Chapter 227: Leaving with ease (1/2)

Chapter 227: Leaving with ease

A broad river blocked the way to the front. The river’s waters surged and frothed, rushing to a plane of lower elevation.

Han Shuo stood in front of a towering tree, panting heavily, barely managing to suppress the wild craziness in his heart. His eyes were blood red as he looked back at the two slowly approaching him.

Their figures gradually became clearer beneath the bright night sky. Ferguson was using magic to bring Maxine along with him. They appeared in Han Shuo’s vision like two floating clouds.

“You’re finally here, I’ve waited a very long time!” Killing intent billowed and weaved around him as a blood red light encircled Han Shuo’s body. This crimson light was the strange energy of fear and resentment that had been naturally absorbed by his body when he killed the robbers just now.

“Although your methods are cruel, you did save those people just now, meaning you’re not an immoral person. I’ve already investigated you and know you’re not from the Calamity Church. But the matters that you hold in your hands are too dangerous for this world, so I must capture you and imprison you forever in the Church of Light. Rest assured, I won’t take your life!” Ferguson’s body flew to a nearby branch as he looked calmly at Han Shuo.

The female elven archer Maxine’s charming body alighted gracefully, notching an arrow as she did so. As she took aim at Han Shuo, a feeling of danger suddenly surged in his heart and he couldn’t help but cast a few more glances at Maxine.

“The Calamity Church has nothing to do with me, and I have no way of using my knowledge to reform large amounts of dark creatures. I can tell you clearly that I won’t be joining the Calamity Church. In fact, we’re actually enemies. However, if you keep pursuing me, I won’t care if your reputation is good or bad, I’ll kill whoever threatens me without a moment’s hesitation.” Han Shuo repressed the mad thoughts in his heart as he spoke viciously with a scowl.

“Sorry, not killing you is already my biggest concession. I can’t allow you to leave, because what you hold is too dangerous for us.” Ferguson shook his head and responded resolutely. It looked like there was no room for negotiation.

Laughing wildly, Han Shuo nodded. “Since this is the case, there’s nothing for us to talk about then. I won’t go easy on you if you dare make a move!”

Han Shuo rose into the air before he lost his reason and transformed into a beam of red light, flying towards the Dark Forest.

Whoosh!

Maxine shot out the arrow that she’d long since notched, and it fractured the air like a bolt of lightning. An ear piercing howl followed it as it closed in on Han Shuo like a shadow. It didn’t seem like it would stop until it tasted blood.

Grand magus Ferguson also didn’t remain idle. As Han Shuo’s body catapulted itself through the air, Ferguson waved his staff, sending a blinding light shooting towards Han Shuo. The current of energy gave Han Shuo a dangerous feeling.

He’d been shooting through the air when he felt the attack near. His charging body suddenly screeched to a halt as he activated the Demonslayer Edge with a thought, sending it careening out of his sleeve to intercept Maxine’s arrow. Han Shuo circulated his magical yuan and focused the violent aura around him onto his right arm.

A bloody glow radiated from his right arm as that enormous strength hurtled towards the beam of bright light with a force akin to the raging river beneath him.

A resounding explosion accompanied the resplendent clash of white and blood red light, blooming in the air like a wondrous firework. There was a strange and fey beauty to it.

Han Shuo’s body tumbled from the sky like a rock in the aftermath of this magnificent sight. He fell audibly into the river and was instantly swallowed by the raging waters.

Ferguson and Maxine hovered above the spot Han Shuo had impacted the water, waiting. They looked at the water, not quite sure what to do.

They waited for quite a while as the river churned and frothed. Han Shuo had seemingly vanished without a trace, with nary a hint of surfacing from the river waters. Ferguson and Maxine were both incredibly astonished.

“With the strength that he displayed, he can’t possibly have died that easily. Why hasn’t he floated up onto the river’s surface? There’s no way he can go so long without breathing!” Ferguson looked around his surroundings with astonishment as he faltered, uncertain.