YM778.TV Chapter 1011: Enough
Chapter 1011: Enough
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The commanders from both parties verbally abusing each other before a battle seemed to have become a ritual. Even though their words seemed empty, the action itself did bear some value. At the very least, it could boost morale.
That being said, at the end of the day, such verbal abuses had little meaning. For a fight of this kind, when the commanders lost, high morale could yield nothing. If Lu Li could overwhelm Han the Iron, the Master of the Barbarian Race, then Lu Li alone could finish the five million Barbarian Race warriors.
Having said his piece, Lu Li did not waste another breath. Han the Iron was not in the habit of wasting time, either. Pointing to the east, Han the Iron said, “Lu Li, do you have the guts to fight me over there, just the two of us?”
“Just us?”
Shrugging, Lu Li said with a smile, “I’m happy to!”
Lu Li’s side might only have half a million warriors. However, Patriarch of Law Enforcement and Master of Fairy Fox were both at the Semi-God Realm. What was more, Master of Haechi was here.
If Lu Li could stall Han the Iron for a couple of hours, Patriarch of Law Enforcement would definitely make the best of this time. By the time Han the Iron came back, the five million warriors might have all gone.
Of course, when Lu Li could think of this plan, Han the Iron must be able to as well. Therefore, Han the Iron must be up to something to be inviting Lu Li to a fight alone. ( Boxno vel. co m )
With the Wicked Bead, Lu Li was in no fear of any plot. Not even an avatar of the God of Barbarian could break down the Wicked Bead.
“Ha, ha, ha, you are an impressive human leader. Let’s go!”
Han the Iron laughed as he shot out toward the wilderness. Lu Li gave Patriarch of Law Enforcement a wink before he flew up and went after Han the Iron.
“Move!”
When both Lu Li and Han the Iron vanished into the horizon, Patriarch of Law Enforcement waved his hand and ordered the attack. He himself took the lead and dashed on. Master of Fairy Fox put on a gentle smile and followed him. Behind her was Master of Haechi and the other patriarchs.
“Charge!”
A patriarch of the Demon-slaying Hall yelled. He was holding a large ax in his hand, and the thirst for blood was brimming in his eyes. The human side only had half a million warriors, but they were confident that they could slaughter half of their opponents in two hours.
“Move!”
A powerful warrior of the Barbarian Race bellowed. Millions of them fanned out and swarmed over.
The human side’s formation resembled the shape of an arrow while that of the Barbarian Race was more like a crescent moon. Both sides met soon. Patriarch of Law Enforcement and the others tear apart their enemy’s formation soon and the human warriors advanced forcefully.
When the two sides collided into each other, a battle of strength and blood commenced. Not long afterward, the mountain became covered with dead bodies, and rivers would converge into streams.
...
“Han the Iron, are we there yet?”
Lu Li had been hurrying with Han the Iron for hundreds of miles but the latter showed no intention of stopping. As Lu Li posed his question, he frowned. Patriarch of Law Enforcement should be able to handle his side but on the off chance that something went wrong, Lu Li would not be able to offer assistance over such a long distance.
“Ha, ha, ha!”
Han the Iron answered with a laugh of ridicule, “What? Are you scared? I thought you were better than that. Are you afraid that I may have prepared something for you? Didn’t you kill the Asmodian Lord? If you are frightened, then go back!”
With that said, Han the Iron was circled with a glow as he sped up, dashing into the distance. Lu Li’s eyebrows were knitted together. Han the Iron was acting out of character. He must be planning some plot. He even tried to provoke Lu Li.
Lu Li was not a fool. He thought for a bit and then took out the Wicked Bead and went in. He controlled the Wicked Bead to fly away quickly.
The Wicked Bead was faster than the average Semi-God Realm warriors. Even though Lu Li was miles away from Han the Iron, he managed to catch up in the time for a dozen breaths.
“Crash!”
Lu Li did not overthink and smashed the Wicked Bead into Han the Iron. Reputation and moral principle were not things to be worried about when fighting a competitive rival. To do otherwise would be idiotic.
“Buzzing!”
Han the Iron was glowing yellow and a light yellowish hallo appeared over him. The Wicked Bead smashed into him, only it was as if the Wicked Bead had bumped into a wall. A muffled sound came out. Han the Iron was knocked away nonetheless. At the moment of the impact, Lu Li released Feather Wind as he tried to seize Han the Iron’s soul.
Unfortunately...
After being knocked away, Han the Iron crawled up. He turned around and flew toward the northwest. Looking back, he bellowed, “Lu Li, you are a human leader. How dare you use dirty tricks? I despise you.”
“Hmm!”
Lu Li ignored Han the Iron’s words. He flew the Wicked Bead forward. Only this time, he did not aim to smash at Han the Iron. Relying on the Wicked Bead would not kill Han the Iron, and the Feather Wind turned out to be ineffective. To repeat the same action would be a waste of time.
He flew past Han the Iron to get ahead. Lu Li used psychic power to check the surroundings to make sure everything was fine before he came out.
“Feather Wind castle!”
Lu Li yelled. The Bead of Life came out. Then a cyan castle with a radius of thirty miles emerged in the sky and enveloped Han the Iron who was two miles away.
“What the hell is that?”
During the fight at the Demon-slaying Hall, Han the Iron was absent. He had never had the chance to see the strange Feather Wind castle. Being trapped all of a sudden freaked him out.
“Phew, phew~”
Dragons of Feather Wind dashed toward Han the Iron who still did not sustain a heavy injury. There was only a slight hint of pain in his eyes. Either his soul had been strengthened, or he had an item protecting his soul.
“Wind Wisp!”
Since soul attack was not the way to go, Lu Li changed the Feather Wind into intangible ropes to bond Han the Iron up in case he ran away. Lu Li’s intention in agreeing to fight Han the Iron alone was to kill the latter. When the latter was dead, the Barbarian Land of the North would be conquered.
“Eh? Something about the wind...”
Abruptly, Han the Iron detected a decrease in his speed as if he had sunk into the mud. He was becoming nervous. The ring on his hand glowed as he took out two huge hammers, and he smashed them around.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
Several walls collapsed but there were too many rooms in the Feather Wind castle. Han the Iron might be trapped and lose his life here if he could only break down some walls.
“Feather Wind weapons!”
Lu Li used thousands of them to stab at Han the Iron. The former wanted to find out if the latter’s defense was really as strong as told by Patriarch of Law Enforcement.
As it turned out!
Han the Iron was tough! Of the thousand Feather Wind weapons, no one could pierce into his body. The yellowish halo around his body was like an armor—indestructible.
“Ah, ah, ah~”
Han the Iron shouted in fury. His horns glared, unpleasant to the eyes. Thunderbolts came out from his horns, forming several dragons of thunderbolts that dashed to all directions.
The dragons of thunderbolts were powerful. Given that thunderbolts had the ability to destroy, the Feather Wind castle collapsed because of the strike of the thunderbolts.
Two dragons of thunderbolts were moving toward Lu Li who was confident that he could stand it. But, to be shocked was not an amazing feeling. So, he took out the Wicked Bead and went in.
“Hmm!”
Han the Iron did not waste time. He fled to another direction at the top of his speed. It appeared that he was trying to lure Lu Li to some mysterious place, to a place with a trap.
“Enough is enough!”
Lu Li sneered and chased after Han the Iron in the Wicked Bead. Lu Li was ready to let Dragon Demon out.
He believed given the strength and powers of the Dragon Demon, it might not kill Han the Iron right away, but it could torture him to death slowly.