Chapter 630 – The Second Squirrel (1/2)
Chapter 630 – The Second Squirrel
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
The dark forest was eerily quiet. The winter cicadas were unable to chirp, and the autumn insects did not cry out.
The tea on the stone table was already cold, the lights extinguished.
Suddenly, a rustling could be heard from the forest.
The two people looked and saw a squirrel quickly running across a tree.
This squirrel was very fat, its shaggy tail a gray shadow. It looked very cute.
Seeing this, for some reason, Chen Changsheng forgot about his coming death or what might be a conclusion even more miserable than death. His face revealed an innocent smile.
The Tianhai Divine Empress did not smile. She only quietly gazed at the squirrel, thinking of something.
She waved her sleeve as if brushing away some emotions that she found unpleasant.
The cute squirrel was currently jumping towards another tree when it transformed midair into a flower of blood.
Chen Changsheng froze. Rather sad, he asked, ”Why?”
The Tianhai Divine Empress did not answer his question. What answered his question was a series of sounds from the dark forest.
These sounds were very dull puffing sounds like a leather bag filled with wine that could no longer take the internal pressure and thus burst.
A middle-aged man tottered out from behind a tree, his stomach already deflated like it had been directly crushed by some terrifying pressure. Blood was constantly spurting from his eyes, ears, and nose. Before he had time to say anything, he collapsed to the ground.
Chen Changsheng recognized him as one of the three cardinals of the Bureau of Ecclesiastic Education.
He had come to find Chen Changsheng, or perhaps follow the Li Palace's order and protect him.
He had just died in front of Chen Changsheng's eyes.
Those dull sounds continued. In the early autumn forest, in the trees or in the fallen leaves, ten-odd flowers of blood exploded out.
Every flower of blood represented the explosion and death of an expert of the Orthodoxy.
Further off in the darkness, some Orthodoxy experts who had not been affected were forced out and ran off in all directions to escape, but how could they run faster than the wind that ran through the forest?
As he viewed this scene so terrifying that it bordered on bizarre, Chen Changsheng's body turned cold.
The people dying in front of him were all extraordinary experts of rare talent, but before the Tianhai Divine Empress, they were all powerless.
The Tianhai Divine Empress had already placed her hands behind her back, but the wind stirred up by her sleeves was still coursing through the forest.
The merciless slaughter continued. Occasionally, someone would die, their death too miserable to describe.
Chen Changsheng cried that it was enough.
He thought that his voice was loud enough, yet she seemed not to hear.
He felt like his voice was stained in blood, yet she seemed to have no reaction.
Several dozen no longer intact corpses quietly lay within the dark forest.
The Tianhai Divine Empress expressionlessly gazed into the darkness and raised her right hand once more.
A muffled cry of pain suddenly came from the darkness, and then a person was forced into the light.
The person coming out of the darkness was Liu Qing, the sword in his hands already bent, his clothes covered in wounds, blood constantly flowing out of them.
He kneeled in the leaves, gazing behind Chen Changsheng at the Tianhai Divine Empress, his eyes filled with shock and reverence, but no fear.
Su Li and the enigmatic assassin had left this continent. He, who was already at peak Star Condensation in Mount Han, was without question the world's most powerful assassin, but it was simply impossible for him to get close to the Tianhai Divine Empress. Even his secret art to conceal himself in the darkness had been seen through at a glance. He was just a joke before her.