Typhoon Apocalypse: I Possess a 100% Hit Rate

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《Typhoon Apocalypse: I Possess a 100% Hit Rate》

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Chapter 524 A Trapped Beast's Struggle, The Jade Sword Drawn

Previously, when Zhongzhou sent proclamations to surrounding forces and dispatched envoys to persuade them to surrender peacefully and annex them into Zhongzhou, these Khans simply broke the legs of all the Zhongzhou envoys and threw them back.

Now that the army is pressing in, you only think of surrendering? You still want to retain your status and position? You even want to become a citizen of Zhongzhou? There's no such thing as a free lunch!

"Opportunity only comes once; once missed, it will never come again." Bai Linzhu's voice was not loud, but it clearly pierced through the sound of rain, carrying a coldness as hard as iron.

Upon hearing this, the elder Khan was struck dumb, and the last trace of color drained from his face.

He immediately realized that their plan to feign surrender had failed.

The enemy had no intention of accepting their surrender! They were determined to wipe them out! Or rather, they weren't given the chance to surrender at all!

"What is this short-legged sheep from Central China saying?"

"Have they agreed to accept our surrender?" the Khans beside them asked anxiously.

The elderly Khan shook his head with a gloomy expression, his despair instantly transforming into the most ferocious madness!

His eyes flashed with bloodlust, and he turned abruptly, roaring out the ancient tribal war horn in the Khan's language:

"The time has come for the Batel clan to follow the Heavenly Khan!"

"For the glory of the Heavenly Khan! Follow me—kill!!"

Several khans beside him, equally desperate, also wore expressions of ferocity like trapped beasts!

Since death is inevitable, I might as well take one more person with me before I die, and fight the short-legged sheep of Zhongzhou to the death! I'll take someone down with me even if I die!

The burly Khan closest to Bai Linzhu, his eyes flashing with ferocity, suddenly let out a beast-like roar!

All the muscles in my body tensed up instantly, and the blood vessels under my skin bulged out!

He had actually burned his life force and overdrawn his supernatural abilities in an instant to gain power and speed beyond his limits! He had launched a life-exchange act.

The burly Khan transformed into a blurry black shadow, swiftly tearing through the rain curtain as he pounced on Bai Linzhu on horseback!

"Kill you! You damned Central Plains man!" The Khan's face already showed the satisfaction of revenge! He was betting on the enemy commander's arrogance! Unexpectedly, he actually succeeded.

'As the legion commander, how dare you stand alone on the outer edge of the ranks? You're asking for trouble!'

"Usan—!" the Khan roared, preparing to kill with a single blow.

At such a short distance, he was confident that he could kill the opposing coach with a single blow that cost him his life!

However, his smugness didn't even fully show on his face. A chilling white light, faster than his thoughts and quicker than lightning, suddenly shone from beside Bai Linzhu!

Pfft!

The sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh was so faint it was almost drowned out by the sound of rain.

The burly Khan's charging, ferocious body suddenly froze in mid-air, his violent power dissipating instantly like the receding tide.

A gaping hole suddenly appeared in his chest, blood flowing from front to back.

The heart... has disappeared!

The next second, the burly Khan, now lifeless, collapsed in front of Bai Linzhu.

Immediately afterwards, the slender, silver snake-like soft sword, as if possessing a life of its own, gracefully retracted into Bai Ruyu's sleeve, trailing a streak of blood.

Bai Ruyu's cold eyes seemed to indicate that he had merely waved his sleeve and hadn't even glanced at the corpse that had crashed to the ground.

Bai Linzhu's gaze swept over Bai Ruyu beside him. In the depths of his icy eyes, a fleeting hint of admiration and pride for his sister's strength vanished in an instant, only to be replaced by his usual coldness.

His gaze returned to the remaining, pale-faced Khans.

The sudden death of the burly Khan was like a bucket of ice-cold water poured over the heads of these Khans! The mad courage that had just been ignited by despair was extinguished in an instant, leaving only a deep chill.

The strongest and bravest of them, the fighting Khan, was crushed like an ant before he could even touch the hem of the other's clothes!

The instinct for survival overwhelmed their fear; even knowing it was a futile struggle, they had no choice but to fight back in the end!

There is no way out!

"Form the Batel Formation! Quickly!" the elder Khan roared hoarsely. The remaining Khans gritted their teeth and hurriedly took their positions, trying to gather their last strength for a final gamble.

A sliver of hope still lingered in the hearts of the remaining Khans:

With the help of the great formation, we can surely hold out for some time. If the giant wolf clan of Odman keeps its promise and comes to our aid during this period, then there is still a chance for things to turn around.

Then they will be able to abandon this ancestral land and lead their remaining forces to the distant Papacy for refuge! That will be their only way out!

At that time, they would even be willing to agree to the demanding requirements of the giant wolf clan and lead the remnants of the Khan's tribe to flee to the distant Holy See for refuge!

They fled to the Papacy, and even the Central Plains couldn't do anything to them.

That will be their only way to survive!

"Still trying to resist? Stubborn fool." Bai Linzhu said sarcastically.

These few half-baked Khans, whose breathing was unstable, actually still had the illusion of escaping.

Unless they are all perfectly coordinated ninth-tier awakened beings, they are nothing but chickens and dogs in the face of the overall strength of the First Legion.

Their resistance only makes them a laughingstock.

Just as the Khans stood in their respective positions, simultaneously unleashing their energy, their auras rising, and the ancient array patterns beneath their feet flashed with a faint light:

laugh--!

At the heart of the formation, the Khan, who was doing his best to guide the formation, suddenly had his head shot into the sky without warning!

The headless body lay limp and lifeless in the cold rain, like a skinned husk with its bones removed.

The scene was bizarre and terrifying.

Bai Ruyu seemed to remain motionless, her snow-white hands spotless, and her pristine white robes untouched by the world, not even a drop of blood staining them. She stood there, her entire being as pure and aloof as jade.

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