Chapter 1782: Gods Dont Exist in This Old Mans Eyes! (1/2)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
”What's going on? Did they get reinforcements?”
”Who cares? Charge and kill them!”
As thousands of soldiers were being thrown into the air, more soldiers noticed the disturbance taking place at the southern end of the battlefield. An Imperial Army commander swung his sword and led his men toward the source of the chaos.
But before he could get very far, clang! The Imperial Army commander felt his hand getting lighter. While he was still trying to understand what was going on, he saw the sword that had been with him for ten-some years break free of his grip and soar into the sky.
The commander instinctively reached out to grab it, but he unexpectedly failed. And the truly shocking development took place after that…
Clangclangclang!
The vibrating of swords and sabers rose and fell as tens of thousands of swords and sabers rose into the air as if they had a life of their own. Floating several dozen feet above the ground, they formed a vast and bizarre sea of weapons.
”What… what evil art is this?”
The Imperial Army soldier stared in pale-faced shock at those gleaming weapons in the air.
He was a top-class expert, but when he felt those floating swords link together, he felt like an insignificant being standing in front of an enormous sun.
But the one he most feared was still that figure standing to the southeast, the one controlling all these swords. Although he could not see this man, he could sense that enormous sea of energy that was many times greater than his own.
To compare the two would be like comparing a firefly to the moon.
He couldn't muster up the slightest desire to fight this man.
”Who is this man? How could the King of Foreign Lands have found such a frightening expert? Imperial Great General… no… not even Great Generals could compare.”
The Imperial Army commander and his soldiers all trembled in fear.
”The War God! Great Tang War God Su Zhengchen!”
A shout came from another direction. Many scions of great clans joined the Imperial Army, and while Su Zhengchen had not emerged for many decades and many people did not know what he looked like, those well-read noble sons had still been able to instantly recognize him.
He looked exactly like the legends said and had attained such a high mastery of the sword. It could be no one except Su Zhengchen!
There had been a rumor going around the capital for some time that Su Zhengchen was still alive. None of them had believed it at first, but what doubts did they have now?
Whoosh!
All those soldiers stared at that divine figure standing at the gate, and then they solemnly dismounted and kneeled.
Almost all of them had heard the legends of Su Zhengchen while growing up. In those legends, this was the War God of Taizong's era, a meritorious subject and the hero of the Central Plains. Countless people in the military idolized this man, regarding him as a goal and model to learn from.
These people could attack Wang Chong's men on the First Prince's order, but none of them could point their weapon at the War God.
”Paying respects to the War God!”
”Paying respects to the War God!”
On the vast battlefield, row after row of soldiers kneeled reverentially down on the ground, and the area suddenly became much quieter.
But Su Zhengchen had no time for such things. He swept his eyes toward the imposing Chongsheng Gate.
The air there was churning with blood. Li Siye and the others were about to break!
Buzz!
With a single thought, Su Zhengchen sent that vast sea of weapons hurtling toward Chongsheng Gate.
Rumble!
In a terrifying explosion, sharp and dangerous Sword Qi engulfed the Tianfu Divine Lord and Tianshu Divine Lord, as well as those men in black on the ground in their various forms.
”Ah!”
A half–Lu Wu man in black with tenacious vitality failed to react in time and was pierced through the center of his brow by a sword. The sword stabbed right through his skull and out the back of his head. The man's eyes widened, strange gurgles coming from his open mouth, and then he dropped dead.
Elsewhere, several half–Lu Wus were roaring as they attacked the Wushang Cavalry, Mo Saber Unit soldiers, and great clan experts around them with flames and physical strength. Suddenly, swords flashed, and then these men in black either were cut in half or had their heads separated from their necks.