Chapter 278 – West Emerges Again (2/2)

“Hahaha, Old Ox, I could hear your crazy moo from a ways away. What is it this time?” A voice echoed from the distance as a flaming figure approached the Violent Ox King.

The ox king coldly snorted, fully showing its human-like character as it ignored the newly arrived fellow.

“Don’t be like this. If anything, we are still old friends, aren’t we?” the figure joked and laughed, seemingly not noticing the growing air of fury from the ox’s nostrils.

“Is that my old bro West?” Fatty suddenly popped out and shouted towards the figure.

“Huh? Who’s calling me? Aha! So it’s you, lil’ bro. Why did you come to a place like this? Damn! You’re actually being pressed under by an ox? Oh no… Did you become a son-in-law1?” West paled in shock.

“Pfff!” Fatty nearly coughed up a mouthful of blood. The distant SnowPhoenix was even more dumbfounded and nearly stumbled. The few remaining players’ reactions were even more exaggerated as they vigorously rubbed their eyes, thinking the happenings were only an illusion.

“Did I hear wrong? Is this really the Flame Ruler West of Fire Valley outside Vermilion Bird City? Isn’t it supposed to be a monster? Why is it here? And even calling Money Grubber his brother?” Looking back and forth between Fatty and West, SnowPhoenix felt like her perception of this world had taken a huge hit.

“Bro, help! That fellow is a bully!” With West here, Fatty was without worry as he crawled out from under the ox.

“I say, Old Ox, this isn’t the right way to handle this. No matter how handsome and graceful my lil’ bro is, you shouldn’t use force. At least both sides have to mutually fall in love first, then properly take him in with a grand marriage…” West earnestly advised the Violent Ox King with an utterly pained expression.

Thud! Fatty crashed head-first on the ground. SnowPhoenix was unable to control her body and slowly fell. As for the Violent Ox King, the fury in its nostrils finally turned into two firesnakes that streaked at West.

“Oh wow! Isn’t this bullying?!” West scattered the snakes with a slap of his hand. He was about to continue counseling the ox when the latter let out a mad roar and pounced towards Fatty. Reacting quickly, West grabbed the ox’s tail and forcefully stopped it in place. “Woah, woah, Old Ox, you can’t be like this.

“Mooooo!” the ox king roared in rage. A thunderclap resounded and two huge thunderbolts struck at West.

“Woah there, Old Ox. You are too short-tempered. That really isn’t good for you.” West nimbly evaded the bolts without letting go of the tail.

“Oh heavens! Bro, you are so strong!” Fatty cheered, not one bit stingy to sing his praise.

West laughed heartily. He pulled on the tail as he said to the Violent Ox King, “Old Ox, give this brother of yours some face, won’t you? Don’t embarrass me in front of my lil’ bro.”

“Moo!” West’s answer was a rear hoof kick. West raised his hand to block it.

The Violent Ox King and West were both fire-attribute. Currently, West was barely considered an NPC fire mage, while the ox king was an authentic fire monster. The two knew each other so well that it was difficult to have a clear result of their fight.

Strictly speaking, West’s power was a bit lower than the ox king. However, the ox king couldn’t do anything to him either, or else it would have already turned him into ox feed.

The two fought from the sky to the ground and back, the intensity even more intense than when the Violent Ox King was toying with Fatty. Prior to this, the ox never took Fatty seriously no matter how he angered it, because it didn’t think the human was worthy to be its opponent.

But now, the two were practically turning the sky and earth upside down. Fire exploded in all directions. The pack of oxen on the ground frantically ran, those who couldn’t flee in time became well-done steaks.

“This… this is the strength of advanced monsters?” SnowPhoenix gawked with her mouth agape, secretly feeling lucky she hadn’t called for a large troop to raid this boss. It simply wasn’t something they could meddle with.

“Hell yeah! Serve you right! Bro, kick it in the wee-wee!” Fatty watched in high spirits.

Boom! The two separated after a round of attacks. West’s long fiery hair was slightly disheveled, while the Violent Ox King had also suffered some wounds. In short, neither could do anything to the other.

The Violent Ox King huffed fire as it breathed and shot West a vicious glare. Then, its body suddenly descended sharply. The boss didn’t intend to let Fatty off.

“You damn ox!” West hurriedly gave chase.

The Violent Ox King was determined to kill Fatty and ignored West’s attacks. Fatty bitterly complained in his heart and quickly ran everywhere to flee.

Boom! A flame struck the ground, scorching the soil black.

Bam! A stone with a long fire trail narrowly grazed past Fatty’s ear and smashed a tree to pieces.

The Violent Ox King was terrifying when it exploded with might. Every skill wasn’t something Fatty could survive if struck. If it weren’t for his flexible and quick body, Fatty would have already been smashed into meat paste and burned to bbq.

“Old Ox, you really don’t intend to give me any face at all?” West also grew anxious. If the Violent Ox King successfully killed Fatty in his present, that would be a big humiliation.

However, there was still a bit of a gap between their strength. If the Violent Ox King ignored him, there was nothing West could do.

“Motherf*cker! You really think Lord Fatty is so easy to bully?” Fatty gritted his teeth and stopped. He then turned around and shouted, “STOP!”

Whew… A sky of meteors came crashing down and buried Fatty.

1. A reference to what happens at the Mountain of Flames in the novel Journey to the West.↩