638 Beaten Up (2/2)
KOM!
In the next moment, Wang Tong attacked. He didn't use the GN force or soul energy, but when Moye felt the power, a rush of overwhelming foreboding came over him. Moye's face paled; the power brought out memory that he had tried hard to forget.
Wang Tong moved at lightning speed, and before Moye gathered himself, the former's fists had already started to rain on the Dark Lord like a sudden downpour. Moye managed to block the first three punches, and then he lost control of his body completely.
Harmon could only stare ahead. Stunned by what he saw, he started to wonder if Wang Tong was really punching Moye, or was that just one of the dark lord's doubles?
Moye swallowed the pain and gathered his last strength as he attacked the other with his tail. Wang Tong saw the attack coming, but he didn't dodge.
KOM!
Wang Tong snatched Moye's tail and flew up to the sky with Moye dangling on his tail. Next, he dove down to the ground as fast as he had flown up. Grabbing the dark one's tail, he slammed Moye hard onto the ground.
KOM!
The ground cracked open at the impact. Wang Tong didn't let go of the tail as he continued to slam Moye left and right as if the dark lord was a ragdoll.
The human audiences boiled over at this dramatic development. They cheered at the top of their lungs, shouting Wang Tong's name in a frenzy. The thuds and thumps of Moye's body on the ground sounded like a symphony of rejoice and sweet revenge. At the behest of the music, old memories flowed back into Martians' minds, of their loved ones and their home. As they welcomed those memories with tears, remorse and anger robbed their voices from the throats.
They were born and grew up under the daylight but were forced to live under the shadows for the last five years. At last, they had finally found their savior. Wang Tong would make Moye pay the ultimate price for the crimes he had committed. But before that, a public humiliation was in store for the dark lord.
Moye eventually gathered himself from the humiliating display; he seized an opportunity and freed his tail out of Wang Tong's hold with a sudden spin.
As soon as Moye was free, he turned around and opened his wide mouth to bite onto Wang Tong. However, the other didn't give him a chance even to get close to him as he punched at Moye's ugly face and pushed him away.
KOM!
Moye let out a painful howl as his tusks were shattered by the punch. Wang Tong then spun around and jumped onto the back of the hulking frame while punching. Moye suddenly collapsed to the ground, spreading on all fours. Yet, Wang Tong didn't stop as he kept on raining his punishment onto the dark lord while pressing the latter's head into the ground. Everyone was shocked by the lack of technical finesse, as they had been expecting the two combatants to use high skill level abilities.
Lie Jian spat and cursed, ”Freak!”
Knowing Lie Jian was referring to Wang Tong, Michaux shook his head and smiled wryly. He knew that every dark one in the dark palace was under Wang Tong's wicked spell. Without freeing himself from the effect of Wang Tong's spell, Moye would never be able to win the fight.
By then, Moye's hulking body was battered by Wang Tong's unforgiving punishment. He looked nothing like an almighty Zerg Lord, but a large glob of Zerg meat slumped half in death.
Suddenly, Wang Tong jumped up, away from Moye. Although the latter had sustained severe injuries, he registered that his power didn't recede, and the dark lord was gathering strength as if he were going to retaliate at any moment.
At the slightest whiff of danger, Wang Tong pulled back immediately. In less than half a heartbeat, Moye shot out a thousand bloodstained pins from his skin. Something writhed under Moye skin as if underneath it were crawling worms. The skin around the open wounds twitched and turned inside out. The sight was gut-churning even for the most battle-hardened warriors.
A thousand pins flew back and wrapped around the dark lord's body until Moye was cocooned in an egg-shaped meat sack. The cocoon started to spin and was gaining speed by the second.
Wang Tong hovered above the cocoon and watched it spinning. The cocoon had formed a force field around it so that not even he could get near.
Wang Tong probed the egg-shaped sack with an energy ball, but the energy was quickly swallowed by the force field. These egg shape sack reminded Wang Tong of the egg that Deep Blue was hatched from. Whatever strike landed on the egg's surface, its energy would be absorbed completely.
The remaining purple guards threw themselves at the cocoon as the latter sucked their life force dry, reducing them to mere husks; it was a frightening scene.
It wasn't long before the human warriors started to feel the pull as the force field and the egg grew in size.
”Everybody! Pull back!” Wang Tong shouted at his team as the human soldiers pulled back to safety.
”Am I really seeing this? Moye is going to evolve! ” Tan Bu cursed.
”Don't worry! Boss will handle it. ” Duo Lun said confidently.
Harmon watched the development on the screen with a newfound interest. He had made himself a cup of coffee and typed a few words to the computer. ”Note to self: the Zerg's ability is amazing. Divine Lord used to say that Moye is in his second form, and no one had ever seen his third and the ultimate form yet. I wager I will be the first immortal to witness this.”
Harmon picked up the steaming cup of coffee and sniffed it, then took a sip and smiled satisfiedly. Watching this battle had brought him much more joy than he had expected.
Harmon was an immortal, and therefore, he could practically live forever. Having tasted immortality, any material enjoyment seemed bland. The real thrill of life then came only physiologically. The thought of obtaining new knowledge as well as the thought that there was still so much to learn both brought Harmon enjoyment.
The Zergs had remained an enigma to Harmon. They had subjugated countless civilizations, and therefore, they had many opportunities to become the perfect beings in the universe. Yet, the Zergs seemed to have completely ignored that and were content with their hideous and primitive forms. Perhaps their impeccable ability to conquer new worlds as a group had made them forget about the power of an individual? This mindset didn't change until they had met the humans.
But, despite the setback in the Zergs' plan of conquering the universe, they really should be feeling grateful for encountering the Blade Warrior. Without him, neither the immortals nor the dark ones would have been born.
Harmon had always been fascinated by the Blade Warrior, which didn't fade even after he became an immortal. However, as he took on the problem from a new perspective, he had started to realize just how powerful the Blade Warrior really was.
There could only be one conclusion: the Blade Warrior was not an ordinary man in mortal coil.
Harmon didn't fully understand the results, and neither did he find it convincing despite the finality of it. To finally put the query to rest, Harmon needed to search inside Wang Tong.
By then, the spinning cocoon had lost all of its colors, and the earth underneath was also robbed of life and nutrients as it cracked like a turtle's shell.
The cocoon finally slowed down, and the shell shattered into pieces. From within, a brand new Dark Lord emerged, and he looked like a...human; a very handsome one at that. His tenacious body was fully naked, and his hard face had a pained smile that looked like it was chiseled into the smoothest stones.
Moye stretched his arm and yawned. His purple hair tumbled down all the way to his heels. He had held back the final transformation for a long while, bidding his time to capture Wang Tong so he could tap into the latter's power.
Rays of purple lights shot out of the Dark Lord's body as an armor appeared on his body piece by piece. The METAL suit was exquisitely designed and with elegant decorations. The helmet and the chest piece each had an energy crystal set in it. Moye stretched again, and this time, he spread out his wings. And what a magnificent pair of wings those were! They were no longer the batwings, but a pair of half translucent purple flower petals. The title of Dark Lord was no longer a befitting name; instead, he should be called the purple fairy instead.
Despite the change in the appearances, Moye didn't change a wee bit inside.
He raised his body into the air without using his wings. He looked no different from a human, except for the wings.
”My final stage combined strength and beauty, making me the perfect being in the universe. Patroclus is only the perfect human, and all humans have flaws. But, I am not a human…I am the real paragon of perfection.”
Moye said in an airy tone, his voice no longer hoarse.
Wang Tong was unfazed by Moye's impressive display as he shrugged. ”You look like a girl. Come on, don't act like one too! Hurry up and let's get it over with!”
”You are courting death!” Moye shouted as a purple blade appeared in his hand. With a swift flapping of his wings, Moye flew to Wang Tong at lightning speed, tracing a smear of purple across the battlefield.
After the final transformation, Moye's soul energy remained unchanged; however, his skills had improved by leaps and bounds.
The dark lord attacked and a purple blade aura lanced into the sky, threatening to pierce the clouds. Three of his blows landed on the ground near the human warriors. Tan Bu jumped out of harm's way as the strike left three huge craters on the ground.