With godlike talent from the start, how did he become invincible?

Chapter 262 Kael'thas 2

He slowly walked forward, his boots making a clear sound on the scorched and broken ground, each step seeming to pound on a person's heartbeat.

He completely ignored Lin Tian, ​​who was right next to him and seemed to pose no threat, and walked straight towards Celia.

"My dearest niece, Celia..."

Kael'thas spoke, his voice deep and magnetic, yet like aged poison, rich yet deadly.

"Do you know how much effort I've put into finding you, how many of my men I've sent out? The Abyss is vast, but I've searched almost every inch of it. I never imagined you would run off to that... barren and nauseating material plane."

His tone carried a mocking sadness, as if he were merely blaming a naughty child who had run away from home.

Celia bit her lower lip so hard it almost bled, her hateful gaze shooting like arrows at Kael'thas, forcing out a voice through clenched teeth:

"Kael'thas! Drop your repulsive, hypocritical facade! You've come to me? To wipe me out, or for the [Abyssal Bloodcore] my father left me?!"

"Oh? My dear niece, how could you so misunderstanding your uncle's good intentions?"

Kael'thas feigned deep sorrow and gently shook his head.

"The Abyssal Blood Core is certainly important; it is the cornerstone that sustains the power of Darkeclipse City and strengthens our Shadow Succubus race. Your father entrusted it to you for safekeeping, hoping you would shoulder the responsibilities in the future. But even more important is your safety!"

He changed the subject, glancing at Lin Tian again, a sneer playing on his lips: "But I never expected that the 'protector' you sought would be such a... human."

"Well, in the ridiculous terminology of those inferior beings, they call them 'pro players,' right? The best among players?"

He seemed to have heard something extremely funny, and chuckled softly:

"It must be said that being able to reach this level in the material plane does have some merit."

To be able to kill those two good-for-nothings, Sopersis and Morgus, and even hold out against my four generals for so long...

It seems, my dear niece, that you have quite good judgment, or rather, good luck.

His tone suddenly turned cold and cruel, like the biting wind of winter: "But that's all!!!"

Kael'thas opened his arms wide, as if embracing the entire abyss, his voice carrying an absolute confidence and superiority:

"Look at him now, Celia! Look at this human 'pro gamer' you placed so much hope in! He's been cursed by Mal'Ganis, his attributes are greatly reduced, his mana is depleted, and he can barely stand! He's like a candle in the wind, he could be extinguished at any moment!"

"He doesn't understand the rules of the Abyss at all, nor does he understand what true power is! His so-called strength is nothing but a castle on the beach before the will of the Abyss, utterly vulnerable!!!"

Kael'thas's gaze returned to Celia's face, his expression bordering on pity.

"What will you get from being with him? A life of constant wandering? An uncertain future? Or... a doomed end like his?"

"Come back, Celia." His voice softened again, filled with seduction. "Return to Dark City, return to your true home, return to your rightful place."

Return the Abyss Blood Core that your father left you to your uncle. With it, your uncle will be able to completely stabilize Dark Erosion City and lead our clan to a more glorious future!

And you remain our noble princess, enjoying unparalleled power and glory.

I can let bygones be bygones; you will always be my dearest niece.

He leaned forward slightly, a dangerous glint in his crimson eyes, his voice low but carrying a deadly threat:

"Stop being so stubborn. Is it worth sacrificing yourself for a dying human being, and for your unrealistic dream of revenge?"

These words, like an intricately woven net, intertwined hypocritical kinship, naked temptation of self-interest, and the chilling threat of death, attempting to completely dismantle Celia's defenses.

As Celia watched Kael'thas's abhorrent performance, feeling the immense, almost suffocating pressure, and glancing at Lin Tian beside her who seemed to have no strength to refute, a deep despair overwhelmed her like an icy tide.

Is there really no hope left?

However, just as her heart was falling into an abyss, a warm and firm hand gently covered the back of her cold hand.

Celia turned her head sharply and saw that Lin Tian had turned his head slightly to look at her.

His face was still pale, and his breathing was somewhat heavy, but in his deep, star-like eyes, there was no trace of despair or fear, only a chilling calm that seemed to be the calm before a storm.

Even... in the deepest part of that tranquility, there seemed to be a faint glimmer of light called "playfulness."

He blinked at Celia almost imperceptibly, with a very small movement.

Then, his gaze passed over Kael'thas, who seemed to have everything under control, and fell once again upon the dark red [Wall of a Thousand Souls] above the City of Dark Erosion, which flowed slowly and seemed indestructible. His eyes were as sharp as a peerless divine weapon about to be unsheathed.

Kael'thas took in Lin Tian's subtle interaction, but regarded it as the last silent protest of a loser, and his smile became more and more arrogant and cruel.

"It seems our human 'friends' are still somewhat unwilling to give up?" Kael'thas chuckled, like a cat toying with a mouse under its paws.

"However, it's a pity that the game has to end. To witness your own demise and... the return of those you served is a unique kind of 'honor' for you."

He slowly raised his right hand, and pure, terrifying shadow energy began to gather and compress in his palm, radiating a destructive wave that sent shivers down one's spine.

Clearly, he had no intention of wasting any more time and was prepared to personally eliminate this eyesore of a human, and then... return in triumph with his "repentant" niece.

The atmosphere on the battlefield froze completely because of Kael'thas's impending, fatal blow!

Everyone believed that this long chase and rebellion was about to come to an end.

Only Lin Tian, ​​beneath the palm covering Celia's hand, subtly moved his fingertips, as if pressing an invisible switch.