Chapter 183: Annihilating the Blood Blades

His gaze was sharp like lightning, and he looked again towards the remaining Bloodblade Mercenary Corps members who had already gathered under the organization of the bald giant, the One-Eyed Rampant Python. He pointed his double swords from afar, his black hair flowing like a waterfall in the wind. With a majestic and heroic posture, he spoke with overwhelming killing intent, “When you were hunting, selling, and killing my Champoo people, did you ever think there would be such a day? Today, this king will let you inhuman villains taste what it’s like to be the prey under someone else’s sword!”

“Pah! What does it matter if we kill and hunt a few lowly Champoo commoners?” After all, they were characters who lived by the blade. Although intimidated by Sun Fei’s unparalleled personal strength, the bald giant became fierce and laughed angrily, “I’ve killed at least five hundred, if not a thousand, lowly Champoo people under my axe. As for Champoo women I’ve grown tired of and sold to the barracks as the lowest camp prostitutes, they’re too many to count. Haha, I’ll say it plainly today—what can a mere king of a Sixth-Class Vassal State do to me?”

“Good! Good! Good!! Good! Good!!” Sun Fei said the word ‘good’ five times in a row. He had never been so angry before. Furious to the extreme, he laughed and stepped closer, “What can I do to you? Today, I won’t kill you. Within one month, I’ll make you open your dog eyes and see for yourself how the Bloodblade Mercenary Corps is wiped out from St. Petersburg of the Empire!”

The bald giant was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into loud laughter, “Wipe out the Bloodblade Mercenary Corps from the Imperial Capital? Hahaha, that’s the funniest joke I’ve ever heard! Pitiful frog at the bottom of a well, do you know how many experts the Bloodblade Mercenary Corps has? Do you really think you are invincible? If you offer thirty thousand Gold Coins for today’s matter, we’ll act as if nothing happened, and you can still live on as your king. Otherwise, if even one of us escapes and the news reaches the headquarters in the Imperial Capital, the Blood Blades will come within a month and wipe out the entire Champoo royal line!”

“Good, then I’ll see how the Bloodblade Mercenary Corps wipes out my Champoo royal family!”

Sun Fei didn’t want to say more. He switched to Barbarian Mode and activated the Leap skill. Like a gust of wind, he rushed into the midst of the Bloodblade mercenaries. With the double-set equipment of the seventh-level Bul-Kathos’s Child fully unleashed, he showed no mercy. The edges of his swords flashed, and heads flew into the air one after another, accompanied by spouts of blood that dyed the vast night red. Almost in the blink of an eye, Sun Fei was like a red-hot iron rod thrust into soft cheese, unstoppably cutting through the many mercenaries in his path as he closed in on the bald giant.

“Hahaha, King of Champoo, you fell into my trap!”

The bald, one-eyed giant suddenly sneered and quickly retreated backward. Unknown when, ten prepared crossbowmen stood behind him, raising their powerful crossbows and instantly pulling the triggers.

Thump, thump, thump, thump!

With a series of deathly twanging sounds from the mechanisms, like the grim laughter of the God of Death, twenty terrifying bolts shot out like lightning. These crossbows were deadly weapons that the Bloodblade Mercenary Corps had spent a fortune to acquire; they could be considered semi-alchemical products. The crossbow bodies were inscribed with simple, low-level Wind Magic arrays and embedded with low-level Magic Stones. Even the bolt shafts had some Magic patterns, maximizing the bolts’ speed, killing power, and surprise.

At that moment, Sun Fei was charging forward at high speed. The ten crossbowmen, long prepared, struck instantly. Almost as soon as the crossbow mechanisms twanged, the twenty powerful bolts were already touching all the vital spots on Sun Fei’s body…

This was the trap the bald, one-eyed giant had set in the brief pause earlier.

It was also why he had deliberately provoked Sun Fei with so many words.

From their earlier brief exchange, the bald, one-eyed giant already knew deeply that his strength was no match for the King of Champoo. His opponent’s power exceeded his imagination. If they fought head-on, all the Bloodblade mercenaries by the lake would become corpses. The only ace up his sleeve was those ten semi-alchemical crossbows. Outwardly rough but inwardly cunning and sly, he had quietly set up this lethal trap while the King of Champoo was entangled by his companion’s stealth assassination arrow.

And now, it was time for the trap to catch its prey.

The bald, one-eyed giant’s smile bloomed fiercely in the dark night.

He could hardly hold back his loud laughter, as if he already saw Sun Fei’s body pierced by countless bloody holes from the bolts, dying a miserable death on the spot. As long as this formidable enemy was eliminated, there was still hope for tonight’s events. The remaining strength could still deal with the people of the Sorros Merchant Caravan.

“Watch out…”

“Danger…”

The Sorros Merchant Caravan’s manager Redknapp and the graceful, red-clad, powdered lady voiced their warnings, but it seemed already too late.

However—

“Petty tricks, what can they do to me?”

With Sun Fei’s cold laugh, a sudden change occurred. Beams of light suddenly shot out from Sun Fei’s body, each vital spot radiating brilliant colors—sky blue, fiery red, dark green, pale purple, and more. Amid this blaze of light, Sun Fei did not retreat but advanced instead. His double swords didn’t even attempt to block; instead, he charged head-on toward those terrifying, bloodthirsty bolts, as if intending to block the stone-piercing projectiles with his own flesh and blood.

Clang, clang, clang, clang—!

Amid the stunned expressions of the onlookers, a series of light clinks was heard. The sound was faint but reverberated in everyone’s ears like a great bell. In the ghost-seeing eyes of all present, those twenty bolts that could pierce giant rocks hit Sun Fei’s body like toothpicks poking steel plates, then fell to the ground.

At that moment, the light on Sun Fei’s body slowly faded.

A set of strange and mysterious armor had appeared on him out of nowhere.

Sun Fei’s fingers, palms, wrists, forearms, helmet, chest, back, waist, abdomen, crotch, thighs, knees, shins, and feet were all covered in armor of various colors. The armor had a simple, streamlined design rarely seen on the Azeroth Continent. Each piece fit tightly to Sun Fei’s body, yet it didn’t have the bulk and heaviness of the Heavy Knight Armor that covered the most area. Instead, it further accentuated Sun Fei’s majestic and heroic bearing, making him peerlessly tall and straight.

Every part of this armor exuded a dazzling, mysterious beauty. Each piece was closely connected, emitting faint light and terrifying Magic fluctuations—clearly, they were powerful Magical Equipment. Combined with the Bul-Kathos’s Sacred Cost Colossus Blade and Bul-Kathos’s Tribal Guardian Ritual Sword in his hands, he looked like a peerless iron-blooded God of War emerging from the battlefield of Gods and Demons.

No one could clearly see where this armor came from.

But everyone clearly saw that it was this suddenly appearing Magic Armor that effortlessly blocked that wave of deadly ambush. The bolts that could pierce giant rocks didn’t even leave a white mark on the armor before being knocked away.

“How is this possible…” The bald, one-eyed giant’s pupils constricted, and his whole body turned cold.

Clang, clang, clang, clang—!

Before he could react, sword gleams burst forth before his eyes, and cold light surged violently. Then came a wave of pungent, bloody carnage. The ten skilled crossbowmen of the Bloodblade Mercenary Corps didn’t get a second chance to pull their triggers before Sun Fei, brushing past them, cut each into two segments with his sword. Ten lives ended.

In the next instant, Sun Fei’s blade swept past the bald giant’s body.

A cold sensation spread from his limbs. The bald giant’s limbs went numb, and he lost the strength to stand. Thin lines of blood seeped from his wrists and ankles. Caught in extreme shock, he couldn’t react in time and was caught off guard. In a flash, Sun Fei severed the tendons in his wrists and ankles with four swift sword strikes.

“This king said I would spare your life, so you can live to see the destruction of the Bloodblade Mercenary Corps headquarters!”

Sun Fei’s icy voice reached his ears, like the call of the God of Death from the depths of the netherworld. The wounds on his hands and feet made his heart cold. For a Warrior, cutting the tendons of the hands and feet was equivalent to crippling his martial ability—it was even worse than killing him. Lying helplessly on the ground, the bald giant’s eyes held a depth of resentment that was beyond words, “King of Champoo, you are so cruel…” As he spoke, he tried to bite off his tongue and kill himself.

But—

Smack!

Sun Fei kicked and shattered his jaw, sneering, “If this king wants you to live, you won’t die!”

Sun Fei leaped into the air and landed on a nearby stone pillar. His gaze was sharp like lightning as he scanned the surroundings, searching for the honest-looking middle-aged man who had been standing beside the bald giant earlier. From the start of the fight until now, among the four top experts of the Bloodblade Mercenary Corps squad, only this one had not shown himself and remained hidden, posing a potential threat.

At the same time, Sun Fei made a hand signal. The hidden Saints rushed out from the darkness like tigers, slaughtering the remaining Bloodblade mercenaries.

Only then did everyone realize that the King of Champoo had not come alone. His brave warriors had long surrounded the lakeshore. Clearly, from the very beginning, the King of Champoo had no intention of letting any mercenary escape. These emerging Champoo warriors had a fierce and formidable aura, with astonishing strength. Led by a two-meter-tall scar-faced giant who looked like a mountain of flesh and a handsome archer with flowing golden hair, they carried out a completely one-sided massacre. The desperate Bloodblade mercenaries, fighting like cornered beasts, resisted fiercely, but it was like eggs hitting a huge rock—not even a single ripple was stirred. Soon, apart from less than a dozen mercenaries who threw down their weapons and knelt to beg for mercy, the other eighty or ninety desperadoes were all slain by the lakeside!

And at that moment, Sun Fei finally discovered the leader who had never shown himself.

“Trying to run? Hmph! Too late, get out here!”

Sun Fei stood atop the stone pillar, repeatedly punching through the air toward the distant lake surface. The terrifying Might of the level 38 Barbarian was fully displayed. His fists exploded the air, and the water surface erupted with towering columns of water. Amid the spray, a figure darted like a swimming fish, trying to flee, but was blasted backward by Sun Fei’s fearsome fist strikes, forced to land back on the shore.

This person was the honest-looking middle-aged man who had never appeared, one of the intermediate leaders of the Bloodblade Mercenary Corps—a genuine smiling tiger who had killed countless people, was ruthless and cruel, and was one of the chief villains responsible for hunting, capturing, and selling numerous Champoo people.

“King of Champoo, spare my life…” As soon as this person landed, he immediately rolled on the ground, knelt, and kowtowed, begging for mercy.

Sun Fei leaped down from the stone pillar and stood before him.

Suddenly—

“Hahaha, die, die!”

The middle-aged man suddenly erupted into action, his face turning fierce and menacing. His five fingers spread wide, his shoulders shrugged slightly, the muscles at his waist trembled faintly, and his elbows, knees, wrists, and ankles moved irregularly. In an instant, a storm of hidden weapons, like a rain of pear blossoms, shot toward Sun Fei’s vital points… This man was actually a top-tier hidden weapons expert. In just a moment, various parts of his body launched thousands of bizarre hidden weapons, mixed with foul-smelling highly toxic powder and Magic fluctuations.

“Hmph! Petty, insignificant tricks, what can they do to this king?”

Sun Fei sneered; he had long been prepared. Standing in place, his double swords vibrated and constantly changed, creating phantom-like dense sword marks in the air. The myriad hidden weapons, like a heavy downpour, were all blocked a meter away from his body.

This was the terrifying combat power Sun Fei exhibited in the real world after raising the Barbarian’s Sword Mastery skill to level 8. His comprehension of swordsmanship and the precision of his blade control far surpassed the understanding of the strong on the Azeroth Continent.

With the hidden weapons knocked away, the honest-looking middle-aged man’s performance came to an end.

Sun Fei’s sharp sword mercilessly severed the tendons in his hands and feet. To prevent him from launching his elusive hidden weapons again, Sun Fei even directly destroyed several nerve centers in his body that controlled muscle tremors. For Sun Fei, who could switch to Assassin Mode at any time, accomplishing this was as easy as lifting a hand.

Thus, over two hundred Bloodblade mercenaries and their four leaders were completely annihilated, with none escaping.

The Sorros Merchant Caravan group watched, stunned and dazzled.

“Your Majesty, how should we deal with these people?” Torres walked over, pointing at the dozen or so surrendered Bloodblade mercenaries in the distance, and saluted as he asked Sun Fei for instructions.