Chapter 600: Multicolored Divine Sword (II)
The other side’s scene was even more mystifying. That golden light came from the bursts of power from a massive golden metallic ball. Everywhere it passed, thunderous explosions were heard. The Ox Demons were not given the slightest opportunity to approach, and immediately torn to shreds.
Beside these three was a mage standing proudly at the back. Waving the staff in his hand, he launched at once twelve Bursting Fireballs scattering all around, aiming for the most crowded areas in the ranks of the Ox Demons.
Those blue fireballs were like blue specters. Even the small specks of impurity in their way were instantly cleansed, and their explosion caused instant deflagrations.
At the rear of the mage was another knight, wielding a heavy shield in his left hand and a heavy sword in his right hand.
Their appearance was just too sudden, and their burst of power far too tyrannical, especially that mage whose attacks covered an immense scope. All the Bursting Fireballs produced over a dozen casualties for the Ox Demons. The bursts opened long paths through them, and the Ox Demon army sank into chaos.
Without a doubt, the five of them who were opening a path were Han Yu, Wang Yuanyuan and Sima Xian on the sidelines, Lin Xin in the center and Zhang Fangfang in the rear.
At the same time the five of them made that display of power, a resonant dragon cry abruptly rang out. Immediately, a gigantic black dragon rose, flying toward the army of demons. In the sky, this black dragon extending over more than ten meters corroded over a hundred Ox Demons in every breaths. On its back was standing a girl, glinting in dense twisting waves. By watching carefully, one would take notice that these twisting waves transformed into ripples entering the black dragon’s body from below.
A Devil Dragon!
If Han Yu’s assault was still not enough to throw the Ox Demon army into disorder, but only created some confusion, this time the appearance of this Devil Dragon alongside them immediately broke their center of command. For a moment, the Ox Demon army did not even know whether they should respond or escape. In these circumstances, the members of Bright Glimmer of Hope entered among their ranks, aiming for the caged carriage.
Obviously, the Ox Demon army was not devoid of intelligence. Some especially large Ox Demon powerhouses were guarding the cage. One of them immediately shouted in rage, and grabbed the iron bars, climbed onto the cage.
Seeing that the enemies were aiming at the two prisoners, and furthermore were considerably powerful humans, they already made their preparations to execute the prisonners before they would be taken back.
Dense grey radiance flashed, travelling through the left shoulder to the right side of the Ox Demon’s waist. In a strike, the corpse was cut in two and immediately fell from the cage.
A sweet figure appeared on top of the cage. Clad in a long black skirt, and carrying a black sickle. A dense killing intent was flourishingly dispersed. With a sweep of the massive sickle, the Ox Demons guarding the cage were thoroughly killed in a split second.
This Ox Demons overall were pretty strong, but weren’t formed with any particularly outstanding powerhouses. Outside of the Dragon Rider Demon God Asmodeous, the strongest Ox Demons were only at the sixth or seventh step at most. Could such Ox Demons even give any troubles to Cai’er?
In Long Haochen’s plan, attracting Asmodeus came first, and then his comrades would launch an assault. After all, by relying on Cai’er alone, although approaching the cage was no issue, carrying the two men away in the midst of this army of ten thousand men would be difficult. After Yang Wenzhao and Duan Yi were caught for so many days, their bodies’ states could be well imagined: they would hardly be even able to stand. Their top priority being naturally to ensure the safety of the two, Cai’er’s mission was to ensure that Duan Yi and Yang Wenzhao wouldn’t suffer any harm before the others arrived.
Taking advantage of the Ox Demons in the surroundings having yet to reach out, the Sickle of the God Of Death was waved, cutting the cages like tofu and turning them into fragments without injuring Yang Wenzhao and Duan Yi in the slightest.
The two of them were caught in a state of unconsciousness since long ago. Having lost the support of the cage, they fell limply on the carriage.
Cai’er rushed forward, placing medicine that Lin Xin had priorly handed over to her. After putting them in a supine position, the pills naturally liquefied in their bodies.
The Devil Dragon’s appearance caused a massive shock to the Ox Demon army, to the extent that not many Ox Demons took notice of Cai’er’s attack when she came to rescue Yang Wenzhao and Duan Yi.
Without a doubt, that Devil Dragon was McDull’s transformation. Although Chen Ying’er had just used the full power of Creature Summoning Gate with her Time Folding Spiritual Stove, that was with the backing of her Spiritual Saint Robe, so she still retained fighting strength. McDull’s transformation was now not only limited to appearance like before: under the backing of the Spiritual Saint Robe’s spiritual energy, he not only didn’t need to devour magical crystals, but could even display the strength of a magical beast of the ninth step for a limited time. Piercing through the skies, he rapidly joined Cai’er’s location.
Grabbing one of them in each hand, Cai’er soared, and placed Yang Wenzhao and Duan Yi on McDull’s back, then the Defying Devil Dragon swiftly flapped its wings, letting out other breaths after turning round, helping Han Yu’s group to sweep clean the enemies’ ranks.
Han Yu’s group of five now seized the opportunity to gather thanks to their spiritual wings.
Ox Demons were not a race with the ability of flight. Adding to that the shock caused by the Defying Devil Dragon, the course of their actions went very smoothly, rapidly gathering together in the skies.
This activity naturally caught Asmodeus’ attention.
From the burst of power of the five of them, to Cai’er’s act of rescue and the flight of the Devil Dragon, only about one minute had passed.
Asmodeus was originally fighting to his heart’s content and felt even a bit unwilling to pour out more of his spiritual energy.
That was because he wasn’t in the slightest hurry to kill Long Haochen. He was aware of the benefit he gained in this pure clash of martial technique against Long Haochen. Long Haochen’s technique was close to the state of perfection and had brought him considerable enlightment. But the appearance of that Devil Dragon’s aura gave him the realization of something fishy.
Lured away from their objectives, I have been fooled! Asmodeus immediately determined the correct outcome. He couldn’t continue to be entangled with Long Haochen anymore, and with a roar of rage, the flagged pike suddenly caused the air to stagnate and immediately burst out with black flames, turning into huge pillars of fire exceeding five meters in diameter and bombarding Long Haochen.
Due to the effects of the Saint Spiritual Stove, he had to kill Long Haochen first to be able to handle the other matter.
The terrifying black flames gave off a feeling of stickiness. That instant, Long Haochen felt like he had entered a world of darkness, totally devoid of light.
That choking feeling was close to the pain felt at the time of the Demon God of Death Saminaga’s suppression. This was a strike visibly prepared a long time prior by Asmodeus, especially prepared to counter Long Haochen’s technique. Your martial arts are brilliant, but what can it do in front of the suppression of absolute spiritual energy? That was the method of using overwhelming power.
After launching this attack, Asmodeus almost immediately walked away in haste, flying back toward his army.
The Defying Devil Dragon’s appearance shocked him terribly. That was the race of the Demon God Emperor! Could there be a Devil Dragon that had betrayed His Majesty Demon God Emperor? He had to make this clear.
But as he believed that Long Haochen was heavily wounded by his long prepared blow, and unable to maintain the effects of the Saint Spiritual Stove, Long Haochen’s clear voice came out from behind.
“Where are you planning to go? Your opponent is me!”
“Mh?” The Saint Spiritual Stove’s ability of Attraction didn’t disappear, and Asmodeus felt huge surges of killing intent. Almost immediately turning back again, he found out with shock that the two massive black flames were still travelling afar, but Long Haochen was still standing on the same spot, only the sword in his hand had changed.
With its seal undone, the Aria of the Goddess of Light was originally glowing in the orange light of the epic tier, but at that very moment, it had astonishingly turned into a multicolored golden light.
Divine tools would not necessarily glow in seven colors, but something glowing in seven colors was sure to be a divine tool. The Divine Snail of Sun and Moon was already a sure proof of this.
Long Haochen was still wielding that heavy sword in his two hands, staring ardently at Asmodeus. From the state of his black flames, he determined that this opponent’s attack had split it from within, with no real damage caused to Long Haochen.
That multicolored golden light immediately drew the Dragon Rider Demon God’s line of sight. As we’d expect no less from a demon god expert in fighting, this instant Asmodeus put aside all the other matters and started to focus single-handedly on Long Haochen.
In his previous clash against Long Haochen, Asmodeus was in great admiration toward his extremely fierce and profound sword intent and sword technique. Now that the weapon in Long Haochen’s hand turned suddenly into a divine tool, Asmodeus had no other choice but to view him seriously. A human knight able to show sword technique and sword intent so close to perfection could veritably threaten Asmodeus.
Asmodeus didn’t regret not going all out against Long Haochen before, as this battle gave him considerable enlightenment. He was fully certain that through the course of this battle, his martial arts undoubtedly made a good advance.
Demons were just like humans in that the closer the battle, the more they will arouse their latent capabilities. Looking at the divine sword in Long Haochen’s hand, Asmodeus’ eyes were lit up.
“Very well. You are indeed qualified to be my opponent. If I kill you today, I will bury you personally as a token of respect.” Asmodeus coldly declared this as he inclined the flagged spear in his hand. The one speaking was the human head.