Chapter 1905: The Death of Khatabah! (1/2)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Adnan and Abu Muslim groaned under the Nightmare Beast's sudden assault, and they were forced to slow down for half a second. Meanwhile, Wang Chong, Wang Zhongsi, Zhangchou Jianqiong, and all the others had already begun their assault.
”Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art!
”Origin Immortal Art!
”Life Execution!”
”One Sword Severs the Star River!”
”Universe Sundering Art!”
”Myriad Ghost Pilgrimage!”
”Bone Devil Holds the Heavens!”
A seemingly endless barrage of attacks swept over the area like a storm.
No one dared to be careless around this supreme legend of the Arabian Empire, and they put all their strength into their attacks.
Since ancient times, Khatabah was probably the only person who had ever enjoyed such 'treatment', a fact that he could truly be proud of.
It was truly unprecedented and unique!
Of course, this was all because of Khatabah's transcendent and shocking strength.
At this moment, even someone as strong as Khatabah, facing this flurry of attacks, sensed that the battle was settled. No matter how strong he was, he could not fight against so many people at once.
Seeing that Khatabah was surrounded, Adnan anxiously cried out, ”Hierophant! Retreat!”
Although Arabia had the advantage in numbers, even he could see that the sandstorm and the encirclement of the eastern empire's top commanders had left the Arabian Empire's chances of victory almost nonexistent.
In this situation, retreat was the wisest option.
But Khatabah continued to stare at Wang Chong, ignoring this cry.
All of the strength of the Arabian Empire had been mobilized: millions of soldiers, countless members in the supply train, and the armies of numerous small kingdoms. This was an unprecedented invasion, but it was already coming to an end.
But as a legend of Arabia, the Hierophant revered by all, Khatabah was too proud to lower his head, let alone retreat in front of his enemies.
In his legendary life, he had never retreated no matter how many opponents he faced.
Better to die!
”Brat! Do you really think you've won?!”
Khatabah's face turned savage. Not only did he not back down in the face of all these Tang commanders and their flood of Stellar Energy, he shot toward Wang Chong with astonishing speed.
”Even if I die, I will have you and all the Great Tang pay the most bitter price!”
Buzz!
Khatabah's hand opened, and he thrust a palm at Wang Chong.
His veins bulged and his bones groaned. Right in front of Wang Chong, his body began to grow with frightening speed. Even his skin began to change colors, turning into a dark bronze.
At the same time, a dark, chaotic, and berserk energy erupted from Khatabah's body. It was very weak at the start, like the glow of a firefly in the darkness, but a second later, it had developed into a hurricane of power.
Moreover, the moment this energy appeared, it appeared to grow out of control, frantically absorbing the chaotic energy in the surroundings, the free Stellar Energy and the scattered energy left behind by the Ifrit, and even the power of the sandstorm. It even devoured Khatabah's energy and converted it into chaotic energy.
”Demon god!”
Wang Chong had been charging at Khatabah, but this sight gave him pause. Khatabah was brimming with chaotic and destructive energy, and he appeared very similar to one of the Seventy-Two Demon God Pillars that Wang Chong had seen beneath Khorasan.
But those underground statues and legends in the Book of Paimon had merely been hazy impressions. Khatabah, on the other hand, was an ancient demon god revived from the river of history to appear right in front of Wang Chong!
Legend had become reality!
”This is the power of the demon god Baal that I obtained more than one hundred years ago. I will have it appear once more in the world of mortals to annihilate you eastern infidels!”
(TN: Baal, or Bael, is the first King of Hell. He is depicted with three heads: a toad, a man, and a cat. He commands 66 legions. He is probably inspired by the deity Baal as found in the Bible.)
Khatabah's insane voice resounded through the world.
Roooar!
This terrifying roar contained the majesty and pressure of a demon god, and as it echoed through the fabric of space, a dark and twisted torrent of energy gushed out of Khatabah's body. Within it, one could see the savage face of a demon god.