louisehourcade Chapter 244 Intercepting the Beast King Horde
Chapter 244 Intercepting the Beast King Horde
The golden-eyed black dragon turned and ran.
It never intended to fight from the beginning; it knew it couldn't win, and its instinct for danger was sharper than any other beast.
This human had a scent about him, the scent of death. The beasts that had died at his hands could fill a river if piled up.
The golden-eyed black dragon did not want to become the next corpse.
But Fuyao is faster than him.
Song Chen's figure left a trail of cyan wind in the horde of beasts, and wherever he passed, his lightning domain followed, causing low-level beasts to fall in droves.
[A Tier 3 alien beast has been killed, gaining 556 kill points.]
[A fourth-tier alien beast has been killed, gaining 4516 kill points.]
[A fourth-tier alien beast has been killed, gaining 3657 kill points.]
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In the blink of an eye, Song Chen flew over the head of the golden-eyed black dragon and landed on a small hill directly in front of it, drawing his Heavenly Blade.
He looked at the enormous creature opposite him and said calmly, "Golden Dragon, am I that scary? Why are you running so fast?"
The golden-eyed black dragon braked suddenly, its massive body carving a deep trench in the ground due to inertia.
It raised its upper body, staring intently at the human in front of it, who was as insignificant as an ant in its eyes, and let out a low rumble from its throat.
"Song Chen, you've already killed half of Nanjiang's fifth-tier warriors, isn't that enough?"
"We can leave and never set foot in the territory of Great Xia again. If you spare our lives, there will be no more level-two nests in Nanjiang. The result will be the same for you."
The golden-eyed black dragon spoke, its Great Xia language more standard than that of most humans.
Song Chen responded by activating his Eye of Truth, which swept across the entire body of the golden-eyed black dragon.
At the peak of the fifth rank, just one step away from breaking through to the sixth rank, the strength of the scales far exceeds that of ordinary fifth rank, but there are still gaps where the scales overlap.
To predict its attack trajectory, if it sweeps with its tail, the precursor is the contraction of the muscles from the third to the seventh vertebra on the right side; if it spews poison mist, the psionic energy in its throat will gather 0.3 seconds in advance.
Song Chen held the knife horizontally in front of him: "Submit to your fate, you beast."
Seeing that he remained completely silent, the vertical pupils of the golden-eyed black dragon contracted violently.
"Then let's die together!"
The golden-eyed black dragon suddenly opened its massive maw, and a cloud of black poisonous mist billowed out.
When the poisonous fog hits the gravel on the ground, the stones immediately corrode into mud; when it hits trees, the trunks turn into black water within three seconds.
At the same time, its tail swept across from the side, and its huge body propelled the tail out at supersonic speed, creating a visible white shockwave.
Song Chen activated his Fuyao technique, his figure cutting directly into the center of the poisonous fog.
The lightning field expanded outwards, and the golden-purple lightning collided with the poisonous mist, producing crackling sounds. The poisonous mist was ionized by the electric arcs into harmless air.
As the tail swept across, he had already leaped into the air, touched the tip of the tail with his toes, and used the momentum to bounce onto the top of the golden-eyed black dragon's head. He held the Heavenly Blade upside down and stabbed it into the largest scale between the eyes.
The sound of the blade piercing the scales was crisp and short. Golden lightning flowed down the blade and into the skull, where it exploded.
The golden-eyed black dragon's screams shook the trees within a radius of several kilometers, causing all the leaves to fall to the ground.
Its body suddenly straightened, then crashed down with a thud, crushing a large grove of trees and shaking the ground three times.
It wasn't quite dead yet; the golden lines in its vertical pupils were still pulsating slightly, but its body had completely lost control, lying across the earth like a collapsed mountain range.
The golden-eyed black dragon uttered its last few syllables: "Humans... the Giant Whale King... has already issued a statement... if you kill us all... the ocean will come..."
Song Chen drew his knife, watched as its vertical pupils gradually lost their luster, and then decisively stabbed it deep into the skull, before cutting open the scales and taking out the crystal core.
A fist-sized, pure black crystal core, with golden patterns inside that are almost forming a complete circle, is truly only one step away from the sixth rank.
[A Tier 5 alien beast has been killed, gaining 98657 kill points.]
He stored the crystal core in his storage space and turned to look at the other beast kings.
The Iron-Armed Violent Ape stood still, its eighty-meter-tall body trembling like a leaf.
It had just witnessed the strongest beast king in Nanjiang fail to withstand even a single blow.
It let out a roar that was hard to tell if it was a howl or a scream, then turned and ran, its two thick arms bracing against the ground as it sprinted, each step leaving a deep crater in the earth.
Song Chen unleashed a horizontal slash of sword energy.
The fifth strike of the Seven Heavenly Thunder Slashes, a blazing golden blade of energy arced through the air, precisely slicing into the back of the Iron-Armed Berserker Ape's neck.
When the giant ape head flew up, its expression was frozen in extreme fear. Then, its body ran forward for more than ten steps before crashing to the ground, smashing through half of the forest.
The black-scaled leopard ran frantically through the valley, its four paws scattering pebbles across the riverbed.
It ran while shouting, "Split up, split up! He's only one person, he can't catch them all... Ah!"
What followed was a short, agonizing scream.
Song Chen descended from the sky and stepped onto its back. The Heavenly Blade sliced down along the spine, the ear-piercing sound of the blade cutting through the scales echoing through the valley.
The black-scaled leopard's spine was completely ripped open, and it lay in the river, its blood staining the entire river a deep red.
The falcon flew the highest and fastest, already reaching the edge of the clouds.
It glanced down at the massacre scene below, let out a scream of relief, as if celebrating its escape.
Then it saw Song Chen below raise his head, and the golden-purple light of the Eye of Truth pierced through the clouds and locked onto it.
Song Chen didn't take off to chase it; instead, he raised his left hand, and a golden-purple lightning bolt shot out from his palm.
A bolt of lightning from the heavens streaked across the sky, striking the wind falcon squarely in the left wing.
Its wings were pierced instantly, and the falcon screamed as it tumbled from the clouds toward the ground.
Before it even landed, Song Chen's blade energy was already waiting there.
From the direction of Duantou Mountain, six Falcon fighter jets of the Nanjiang Town garrison are rushing towards the scene at high speed.
The team was led by Captain Zhao Tiejun, a peak fourth-tier cultivator, forty years old, who had been fighting alien beasts in Nanjiang for twenty years.
He took off immediately upon receiving Lu Zhengbei's order, thinking to himself, "Even if Councilor Song is strong enough to chase more than 10,000 alien beasts by himself, he still needs someone to provide backup."
Then he flew there.
Looking down from the cockpit, Zhao Tiejun saw the most outrageous scene he had ever witnessed in his life.
A scaly turtle, over 100 meters long, lay on the ground, its plastron neatly cut open, its crystal core gone.
Beside it lay two fifth-tiered steles, one split in two, the other with a hole through its head.
Looking further away, the distribution of the corpses formed a straight line, stretching from north to south, as if someone had drawn a giant arrow with the corpses of strange beasts.
At the very tip of the arrow, golden-purple lightning continued to flash.
The wingman's voice came through the communicator, trembling noticeably: "Captain... should we go down?"
Zhao Tiejun looked at it for three seconds, then shook his head: "What help could I possibly be if I went down there?"
"Keep an eye on them from up there, don't let any slip through the net."