Chapter 800: Beating up a child (1/2)
GDK 800: Beating up a child
Han Shuo had a good reason to obstruct the spectators’ view. The main weapon he will use to beat Ralph was the seventeen flying swords. If he were to reveal this trump card to the spectators which were comprised of the very observant patriarchs of the three major family clans and the other Divine Guard Chiefs, it wouldn’t be long before one of them will realize that the weapon Han Shuo used matched the description of those used against Hushveil City.
There was no telling if these people will keep their mouths shut. If just one of them spread the news out to the public, once Hofs had stabilized his control over Hushveil City, he will hunt down Han Shuo and his House of Han at all costs.
This was not an outcome Han Shuo wished to see happen.
Therefore, he had deployed the Banner of Hallucination. It sent out chunks and chunks of mists which formed a vast, white, vision-obstructor. This prevented Wallace and the crowd from seeing what was happening in the battle.
Ralph, who was at the center of the Banner, was on the back foot against Han Shuo. He could not even make a counterattack!
It was only now that Ralph realized just how terribly mistaken he had been! Before entering the arena, Ralph even had a short fantasy of Han Shuo’s defeat. But after the fight actually started, he was trapped by streaks of brilliant radiance before he knew what in the world just happened. Thanks to the Banner of Hallucination, Ralph couldn’t even tell that the magnificent streaks were Han Shuo’s flying swords.
Ralph’s domain of divinity was also firmly suppressed. Every ruse he had seemed all so vain and futile against the wild, unstoppable power bombarding him. Trapped in Ceaseless Pain, Ralph felt as though he was a small boat in a tumultuous sea; as though he would be drowned at any moment.
How despicable! When Ralph recalled of Han Shuo’s performance back in the City of Shadows and compared it to the terrifying strength that he displayed right now, Ralph couldn’t help himself but cursed Han Shuo in his mind.
He thought that it was utterly despicable for an expert with strength superior to his opponent to launch a sneak attack from the start of the battle. It was as though a well-built adult beating up a child, starting by throwing an unexpected kick to the back of the child. That was what Ralph felt.
The brilliant rays streaked around him as though they were weaving a giant invisible net. A most domineering energy which Ralph had never before experienced swarmed towards him from every direction while intense corrosive power and chilling aura gushed towards him. It whittled away his divine energy and made his resistance weaker and weaker.
Ralph could not be more depressed and frustrated. Inside the Ceaseless Pain, he could not see where Han Shuo was. Neither could he break out from the dimension that the seventeen swords trapped him in. He could only exert himself to resist the attack by rapidly consuming the divine energy in his body.
It seemed as though the outcome had been decided from the beginning! Ralph knew that he had been defeated and that it was a crushing defeat!
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At the center of Soaring Cloud Mountain Range, around the sand table, Wallace and the spectators no longer had their eyes fixed on the image-relaying divine device. They were whispering with each other, discussing what might be happening behind the mist.
A vast expanse of mist-shrouded the region that they were most interested in right from the start of the battle. There was no sign that it was going to float elsewhere soon. By now, it was clear to all the spectators that the mist wasn’t there by coincidence, but man-made. Mists don’t just float into the battle place of two highgods.
Aobashi and Erebus exchanged glances when they realized that. They were both somewhat worried.
“City Lord, this action of Ralph’s is unacceptable! He must have produced the mist to do something despicable to Bryan!” Rugersey was somewhat angry.
Wallace shot a glance at Rugersey and said in an indifferent voice, “Why must it be Ralph?”
“If it wasn’t Ralph, then it had to be Bryan. It had to be the one with the greater strength who would have the energy to produce the mists. Given Ralph’s great strength, he is the most likely culprit.“
All the spectators, except Wallace, held the same assumption as Rugersey. To them, it was only reasonable that the vision-obstruction mist would originate from Ralph.
Aobashi and Erebus had their brows bunched. These two had a very close friendship with Han Shuo and they do not wish to see bad things happen to Han Shuo. After a moment of hesitation, Aobashi asked, “The duel between Chiefs should only be heavy-sparring instead of fighting to the death. Could it be that Ralph did so in an attempt to retaliate Bryan’s victory three days ago?“
“Just watch till the end!” said Wallace coldly as he felt rather annoyed by the questions.
The party was astounded as they heard the annoyance in Wallace’s words. After staring blankly for a moment, the party said not another word. They were rather confused and kept on thinking about what was really going on.
The rules for the dual of Divine Guard Chiefs are set by Wallace himself. Ralph of the Second Corps is absolutely loyal to him and wouldn’t disobey a word of his orders. By that reasoning, Ralph wouldn’t attempt to break the rules set by Wallace. So everything should be alright? thought the party.
While the spectators were confused, Han Shuo was laughing grimly in his mind for he knew that Ralph’s divine energy had mostly been exhausted. It was then that he suddenly shot forward, flew into the Ceaseless Pain and dealt Ralph the final blow. With the fiercest attack, Han Shuo destroyed all remaining defense Ralph had put up.
The seventeen flying swords suddenly stopped attacking. Han Shuo who had broken through layers of defensive barriers in one blow injected several shots of demonic yuan through Ralph’s chest, completely incapacitating him.