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“Invincible Sword, screw you! Fight me if you have the guts!”
“Invincible Sword, son of rat bastard, I will haunt you from beyond if I die today!”
“Invincible Sword, it’s either you or me! I’ve come to take your skull as my personal chamber pot!”
…
Knowing they were doomed to die, what could running their mouths do, kill them again?
[Weren’t you so tough, oh Invincible Sword? The best in the world? None would slight you in the least, but since I’m going to die anyway, I can cuss your entire lineage!]
The black cloud came down like heavy rain, roaring and shouting curses without stopping, like true heroes.
The obscene and quite colorful language grated the Invincible Sword and the Sword Kings’ ears, making these lofty figure stare dumbly.
[Who are these guys? They have guts to come cursing us. Even the four lands’ leaders show us respect. These bugs must have a death wish coming around and running their mouths without rhyme or reason.]
While not suicidal, but dead men walking all the same. No amount of threats would work on people that knew death was a certainty.
Bam!
Baili Yuyun bowed to Baili Yutian, “Patriarch, allow me to set them straight and make them rue this day!”
“No!”
Baili Yutian’s gaze was cold, shaking his head, “They’re cursing me, which means only I have the right to take their lives. Humph, nothing but a bunch of ignorant fools to dare mock even me. I’ll have them face the consequences of their actions!”
The Sundering Sword in his hand flickered with lightning and the heavens took a purple hue as lightning flashed above.
He raised his sword at the stampede and made a casual swipe, shouting, “Humph, you think yourselves the likes of sea demon or that Zhuo? You just don’t know your own worth!”
Rumble~
A purple sword wave flared as it traveled straight through the army. The flooded sky of lightning struck down along the path of the wave, unleashing a veritable thunderstorm. What followed were the obvious wails and howls of demise as the army was reduced to ashes in the wind.
Left behind the attack was a scorched earth, now black from the ashes.
One strike was all it took to cull tens of thousands of lives. The best in the lands might look weak before Heaven Sealing Sea Ao, but he was still a god in the mortal domain.
“Patriarch’s might is supreme, the best in the world, ha-ha-ha…” Baili Yuyun cupped his hands and gave a round of praise.
His flattery might’ve worked before, when the Invincible Sword truly thought himself standing at the top. Now it fell flat, if not ironic. Witnessing Zhuo Fan and Sea Ao fighting, Baili Yuyun’s suck-up was nothing but a shame to the Invincible Sword.
[Is that sarcasm?]
Pa!
Baili Yuyun found himself flying, slamming hard into the ground a hundred meters away from the casual slap, coughing blood and gore. Getting back up on shaky legs, he bore a look of utter confusion to his lord and Patriarch.
Cough~
Baili Yutian had a coughing fit, spilling burning and frozen blood into his hand and showing it in anger, “Is this the supreme might the best in the world has? Were you blind to not see the sea demon’s power? How am I the best?”
“Uh, Patriarch, the sea demon is a monster, while among humans you…”
“Bull! The best in the world are split between humans and monsters? Then why could Zhuo Fan hurt the demon while I couldn’t?” Invincible Sword flicked his hand, boring his glare into the man, “I need able bodies, not some disgusting bootlicker, got that?”
“Yes, Patriarch!”
They all bowed at once. Baili Yuyun lowered his head, his complaints never voiced.
Cough~
Invincible Sword coughed again, being severely injured in the Ice Mountain from Sea Ao’s ice and Zhuo Fan’s Dragon Breath Pill. He was at less than half power. Every attack he made would only worsen his situation.
It mattered little though, since bugs were not worthy of his full power. How much harm could flexing his power cause anyway?
He was about to find out how wrong he was.
That group was a mere appetizer for what was to come. While he could cull a wave, how long could he keep up?
Whoosh~
The skies once again littered with a cacophony of vulgar calls, “Invincible Sword, fight us, coward! We’re waiting for you, so come on!”
“Invincible Sword, you have some cheek to be so arrogant, calling yourself above everyone!”
“Invincible Sword, you’re not invincible, just delusional. Feel like living? Then get on your knees and walk between my legs, ha-ha-ha…”
…
Invincible Sword’s face twitched, his stooping figure shaking from rage. He turned stiffly at the sudden catcalls to find another bunch of bugs looking for a quick death. The insults became harder and harder to bear.
“Another bunch of maggots came to die, cough…”
Invincible Sword tightened his jaw and the Sundering Sword hummed with desire to strike. He caved before he ever got to swing it and spurted blood.
The Sword Kings rushed to help, “Patriarch…”
Baili Yuyun volunteered on the spot, “Patriarch, these ants don’t deserve sir’s attention. Leave them to me! I will handle them!”
“Beat it! They came for me. Not facing them will only give credence to their insults!” He shoved Baili Yuyun away and swung Sundering Sword with bloodshot eyes, sending another sword wave with resounding booms that resulted in thousands upon thousands more deaths.
While his body coughed blood again, damaged further from his stubborn stance. The others were watching in worry and supported him.
“Patriarch…”
“Next team, attack!”
Outside the Sea Bright Sect, Leng Wuchang noticed the purple lightning flaring in the distance and ordered the tens of thousands of men, “Bear in mind that you may never return, but you have to taunt that old monster as much as you can. He is a man of excessive pride that disdains your very existence. Taunt him and he will strike with all he has. It is a path of no return, I know, but you are fighting for the chance of the next teams to live. The more that monster wastes energy on you the higher the next teams’ odds at taking him down. Within you lies the power to have your fellow brothers survive this. Know your sacrifice is not in vain!”
The men howled in high spirits as they marched to their doom.
One elder sighed from the side, “Exalted Double Dragons have said many times the Luo clan is filled with talents. Sir Leng is wise to have the clans and sects of two lands arranged so their friends and family lay in the back for the greatest chance at surviving. It’ll be hard not to do their best, ha-ha-ha…”
“Merely a trick is all.”
Leng Wuchang smiled, “As we’re using the human waves tactic against the Invincible Sword, cooperation and formation among strangers hold little value. This arrangement is the most effective.”
“Sir Leng is most right. Then I shall go call for the next team.”
“Take care, Executive Lu!”
Leng Wuchang gave a slight bow then his kind smile fell the moment that back left his eyes. He smirked, “Humph, they have not an ounce of remorse in using others’ lives to strengthen their position. These four lands leaders truly are…”
“Sir Leng disdains such base people?” A cheerful voice reached him.
Leng Wuchang shook and turned to see a familiar figure, bowing, “If it isn’t miss Shuang’er. With your deep grief for loss of life, why are you on this cruel and bitter battlefield?”
“Not all wars are cruel.”
Shuang’er sighed, “I have to thank Sir Leng for this strategy, to lessen the disasters. Brother Zhuo ordered for two lands to surround the Invincible Sword but did not go into details. Sir Leng’s effective organization has raised the tactic’s chances of success. Telling every team to go slander the Invincible Sword will cause a man of his temperament to fly into a rage. He will tire more like this and spare us from further casualties before his death.”
Leng Wuchang nodded, but his smile was bitter, “Clan Head sent me to organize the attack with this idea in mind, but it may be against Steward Zhuo’s intention.”
“Why do you say that?”
“Do you believe for certain Steward Zhuo had no concrete way of dealing with the Invincible Sword?” Leng Wuchang’s eyes shone with conviction, “Steward Zhuo’s plan is to see both sides crippled.”
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thanxx 👑
thanks
They are just throwing their lives away
He got plot armor now, he can’t die until he fights ZF
Thanks for the chapter