Chapter 15: The Battle Of Nanjing (2/2)
Unable to contact Nanjing, Lu Yin had Luo Yi and the rest join the rest of Jeraldine’s subordinates at the assembly grounds. The girl didn’t care about the new arrivals or his explanations, but after two days, Luo Yi came over to look for him.
“Brother Lu, how long will we be waiting here?” she asked and stared at Lu Yin. She had heard from two frontline captains that this was a supply point, but she still felt like something was wrong. The people here kept mentioning a Realm of Sky powerhouse; where had that come from?
“Stop questioning so much,” Lu Yin replied, “You’ll know in a few days.”
Luo Yi wanted to continue her questions, but her face suddenly changed as she stared at the skies. Lu Yin similarly looked up as Jeraldine descended with an anxious expression. “Let’s go, Orton’s team has gone to Nanjing.”
Shocked, Lu Yin immediately grabbed her arm and allowed her to fly him towards Nanjing. Left behind, a shocked Luo Yi noticed that the girl was wearing armor identical to the alien who had tried to launch an attack on Nanjing not long ago. Nearby, Xu San walked over with a similarly astonished expression.
Jeraldine flew as fast as she could towards Nanjing, the air screaming as they shot through the skies. Having to carry Lu Yin along, she couldn’t possibly reach her top speed.
“How do you know Orton’s heading for Jilin?” Lu Yin shouted into the wind.
“None of your business. Remember, our goal is to snatch Nanjing away, so act accordingly. Orton definitely hasn’t gone there alone, and his helper won’t be weak. Be careful.”
Lu Yin’s gaze was heavy. If Orton had decided to abandon Jeraldine, it implied that his new selection was much stronger than her. By his estimation, Vesta’s combat level was around 1,500. Orton was close to 2,000, while Jeraldine was a little beyond. Orton’s new helper would likely be far beyond 2,000, and it wasn’t guaranteed that there would only be one. Looking south, he could only hope that Zhou Shan could hold them back until they got there.
Half an hour later, Jeraldine and Lu Yin were quickly nearing Nanjing. Two figures were already floating above the city; one was Orton with a large chunk of his armor shattered, and beside him was a young man with his hands behind his back. The survivors in Nanjing looked up in dismay. Two powerhouses in the Realm of Sky?
A fierce alarm rang in Zhongshan as Zhou Shan rose into the sky, stopping when he was 200 meters away from Orton and asking calmly, “You again?”
Orton sneered, “Isn’t it a pity that you didn’t kill me before?”
Zhou Shan squinted, “Truly unfortunate.”
“Hmph, sadly you’ll never get another chance. Let me introduce you to my senior, Terence.”
Feeling the energy waves coming off Terence’s body, Zhou Shan felt his heart sinking; this person was much stronger.
Terence stared down at the Executioner, “To think there would be someone so powerful among the natives. Follow me, and I can take you to the heavens.”
“There’s no point in reasoning with him, Senior. These natives are too stubborn to agree.”
“Don’t interrupt me when I’m speaking,” Terence snapped at him. Orton immediately went meek, murmuring his agreement before glaring at Zhou Shan with gritted teeth. Resentment filled his eyes.
“It’s impossible for me to follow you. If you want to take Nanjing, defeat me first.” Zhou Shan gripped his giant axe, starting to fly north to avoid a fight over the city, but unfortunately that wasn’t his decision to make. He was barely a kilometer away before Orton sent a sword blast towards Zhongshan, causing a torrent of screams as a corner of the mountain was crushed.
“YOU’RE COURTING DEATH!” the Executioner bellowed, sweeping towards Orton.
A few minutes later, Jeraldine and Lu Yin finally reached Nanjing. The assembly grounds were inundated by a symphony of howls, countless people escaping the ruins of Zhongshan. Many large gashes had split apart the earth, swallowing everything in their vicinity even as the air still buzzed with residual energy. Even the clouds had been blown away.