Chapter 560 (1/2)
Chapter 560: 560
When the short-haired girl was grabbed by the neck, her face turn red quickly, and she struggled wildly, kicking and hitting the eye-patch Warlock .
But no matter how she struggled, she could not break through the man’s life force field, and could only look death in the eyes with fear and despair on her face
Watching the struggling girl inching towards death, the eye-patch Warlock revealed a smile of intoxication: “It’s really fulfilling to watch a beautiful girl wilt away in your hands!”
A look of pain of her face, the short-haired girl conveyed a thought, despaired: “Don’t, don’t … kill me! Save me! I don’t want to die!”
“Murong Yuling creased her fine eyebrows: “Stop! I will go with you, so let her go! She is innocent!”
The eye-patch man showed a cruel smile and said elegantly: “Miss Murong Yuling, I’m sorry, but I cannot oblige you . Watching beautiful things wilt away in my hands is my hobby . She is going to die because you were too slow!”
The eye-patch man has just spoken, when several huge wind blades shot out from the back and chopped him along his life force field into more than a dozen fragments .
“I died? No, no, I don’t want to die!” When the head of the eye-patch Warlock saw the pieces of his body, it issued miserable screams and finally fell to the ground, a look of horror and despair on its face .
The eye-patch Warlock is a Starry Sky Warlock, and his life force enabled him to survive for a short time after being cut to pieces before eventually dying .
The short-haired girl fell on the floor, coughed a few times, and stared at Yang Feng with incredulity: “Are you a Starry Sky Warlock?”
Yang Feng answered with a smile: “Yes, I am a Starry Sky Warlock . ”
The short-haired girl had a grateful look on her face . But suddenly, her expression changed, and she shouted: “Thank you for saving me . Be careful!”
Fluctuations emerged in s.p.a.ce, and four abyssal great fiends appeared next to Yang Feng via Blink and stabbed with their hands towards his heart from four directions .
Hurricanes suddenly emerged next to Yang Feng and wind blades containing the law of wind cut the four abyssal great fiends into pieces in an instant .
Yang Feng silently recited an incantation and extended his hand into the void, and wisps of queer wind drifted inside the flying vessel .
An abyssal great fiend barked: “Stop, or we will start slaughtering everyone in this flying boat!”
The abyssal great fiend’s words have just fallen, when the weird wind spread all over the flying vessel, and silence ensued . The more than a dozen abyssal great fiends shattered and turned into a weird torrent of flesh and blood that was blown out of the flying boat .
“So strong!”
“So that’s a Starry Sky Warlock! A combat-type Starry Sky Warlock!”
“A combat-type Starry Sky Warlock! Astounding!”
“…”
In the huge flying boat, the research-type Warlocks stared at Yang Feng with reverence in their eyes, and some even showed looks of wors.h.i.+p .
The Warlock civilization of the Great Cloud Dynasty is extremely developed, but most people generally practice cultivation until they become official Warlocks, and then look for work to eke a living . After all, most people are ordinary, and unlike geniuses, cannot practice cultivation until the Great Warlock or Starry Sky Warlock rank .
There are many geniuses in the Battle Demon Sect, but many of them are trapped in the Great Warlock realm . Nevertheless, the Battle Demon Sect also has a large number of Starry Sky Warlocks, and that’s because apart from having many geniuses, the sect also has a deep foundation .
Even in the Great Cloud Dynasty, in some remote places, a Starry Sky Warlock is enough to dominate the area .
The short-haired girl full of youthful vitality stared at Yang Feng with excitement and wors.h.i.+p in her beautiful eyes: “Amazing!”
When the short-haired girl saw the abyssal great fiends that could suppress her being easily killed by Yang Fend, a seed of wors.h.i.+p was planted in her heart .
“Who are you? To kill my men, do you want to become mortal enemies with the Fiend’s Hand?” Accompanied by an eerie voice, a handsome Warlock with a vicious air about him wearing a black gown and exuding quasi-Moonlight Warlock rank might walked in from the large hole .
When a level-1 Warlock put on a pair of gla.s.ses similar to the Scouter Gla.s.ses and looked at the Warlock who just came in, their face changed dramatically, and they cried out: “Quasi-Moonlight Warlock, he’s a quasi-Moonlight Warlock!”