Vol 5 Chapter 30.2 (1/2)
Chapter 30 – Ma.s.sacring Sonic Blade (II)
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Two violent explosions roared out and caused a tooth-aching, bone-disintegrating sound to ring out, like kernels popping explosively. The disproportional collision resulted in a completely opposite outcome. The two gigantic Apemen’s punches collided with Ye Yin Zhu’s fists right when the explosions began.
Unable to resist the explosion of power, all the bones in their bodies shattered into pieces. Resembling two round lumps of meat, they were sent flying away. Blood violently sprayed out. In a moment, neither ape was alive.
Ye Yin Zhu’s head didn’t turn around as he suddenly kicked backwards, immediately causing another terrifying, bone-shattering sound. A gigantic Apeman that had attempted to ambush him was sent flying five meters away by that kick. His sudden, explosive a.s.sault cleared the entire area.
Sura stabbed his dagger into the chests of two gigantic Apemen in succession with great difficulty before retreating to Ye Yin Zhu’s side. He was surprised to see that Ye Yin Zhu’s dark eyes had become a rich violet without him knowing. The pale skin exposed by the magic robe even had a faint s.h.i.+mmer of violet.
With one in each arm, Ye Yin Zhu caught the falling Xiang Luan and Hai Yang from the air, placing them behind his body to protect them.
The Apemen were extremely fierce. After a few frantic moments, 80 Apemen slowly surrounded them in all directions. The harsh mountain wind seemingly made the atmosphere become even more gloomy and chilly, matching the thick stench of blood in the air. It caused Xiang Luan and Hai Yang to faintly tremble, both with deathly pale complexions. They had grown up in seclusion since they were children; when could they have seen such a cruel scene? At this moment, they had already completely forgotten that they were mages.
“Sura, you protect them,” Ye Yin Zhu called back, his figure already das.h.i.+ng forward.
After that, Sura, Xiang Luan, and Hai Yang witnessed a terrible scene. Without any zither notes, without even using Jade Silk, Ye Yin Zhu attacked with only his two fists.
It was a completely physical battle. At this moment, Ye Yin Zhu’s tranquil grace had already disappeared, and his whole body flooded with an austere iciness from top to bottom. He was naturally and unconditionally tyrannical. His white robe fluttered in the breeze, his black hair calmly framing his face. Every moment, he sent an Apeman flying explosively like an artillery sh.e.l.l, the sounds of its bones shattering seemingly as though they were sighs from a Death G.o.d. This was absolute power.
He didn’t stay very far from Sura and the others, only attacking the Apemen that approached the group of three. Occasionally, an Apemen would slip past his guard, but it was impossible for them to escape the Angel’s Sigh in Sura’s hand.
The Apemen weren’t stupid. Within the many species of beastmen, their intelligence was comparatively high. After 30 Apemen died by Ye Yin Zhu’s hand, they were already a bit afraid. They no longer attacked directly, encircling the group of four and issuing threatening roars instead.
Ye Yin Zhu didn’t take initiative to attack. An ice-cold smile graced the corners of his mouth. He returned to Sura and the two girls, sitting in front of them. Rays of light sparked across his hand, and the Moon and Tides’ Clear Brilliance quietly materialized above his knees. He was not a warrior—he was a mage. Even if his dou qi’s power exceeded his magic, he was still a mage.
Zither notes rose, but these notes weren’t gentle, soft, or pleasant to listen to. These notes brimmed with the metallic clangs of a very powerful army. His eight fingers danced across the strings like fairies. The zither notes weren’t part of a song, yet dazzling yellow sound blades still shot out with peerless speed.