Chapter 431: Battling Xuechi


 

Zhang Lie retorted, “And what of you? Are you an idiot or a reckless fool to find me of your own accord?”

The sura king's eyes were so cold as to be frosty.
“Haha, it's been quite a while since I've met a human as bold as you.
All those who have dared to talk to me in that manner have had all the blood squeezed dry from their bodies.”

Zhang Lie didn't seem particularly impressed.

Xuechi licked his lips and revealed two sharp canines.
“I'll drain you of your blood bit by bit.
Before you're completely drained, I'll keep you alive so you can feel your body slowly turn cold, as your blood fails and your vision turns spotty… I'm excited just thinking about it!”

Zhang Lie replied, “The sura king I killed told me the same thing before his rectum exploded.

You like bloodletting, don't you? I'll make sure to satisfy your desires.”


“Not only will I kill you, I'll even drain the blood from everyone in this city.” Xuechi yelled out, “Attack this fool!”

The bloodwinged dragons rushed forward, and the sura riders raised the spears and polearms they held in their hands.

Flames streaked across the air and struck a bloodwinged dragon, engulfing the dragon and its rider together.

The rider howled amidst the flames; a second and third arrow flew up from below, manifesting in the form of twin firebirds and swallowing up two more riders.
In the end, dozens of bloodwinged dragon riders fell from the sky.

In a watchtower, a young woman stood with a scarlet greatbow in her hands: Sun Mengmeng.
She shouted, “Zhang Lie, we've brought reinforcements!”

Xuechi narrowed his eyes.
“It looks like there are quite a few humans courting death.”

Boulders flew up from the ground and brushed by Zhang Lie as they struck the bloodwinged dragon riders before him.
Behind the walls of the city, the rock giants summoned massive boulders from the ground and hurled them upward at the riders, each with the force of a cannonball.

Xuechi's face turned green.
“All your subjects want to die, it seems.
Riders—slaughter everyone in the city!”


A golden beam of light flashed by, and a rider was thrown off his dragon.
A squirming sura caught between his claws, Yu Huantian called out, “With us crag eagles around, let's see who dares attack Renhuang!”

Yu Huantian dropped the rider, who screamed loudly as he fell from the skies.
The bloodwinged dragon tried to dive down to catch him, but several of the crag eagles behind Yu Huantian rushed forward to stall it.

Yu Huantian sneered at the sura.
“The crag eagles rule the skies above Renhuang.”

He shot forward at another rider.

The citizens of Renhuang were all enraged—they were having a good time before the sudden invasion.
Xuechi's arrival and proclamation had successfully provoked everyone within.

“[Fivefold Lunarflame Shot]!”

Sun Mengmeng shot out five arrows at once.
Each burst into a fireball upon impact, swallowing up one rider after another.
“Don't worry, Zhang Lie! We'll take care of the others—you just focus on their leader!”


Zhang Lie nodded.
Everyone in Renhuang possessed some ability to fight, and they wouldn't drag him down.

Xuechi stiffened for a moment before laughing out loud.
“Amazing, amazing! You'll be top-tier human captives, I'm sure of it! I can't wait to cut open your chest and see whether the blood that circulates through your bodies is red or black!”

His eyes sharpened.
“Do you really think that you'll be able to live just by killing my riders? Don't forget, I'm here too!”

“And you shouldn't forget that I'm your opponent,” Zhang Lie cut in.

“You, a human, think you can stall me alone? I don't intend to waste much time with you.
After all, I still have a hot human-blood bath to get back to in my palace.”

He pointed a lance straight at Zhang Lie as the bloodwinged dragon charged forward.
The lance that Xuechi used was a whopping eight meters long, so long that it made the lances of medieval knights back on Earth look like children's toys.

Zhang Lie flapped his wings and deftly avoided the sura king's charge.
As his body flashed by the king's side, the sura king leapt up from his mount.


“[Fists of the Silent Sea: Quake]!” Zhang Lie's punch struck the sura king's lance directly, but he was the one sent flying instead.

The sura king landed back on his steed and twisted his waist as he threw his lance at Zhang Lie.
The lance gleamed like a blood-colored shooting star, sparks forming a trail of flames behind it.
Its glow turned the entire night sky a garish blood-red, as though the apocalypse was nigh.

“[Rune: Resonate]!” The image of a dragonturtle appeared before Zhang Lie, forming a black array that forced the lance back.

The four tablets began to reverberate, sealing the strength and potency of the spear.
The night sky reverted to its usual black.

“Interesting, interesting! No human has ever survived that blow before!”

Xuechi, riding his bloodwinged dragon, rushed forward and pulled out another lance.
In order to avoid having to reclaim his lance each time, he had equipped his saddle with five additional lances that he could throw out at will.

It was a difficult attack to block head-on, but Zhang Lie certainly didn't have to block all the lances head-on.
The reason he had done so before this was because they were above Renhuang, but by now, they were both far away from the city.
Zhang Lie could thus easily dodge the attack.

The bloodwinged dragon flapped its wings and brought Xuechi closer and closer to Zhang Lie, circling around the domain created by Zhang Lie's four tablets.
However, Xuechi didn't notice the smirk dancing by Zhang Lie's lips.

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