Chapter 677: Sword Light (1/2)
Chapter 677: Sword Light
Translator: LawEditor: AntiGod
Fallen Land was separated from the normal space of Pan Xi world by a turbid mist which was generated by the power of destruction. This mist contained a slight trace of Chaos power. If an ordinary person strayed into the mist, he or she would never be able to enter into Fallen Land through it.
Thirty-six large black flags floated upon the gray mist. From each large flag, dark smog spread out while watery mist surged around. The bone-piercing cold watery mist condensed into a giant gate as countless local people dragged in with children, desperately rushing into the gate. Then, the water mist rolled around them and made them disappear.
Many local people would raise their heads and shout ‘Great kindness of Master Gong Sun’ when they rushed into the gate, and then, thin streams of spirit power would surge out from between their eyebrows, gathering into slightly larger streams, then into brook-like streams, eventually transforming into rapidly flowing, great-river-like spirit power streams. These streams would ceaselessly flow into the body of Gong Sun Yuan, who was on top of a towering mountain tens of thousands of miles away.
Gong Sun Yuan was wearing a golden armor, mounted on a yellow dragon, holding a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right hand. He was now facing nearly a thousand Jia Clan warriors. Lying under his feet were dead bodies of nearly a hundred Jia Clan warriors. Scorching hot blood was flowing out from these Jia Clan warriors’ dead bodies, which were still twitching. The lava-like blood glowed brightly, flowing down the mountain and even melting rocks.
Behind Gong Sun Yuan, a totem battle flag was fluttering. A flying yellow dragon was painted on the blood-red battle flag, surrounded by countless sharp weapons, constantly glowing with a fierce cold light.
Whole three thousand elite You Xiong Family warriors were wearing heavy armors, forming a great battle formation behind Gong Sun Yuan. The armors worn by the first tens of warriors were ripped open, exposing bone-deep wounds on their strong and muscular bodies, but Divine-Magi-level strong life-force allowed their injuries to heal themselves speedily. Their wounds had been shrinking ceaselessly.
A strange power lingered in these warriors’ wounds. A dim light clashed against the blood-red glow released from their spirit blood, devouring each other. From time to time, thin streams of death power would surge out from their wounds and large pieces of muscles would blast out suddenly. Nevertheless, these warriors all remained expressionless while staring at their enemies, as if they couldn’t feel any pain.
A Yu Clan young man holding a black staff was mounting on a four-tusked white elephant, looking at Gong Sun Yuan with a sour face.
Gong Sun Yuan raised the large, thick, golden and ancient style long sword held in his right hand, looked at the Yu Clan young man and growled, ”Dishi Fang, do you even dare to fight fairly against me without using that black stick?”
A fierce gale blew across the mountain, raised Gong Sun Yuan’s long hair, fluttering in the air. An indescribable heroic spirit rose directly from his body that even shattered the clouds in the sky. ”Don’t you, noble Yu Clan people, like to talk about so-called ‘etiquette’, ‘manner’ , ‘rule’, ‘honor’? What etiquette, what rule, what honor? You don’t even dare to fight me with your real power!”
Dishi Fang clenched his fingers. Streams of dim light dazzled out from the black staff while an erect eye silently showed up upon the staff.
Behind Gong Sun Yuan, within the area tens of thousands of miles in radius, countless local people with their families had been rushing towards the gate created by the thirty-six large black flags. Some relatively powerful local people released their special powers, trying their best to help the others run faster. Even with the help of these people, those local people, who were the furthest away from the gate couldn’t possibly reach the gate and fly into Fallen Land without spending three to five days. Not to mention the fact that a huge number of local people had been gathering towards this area from all directions. Large groups of local people ceaselessly moved past the mountain guarded by Gong Sun Yuan, desperately fleeing towards the gate.
”A fair fight?” Dishi Fang grinned viciously and said. ”For these barbarians and with these few warriors of yours, you want to fight against so many elite warriors of ours? Is it even worth, Gong Sun Yuan?”