcome; you have to overcome it yourself.'"

Dian He Wang also added, "If you could win against Fu Ling with your own strength, you would naturally have the will to make the crown submit, but your one-sided avoidance of this fateful confrontation can only prove… that your capacity is no different from when you used tricks to defeat Fu Ling back then. Someone like you cannot ascend to godhood."

The words of the two seemed to be drawing a conclusion to Duo Ling's defeat.

And Duo Ling couldn't say anything to refute…

His ambition, in the end, turned into a wisp of dust in the main universe along with him.

Just as he said… the loser is ugly; that this ugliness can be forgotten by the world is already a kindness given by the victor.

"Then…" After Duo Ling disappeared, Fu Ling looked at Samodir and Taliom again, "Are you… going to avenge your companion?"

"Hmph… we are not the kind of naive relationship you imagine." Samodir responded with a cold laugh. It seemed that Duo Ling's death did not cause much emotional fluctuation in him.

"Duo Ling's fate has been determined, and the facts have proved that his capacity is only so-so…" Taliom also said, "I can't find a reason to avenge such a guy."

"Very good." After Fu Ling received their answers, she strode forward and sat back on the throne.

"Then please, everyone, witness this together…" Fu Ling said, raising the crown, "... from this moment on, the Necromantic Kingdom will have a new king – a queen."