Chapter 77 – Private Property (1/2)
Chapter 77: Private Property
A black banner was fluttering in front of the entrance of a small village.
On the surface of the banner, which was made from human skin and beast tendons, tens of hideous bugs had been painted with the blood of some beast. Tens of wisps of black smoke were spurting out from the banner, each wisp of black smoke had more than tens of thousands of poisonous and multicoloured bugs hidden inside it; those bugs were flying towards Ji Hao while buzzing sharply, like ocean waves.
Ji Hao had been standing still right in front of the entrance of the small village, while facing those black smokes that were roaring towards him.
The armour made by Po emitted a faint, cyan light, which completely blocked the black smoke with bugs hidden in them. Those bugs were madly trying to take a bite of Ji Hao’s body, but couldn’t even touch a hair on Ji Hao. More bugs were flying towards him while spewing venoms, however, all kinds of venoms were blocked by the cyan light as well. They dropped on the ground, neither could even touch Ji Hao’s body.
On Ji Hao’s skin, a layer of extremely dim, red and feather-like spell symbols were flashing loomingly. Occasionally, a wisp of fire would spurt out from Ji Hao’s body and burn large quantities of flying poisonous bugs, which die making a popping sound; dead bugs were continuously dropping onto the ground.
In only seven to eight minutes, a two feet thick layer of bugs’ carapaces had already been piled up around Ji Hao’s body.
Inside the village, a few scrawny, dark-green skinned old Maguspriests were screaming; they jerked out black daggers and stabbed hard into their own chests. The banner in front of the village entrance started to shake violently, the fresh hot blood gushed out of those old Maguspriests’ bodies had all been drawn and absorbed by the banner.
An ear-piercing call came from the banner, along with which, a black mist was being released from the banner; from within the mist three gigantic, multicoloured, poisonous scorpions emerged. These scorpions flew out of the banner, swung their hundreds of feet long tails that had huge poisonous hooks towards Ji Hao.
Ji Hao continued to remain motionless. The cyan light emitted by the armour worn by Ji Hao, which was as light as a feather, seemed to have become a bit brighter. Followed by a thunderous bang, all three poisonous hooks hit hard against the armour on Ji Hao’s body. In the next moment, all of the three poisonous hooks had been smashed into meat paste against Ji Hao’s armour; blood and venoms splashed everywhere.
Those old Maguspriests inside the valley fell on the ground in despair; they let out long wails and cries which were filled with hopelessness. The banner in front of the village then was shattered into a cloud of black smoke by an invisible power, and dissipated quickly in the air along with the wind.
A quarter of an hour later, all of the remaining Gu Clan’s people walked out of the village one after another. Walking in front of the line were a few old Maguspriests. They were holding the sculptures of five highly poisonous creatures, which were carved out of jade, then carefully put these totems of their clan near Ji Hao’s feet, while trembling. All of their eyes were filled with fear.
One of the allied clan which had attacked Ji Hao’s troop, the Gu Clan, had collapsed at that moment.
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Two days ago, in front of the entrance of the Ghost Clan’s village.
Two hundred of elite warriors, who had been left to guard the village, were shouting and yelling. The shortest one among these warriors was tens of feet tall. They were all madly weaving heavy axes and swords, held in their hands, towards Ji Hao.
The cyan light of the armour worn by Ji Hao appeared again and was rotating around Ji Hao’s body. Ji Hao stayed still, no matter how hard those Ghost Clan’s warriors tried, they couldn’t harm Ji Hao even a little bit. On the contrary, Ji Hao pulled out a machete that he had seized from Black Water Jiao’s hands, and slightly waved it across the air, chopping the heads of tens of warriors, who were standing near him, off.
A light, low growl could be heard. Suddenly, a loud howl came from out the crowd of warriors. A thirty feet tall, sturdy warrior had been violently grabbed by Stone on the neck and brought up into the air while coughing blood up.
This was the only Senior Magus left in the Ghost Clan, and also was the last bit of courage that had been left in these Ghost Clan’s warriors' hearts.
Stone and the three of his friends got into the village from under the ground, and badly injured the last Senior Magus of the Ghost Clan. This time the Ghost Clan had been crashed thoroughly.
Large groups of Ghost Clan’s people walked out of the village, kneeled down in front of Ji Hao in fear, and were tied up by the Fire Crow Clan’s warriors with beast tendons ropes, that had been injected with a secret magic spell.