Chapter 290 (1/2)
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Sui Xiong floated invisibly in the sky as he observed the events happening on the ground.
There were certain things that he could take care of, and certain things that he could not, like, for example, the thing that was happening in front of his eyes.
Crick Keane was still looking confoundedly at the siblings who were killing each other violently, not understanding why things had turned out this way.
Not so long ago, he had joined the volunteer army to support Eagle Kingdom in defying the orcs along with his best friend Spencer. They had gone through a tough battle, killing until the the sky was dim and there was no light from the sun and moon—all right, it was not their efforts that made the sky dim and stopped the light shining from the sun and moon. It was said that the Gods in the sky were engaged in a group killing, and they had killed off the entire Sun God team, which was the type that could not be revived.
What happened in the sky was not related to him, but what was important was the huge war in the human world. In that huge war, he really had his eyes opened. Not only had he seen all types of different armies and races, even when he had almost died, he could still see a God coming down to the mortal earth with an army of angels, though since the army of angels had no wings, it was slightly incomplete.
In that war, that God was the main character, and the angels were the pawns. The mortals were really insignificant, as if they were below ants. He saw with his own eyes a few hundred good men who were believers of God of Knight were dead and whose bodies had already hardened, jump up and live again as they continued fighting, with just a ray of white light shining down upon them. He had also seen with his own eyes a soft silver haired girl who was dressed like a cosplayer from an anime expo, waving his long sword, and the sword aura was super strong, at least a hundred yards. And when he swung the sword, the headcount that he had reaped was conservatively assumed to be close to four digits. Blood sprayed like a line of fountains.
Motherf*cker! This was not the war that I heard of before!
Earth is really scary, could I please go back to Mars?
After that, they charged together behind the soft silver haired girl, killing a huge group of different types of orcs who were insanely strong. The orcs were also killing with all their might and all their breath. The computer graphic effects were comparable to a Hollywood major Sci-Fi film. The level of destruction was insane. For example, there was a guy who had a snake head and a human body who had sprayed out a mouthful of poisonous gas that was conservatively presumed to cover the size of a football field. It was blown away after that, but with just the initial hit, it had already made all types of mortals, regardless of their race, pale and faint. It was not even certain that they could be saved…
And of course, it was still the soft silver haired girl who had brought them to charge together who was stronger and could take on few of the super strong fellows alone. With just the short period of ten seconds, she had hit until the ground became indented as if there was an asteroid hitting it. And those fellows who were involved in it, for instance, the snake head man who had sprayed poison, were immediately gone, not to mention their lives. Even their dead bodies were nowhere to be found, as they had entirely became ash.
Although the soft silver haired girl was very strong, and she and her friends had used all their might to battle, there were really way too many, too many, too many enemies—yes, this was very important, so it was necessary to say it three times. In the end, they could not hold them off, and gradually, they were being defeated. The believers of God of Knight were still good, after all, and their boss had came down from the sky and had brought along an aura that could revive them to complete health, even if they died. But the other mortals were different, they died like grass being mowed, which was really terrible!
But there was a saying that “the tide will always turn,” and not long after that, the boss of Spencer and the other fellows suddenly exploded on His final act. He turned eight experts who were similar to this soft silver haired girl into Gods of War in just a moment, and all of them had golden light shining on them as their fighting spirits increased exponentially, the aura underneath their feet reaching out at least over a thousand yards, and their battle powers were so strong that it did not even need to be mentioned.
Under the leadership of the God of War affected soft silver haired girl and His seven similar Golden Light Gods of War, they staged a grand comeback. Not only did they break through the attacks of their enemies, they even counter attacked. With one breath, they broke through the defense line of their enemies and charged through to the enemy’s base camp, even breaking through to the entire enemy’s army in the end.
At this time, he had finally found out that orcs were not that great after all. Except for those who charged and killed on the frontlines, the others at the back were nothing much, not even at his level.
The eight Golden Light Gods of War charged over as They brought along a big group of large men who were killing with fierce passion. What would the results be?
Ugh, it was a nightmare to recall, it was better to let it go…
And then what happened after that? Oh, they had been doing fine, then the big boss of Spencer and fellows had suddenly died, and after that, the Golden Light Gods of War and the angels from their big boss were recalled, and after that… they were being ganged up on.
Ganged up on, sudden deaths, it went basically like this.
At that time, they were initially grouping up on an orc general with great momentum. According to them, he was a charging officer of the orc invasion, a great man who usually guarded the South side. That fellow even seemed to know Spencer, and they were even discussing a man named Paul as they were fighting each other—but this definitely did not stop Spencer from hitting him violently along with his brothers. They slashed him until blood kept flowing out of him like a river, it was a wonder where he stored that much blood to lose.
As they were fighting, it seemed that the big guy with the golden mane was about to die, and all of a sudden, they had lost their big boss on their side, lost their Golden Light Gods of War, lost their enhanced soldiers; their enhanced abilities were even fading quickly. Thus, the subordinates of the big golden haired man had taken a counterattack and closed in on them. And they had killed the entire group. Spencer was even heavily injured by the slash of big golden hair’s sword. Luckily, he was quick to act, as he grabbed Spencer with one hand and activated the return scroll that he had gotten from Thomas and Nikola earlier. They flew back to the Void Mask Theme Park with a zoom.
Uncle Marx had witnessed it as they were flying away, the distance between that big golden hair’s sword and his neck not exceeding an inch!
After they flew back to Void Mask Theme Park, they rested for quite some time in this peaceful area. Thanks to the help of the leader of the healer team, Madam Geerteng, whose outfit was very avant-garde and whose sexiness was enough to cause a ruckus of an entire anime exposition, Spencer had regained his life. But because the big boss that he had believed in had died, his sacred warrior levels had been temporarily sealed. He was a great expert who had almost stepped into the legendary realm, yet in just a moment, he had fallen to medium level.
The loss of ability was actually not too worrying. The main point of his God of his belief being dead had made a huge impact on Spencer. It had made this fellow muddle headed. He only ate when he was given rice and drank when he was given water, but other than that, he was just stupidly sitting there like a robot.
Crick had even tried bringing him down to the entrance of the underground adventure centre, comparing him to the robot Phileo Isavoy, or Phil Ohis Savoy, who worked there, and in the end, the real robot was even more lively than he was!
Mr. Isavoy—or maybe Miss, Crick could not really tell the gender of robots—was initially very mad, but after he found out the reason that Spencer had become like this, he became very friendly again. He suggested that Crick bring Spencer back to his hometown and that perhaps living in a familiar environment could help his recovery.