bookrandom Chapter 244 Blood and Hatred
Chapter 244 Blood and Hatred
Amidst the smoke and flying debris on the battlefield, he failed to notice the transparent threads attached to the backs of the two crossbow bolts that had gone astray.
"Run!" Xuanjing shouted.
His masterpiece was complete. Countless explosive talismans were stacked together. Xuan Jing used an ingenious layering method, letting the more distant talismans explode first. When the shockwave spread to the nearby talismans, the nearby ones exploded again. The shockwaves overlapped layer by layer, locking the greatest impact power in the area three inches in front.
Its ingenious design made the mermaid's first thought upon seeing it: "Is this the legendary tower? Why is it flying towards me?"
The violent explosion instantly blasted Zhong Ming and Yue Kaishan away. Because the shockwaves were all superimposed in front due to the ingenious design, the shockwaves behind were experienced in segments. Even so, Yue Kaishan still let out a painful groan.
Zhong Ming... cried out in a spineless voice, interspersed with a few "golden words" of cursing the Xuanjing family genealogy.
Everyone fell heavily to the ground, waves of strong wind whistling across their faces, making even breathing a luxury.
After all the explosions had stopped, Zhong Ming struggled to get up and saw the other person standing there blankly.
"Click."
"Click, click, click~~"
Countless shattering sounds rang out, as if what was falling from the sky at this moment was not a downpour, but pieces of porcelain falling to the ground and breaking into pieces.
Those once-proud, sturdy scales now seemed like unwanted fragments. He raised his hand in disbelief, trembling as he touched his chest. Grain by grain fell onto his hand, slipping through his fingers.
"I...I want you all dead!"
He roared out the words in the Yunzhou dialect with perfect clarity, his chest filled with rage. The violent heaving of his chest accelerated the shedding of the scales on his chest, further intensifying his anger.
His response was... everyone was running away.
Run! What's the point of fighting if you've run out of spiritual energy? Yue Kaishan, the only one who can be considered a physical cultivator, has his mechanical arm ruined now. What's the point of fighting?
Without hesitation, the group leaped down from the city wall.
They encountered a rapid deployment force head-on.
.....
The mobile forces aren't stupid. If you merfolk are blocking a section of the city wall, then I'll send a small squad down the wall, circle around from the city to the other side of the wall, and attack you from both sides.
As soon as they looked up, they saw the angry merman who had followed the group and jumped down, and with a swift stroke of his blade, he took their heads.
Hey, this battle achievement came way too easily.
The leader immediately realized that it was these juniors in the Qi Refining stage who did it, and quickly judged that they were a powerful team among the Qi Refining stage. So he shouted, "Go to the city, intercept and kill the merfolk who are rushing in, protect the citizens, quick!"
After shouting, they leaped onto the city wall and began fighting with the enemies on the wall.
Zhong Ming landed in an unseemly position, his mind went blank for a second, then he got up and found himself lying on an empty shed.
This area used to be a storage area for city defense equipment, but now it's all been emptied out. There's nothing under the tattered tarpaulin covering the shed, but the tarpaulin itself is of good quality, and Zhong Ming is swaying on it like he's lying in a hammock.
Lying upside down in a hammock feels a bit awkward.
Xuan Jing yelled for people to come and help him. He was carrying Chen Dahai on his back, and now half of his body was smashed to the ground. He didn't know which bastard had built a pit here, some kind of earthen entrance and exit passage, which wasn't even as thick as his waist!
Zhong Ming gave a quick check of the team members' condition and patted Yue Kaishan on the back.
"How are you? Are your injuries serious?"
"Ahem, sorry guys, I might need to borrow some money to fix my arm."
"Take some pills to regulate your breathing first; time waits for no one."
Zhong Ming glanced at Chen Dahai, and instantly understood, tears of frustration welling up in his eyes.
......
A moment later, the wheelchair started speeding.
Yue Kaishan's massive body and Xuan Jing in full armor pressed heavily on him. Zhong Ming gripped the handle behind him, like a madman pushing a shopping cart full of goods at breakneck speed.
The main road was a complete mess. The main road of Jade City was wide and smooth, but at this time it was covered with obstacles, overturned merchant carts and various goods were scattered all over the ground, and limbs and corpses of merfolk were piled up, making it a veritable hell on earth.
Merfolk dislike fire; fire is something that "mortals" among them can never come into contact with in their entire lives.
The city rarely sees flames shooting into the sky; instead, there are only shouts of battle and patches of silence.
Zhong Ming carefully controlled the wheelchair, then suddenly noticed something and stopped in front of a large house.
It looked like an inn, with corpses lying in front of the door.
A corpse was pinned to a pillar in front of the gate by a broken bone spear. Zhong Ming recognized the person; she was the female cultivator who had helped them repair the city wall not long ago and saved their lives with a large gourd.
The gourd was split in two, the cut surface was flat and smooth, the difference in strength was more than just a little bit.
Zhong Ming cautiously stepped forward, first picking up the gourd, wiping it on his body, and stuffing it into his storage bag. Then he threw out a bunch of miscellaneous items, some of which were quite valuable, such as mermaid weapons and scales.
He gently touched the cold corpse. How he wished he would fail, but that damned success always came at the most inopportune time.
Her body lay quietly in the storage bag; only inanimate objects could be placed in storage bags.
He took a deep breath. The pervasive smell of blood told him that there were no living creatures around. He had to go faster, much faster!
Speed up, speed up!
He violently shoved through the debris in front of him, the sound of impact echoing from Xuan Jing's body. He muttered, "Why do I always have to do the dirty, tiring, and expensive work?" Then he shook his head and continued to act as the ram.
After sprinting for several hundred meters, I finally heard some noise.
This is the mortal city, some distance from the area guarded by numerous cultivators. Perhaps in the eyes of the higher-ups, it is a "slum" situated between the port and the city. However, mortals also want to live.
"You beasts! You beasts!"
As Zhong Ming stepped into a dilapidated courtyard, he heard weak but hateful curses.
Several merfolk sat around a pillar.
A bone spur pierced the man's chest, pinning him firmly to the pillar, but it did not kill him immediately.
The bone knife sliced across his thigh, cutting off a large chunk of flesh. The merman casually sat on the ground, ceremoniously sprinkling on some spices he had just seized, and then ate it in large mouthfuls.
They were talking to each other, perhaps discussing the fresh skeleton at their feet, comparing which one was more tender and which one tasted better.
Perhaps, Zhong Ming doesn't care.
They didn't care about the mother and child swords.
The longsword whistled past.
You think you've won? Do you?
Do you think that the task of high-level merfolk is to breach the inner city walls, and that you lowly minions have nothing to do with the battles of cultivators?
Do you think that when spiritual energy enters the body, one transcends the mundane world and all mortals are merely ants to be eaten?