Chapter 769 - S-tier, The Duke of Black Citadel (2/2)

Mohrian raised his head and neck agonizingly. The monster was clearly in immense pain. The excruciating shriek resonated loudly in everyone’s mind nearby.

Then, despite shrinking rapidly after passing through Mohrian’s neck, the dark sphere continued to travel for another half a meter before landing on a building.

The small sphere created a huge hole in the building upon impact.

Bam!

The dark sphere finally exploded. Rain in black color dropped to the ground as a result and corroded the commoners’ bodies as they did not manage to take cover in time.

Nobody paid attention to that because they were all gazing at Mohrian.

A dark wound emerged and began to spread on Mohrian’s neck. For the first time, Mohrian was heavily wounded by an attack from a human.

However, Qin Feng sighed regrettably.

He missed Mohrian’s skeleton by a fraction. The monster would not give him another chance.

The beast deity had suffered substantial injuries before when his wings were damaged by Bai Li’s Spatial Crush. Now, Qin Feng’s attack almost took his life. It struck fear into the monster.

Mohrian was a beast with high intelligence. He recognized that he had been thoroughly defeated this time. Against such powerful foes, Mohrian would either have his revenge next time or not cross paths with them at all in the future.

With the presence of Bai Li, a formidable spatial beast, Mohrian did not believe he could take revenge on them easily.

At this moment, all Mohrian wished was to leave as quickly as possible.

This battle had finally come to an end.

This was when another rift appeared in the sky.

A scarier aura leaked through the rift.

“S-tier! This is bad!”

“The duke! It must be the duke!”

“Our duke is back! We are safe now!”

Some were scared and immediately set off running. These were the ones that tried to plunder the dragon cave and thus enraged Mohrian.

The ones cheering were obviously members of Dusk Dragon.

The sky was distorted. Following the arrival of the man, the world seemed to bend toward the will of his aura.

He was the dictator, the king of this world, the god among men!

Even Qin Feng was shaken by the S-tier’s unparalleled aura.

‘The Duke of Black Citadel, He Tianxing! An S-tier ancient warrior!’

But Qin Feng could not tell which sub-tier he was in. At that level, only users of the same tier could identify that. Qin Feng was still far from entering the S-tier even before he was reborn.

He had only heard of He Tianxing in tales before this. Meeting him in person had Qin Feng realize just how unreal his power was.

The duke of Black Citadel had his gaze fixed on Mohrian. Seeing the terrible state Mohrian was in, He Tianxing was a little surprised. He then cackled. “Mohrian, my old friend. Are you here to give up on your life? If so, I will do as you wish.”

As he spoke, he unsheathed the claymore on his back.

The claymore was half a meter wide and 1.8 meter long. It was even longer than He Tianxing’s height.

He Tianxing raised the claymore, then released it. As the sword plunged, it became larger and larger.

Three-meter!

Five-meter!

Ten-meter!

In the blink of an eye, the claymore had turned into a twenty-meter high concrete as it struck at Mohrian.

Mohrian swung his tail frantically and met it with the sword.

The loud clunk resulting from the collision had the nearby aptitude users’ ears bleed.

The duke and the dragon quickly clashed into a fierce battle.

But soon, Mohrian was being forced back. The beast deity no longer roared spiritedly. Instead, he chose to shrink his body and left decisively by tearing out another spatial rift.

He had fled!

The arrogant Mohrian had run away!