Chapter 387: Long Haochen at his most powerful state (I) (1/2)
Chapter 387: Long Haochen at his most powerful state (I)
Right at this time, in the little hills nearby, three different beasts appeared. Two were at the fifth rank and one at the seventh rank, and these three magical beasts arrived in a mad rush at the same time. Closing in to this side of the battlefield, Chen Ying’er was seated on the back of one of the magical beasts of the fifth rank.
Before, it was for the sake of creating a diversion that Long Haochen urged her to use the Creature Summoning Gate. In case they managed the rescue, Chen Ying’er’s summons would create a diversion for Long Haochen and the others to escape, relying on McDull who transformed into a Demon Holder to restrict them from flying away.
However, no one expected the battle to turn out this way. The army of a thousand Jacques Demons crumbled under their attacks, causing rapid changes on the battlefield. Since Chen Ying’er clearly saw the situation of the battlefield, she naturally didn’t fall behind and brought her summoned beasts to regroup with the others, joining the battle.
The eighth step was still the eighth step, and although the Jacques Chief was affected by the mucus from the Demon Holder, his response remained very quick. Galloping on his four hoofs, he directly rushed towards Long Haochen’s group of six.
While he advanced, a black halo spread under his feet. One black halo after another spread, and his scales gained a pitch-black layer of gloom. Tiny black flames started to burn on his body, igniting that annoying mucus, while increasing the vigor of the Jacques Chief.
In his hand he carried a pitch-black spear. Once his distance from Long Haochen’s group was close to fifty meters, the Jacques Chief let out a snarl towards the sky. A faint black shade spread from his back, widening just like a black hole that engulfed everything.
Turning halfway, he lunged his right arm with the spear backwards, before throwing it at Long Haochen’s group fiercely.
Strangely, this black spear clearly flew towards them, yet that Jacques Chief still kept the main body of the spear in his hand.
“Be careful, that’s Tyrannical Extermination.”
From afar, the knight from the king grade Demon Hunt Squad shouted loudly, but he didn’t have the time to look after someone else and was unable to provide aid to Long Haochen’s side.
To avoid getting injured, the two Jacques Chiefs actually didn’t go all out before, but the situation changed when their subordinates got crushed that easily. These two powerhouses of the eighth step were both set on fire by that sight. Although their position among demons was not as majestic as that of demon gods, as the first and the second chief of the Jacques Clan, they almost ruled the whole Jacques Province.
Although the Jacques Province was the smallest province in the demon territory, it was still one of the twenty four provinces. To be reduced to such a sorry state by a dozen humans, and with the great amount of casualties among their subordinates, it would be rather strange to see these chiefs stay calm.
The instant that pitch-black spear was thrown, the sky suddenly darkened, and even the sandstorm was dispersed. It felt as if it had the might of Asura Strike while it affected an even larger area.
The terrifyingly intense pressure gave everyone the chill, and created the threatening feeling that this Tyrannical Extermination was directed right at themselves. This technique, launched by a powerhouse of the eighth step, was as terrifying as expected. What followed was the launch of the twisted black spear and its indistinct flight trajectory.
However, right at this moment, Long Haochen proudly rushed forward, with a white light emerging from his back. It was the Saint Spiritual Stove’s Attraction ability, aimed accurately at the Jacques Chief of the eighth step.
When facing a powerful enemy, be the first to face him. This was the courageous pledge of a Guardian Knight, no matter how strong the enemy was. The Guardian Knight of the team needed to always be the first to rush in. Long Haochen handed the Rippling Light from his left hand to Yating, and took the Aria of the Goddess of Light with both of his hands, abruptly stopping his dash in midair. Immediately, his whole body entered a bizarre state, raising his hand at a deceivingly low speed.
This was a one against one fight, where Long Haochen wanted to rely on his own strength to face the powerful attack of the Jacques Demon at the eighth step.
Right now, the changes on him reflected clearly on Aria of the Goddess of Light. The original strong radiance of his sword vanished, and it again turned dark gold. Along with that mysterious raising motion, Long Haochen gave the feeling of treating this divine sword the same way as a new bride in a veil.
If a true expert of the sword had been present, he would definitely recognized that scene as shocking in a glance. What Long Haochen showed wasn’t as simple as fusing with his sword, but rather like fusing with nature. Accumulating sword intent, without letting any scatter, he grasped the real essence of the use of a sword. Perhaps, he wasn’t able to show some magnificent swordplay, but ever since getting the Aria of the Goddess of Light, his understanding regarding swords had already vastly increased.