629 The Dark Castle (2/2)

KOM!

Lie Jintian took the brunt of the blow, and his body was sent flying. When he thudded back to the ground, his body disappeared after an explosion. The Einherjar was nowhere to be seen, but his battle cry could be heard everywhere; there was a pain in that battle cry. Lie Jintian swallowed down the pain and hurled a glowing energy ball at his enemy. Packed inside the ball was pure GN force freshly drawn out of his system.

Moye watched the glowing ball and smiled contemptuously. He snarled in a deep beastly voice as a gush of energy spilled forth from his mouth at the glowing ball. With that, the energy ball dimmed and then disappeared into thin air.

Before Moye's howling had receded, he turned around and attacked the Einherjar with his tail.

KOM!

The whiplash of the tail caught Lie Jintian off guard and slammed him down. The dark lord quickly slithered his writhing tail onto the Einherjar's body in a constraining hold. Moye lifted the other up at the tip of his tail and slammed him hard on the ground again.

Lie Jintian would not just sit around and be played with by the dark lord like a doll. He gritted his teeth as flame sprouted out of his body. As he amassed energy inside him, his body temperature could melt steel. Yet, the dark lord's hold was unwavering. The sharp tip of the tail found Lie Jintian's chest and burrowed deep into it. Blood welled from the deep wound, spilling out onto the ground.

”Hehe…I told you to be patient, didn't I?” Moye smirked.

By then, energy had stopped flowing inside the Einherjar, and the tactics of the Blaze had halted. Moye knew exactly where and when to strike in order to cripple the deadly tactics.

Dark Lord's tail pulled out of Li Jintian's chest, but quickly found another target. It slithered down to Lie Jintian's thigh and wrapped itself around his leg, pulling the Einherjar's knee of its socket with a loud and gut-churning pop.

Lie Jintian's guards rushed to save their commander, but they all ended up as food for the purple guards.

Moye's tail found more targets as it threatened to tear the Einherjar's flesh apart piece by piece. Moye's lips curved into a satisfying grin. ”What is pain, human? It's a delightful art beyond your comprehension.”

Lie Jintian had scarcely let out even a wince. He gritted his teeth until his gums started to bleed, biding his time for his last strike: Self-Immolation!

Moye had seen through Lie Jian's plan, so he thrust the tail right through Lie Jintian's sea of consciousness, ending his ability to fight once and for all.

Moye was amused as he saw the hope on Lie Jian's face ebb away, a hope that he had given him just so that he could see it being crushed.

”One day, humans will kill you all!” Lie Jian managed a few words out of his mouth. He knew this day would come; he took comfort in the thought that his son would avenge him one day.

”Is that so? Then, maybe I should let you live. ” Moye was amused. A hint of hope flashed across Lie Jintian's face, which was caught by Moye immediately.

Moye's lips thinned into a sneer, ”What was I thinking? How could I pass up such a delicious meal like you?”

All around him, the purple guards were already feasting on the bodies of the humans.

The sudden raid had uprooted the headquarters of the Martian front, leaving no survivors. The sudden tragedy struck human resistance hard; without a leader, the defense started to falter, and the offense was halted completely. Gripped by fear and sorrow, the public was at a loss. The top priority for the human resistance force right then was to elect another commander.

Lie Jian should have inherited the commanding rights from his late father, but he was stranded in the Zerg territory. Therefore, the responsibility might have to rest on the shoulders of another man.

Moye had swooped down on the human world when its guard was lowered, and attacked where it hurt the most. Moye knew the human mind very well, a strength that he wished his dark one subordinates could learn from him.

When the faction leaders were debating who should be the next leader, surprising news came to them. Zambrotta and his men had joined the War God's knight order and become its first dragoon regiment.