Chapter 8: Unstoppable
Chapter 8: Unstoppable
This sword strike was like lightning, rumbling in the air like thunder.
Battle Qi overflowed, fully displaying the power of the One-Star Warrior known as the shadow. The shadow was confident that with this sword strike, he could pierce through the heavy knight armor and send that arrogant ‘metal man’ straight to Hell.
Across from him.
That ‘metal man,’ strong as an ox, was still desperately charging ahead like an idiot. He ran straight at the sword tip, chest thrust out, relying on his armor, completely unaware of the danger – it was as if he was rushing to his death.
A sinister smile bloomed on the shadow’s face.
“You’re dead, you fool!”
But—
A flash of black light.
Crack!
Sparks flew everywhere.
The shadow’s smile froze.
As if by magic, the massive black great axe that was originally being dragged behind the ‘metal monster’ suddenly and unbelievably appeared right in front, striking the tip of the sword in the shadow’s hand squarely with a tremendous clang of metal.
“This… how is this possible?”
The shadow’s eyes were full of shock.
“He actually managed to accurately strike the tip of my sword with the axe blade while moving at high speed? This is an unbelievable Divine Skill… Damn it, damn it, damn it! This guy is playing the pig to eat the tiger… he’s an expert, dangerous!”
The shadow was filled with regret.
But before he could react, the sword in his hand couldn’t withstand the immense and terrifying force. With a mournful sound, it instantly broke into several pieces. The overwhelming force caused the shadow’s hands to split open, blood gushed out, veins bulged along his entire arm, and a layer of blood beads seeped from his skin…
A huge roar echoed across the entire battlefield.
This scene caused the ongoing fierce battle to pause briefly.
Soldiers from both sides who saw this couldn’t help but stare, dumbfounded: “By the God of War, what kind of terrifying Might must this guy possess to shatter a Two-Handed Broadsword head-on?”
However, something even more shocking to them was yet to come—
The black great axe turned into a swirling blur of black light in the ‘metal monster’s’ hands, moving impossibly fast. After astonishingly shattering the shadow’s Two-Handed Broadsword with one axe strike, the ‘metal monster’ pressed his advantage without mercy. Instantly, he delivered another lightning-fast slash, aiming to cut the shadow in half at the waist.
“You go too far!”
The shadow was furious.
But alas, his Two-Handed Broadsword had been shattered, and with that single move, he had lost all advantage.
The shadow could only push off hard with his feet, his body soaring into the air like a great bird, hoping to leap upward and dodge this life-seeking, soul-chasing, bloodthirsty axe strike.
Who would have thought that just as he rose into the air, the swirling black light became even more bizarre. Its path of movement completely defied common physics, following him like a shadow. Unbelievably, it changed from a horizontal slash into an upward swing.
The shadow was mid-air, with nowhere to dodge.
Riiip—!
A sound like tearing thin paper.
Just like splitting a block of tofu, the black great axe split the shadow from his crotch all the way up to the top of his head. Because it was so fast, the shadow landed on the ground seemingly unaware, his body still appearing intact…
After a brief moment.
The shadow, with a dazed and desperate expression, slightly reached out his hand.
This tiny movement, however, seemed like a Summoning from the menacing God of Death.
Instantly—
A thin red line suddenly appeared on his body.
The shadow looked down, disbelief in his eyes.
Before his desperate cry could even form, suddenly blood sprayed out. With a splash, his entire body split symmetrically from top to bottom along the line… The next second, pale intestines, crimson shredded organs, and steaming brains splattered out, scattering all over the ground!
Clearly, this shadow was dead beyond dead.
Instant kill!
An instant kill of a One-Star Warrior!
The soldiers from both sides fighting nearby stared dumbly.
The way they looked at Sun Fei was like looking at a human-shaped Dragon.
Even the sounds of fighting on the battlefield paused for a second or two. The soldiers looked at each other, staring blankly for a moment, before suddenly seeming to remember they were in a life-and-death battle. Only then did they start shouting and fighting again.
“Wahahahaha, I never thought using an axe to perform this move ‘Monkey Steals the Peach’ would work so well, heheh… Wahahahaha!”
Having succeeded with one strike, the ‘metal freak’ laughed heartily up at the sky like an idiot, hands on his hips.
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Below Shampoo City.
On the vast open ground 500 meters from the Zuli River bank, hundreds of black tents were scattered about, arranged in a strange pattern, completely blocking the only plain route from Shampoo City to the outside world to seek help.
This was the main camp of the Black-Armored Soldiers.
The people of Shampoo City didn’t know where these enemies wearing black light armor came from. Three days ago, one morning when the heavy fog lifted, Andrew, a sentry of Shampoo City, was lucky enough to spot the tide of enemies rushing in early, allowing them to close the city gates in time and defend from a position of advantage, buying precious time.
These Black-Armored Soldiers numbered roughly over two thousand.
Failing the surprise attack, they set up camp by the Zuli River. On one hand, they attacked continuously; on the other hand, they sent out many Scouts, firmly cutting off Shampoo City’s connection to the outside world… This situation had lasted for three days.
Today was the fourth day.
“This small city is indeed strategically located. If it weren’t for this great river and those sturdy walls, I might have already captured this small town for Father, and that woman named Angela would have long become another canary in my cage…”
By the Zuli River.
A silver-masked Knight, clad entirely in tight black light armor, spoke while sitting astride his horse.
He rode a tall black steed without a single stray hair. The upper half of his face, from the nose up, was covered by a half-mask shaped like a fearsome devil, gleaming silver. The black horse beneath him was also clad in fearsome armor, with only its four legs, tail, and eyes exposed. A mysterious and eerie power, like a force field, flickered faintly around him.
Behind him, nineteen Knights stood silently at attention.
They were also all in black armor on black horses, wearing identical menacing devil masks, though theirs were black in color. They stood neatly in place, and even their warhorses were clad in black armor covered in barbs. Silent and soundless, they were like devil Knights straight out of Hell.
“I never would have thought that a mere Sixth-Class Vassal State of a low-level Empire would have such strategic terrain and sturdy walls, and even possess a mid-level Three-Star Warrior…” The Black Knight standing closest behind the Silver Masked Man sighed, then added with an ingratiating smile, “However, Master need not worry. They are at the end of their rope. Plus, all their experts have been systematically entangled by us. They can hold out for twenty minutes at most. Once the city gates open, this city will surely fall.”
“Hmm… After the city falls, let the soldiers have their fun for one night, a bloodbath. Except for that woman named Angela, no other prisoners are to be kept alive…” The Silver Masked Man’s tone was light, as if this cruel command was just a trivial matter to him: “Remember, no fires. We need this city!”
“Yes, Master!”
The nineteen Black Knights answered in unison, their voices filled with killing intent.
The Black Knight who had spoken earlier seemed to think of something and asked, “Master, what about the opposing King…”
“Execute him directly! Female members of the royal family will serve as camp prostitutes for three days, then all are to be hanged!”
“As you command!” The Black Knights sounded somewhat excited; they liked orders like this.
“Twenty is almost successful. You all start preparing…” The Silver Masked Man waved his hand backward: “Once the city gate is breached, quickly deal with the enemy’s experts and clean up the battlefield. I want to sit on the opposing King’s throne in the shortest time possible…”
Boom—!
Before the Silver Masked Man could finish speaking, a tremendous noise suddenly came from the distant city wall.
It was like thunder crashing across the heavens.
The Silver Masked Man and the Black Knights accompanying him were all experts. With one glance, they quickly saw what was happening on the city wall.
Among the Black Knights behind the Silver Masked Man, someone cried out in shock and anger: “By the God of War, is that… Twenty… Was Twenty actually cut down alive? Damn it, is that guy a human-shaped tyrannosaur?”
These Black Knights looked at each other, their faces pale with horror.
They were all Star-Rank Warriors with rich combat experience. They could naturally tell that the ‘metal freak’ on the city wall, when axe-striking ‘Twenty’, relied completely on brute Might, with not the slightest fluctuation of Battle Qi… And that was the truly frightening part, given that Twenty already possessed the strength of a One-Star Warrior.
“Master, let me go and chop off that bastard’s head to avenge Twenty!”
Some among the Black Knights could no longer hold back.
Although these twenty men had always been nameless, faceless, and only referred to by numbers one through twenty, they had followed under the Silver Masked Man’s command for the past four or five years, going through life and death situations countless times. They were as close as brothers. They never expected that Twenty would be cleanly split in two by an axe, dying tragically on the spot, during what seemed like a basically effortless siege…
This ignited a towering rage for revenge within them.
“Natural Divine Power?”
The Silver Masked Man’s lips curved into a mysterious arc. He waved his hand backward: “Somewhat interesting. I’ve become interested in this guy… Send the order to Lund: halt the attack, have the soldiers pull back!”
“Master, this…”
“Is there a problem?” The Silver Masked Man’s tone turned cold.
“As you command, Master!”
“The Eagle Group’s intelligence stated that the King of this low-level Empire’s Sixth-Class Vassal State is an idiot. So, haha, orders changed. Demand the soldiers surround but do not attack. Then send someone to persuade them to surrender. If they are willing to surrender, then the King and his ministers can be spared. All others, except for Angela and that metal freak, inside the city are still not to be kept alive!”
The Silver Masked Man’s tone was sinister, his lips curling, exuding a conspiratorial air.
“As you wish, my Master!”
The Black Knights immediately turned their horses and began carrying out the orders.
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“Somebody come over here, carry this brave warrior down for treatment, quick, quick, quick!”
The black great axe in Sun Fei’s hands was like the scythe of the God of Death, continuously reaping the lives of the Black-Armored Soldiers around him. Wherever he passed, no one could stand against him for even a single exchange. After clearing one area, he suddenly turned his head and shouted loudly, instructing soldiers not far away to carry the unconscious white-haired Pierce down from the city wall for emergency treatment.
The ‘metal freak’ was naturally none other than Sun Fei, who had arrived just in time.