639 Dark Lords Head (2/2)

Samantha reckoned that if Wang Tong charged straight into the dark castle and done away with the dark lord as soon as he landed on the Mars, he would have changed only a fraction of what he had so far. If he had done that, the factions on Mars would still be fragmented while the big players bickered and squabbled about trivial matters. It would only be a matter of time before Patroclus weighed in and crushed the splintered Martian front in one fell swoop.

Moye starred at Wang Tong fearfully. His mind refused to acknowledge what he had seen. Wang Tong had broken the law of physics, that was impossible. It had to be some kind of a trick!

Moye gathered strength and suddenly was covered with blue flames. Lie Jian's face hardened at sight; he registered that Moye was going to combine the House Lie's Tactics of Blaze with House Li's Tactics of Vayu.

Although such a feat was impossible for a human, it was as easy as breathing for Moye.

As Moye gathered more energy, his belly and chest were filled to the brim with dancing blue flames. The fullness in his body bent him backward slightly, stretching his muscles and sinews as if stringing a bow.

Across the roiling energy, Wang Tong's face seemed relaxed. Harmon was taken aback by the former's expression. He knew Wang Tong had tricks up his sleeves, but without being there close up, he wouldn't be able to discern the nature of Wang Tong's counter. ”The devil is in the details.” Harmon lamented.

Blue Vayu Fire Wind!

In an instant, the earth around Wang Tong cracked open due to the bombardment of blade auras. The attacks bent and warped the fabric of space and made the air look almost like liquid. The ground trembled violently as the dark palace started to crumble.

Wang Tong didn't move a hair, but the attacks simply went through his body as if they held no physical substances.

”You are a great copycat, but that is not enough to end the human world.” Wang Tong announced, still standing where he was while completely unharmed. Moye shot him a fearful glance as he tried to wrap his mind around what had happened. In his simple mind, speed and strength were the only things that mattered to a warrior's power. Plus, he had gone above and beyond to refine his skills, combining powerful techniques creatively. Was that still not enough? If so, what did he miss?

Moye watched as Wang Tong raised his lance. Confusion and fear had taken hold of him, rendering him motionless. Wang Tong pointed the lance at Moye's neck, making him feel a chill down his spine as he turned into a bundle of nerves.

Suddenly, Moye flapped his wings, and just as everyone thought he was going to attack first, the dark lord turned on his heels and flew in the other direction.

The audiences were shocked: Moye was escaping!

Anyway, Wang Tong didn't give Moye a chance as he hurled the lance at the nape of Moye's neck. The attack hit home, and Moye tumbled to the ground, still alive. He struggled to keep balance while the lance was lodged in his neck, and then tried to flap his win again, in vain. Wang Tong had gripped his wings with an iron grip. While Wang Tong held Moye's wings in one hand, he picked up the lance with the other as he lifted the latter's body off the ground and held it.

It was the cue for Lie Jian to avenge his father.

Lie Jian shouted a battle cry as blue flames covered his body and charged out. Fists of fire rained on Moye's pretty face. Compared to Moye's crime; this punishment seemed almost benign.

Harmon watched with astonishment. He had planned the start of this fight, but didn't expect it to end like this. He had doubts regarding Wang Tong's power, but Patroclus' conviction had persuaded him in the end. However, even if he were aware that Wang Tong's incredible abilities, he could have never seen him defeat Moye so easily even in his wildest imagination. In addition, he was also impressed by his ability of gaining Lie Jian's support by offering him the chance to avenge his father.

Lie Jian would owe Wang Tong a big one by being given the opportunity to redeem his family's reputation. It wasn't just Lie Jian he was helping, but also the Martian public. Wang Tong needed all of their support to lead the Martian troops to liberate the Earth and the moon. He was clearly killing two birds with one stone.

Harmon hesitated for a second and then started his spaceship. The battle is wrapping up, and he needed to bug out while he still could.

Meanwhile, the entire red planet was awash with elation and blissful joy. Women wept tears of joy while men shouted and hoorayed for the end of the dark age.

Moye's perfect body was already in tatters by then. The fire had melted his elegant METAL while his porcelain skin was charred to the color of coal. His neck was broken and his head lolled to one side. Lie Jian grabbed onto Moye's hair, and with a forceful yank, he pulled the head off of Moye's shoulder.

By then, the human warriors were surrounded by dark ones and Zergs coming from all over the area, but the scene had terrified them despite their overwhelming numbers. They saw a bloody human head on a pike, and then realized that it was Moye.

Stunned by the sudden turn of events, the dark ones simply stood around, not knowing what to do. After a while, a few smart ones started running away, and then the entire army followed them.

Zambrotta announced Moye's death right away to encourage his soldiers. The darkest time had passed, and now, it was the time the clean up this planet of the Zergs. The news had convinced the human soldiers that they would be unstoppable from then on.

The Zerg army didn't dare to look at Moye's head, much less get near it. Little did they know that they had lost the best opportunity to kill the human elites.

Inside the dark city, soldiers collapsed to the ground out of exhaustion. Even Wang Tong had started to feel fatigue. They would have never been able to defend against the Zergs if the latter had decided to attack them. Wang Tong had thought of that, and therefore, he had set Moye's head on a spike for all the Zergs to see. He knew the terrifying sight would scare away the dark ones.

Everyone cheered the heroes' names. This was an epic victory, and this day would be remembered and cherished for generations to come.

Wang Tong, Lie Jian, Michaux, Guan Dongyang, Xiao Yuyu, Vorenus, Yin Tianzong, and many other warriors were the pride of the human race.