Chapter 64 – Soul-Calling (1/2)
Note: ‘Magus treasure’ has been replaced by ‘magic treasure’.
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Chapter 64: Soul-Calling
“My little bird!” cried Qing Ying, whose body was slightly trembling; he sorrowfully looked at Ji Hao and said, “now we can’t inform your Abba; Hao, what should we do?”
“Sit and wait,” said Ji Hao in a relaxed tone, he grabbed a branch of thorns, and fiddled with it. “I’m the bait, and my Abba is the fish. Let’s just take a seat and wait for a while; let’s see what these people got.”
“My poor little bird!” Qing Ying yelled with a darkened face. Behind his body, a sharp, cyan gust of wind started rotating quickly. He gnashed his teeth and said, “When I was a little kid, and just had learned to talk, Amma had incubated that little sparrow for me, I...I’ve always considered it as my brother!”
Cyan light-streams started gushing into the longbow that Qing Ying held in his hands, and spell symbols lit up on the surface of the longbow one after another; within a blink of an eye, over a hundred spell symbols had lit up on the long bow.
Ji Hao stared stunned at Qing Ying’s longbow. Over a hundred spell symbols! This longbow was the most powerful Magic treasure Ji Hao had ever seen in his life, except the Sui Ren Cane. Compared with this long bow, Qing Fu’s ‘thorns of life and death’ and the ‘mu sheng pearl’ were quite weak.
“So unfair,” murmured Ji Hao.
“My sister married to a man from the Fire Crow Clan; how could those elders let her take the most powerful inherited Magic treasure away?” sniffed Qing Ying and said, “My bow, is the most powerful inherited Magic treasure of the Qing Yi Clan...hmm...the most powerful for now.”
Qing Yi fit three long arrows on the bow string and pulled the bow back, aimed at the tall and sturdy man who had been provoking loudly from across the river.
The man was over twenty feet tall; his head was densely dotted with small and sharp horns; his face was as twisted as a ghost, and his bared body was covered in ghost-face-like totems; at the moment, he was waving the huge, black wooden stake, skipping and provoking towards the clifftop.
“Oy! The cowards of the Fire Crow Clan! Come and fight! I am Red Horn of the Ghost Clan! Come on! Who’s going to fight me!”
Swoosh!
Followed by a slight rustling sound of the wind, which was as gentle as the sigh of a young girl, the three long arrows suddenly disappeared.
In the next moment, the three arrows abruptly showed up right in front of Red Horn’s face. Red Horn was tall and muscular, but his large body moved relatively sluggish; he let out a shout in shock, his two soup-ladle-sized eyeballs were pierced by two arrows, while the third long arrow poked into his mouth. The arrows were rotating fast and arrowheads drilled quickly out from the back of his neck.
Large amounts of black blood were gushing out of his wounds. Red Horn’s eyes had even started spurting blood ceaselessly. He cursed in pain, grabbed the arrows with his hands and pulled them out hard.
A large piece of black air puffed out from Red Horn’s body, slowly, his body turned translucent. After a while, his body slowly turned back to normal, by which time, all wounds had completely gone; even the punctured eyeballs were healed, as if he had never been hurt by those arrows.
“Haha! This kind of attacks are all ineffective to our Ghost Clan’s warriors!” shouted Red Horn. He raised the wooden stake high and yelled towards the clifftop, “Are you Fire Crow Clan’s warriors all cowards? Are you? Come on, give me one fighter, let me smash your head! Haha!”
The cheering and shouting coming from the jungle were growing louder and louder. Large groups of warriors started rushing out of the jungle, leaped high into the air, flew across the river and carefully approached the cliff.
Thousands of warriors had come across the river; amongst these warriors, were tens of over twenty feet tall Ghost Clan’s warriors, all of whom had scary, ghost-like faces; every step they walked, made the earth lightly tremble.
“Hao!” Qing Ying turned back and looked at Ji Hao.
“Hold and wait!” said Ji Hao calmly, “wait, let’s see what they really want.”