bestfiction Chapter 243 Cover
Chapter 243 Cover
Just then, someone who surprised everyone stood up.
The "corpse" swayed as it got up. Its clothes were charred black and stuck to its skin. As it moved, the black cloth tore apart inch by inch, revealing bright red flesh and blood.
He stood up in a corner where no one paid attention. If there was any color other than red and black on his body, it was his eyes.
Pale as winter, fiery as a furnace.
He dropped the broken shield, leaned against the city wall, and barely managed to activate his storage bag to take out a brand new shield.
His body had reached the limit of collapse, but his unwavering will dragged his broken body forward. He roared, his voice distorted by the injury to his throat, but everyone knew what he was saying.
"For humanity!"
The merman ignored him, deflecting the incoming spells with both hands, his face showing disdain. Why couldn't these people understand?
We are human beings too, and merfolk are human beings too. You talk as if we are the beast tide. That's right, when have you ever treated us like human beings!
He gathered his spiritual power, let out a roar that burst forth from his chest and abdomen, and pushed the crowd away with terrifying force. His right fist struck the man's shield squarely, and a crisp sound of bones breaking reached their ears. But the man did not retreat. Instead, he slammed into the side of the shield, causing the shield, which was about to be knocked away, to spin in place. It was as if the gates of the city of despair had been opened, and the last guarding warrior had come out of the city to fight the enemy.
I will die on the charge, before the enemies of mankind, my blood will splatter on human soil, waiting for one successor after another to tread over my body and sound the horn of counterattack.
The merman had no interest in continuing the fight. He slashed at the man's shield-wielding arm with his claw, only to find it empty. The battered, mangled arm and the brand-new shield had merged into one, spinning in the air. This madman actually dared to punch at his scales.
Simply unforgivable.
A lightning-fast claw pierced his chest, and the mermaid ripped out a beating heart, its surface a vibrant, warm red.
"Hmph." The merman crushed the heart in one swift motion, throwing the fragments at the people in front of him. The end of blind loyalty is to be crushed into dust by an even stronger force.
A drop of blood splattered on Zhong Ming's face, slowly sliding down and leaving a long trail of blood.
"Back off." He said softly, and the three people in front seemed to have found their backbone, retreating several steps in succession, as if their departure would not be a violation of the order to guard the city wall.
The merman slightly bent his front legs and looked at Zhong Ming and the others, as if he were looking at some plump little fish and shrimp.
A shallow puddle of water flowed slowly from his feet, washing away the bloodstains and covering brick after brick of the city wall, making them as smooth as mirrors, reflecting the gloomy sky.
Yue Kaishan and the others rushed towards this side, forming a team of five.
The battle is about to break out.
Without further ado, the merman suddenly exerted force with his feet and rushed towards the team like lightning. Zhong Ming held the Back of Spring Cold tightly in his hand and raised his hand to strike with Great Cold. Yue Kaishan behind him did not slow down his charge and instead ran faster and faster. When the two sides were close, he leaped high into the air and swung his mechanical fist at the other side.
Yue Kaishan's blood was boiling. He knew from the first glance he saw that the cultivator was also a man striving to join the Shield Guard.
The men of the Shield Guard will never stand behind others.
Those who fear death cannot enter the Shield Guard, and cowards who only know how to dodge cannot enter the Shield Guard. They live for their comrades and die for their comrades. The Shield Guard will always stand at the forefront.
The city wall collapsed, but they were the city wall—a wall built of flesh and blood and willpower.
Bricks and stones crumbled like rain, while flesh and blood continued to regenerate.
He roared and threw a punch, using his arm as a shield to collide with the enemy's attack. His shoulder trembled like a leaf, and the powerful impact destroyed the hard steel inch by inch. The prosthetic meridians that he had painstakingly connected lost sensation one by one, and his entire arm was dented from the punch.
Bones of steel, will of steel, and friendship of steel.
A weight settled on his shoulder; it was obvious that Zhong Ming was about to take his place.
Zhong Ming stepped on his shoulder, his face contorted in a ferocious expression.
The late spring cold exuded a terrifying chill, frost formed, and the tip of the spear was covered in frost and snow. The chilling spiritual power was condensed and not released, but it slammed down hard on the merman.
The hook-and-sickle spear was used as a heavy hammer.
The merman received the attack with his bare fists. His hands were filled with spiritual energy, and with the blessing of the "Divine Light Armor", he was not even hurt. His hands only paused for a moment.
Seeing that the merman was striking the mechanical arm with one hand and catching the hook-and-sickle spear with the other, with both arms raised and his sides wide open for defense, the other three immediately used their spells to control themselves. Surprisingly, all five of them were of one mind and decided to launch an attack.
A full-force attack, an attack that depletes all spiritual energy.
A fire dragon moved swiftly along the city wall, instantly passing several divine beings of the merman. The dragon's head turned back, and it opened its huge mouth to pounce on the merman's back.
Sharp, steel-like leaves danced in the air with bizarre movements, spinning rapidly around the bodies of the two burly men, and clanging as they struck the merman's waist.
The merman reacted extremely quickly, and abundant spiritual power instantly surged out from the gaps in his scales. His simple and unadorned defense made his body look silvery and shiny, and under the forging of raging fire and extreme cold, it became even more dazzling.
"withdraw."
The merman raised an eyebrow, clearly understanding what Zhong Ming said. He changed his fist into a claw, firmly grasped the hook-and-sickle spearhead, and dragged it over forcefully.
Unexpectedly, Zhong Ming's spiritual power surged, and the spiritual power of the spear and the scale armor clashed fiercely. Taking advantage of this extremely short opportunity, he instantly retrieved the Cold Breeze into his storage bag.
"Get down."
Zhong Ming lowered his head before uttering those words.
A crossbow bolt flew past his scalp and headed straight for the other man's head.
The merman grinned and spat out a jet of water, blowing away the crossbow bolt, and then more crossbow bolts flew towards him.
Except for two that were particularly off-center, the rest were all aimed at the merman's head.
Yue Kaishan slowly retreated. The series of explosions in front of him put him under immense pressure. He had lost the sensation of his mechanical arm and was completely unable to judge what was happening ahead.
When armor-piercing arrows and explosive arrows are used together, their dense attack is so powerful that even enemies in the Foundation Establishment stage dare not make a move.
Chen Dahai fired out two large boxes of arrows in one go, which were originally enough to kill more than a dozen Qi Refining stage merfolk.
The merman keenly sensed that something was wrong and felt a sense of crisis, so he took a few steps back.
With abundant spiritual energy, the opponent wouldn't be able to break the Divine Light Armor within a hundred breaths. Just what is this crisis...?