Chapter 380 - You are the Father (1/2)

BOOM!

The ground exploded; Wang Ling made his move. His sword was swung against the enemy and they responded by firing off tendrils at him.

Twisting his body, he dodged and grabbed one of the tendrils and then proceeded to pull the Demon to him. One of the demons flew off, it couldn't fight Wang Ling's strength and as it appeared right in front of him, Wang Ling split its body in two.

The skull cracked, and as its body began to disappear Wang Ling used it as a foothold to get nearer the winged-demon. More tendrils came his way, but the Holy Qi reacted and enhanced the wing produced by his movement.

The tendrils were blown away, and Wang Ling now face to face with the enemy gathered his strength.

BAM!

He struck it with his fist, the winged beast staggered and the force sent it flying — or so it would but Wang Ling grabbed its talons pulled it to him, and cut off its wings!

KHIIE! It screeched and used its talons to slash Wang Ling's body. Black smoke came out of the gash, the rotting came to affect him once again. The effect resulted in the amplification of the pain he was already under.

”AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” a roar came from Wang Ling and used all that he had and tossed the winged-beast on the ground!

Ten tendrils shot out, five deflected, two missed and the rest pierced him. Wang Ling made sure the tendrils would not touch his vitals because the moment that it does, he would be done for.

His body was already too weak for it to sustain any major injury, in fact, sustaining this much injury could prove fatal to him!

”I will not last long if this goes on.”

Yet, despite all this, Wang Ling continued.

He had yet to land, and as he descended from above, Wang Ling decided to do something truly outrageous. When he saw the Abyssal Demon Beast, he threw his sword to pin it on the ground, ”I am going to end this now.”

Channeling what little Holy Qi he had in his body! He grits his teeth bearing the pain, the halo behind him glowed brightly the people from afar then saw the flames of their village get drawn to his body!

With slacked mouths, they saw a tower of flame burn brightly.

Wang Ling gathered the flames to palms, the flames all over the village came to him in flocks none could touch him, and those who approached all burned. This body of his may just be fragile, but the elements of the world were under his control.

Blood escaped from Wang Ling's nose and eyes, his ears were the same and before long he coughed up a liter of blood, but a maniacal remained.