Chapter 1668: The High God! (1/2)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
”An expert has finally appeared?” Wang Chong suddenly said.
Standing amidst the ruins, he was in no rush to attack again. This wasn't the first time he had interacted with the men in black, and he had already killed so many of them that he wouldn't feel bad about missing one or two.
”Heh, King of Foreign Lands—or perhaps I should call you 'Child of Destruction'—I did not come here to fight you. Since you are protecting Zhangchou Jianqiong from the shadows, our operation has failed. We naturally will not try again in the short term. What truly interests me right now is you!”
The man shook his head and looked curiously at Wang Chong.
”I didn't think that I would run into you here, but this is fine. I just happened to receive an order to deliver a message to you.”
Wang Chong's heart slightly sank, his face turning grave.
”What do you want to say?”
This was the first time Wang Chong had ever recalled these people relaying a message to him.
”The deaths of the Goat, Deer, and Tiger Immortals by your hand has left the Gods above truly surprised at your ability, but you should not celebrate just yet. The High God has been disturbed and will personally act to deal with you,” the golden-armored man in black said.
”The High God?”
Wang Chong's brow immediately creased at these words.
”There's no need for you to ask. You will naturally know when the time comes,” the golden-armored man said.
Wang Chong couldn't help but sneer at these words. ”Hmph! Envoys of the Gods? Nothing more than egotists playing pretend! If these are your envoys, I can kill as many as you send!”
The three Immortals and those bamboo hat men had also called themselves Gods and Immortals, but they had all died at his hand. These people might have been lofty existences for the other people of the world, truly like unfathomable gods, but to Wang Chong, such trifling tricks were of no use.
He had already killed Immortals, so what did he have to fear from the Gods?
Clack!
With his mind set, Wang Chong clenched an iron fist over the Origin Immortal Sword at his waist, preparing to end this battle. He would kill the men in black and the golden-armored man in one strike.
But Wang Chong had barely moved when the golden-armored man reacted, his eyes immediately turning toward the Origin Immortal Sword. At the same time, he took two steps back, slightly apprehensive, but not too afraid.
”King of Foreign Lands, I know that you are very strong, and you have even glimpsed the strength of the Divine, but you underestimate the strength of the Gods above. It won't be long until you pay a price for the idiocy and the contempt you have shown toward the Divine!” the golden-armored man coldly said.
”Is that so?”
There was a cold chuckle, and a moment later, lightning burst forth, streams of condensed destructive power surging through the air toward the men in black. At that moment, a web of destructive energy shrouded the air above the back garden.
”Not good!”
”Careful!”
As lightning burst forth and the Origin Immortal Sword left its sheath, all the men in black smelled the thick stench of death. This frightening energy was extremely ancient and oppressively powerful. Even the proud golden-armored man momentarily paled.
But at this time, his fingers trembled, and an object appeared in his hand.
This was a black talisman, but unlike regular talismans, it was not written on paper but some kind of mysterious metal. In addition, the words were not written with cinnabar, but molten metal poured onto the surface. It seemed both powerful and mysterious.
”Amnesty of the Southern Dipper, rise!”
The golden-armored man chanted a spell, and then the mysterious metal talisman began to burn, igniting into a black flame. Dazzling streams of starlight emerged from the flames, transforming into a profound talisman symbol. The starlight and black flames wrapped around the men in black and flew them away at incredible speeds, whisking them away before the Origin Immortal Sword's attack could even land.
Boom!
Wang Chong's attack struck, releasing a massive explosion that sent dust rising ten-some meters into the air, but the men in black had already crossed over the perimeter wall and were rapidly vanishing into the distance.
”I'm taking these men with me. King of Foreign Lands, we will meet again!”
A voice continued to linger and echo in the air, but the men in black had needed only the blink of an eye to completely vanish.
Wang Chong did not pursue, only solemnly stared in the direction they had fled.