Chapter 841 - Ferrad (1/2)
“The Xiao Clan is brave and good at fighting. They are at their strongest when they awaken their bloodline power. Unfortunately, the Xiao Clan inter-married with the mortal inhabitants of the Original World. After many generations, the unique bloodline of the Xiao Clan was diminished significantly, and as a result, it made you so fragile.”
The King of War remarked as he looked at the wounded Xiao Luo in an unhurried manner, and added, “Therefore, for you to attain this level of power as a descendent of the Xiao Clan is rare. I’d go as far as to say it is commendable.”
“I… have not… lost yet…” Xiao Luo moaned as he opened his eyes and glared at King of War.
“So, you think you have not lost yet?”
The corner of the King of War’s lips lifted as he burst into mocking laughter. “I doubt you can even stand up, let alone continue the fight!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he pierced the notched long blade he was holding into Xiao Luo’s left shoulder.
PLUNGE!
The long blade pierced through Xiao Luo’s left shoulder with ease, and it caused blood to ooze out. The sword became like a long nail, pinning Xiao Luo firmly to the ground.
“Arrgh!”
As the pain intensified, Xiao Luo could take no more and let out a tormented shriek. The pain showed in his desperate face.
“At present, you are just like a worm on the ground. With a gentle swing of my foot, I can kick you to death. And you are still saying you have not lost yet? Huh, you are hilarious!” The King of War mocked as he pulled out the long blade with a deep frown.
SWOOSH!
At that moment, a piercing wind came whistling through the air. A purple energy cannonball streaked hundreds of meters across the void like a comet. It was fired right at the King of War.
Hmm?
The King of War raised his head slightly and with a gentle wave of his right hand, he slapped the purple energy cannonball away, like light reflected off a mirror’s surface. The cannonball shot off diagonally and exploded tens of meters up in the air. The sound of the explosion was deafening, and it distorted the surrounding space.
Tracking the trajectory of the purple energy cannonball, they spotted Ghost.
Ghost’s eyes turned blue. Two fangs protruded from her alveolar, revealing the wild nature of the girl.
“Sucking Blood Clan?” the King of War mumbled to himself.
Meanwhile, the King of Blades, King of Thunder, and the others turned and stared at an assistant swathed in black robes.
“Ferrad, if I remember correctly, members of the Sucking Blood Clan are to remain in the Dark Forest,” the King of Blades remarked. There was a hint of sternness in the manner in which he spoke.
Ferrad shuddered all over and immediately kneeled on the ground. While his body trembled, he said nervously, “My King, I… I do not know what is going on as well…”
“Is that so?”
The King of Blades stroked his chin as if he was pondering about something. But anyone who understood him knew he was angry.
When the Sucking Blood Clan caused trouble in the past, it was the King of Blades who handled the mess. He was also the one who confined all members of the Sucking Blood Clan in the Dark Forest, never to leave and kill humans ever again. It was their punishment and also an opportunity for them to mend their ways and start anew. But now, it looked like the Sucking Blood Clan had blatantly violated the rules he had put in place. It challenged his authority as a King and no matter how calm his temperament was, he would never endure such an insult.
When Ghost saw Xiao Luo seriously injured and the King of War reluctant to let him go, she lost her temper. With the help of Duck Emperor, she wielded the Phantom Dancer in both hands and launched a violent attack on the King of War.
Ghost shouted, “Bastard, I will kill you. I will kill you…”