Chapter 1488 - Paving the Way (1/2)
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Taking advantage of the powerful attributes of the two cosmic fragments, Hao Ren had the situation under control. Meanwhile, on the other side, Hasse did not need any help whatsoever.
Hasse brandished his silver sword and slashed at Hasse’s shoulder. Hasse blocked the attack with his sword, and at the same time, yanked out a runic card. Hasse blocked off the runic magic and kicked Hasse in his blind spot, sending him flying out. Hasse fired a fireball and smashed Hasse in the face. Hasse followed up with more attacks as Hasse went on the defensive.
The above may be confusing, but all you need to know is that it was chaos.
Hao Ren, Lily, and Hessiana watched on. The husky maiden began to lose patience. “Mr. Landlord, do we need to give Hasse a hand?”
Hao Ren thought for a moment and said, “Heck, I don’t even know who’s who now.”
Hessiana had also lost track. “Is the old man that freaking poor? He’s been wearing the same set of clothing and shoes from 44 BC to 1,400 AD.”
“I learned from White Flame that demon hunters don’t change their uniform design for thousands of years, especially Hasse. He only has one uniform in his closet. The demon hunters are obsessed with practicality. They’ve upgraded their weapons many times but not their appearance.”
Hessiana’s mouth twitched. “They don’t know how to enjoy life.”
The three of them made frivolous comments while they watched the two Hasses beat up one another. “Would you shut up?” the two Hasses said in unison.
“They even speak at the same time,” Hao Ren said.
Meanwhile, the result of the fight was becoming apparent.
Amid the dazzling sword clashes, one of the Hasses had lost his balance and exposed his vulnerability, which apparently sealed the outcome of the fight. He lost his grip on his sword next, and his runic shield broke. Before he could react, a runic (Letta) card had appeared before his face and exploded, sending the old demon hunter flying several dozen meters back. He passed out.
The powerful explosion did not kill him. He was merely in a coma. That was how strong he was.
The other Hasse breathed a sigh of relief. “Phew! Fighting with myself is stressful.”
He tucked his sword and walked towards Hao Ren. Hessiana suddenly stopped him. “Stay where you are! Secret code!”
The old demon hunter could not make head or tail of what Hessiana meant. What secret code?”
Hessiana crossed her arms and asked, “Where did Napoleon finally die? Who was the US president in 1962? What is White Flame’s favorite book?”
Hasse forced a smile, but his paralyzed face remained deadpan. “Napoleon died on St. Helena Island. The US president in 1962 was Kennedy, but he died in 1963. White Flame likes to read…”
The old demon hunter hemmed a couple of times. ” The Complete Guide to Making Potions , which I gave her.”
Hessiana shot the old demon hunter a sideways look. “Are you sure about that?”
“Okay, it’s comics.”
“Wrap it up,” Hao Ren interrupted. “There’s no time for jokes. The demon hunters will come looking for their commander soon.”
Hasse went over and dragged younger Hasse back. “I suspect that ‘I’ came here to check out the radioactive smog. Right now, the main wave of attack on the temple of Poseidon is over. The sacred army will launch an exhaustive attack on the energy shield for the next couples of days, and there will be no need for the commander to stay onsite. So ‘I’ have time to come here. The noise from the battle and their commander’s mission may have aroused suspicion amongst the demon hunters.”
“What do you plan to do with him?” Hao Ren glanced at the other Hasse. “Don’t you want to kill him? Let me help you if you can’t do it yourself.”
“Wait, we can’t kill him,” Hasse said, not that he could not do it himself. “You may not know, but a commander like me carries a constant spell that’s tied to the soul. Once the commander is killed, it will trigger the spell and send an alert to the sacred army. The spell can even relay the commander’s specific coordinates and information about the enemy. That’s why I didn’t kill him.”
There was one thing Hasse had not mentioned. Under those circumstances, the best course of action was for him to impersonate the Hasse of that era and infiltrate the command center of the sacred army. So, Hasse of 44 BC had to stay alive. Otherwise, the whole sacred army would know of the commander’s death, and Hasse’s cover would be blown.
Hao Ren had also thought of that as he pouted. “So, this spell won’t be triggered as long as the host is alive, right?”
“That’s right. As long as Hasse is alive. The spell will only be triggered when the target dies,” Hasse said. “Do you have anything in mind?”
“Let us first tie him up,” Hao Ren said as he opened his Dimensional Pocket and took out various devices for restraint. He put the devices on the body of 44-BC Hasse. “We’ll hide him.”