Chapter 1131: The Veda Sacred Bell! (1/2)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
”Congratulations to user! For killing your first Imperial Great General and altering the course of history, you are rewarded 4000 points of Destiny Energy! This incident will have a major effect on the Battle of Talas!”
An icy voice resounded in Wang Chong's mind, the voice of the Stone of Destiny. But at this moment, Wang Chong didn't have time to pay attention to it. Throwing aside Dusong Mangpoje's body, Wang Chong immediately made his way up to the giant golden bell imprisoning his master.
”Bastard!”
”For the Great General!”
”Kill him!”
The moment Dusong Mangpoje's corpse crashed to the ground, all the Tibetan soldiers on the battlefield went mad. The 'Eagle of the Plateau' had wielded enormous prestige on the Tibetan Plateau, and in the long history of Ü-Tsang, this was the first real Great General to die to a Tang in decades. The fall of Dusong Mangpoje was certain to have an enormous impact on the Ü-Tsang Empire.
”Kill!”
A Tibetan soldier with bloodshot eyes spurred his horse into a gallop as he heedlessly charged at Wang Chong. They had been charging to the front to assist the Arabs with breaking the Nine Dragon Blood Formation, but at this moment, all the Tibetan soldiers had gone insane. They had forgotten where they were and were madly charging at Wang Chong.
”Bastard!”
In the distance, Huoshu Huicang, who had been fiercely battling with the Tang, now found it impossible to suppress his rage and killing intent. Without a second thought, Huoshu Huicang blinked away.
But though Huoshu Huicang was fast, there was someone who was even faster. The sky darkened, and then it was illuminated as brightly as day by a vast beam of golden Sword Qi. As Huoshu Huicang shot forward, a beam of Sword Qi more than ten thousand feet long descended like a toppling tree, sweeping past Huoshu Huicang to slash at the distant Wang Chong.
This Sword Qi had started up very high in the sky, extremely far away from Wang Chong, but a moment later, it was right on top of his head.
Qutaybah!
The one to unleash such a terrifying attack at a moment like this could only be the Arab War God, Qutaybah.
But just when Wang Chong was about to be struck and heavily injured by this horrifying attack…
Boom! The earth quaked as a massive halo with a radius of fifty to sixty feet, its surface inscribed with complicated and ancient patterns, exploded from Wang Chong's body, and then a second, third, fourth… Halo after halo emerged, each dazzling and magnificent but all entirely different.
The light exuded by Wang Chong was on par with Qutaybah's.
With a deafening boom, a dreadful golden Sword Qi erupted from Wang Chong's body. Raaaa! There was a dreadful primordial roar, and suddenly, Wang Chong vanished in a blaze of golden light, replaced by an enormous god, dreadful and mighty.
Rumble!
It was impossible to describe the terrifying power of Qutaybah's attack. This Sword Qi could make gods take fright and ghosts weep, could tear through the earth like paper. Debris, corpses, and dust flew more than one thousand feet into the air. This attack could be considered the strongest and most astonishing attack Qutaybah had unleashed in his entire life.
Wang Chong had managed to escape from his sword time and time again, even managing to slay the Tibetan Great General Dusong Mangpoje and advance to the Great General level in the middle of a fierce battle. There was no question that this was a challenge and humiliation aimed at Qutaybah, and his killing intent was completely stimulated. He cared no more about the Wushang Village Chief and the black-armored guard.
Bzzzz! When the Sword Qi dissipated, more than half the battlefield fell silent as countless eyes stared at the place the Sword Qi had fallen. No one could stop Qutaybah's dreadful sword, and just the sight of the scarred earth was enough for them to know that this attack had been far more powerful than they had imagined. Wang Chong was almost assuredly dead.
”Quick, look over there!” an Arab horseman abruptly said, his finger pointed into the distance, his eyes tinged with shock.
As everyone followed the Arab's finger, they saw a great cloud of dust in the middle of the twisted and mangled landscape, and in the middle of this cloud of dust was clearly a golden light.
Bang!
Everyone was stupefied by this golden figure. He was alive! That young Tang commander had managed to block Qutaybah's sword.
Whooosh! As if in response to their thoughts, a fierce gale scattered the dust, revealing that young figure once more. From his disheveled hair, black armor, and abnormally bright and determined eyes, everyone could see his unbending resolve to fight to the end.
Bang! Wang Chong shot a vicious glare at Qutaybah before lunging toward the golden bell.