Chapter 138 (1/2)

Chapter 138: Injured

Translator: Yukidaruma Translations  Editor: Yukidaruma Translations

Countless rays of black lines spread across in the sky. Rushing back and forth, they released swooshing sounds as they cut across the air. It was as if they were bomber aircrafts soaring through the sky.

A few of Garcia’s black-skinned and black-eyed Great Warriors stared angrily at the steel swords flying about in the sky.

One of them furiously said, “Damn it, where did this monster come from? He is only a first transition Knight but has a battle prowess close to that of a Conferred Knight.”

Another person spoke up, “We can’t let this continue any further. We’ve already lost seven of our men. If this goes on, we’ll be wiped out before we meet up with our comrades.”

“Hmph. He killed seven of our people but got injured himself. He’s definitely not in a good state since he was hit by Manya’s curse. Moreover, we’ve already destroyed a large number of his longswords in the sky and there’s only about twenty or so of them left. If we fight to the bitter end, we’ll definitely be able to kill him.”

“What are you talking about? We should retreat first and deal with him after we meet up with the other teams.”

“Retreat? Are you still one of Garcia’s warriors? We’ve lost seven brothers and you’re thinking of retreating? You idiot. How will we be able to escape if the opponent’s speed is so fast?”

Facing a strong Warrior like Fang Xingjian who had unparalleled speed, unless one was able to defeat him, what awaited was only death. It was impossible to even think about escaping.

While the three of them were still in the midst of the endless argument on whether they should retreat or fight to the bitter end, the twenty odd steel swords moved together at once. At the next moment, they turned in their direction and shot toward the three men’s hiding place.

“Watch out!”

“It’s coming!”

“F**k it!”

One of Garcia’s Great Warriors stood up immediately, releasing huge bursts of aura. Countless thick black hairs sprouted all over his body, making him become a monster like King Kong.

He opened his mouth wide, bellowing loudly. Huge bursts of air currents were swept up and shot out like shock waves, clashing head-on with the twenty odd flying swords.

Bang, bang, bang, bang! Loud explosive sounds rang out and in that instant, more than half the flying swords shattered.

To think that this King Kong’s abrupt and violent exhale could shatter longswords made of steel. How ferocious was his power?

However, after just one attack, the King Kong seemed very weak. Looking at the remaining flying swords, he could not even make a move to dodge them. It was just then that a Black Devil dashed out. Raising his two hands high up, he gathered endless earth-colored aura on his arms and formed two earth elemental magnetic shields.

The remaining flying swords clashed violently against them but it was as if they had sunk into mud, sucked in by this magnetic energy. Not only were they unable to penetrate the shields, but it was to the extent that they were shaking repeatedly, and yet were unable to fly out.

However, even when all the flying swords had been fended off, the trio still did not seem to have relaxed in the slightest. It was because they knew that the most dangerous attack had yet to come.

The Flame God Unit and the Divine Vanguard Unit were the elite teams in Garcia’s expeditionary unit this time around and after being pursued for a few consecutive days, none of them had died under those flying swords.

The flying swords were merely a form of defense and support for the opponent’s attacks. Truly, the most powerful thing had always been that swift and elusive sword which came and went like a shadow.

As expected, just as all the flying swords’ attacks had been blocked, a black shadow appeared suddenly behind the King Kong. Silver-colored sword light like a dash of silver colored lightning thrust towards the King Kong’s back in an instant, sending down sword Qis like violent rain.