NABC Chapter 74 Damn it, something's wrong with this human.
Chapter 74 Damn it, something's wrong with this human.
Chapter 74 Damn it, this human is weird (Sixth update)
Just as the assembled kings were in astonishment, the "Flame Sky" suddenly collapsed, transforming into countless fine yet even sharper flame blades that shot out in the opposite direction at an incredible speed!
Puff puff puff puff—!
These fiery blades were incredibly penetrating, easily piercing through the hastily erected defenses of several high-ranking kings and deeply embedding themselves in their divine bodies!
"Oh my god! Damn it!"
"Who said he was only at the high-level of the King rank?! This is the strength only a King at the very limit possesses!!"
Half of the mechanical body of a high-ranking mechanical warrior was shredded by the blades, but then reformed in the next moment.
Lin Qiyue's figure appeared as if by teleportation behind a high-ranking king whose movements were slowed due to injuries to his divine body.
"not good!"
The high-ranking prince sensed the danger and tried to block it.
Clang—!
Sparks flew everywhere!
The longsword cleaved his divine body in two with unparalleled force!
"Ugh—!!"
The agonizing screams abruptly ceased as the terrifying toxins and laws instantly eroded and annihilated the remaining divine body!
"No—! Something's wrong with the Human Moon! Run!!"
Another high-ranking prince was terrified and could no longer care about any precious treasures. He turned around and tried to tear through space to escape.
"Trying to run now? Too late!"
Lin Qiyue snorted coldly, and the Wu-Slaying Wings behind him flashed with lightning, instantly pushing his speed to the limit. He transformed into a silver lightning bolt that pierced through the void!
laugh!laugh!laugh!
The lightning flashed by, like the scythe of death.
The remaining high-ranking kings, whether they were demons, mechanical beings, or special life forms, were powerless against this absolute speed and deadly attack. Their divine bodies were pierced, torn apart, and annihilated one after another!
In just a few breaths, all twelve initial-level kings and three advanced-level kings perished!
Only the two most cautious and strongest players at the peak of the King-level realm remained in the arena!
"Run!!"
"I'm not fighting anymore! I don't want this treasure!!"
The two peak-level kings were terrified, and had no will to fight left.
"Damn it! What's going on? I can't teleport?!"
They were horrified to discover that the surrounding space had already been sealed off!
Just then, behind Lin Qiyue, the void rippled slightly, and three figures exuding powerful auras suddenly appeared.
"Hahahaha, you think you can kill your master!"
"Overestimating yourself, just fishing!"
"A bunch of clowns, hahahahaha!"
"It is—it is King Lin Yi! King Ku Ju! King Ning Yi!"
One of the peak-level kings recognized them and exclaimed in surprise.
"They—how did they get here?! And they even helped Yue seal off the space?!"
"Oh no! They—they've been enslaved by the moon!!"
Soul enslavement!
This human, "Moon," not only possesses terrifying strength comparable to the pinnacle of the King-level realm, but has also silently enslaved three powerful peak-level Kings as his assistants!
No wonder he dared to make such a grand appearance!
This is a complete trap!
"Ugh—!!"
"No!!"
Amidst desperate cries, Lin Qiyue did not hesitate for a moment, and swung his dark golden longsword once more.
Where the blade's edge passed, divine bodies crumbled, souls wailed, and ultimately returned to eternal silence.
The last two peak-level kings have fallen!
Lin Qiyue stood silently above the shattered void, with the meteorite mountain range beneath her feet, now a huge, charred crater, and the air filled with turbulent energy that had not yet completely dissipated.
His expression was indifferent, as if the horrific massacre just now had merely brushed away some unsightly dust.
With a casual wave of his left hand, an invisible spatial force swept across the battlefield.
The world rings, weapon fragments, various parts that were not completely destroyed, and scattered precious materials left behind by those fallen kings who were immortal.
They flew up from the ruins and energy turbulence, turning into streaks of light that entered his hand.
The movements were fluid and skillful.
After doing all this, he slowly raised the dark gold longsword in his hand, the tip of the sword pointing diagonally at the area below where the alien kings had already gathered but remained motionless.
The crimson flames on the blade had not yet died down, reflecting off his cold silver armor and exuding a chilling, murderous aura.
Behind him stood three peak-level kings: King Lingyi, King Kuju, and King Ningyi, their auras released without any concealment, like three cold mountains guarding their master.
Their eyes, filled with undisguised mockery and fanaticism, swept over their former kin below.
Below, the initial fervor turned to astonishment and disbelief, and then to witnessing firsthand the swift and devastating slaughter of the seventeen kings in a short period of time.
Those alien kings who chose to wait and see felt a chill run from the depths of their souls straight to the top of their heads.
The previously noisy exchange of thoughts had ceased, replaced by a deathly, oppressive silence.
grunt.
Someone swallowed hard, their saliva sounding particularly clear in the silence.
"How...how scary..."
A high-ranking demon king spoke in a hoarse voice, his voice filled with fear.
"This Human Moon"—he's terrifying! He's been hiding his true power far too well! What high-level King-rank—this is clearly the combat power of a King-rank at their limit! Perhaps even stronger!"
"Twelve low-level Kings, three high-level Kings, and two peak Kings—all were killed! Completely powerless to resist!"
Another mechanical race member, who had reached the pinnacle of his power, spoke up.
"And those three—three peak-level King-level servants! How did he manage that? Could it be that the human Yue is a Soul Master?"
"Don't mess with him—this person is absolutely not to be messed with!"
The peak-level King of the Cicada Wing Demon Clan who was the first to warn his companions to observe was now extremely pale-faced and filled with lingering fear.
It was incredibly grateful for its previous caution; otherwise, it might have been among those reduced to ashes.
Greed had long been extinguished by fear.
Treasures are precious, but you need to be alive to retrieve them.
The human in front of me is nothing but a monstrous beast in sheep's clothing!
Whoever goes up there will die!
High in the sky, Lin Qiyue took in the fearful, apprehensive, and hesitant looks in the eyes of the alien kings below.
He twitched his lips almost imperceptibly and let out a clear, disdainful sneer.
"Truly—weak."
His voice wasn't loud, but it was like a cold steel needle, piercing the ears of every king below.
"Seeing a stronger force, you no longer even have the courage to test it? You—that's all the mentality you have."
His gaze slowly swept across the area.
"Remember today. Remember this fear."
"From now on, you'll eke out a living in my shadow."
After speaking, he no longer glanced at the alien kings below, whose expressions changed and who dared not speak out in anger.
Beside him, the fourth servant, who had been hidden in the shadows—the Prince of Lu Huan, who was skilled in teleportation—quietly appeared.
The next moment, with Lu Huanwang at the core, along with Lin Qiyue and the other three servants, the space around the five people slightly distorted.
Five figures flashed by, disappearing into thin air as if they had never existed.