Chapter 138 Dragon Township Traitor
In the northwest of Jinye City, Qingye leaped from the rooftops, dashing towards the killers' duel arena at the shortest possible distance. Where there had previously been ruins, a blood-red cage had been erected. A sinister power gripped the entire area, and the mere proximity was enough to make one's heart tremble.
She tied the stone seed with a rope around her waist. Unable to write, she used her mental vines to convey her thoughts: [Don't rush ahead. Evil intent is seeping into the ground.]
"Ah, I know, but right now, finding Mr. Chu is the top priority." Qing Ye pursed his lips tightly. "Behind him are the wreckage of the Immortal Machine. If he goes berserk and sends a message to the Empire, it will be very bad!"
[…Oh no, what if it's that Warmaster?] Shizhong fell into an inexplicable anxiety. [Are both sides in a desperate situation…]
"It's precisely to avoid despair that we must fight like crazy now!"
What Qingye didn't say was that, in the worst-case scenario, she would consider having Chu Hengkong send a signal. Not only was the success of the talisman master's ritual likely to bring unbearable consequences, but also because the hidden dangers beneath Jinye City could erupt at any time.
Just as Chu Hengkong said, if it really comes to that, attracting the Empire of Truth would be a solution. At least the empire would kill them and the heretics together.
Shi Zhong sternly warned, "Child, do not attempt to destroy both you and your enemy. The Empire will surely attack Huilong City along the route, and Master Zhulong's plan will be ruined."
"I'm just thinking the worst! By the way, how do you know so much? You're not just a seed!"
[Don't underestimate our Shenshu clan's intelligence network! ]
The bickering with the seed eased some of the tension, but Qingye sensed the pulsing power of the earth like a vein, and the more she thought about it, the more her mind became swirling with anxiety. She hadn't found any trace of the ritual during her previous investigation; the magician's methods were quite sophisticated. He was probably draining the earth's power to perform the ritual, but doing so would likely disturb the ruins of the spiral tower beneath the ground...
What if another natural disaster strikes? Do they still have the energy to defeat the heretics? The only chance of victory they can think of is Ji Huaisu's "ancestors", but...
"Sister Huaisu, I didn't see the fog underground."
"I've tried calling out several times, but it didn't work." Ji Huaisu's voice was a little nervous. "This time, the ancestors won't show up."
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Jinye City, underground.
In the oppressive, lightless space, shadowy knights stood silently. Heavily armed and ready, they stood, yet they didn't budge an inch. Countless iron chains burrowed from the ground, entwining themselves with the knights' bodies. Each chain precisely bound a knight, transforming the underground guardians into mere puppets of doom.
The giant egg stood far away, looking through the abnormal knights and looking at a piece of land that was strictly guarded by them.
"Things are going to get complicated..." a muffled voice came from the eggshell, "I should get moving."
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Qingye searched everywhere, but could find no trace of the Shadow Knights. The blood-red cage was within reach. She dropped from the rooftop to the ground, arriving in front of it. She thrust out her two swords, striking the cage with full force, only to have her wrists tingle.
As the blade struck, a strange feeling of weakness overwhelmed her. Touching the cage would cause her to lose her strength, and several translucent bloody hands took the opportunity to reach out from between the cages, attempting to capture her as well.
This method, designed to weaken vital energy and weaken vitality, specifically targets those ascending on the Path of Unity, and its design is quite sinister. Qingye retreated cautiously, turning to throwing shadow shuriken to break through the prison, but with little success. The blood prison was as solid as a wall of iron. A powerful blood energy rose from within, continuously supplying it with strength, making it impervious to external attacks.
"This is……"
Qingye paused, hesitating for a moment. Then, a blinding light shone from behind. Ji Huaisu, atop a light shield, hurried over, clutching the green-eyed Fander. She was about to draw her sword and slay the Blood Prisoner, but Qingye stopped her.
"What's going on?"
"We can't dismantle it with violence." Qingye said nervously, "This mechanism is absorbing Mr. Chu's vitality!"
She had already figured out the mechanism of the blood prison. This thing was like a greedy parasite. Once attacked, it would absorb the blood and energy of the prisoners inside to strengthen itself. If the blood prison was dismantled by force, Chu Hengkong would most likely be drained as well.
This elaborate trap was clearly designed to stall for time. Qing Ye saw through its purpose but was unable to do anything about it. Both she and Ji Huaisu were good at controlling elements; no one could crack a trap based on talismans.
"I understand. Xiaoye, please stand further away." Ji Huaisu ran forward, "Chen Po!"
Qingye screamed: "Are you listening to me? Hey!!!"
Without a word, Ji Huaisu thrust his shadow blade into the light shield, unleashing his most powerful attack, perhaps the most explosive killing move in the entire team. Light and shadow, both originating from the same source and yet repelling each other, erupted completely upon contact with the blood prison, creating a violent storm that shook the earth.
Qingye hurriedly plunged her two swords into the ground. Otherwise, she would be blown away by the dust. The blood-colored cage was instantly engulfed in light, and the entire talisman trap was shattered by the brute force. The shattered blood was blown into the sky by the storm!
Ji Huaisu grabbed the powerless sword and shield, her face also becoming a little weak. She rushed forward without caring about anything. Qing Ye, who had just realized what was happening, continued to scream: "What if you blow him up?!"
"He... is very stubborn..." Vander said intermittently, "This little injury... won't kill him...!"
The next moment, Qing Ye realized she was indeed still too young. A single breath later, she felt a terrifying, murderous aura bearing down on her, a shuddering feeling like being stalked by a wild beast in the jungle. Two bloody figures flashed through the night, emitting a bloody scent, charging towards her, their fingers piercing her chest!
"Ooooooooooooo!" Qingye instinctively raised her two swords to defend herself, but the overwhelming force made her arms tremble. Chu Hengkong uttered broken words: "Hold on tight... Control me...!"
At this moment, Ji Huaisu seized the opportunity to attack from the side, pinning the killer to the ground with his frost-covered gauntlets. Fander barely opened his eyes and cast hypnosis: "Don't move!"
Chu Hengkong paused for a second, his eyes alternately showing a mixture of human patience and cold murderous intent. Ji Huaisu produced a handful of golden pills and forcefully forced them into her partner's mouth. They were the Fuli Pills Jie An had given her as a backup.
"Hold on," she whispered. The killer stopped struggling, closing his eyes and opening them again, recovering from the chill of being dominated.
"...You saved me again."
"Don't talk when you're injured like this." Ji Huaisu nervously searched for tomatoes. "Tomato... Oops, I just ate one myself. Xiaoye, do you have any more?"
"Oh, yes, yes!" Qing Ye hurriedly took out two tomatoes, which were so juicy that they made people very appetizing at first sight.
【Vibrant Cherry Tomato】
Rating: 3
【Origin: Fortress El La
Jinye City
[Effect: After consumption, a large amount of physical strength is restored and the body's self-healing ability is enhanced within half a day.
Taking too many tomatoes in a short period of time can make you crave vegetables.
【Thought: Fruits grown with care are the most delicious.】
This thing was exactly the supply that Gulibo prepared for everyone, and its true form was the fruit it grew in the elementary school garden... Qingye felt from the bottom of his heart that it was extremely weird that a small animal that was not even a mutator could grow a level 3 relic tomato, but when he thought about it being a legitimate member of the Divine Tree City-State, the forest people seemed to be able to accept it subtly.
After all, in that magical land, even fishmongers are Sephiroth 3, so growing relic fruit is probably just a daily labor or a hobby for them.
Qingye stuffed a tomato into Chu Hengkong's mouth. After swallowing it, the killer's expression suddenly brightened. He took another tomato and threw it to the unconscious Shakes not far away. Qingye was a little surprised: "This..."
"When he wakes up, he'll have at least more combat power. It'll be a win if he can help fight an outsider." Chu Hengkong struggled to get up. "Where is the enemy?"
Qing Ye closed his eyes and sensed for a while: "The place with the strongest aura is the high-rise building in the north, which may be a hotel or office building. But..."
This is terrible, she thought. Only after stabilizing herself did she clearly see Chu Hengkong's current condition. Half his body had been stripped to skeletal remains by the death bullets. His aura and spirit were utterly weakened. His survival was a miracle. A single tomato couldn't heal such injuries. He needed a professional healer, or even a powerful being of a higher status. But Chu Hengkong persevered silently, his face unwavering.
"I can still hold on," he said simply. "I have to hurry on my way. Please forgive me."
He swung his left arm, wrapping it around Ji Huaisu and Qingye's waists one after another. Then he bent his knees, exerted force, and leaped up at a speed invisible to the naked eye, leaving a blurry trail in the air.
The air was pierced, the sound left behind. Like a camera zooming in, the high-rise buildings in the northern part of the city zoomed in. One of them, a hotel-like structure, emanated a demonic aura. A faint, blood-colored force formed an elliptical barrier above the building. He used the momentum of his fall to unleash his spear, piercing the barrier with a sharp thrust, piercing the hotel's rooftop. The three of them fell into the building along with the collapsing ceiling!
Chu Hengkong released his tentacles and held his breath. He once again activated the One Qi Thousand Autumn Technique, squeezing more strength from his body, which was on the verge of collapse. Qing Ye still stood there in a daze, his face slightly red. "What kind of movement method is this?!"
"It's like a human rocket in an emergency. The enemy used it first anyway." Ji Huaisu lifted the giant sword Shadow Blade with both hands and held his breath like his partner. "Get ready... Here it comes...!"
Tram. Tram. Tram. The men's footsteps echoed in the empty space. It was a dark, oppressive space, vast and empty. The dark red floor stretched endlessly, and the ceiling was carved with traces like tree rings. The area here clearly exceeded the limits of the hotel floor. The power of the talisman array toyed with the space, and the holes created by the three men's attacks healed in the blink of an eye.
The black-haired talisman master walked out of this strange atmosphere with a confident smile on his face.
"Another brute force attack. I'm at a loss for words. It's frustrating to have someone ignore the venue I worked so hard to set up. Can't we just have a polite raiding battle for once?"
"Thieves who take advantage of the chaos to rob people don't care about rules." Ji Huaisu said coldly, "Hand over the talisman."
Wu He remained silent, merely smiling. His smile gave Ji Huaisu a familiar, nauseating feeling, a smile of confidence, as if supported by some invisible force. Golden auras surged from behind him, interweaving to form a complex and profound talisman. In the center of the talisman, a long dragon coiled around a tree, a long sword resting horizontally beneath it, and stars shone above the tree.
It was the Dragon Tree Sword, the symbol of heaven, earth, and man, that had been drawn by Shi Zhong, but its form was different. A streak of starlight appeared above the Dragon Tree Sword, symbolizing heaven, earth, and man. Its power filled Ji Huaisu with uncertainty.
"Where are you from—"
"This has nothing to do with you, little girl from Seismic Point 2." Wu He waved his hand as if to expel a guest. "Think about it carefully! Do you want to continue? We haven't formed any mortal enemies. Admit defeat and retreat peacefully. I don't mind letting you go. Or..."
He scanned the expressions of the three people one by one, and a hint of sarcasm appeared in his smile.
"Are you really planning to become my enemy in my talisman formation?"
The white spear stabbed at the throat, the long sword slashed at the back of the head, and the shadow blade stabbed at the waist. Without a word, the three attacked simultaneously. Wu He clapped his hands in disdain, and the three weapons retreated in unison when they were just inches away from him. Space expanded in an incredible way. In the blink of an eye, before their thoughts could catch up, the distance between them and Wu He increased tenfold. A sense of weakness overcame them as the space shifted, even more than the oppressive force within the blood prison, pressing down on them like an invisible hand!
Wu He shook his head, his spine making popping sounds, and he stretched his body like an athlete who hadn't played for a long time.
He stretched his palm forward, his sturdy arm swelled unnaturally, tripling in size in an instant, as if something immensely heavy were moving within it. A mouth-like wound appeared on his palm, and amidst the constant flow of strange-colored blood, sharp steel burst forth from his body!
The weapon's width gradually increased from the tip to nearly two-thirds of its length, eventually covering half a person's body. The dark black handle was deeply embedded in the gun's body, nearly long enough to be used as a single club.
It was a massive weapon reminiscent of heavy cavalry, a strangely shaped steel that could never be wielded by a single person. Using such a weapon in close combat was simply a fantasy; it belonged on a battlefield dominated by galloping cavalry, where heavily armored cavalry, relying on the power of their mounts, could use it to charge.
But Wu He lifted the giant lance with a single hand, as if he had "spitted" it out of his flesh. His blood seeped into the lance, coiling around the giant weapon and forming a roaring blood-red dragon around it.
"Soaring through the heavens and earth, ruling the universe alone."
Wu He raised the gun with one arm and chopped it down. The blood dragon actually roared from its mouth. It was the sound of the giant gun tearing the air as it moved.
"The sword inscribed in my heart moves. Xiaolong holds the Kun spear!"
(End of this chapter)
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