Chapter 293: As If She Uselessly Squandered That Wine
Chapter 293: As If She Uselessly Squandered That Wine
When night fell, Mazi returned to the city covered in blood with several wounds. He held in his hand the head of the Seventh-Realm Ice Python.
He was old after all. If it had been back then, facing such a Seventh-Realm creature, he would not have returned injured.
“Hang this head up on the wall!”
Mazi said that, then went back into the city.
His figure looked lonely. In this city, he was probably the one with the strongest sense of righteousness.
The biting cold wind swept over their faces.
The fierce fighting got a short break at that moment.
But it was only for a little while.
Because everyone knew that what they faced next was the real tribulation.
…
On Great Demon Peak, Chen Changsheng and Mountain Lord Tu Hu sat facing each other talking.
“What’s your plan?” Tu Hu asked.
Chen Changsheng shook his head and said, “No plan for now.”
Tu Hu heard that and raised an eyebrow. He asked, “No plan?”
Chen Changsheng said, “On this heaven and earth, some people go against the flow. They fight against the skies. On the board, pieces stand thick. The player has let go. All results are uncertain.”
Tu Hu pondered that. He tapped his hand on the stone table. After a moment, he said, “For now, just watch.”
Chen Changsheng looked at him and asked, “As the Mountain Lord, haven’t you ever thought about the Demon Race?”
Tu Hu sneered and said, “What’s being Mountain Lord? This seat should be held by the strong. Even if another took it, it could still happen.”
Chen Changsheng smiled warmly and said, “Then we’ll see the outcome.”
Now, the Thirty-Six Caves were totally deserted.
All except Tu Hu had gone to the Divine Domain.
This time, an outcome must be decided.
Chen Changsheng looked at the big mountain nearby. That mountain was also deserted. It had no presence at all.
That youth with the wooden carved mask had also gone to the Divine Domain.
After this, he might feel freed from worries.
Tu Hu followed his gaze and said, “You keep staring at the Second Peak. Is it special?”
Chen Changsheng said, “That mountain has a heavy smell of blood.”
Tu Hu nodded and said, “The new Demon King of the Second Peak is strange. But his strength is agreed by all Demon Kings. This time, he will help the Demon Race a lot.”
“Is that so…”
Chen Changsheng murmured softly. His thoughts drifted away. In his mind, that naive youth from the mortal world appeared.
This world’s tribulation was also the youth’s tribulation.
…
That night, cultivators on the City Platform cleaned their swords. Torches on the Fortress Wall burned all night. They got ready again.
Before the sky had fully brightened.
“Boom…”
Loud rumbling sounds made everyone’s hearts jump to their throats.
They stood and looked.
Far away, over Green Mountain, dark clouds loomed low.
Under those clouds, there were countless figures of demon beasts.
“Roar!!”
A lot of roars came.
Tens of thousands of demons had reached the city walls. They had auras of hundreds of Fifth-Realm and Sixth-Realm, several Seventh-Realm Great Demons, and an Eighth-Realm Great Demon stood before the defense.
What came were several Demon Kings!
All leaders of their mountains!
“Big trouble…”
Lao Bazi frowned deeply. Not only him, but everyone nearby had grave faces.
They guessed the Demon Race would come fast this time. But they did not expect it so fast, even with all demons out.
A shadow of gloom settled over the City Tower.
“There are so many…”
“How can we fight them?”
Someone felt fear at this sight.
With just a hundred people, how could they fight?!
Someone swallowed hard. Seeing the black mass, they thought of retreat.
“Is anyone scared?”
A voice came suddenly.
Mazi, wrapped in bandages, walked up to the City Tower. His face was pale from yesterday’s wounds.
“Clang…”
Mazi held his sword at his side. He said, “Back when Chieftain Jiang drove away the Demon Race with one sword, he never feared. What if there are ten thousand demons? With swords ready, we can still kill them!”
“Mazi…”
Someone stepped forward with a solemn face and said, “That Song person, really thinks we have a seventy percent chance?”
“If I said seventy, it’s seventy!”
Mazi said, “Fifteen Demon Kings: two Eighth-Realm, six Seventh-Realm, seven Sixth-Realm. That guy Song already cleared many obstacles. With this, how can we not have seventy percent?”
“And the tens of thousands of demons left? The weakest are third-realm! Who will kill them? Who can finish them?”
“They can be killed!”
“They can’t…”
“Curse your mother!”
Mazi kicked toward him and said, “I say they can be killed, so they can!”
The man stepped back. That made Mazi’s kick miss.
The atmosphere on the City Tower went quiet.
All eyes fell on Mazi.
Mazi caught his breath. He saw their unsure looks and said, “So you’re scared?”
Someone shook his head and said, “Not scared, but no need. Even if we kill all Demon Kings, the rest would crush us.”
Mazi understood suddenly. He tried to speak but found no words.
Yes, he knew this gap.
Song Gudao made him the Chieftain.
But Mazi did not want so many brothers to die pointlessly.
At that critical time, an opening appeared in the Divine Domain’s gate.
A figure walked out from the door.
“Someone left the city!”
A voice suddenly called from the City Platform.
Mazi frowned and looked down at the ground.
When he saw the person, he froze.
“Widow Du!”
Mazi widened his eyes and yelled, “Curse your mother, get back here!”
He leaped down from the City Tower.
Mazi grabbed Du A’niang’s hand.
“Who told you to leave the city?” Mazi questioned harshly.
Du A’niang held a sword in one hand and a wine jar in the other.
Not far off, was the horde of ten thousand demons.
“Let go of me, old woman!”
Du A’niang shook Mazi’s hand off.
Mazi gaped and said, “You’re insane?”
“I am insane!”
Du A’niang glared wide-eyed and said, “That Song person went without a word. Why leave me here?”
Mazi stopped moving. He almost spoke, but words stuck in his throat.
She sneered. She looked at Mazi and then at the figures on the wall.
“You all boast how tough you are every day. But now, you don’t even dare come down the wall.”
Du A’niang tilted her head to drink. Her steps staggered. She laughed sadly and said, “Now, no one to argue with. No point to me living. As for you…”
“Just think I wasted that wine for nothing.”
Du A’niang took a deep breath and threw the wine jar away.
She gripped her sword and stumbled toward the demon crowd.
Mazi snapped back to himself.
Veins stuck out on his forehead as he turned to see the City Tower.
“Cowards!”
Mazi said that, then ignoring others’ thoughts, lifted his sword and ran after Du A’niang.
The people who saw this felt very ashamed.
After moments of silence,
Someone walked down from the City Tower.