449 I Have Wrongly Blamed the Donkey (1/2)
The words 'Dark Servant' instantly intensified the killing intent in the Black Robe's eyes. If not for his fear of Wang Baole's status and the restraint from the Dark Fire, he would have attacked immediately, suppressing Wang Baole and making him the Dark Servant!
In reality, after he had come to know of Wang Baole's status, he was still intent on killing Wang Baole. He was filled with regret and indignation for the puppet's failure and was even thinking about how to launch the second attack.
However, even before he thought of a plan, Wang Baole arrived by himself.
”You called him here!” Black Robe narrowed his eyes, lowering his head to look at the depression beneath his feet, rage apparent in his eyes. He didn't say it out loud and was merely conveying his thoughts.
What replied to him from deep within the depression was a heavy black smoke and a calling for Wang Baole that was so strong that it far exceeded that of previous callings. The voice that reverberated in Wang Baole's mind was as clear as always!
”Dark Child… Come… Come… Come…”
”Kill him!” Black Robe's breathing was rapid. He raised his illusory right hand and flailed, and the calling instantly vanished. He growled with a deep voice, as if sending a command. The moment the growl was produced, the ferocious beasts on the public square were immediately filled with rage as they snarled and charged towards Wang Baole.
Wang Baole was taken aback. As he turned, he avoided seven roaring ferocious beasts that collided with each other. However, the injuries inflicted by the leaf previously were still severe despite his astounding recovery speed. The movement made caused intense pain in his internal organs, and blood spewed out of his mouth. However, he was still very fast, and after moving away and activating his hand seals, Heavenly Thunders erupted, sweeping towards the seven ferocious beasts.
However, there were just too many ferocious beasts, with many of them on the Foundation Establishment realm and even the Core Formation realm. Wang Baole could even feel that there was a strong aura emanating a distance away. It was as if the force, initially in hibernation, was now gradually waking up.
Little Missy, why are you still sleeping now? Wang Baole was anxious, thinking about how rotten his luck was to be pursued by the three extraterrestrial cultivators. Now that he had escaped here, he still met with a life-and-death crisis.
Thankfully, he understood that Black Robe didn't dare attack him. Despite that, the ferocious beasts here could easily swallow Wang Baole whole. What made it worse was that he was also injured.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please clickfor visiting.
That made Wang Baole more anxious, especially as he didn't know his bearings. If he managed to break free, it would be difficult for him to leave the third level of this underground world. Furthermore, if he successfully left the third level and returned to the second level, the three extraterrestrial cultivators would be there.
He was stuck in limbo. There was simply no good way out of this situation…
That's not right! There's an exit underground! Wang Baole held his breath, and a look of ruthlessness was apparent in his eyes. He knew that he needed to give it his all. If not, this place would become his burial ground. Right now, the only way he could go was towards the depression a thousand feet away!
He trusted his intuition. His intuition was telling him that the calling from the depression wasn't hostile towards him. The calling had guided him here, and since there was no other way out now, the only choice would be to go along until the end!
With that thought, Wang Baole roared loudly. He took out his Dharmic Armament megaphone and screamed into it while directing it in all directions. With the roar being boosted by the Dharmic Armament, a hurricane erupted. The sound waves exploded in pulses, and instantly, the tens of ferocious beasts that were charging towards him were decimated, forming pools of flesh and blood.
As a result of activating his cultivation, Wang Baole's injuries became even more severe, and fresh blood was spewing out of his mouth. He didn't have the time to care too much about other things. Immediately, he activated his hand seals and raised his hands. Numerous mosquitoes emerged, charging towards the surrounding ferocious beasts.
Leveraging on this, Wang Baole picked up speed again. He roared angrily, looking at the depression before him as he charged towards it. Noticing that Wang Baole's goal was indeed the depression, the Black Robe wanted to block him, but he didn't dare to go near. He activated his hand seals, instantly causing the surrounding ferocious beasts to go even crazier. They charged towards Wang Baole with no regard for danger, as if they were being controlled.
As loud booms erupted continuously, Wang Baole had already made use of the Dark Art five times in this short period. His body was failing, and his vision was growing blurry, but he still didn't activate the Dark Fire!
He had a strong gut feeling that the Dark Fire wasn't unlimited. Using it could perhaps have some suppressive effect, but if it was exhausted by these ferocious beasts, it might just be what Black Robe desired.
In reality, that was the truth. Black Robe was indeed waiting for Wang Baole to use the Dark Fire, which would be exhausted by the ferocious beasts' death. Only when the Dark Fire was exhausted through continual usage would he dare to attack. However, right now, seeing that Wang Baole didn't use it at all, he was shocked. He was also helpless. He didn't dare to go near, but under his command, there were now even more ferocious roars and auras charging towards him.