novelGlobal #108 - Chapter 108 Cry!
#108 - Chapter 108 Cry!
The imposing sea of fire also flickered due to the water spears, seeming as if it would soon be extinguished.
"All Eight-Casters, follow me! The rest, be on guard and await orders!" Ying Cheng coldly commanded.
After speaking, Ying Cheng flipped his arm down, making a grasping motion in the air. A dazzling light burst forth from his palm, and a ball of flame stretched out from it.
In an instant, it transformed into a flame blade nearly a thousand meters long. The raging flames swept backward with the night wind, like a fluttering banner.
"Fire Whirl!"
Ying Cheng soared into the sky, gripping the flame blade tightly with both hands, spinning wildly in the air like a top.
Bang bang bang!
Countless water spears exploded in the air, accompanied by splattering sparks that were exceptionally dazzling, like绚丽fireworks.
At the same time, Ying Zhi and another thin middle-aged man flew to Qian Mian's rear, the three of them forming a triangle to surround Qian Mian.
Clap clap clap!
"Hahaha, fun!"
Qian Mian clapped his hands, then raised his palm and pressed it down in Ying Cheng's direction.
Rumble!
Dark clouds churned endlessly.
The dark clouds above Qian Mian's head slowly pressed down, and a giant hand condensed from rainwater emerged from it. Its width of several thousand meters rose from the sea of clouds like a mountain, making everything else seem like ants.
Instantly, a terrifying hurricane surged from between the fingers, scattering the dark clouds and forming a hollow palm.
The moonlight shone down, and the giant hand, like a divine decree, emitted a sacred light as it pressed down on Ying Cheng.
Ying Cheng stopped his movements, looked up at the giant hand, and in his eyes, there was no trace of fear, only surging fighting spirit.
"Blade Cry!"
Ying Cheng shouted angrily, and the flame blade in his hand suddenly brightened, as if gasoline had been poured on it, accompanied by a sizzling sound.
"Wow, what a bright blade!" Qian Mian opened his mouth wide, while speeding up the movements of his hand.
"Break for me!"
Ying Cheng soared into the sky, the flame blade tearing through the night, crashing into the giant hand with immense force.
Bang!
The sound was earth-shattering, and visible ripples spread in all directions, causing ripples to appear on the red barrier formed by the Sky Imprisonment Mirror.
However, this level of power was far from enough to shake the Sky Imprisonment Mirror. The barrier strength of the Sky Imprisonment Mirror was closely related to the person who activated it. Only those of the same level as the caster had the ability to break it, but it would also take time.
But obviously, Ying Cheng, who was also a Ninth-Caster, did not have this time.
The people below the sea of fire could not see what was happening above, but they were not deaf and could naturally hear the sounds.
For a time, the terrifying commotion made everyone's faces contorted. They covered their ears with their fingers and squatted on the ground.
"W-What's going on up there?"
"What are you saying? I can't hear you!"
"I'm sorry, I was the one pretending to be your girlfriend online. I was afraid you'd hit me, so I didn't dare to tell you!"
"I heard you clearly."
...
Above the sea of fire, the blade of the flame blade was embedded in the palm of the giant hand. The terrifying high temperature caused the water close to the blade to boil and squirm, turning into steam and spreading to both sides of the blade.
Ying Cheng's face was flushed red, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged.
Qian Mian looked relaxed and comfortable, seemingly without any pressure.
After all, he was just striking a pose. Even if there was pressure, it was Yama who was feeling it.
At this moment, the giant palm trembled slightly, and the five fingers clenched inward.
"Fire Wall!" Ying Cheng shouted loudly.
Two orange-red flames condensed on both sides of him, simultaneously expanding to a height of a hundred meters, blocking the closing palm like walls.
Rattling!
The sound of chains colliding echoed in the sky.
Qian Mian heard the sound and looked down, and what caught his eye was thousands of thick chains, pouncing towards him like pythons.
Qian Mian raised an eyebrow, and a pair of wings dozens of meters long condensed behind him, narrowly dodging the chains with a flap of his wings.
"Ying Zhi!"
The middle-aged man controlling the chains shouted loudly.
At the instant his voice fell, strands of silk invisible to the naked eye shot out from the dark clouds, aiming for Qian Mian's brow.
Qian Mian's ears twitched slightly, and he grinned, glancing at the middle-aged man with disdain.
Just as the silk threads were about to pierce Qian Mian's brow, his body scattered into a cloud of mist with a "bang," disappearing from everyone's sight.
The pupils of the three people present shrank, and varying degrees of horror flashed across their faces.
"How could it be so fast?" Ying Zhi said in disbelief.
He naturally knew that Disaster Water had the means to turn itself into mist, but this speed was a bit too fast. It wasn't this fast in the previous videos!
"Be on guard!" Ying Cheng shouted loudly.
Just as the middle-aged man was about to manipulate the chains to protect himself, a damp and cold sensation enveloped him.
Pfft!
The middle-aged man's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needlepoint. He stiffly lowered his head and saw a beating heart being firmly grasped by a hand.
Behind him, Qian Mian smiled next to his ear and said, "I almost died. Luckily, I was one step ahead."
Bang!
Qian Mian used force to crush the middle-aged man's heart with his fingers, then revealed a kind smile: "Let's continue."
...
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No. 11 City, West Exit-Entry Port
The North Huang Mountain was stormy, but here, it was quiet, as if they were two different worlds.
On the steel city walls, soldiers stood like pine trees.
As soldiers at the exit-entry port, their mission was to guard this place, regardless of the sweltering heat or the bitter cold.
A young man with a childish face stood on the city wall, picking his nose boredly, and complained, "What's the point of standing here like a log all day long?"
"It's better to be safe than sorry, just in case something really happens one day," a dark-skinned middle-aged soldier said with a smile.
The young man curled his lips: "No. 11 City is located in the very center of the Tianyuan Federation, surrounded by other cities. How could anything happen?"
"I hope so. I hope we can work safely and peacefully until retirement," a glimmer of hope flashed in the middle-aged soldier's eyes.
Whoosh—
A biting cold wind came from the dark, lightless place.
"Hiss~" The young soldier gasped, subconsciously tightening the clothes on his body: "It's so cold. I'm going to add a piece of clothing and will be right back."
After speaking, he was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly stopped, thoughtfully sniffing his nose.
"What's wrong? Weren't you going to add clothing?" the middle-aged soldier asked curiously.
"Hey, Uncle, did you smell a strange smell?"
The middle-aged soldier lowered his head and smelled his armpits: "What smell? Is it my armpit odor?"
The young soldier took a few more deep breaths and said uncertainly, "Uh... it seems to be a bit fishy."
Whoosh—
Another gust of night wind came, different from the desolate wind of the past. This time, the wind had a bit more "fishiness."
The soldiers standing on the city wall raised their hands to rub their noses, looking at the people beside them in confusion.
"Did you smell something strange?"
"How did you know?"
"I smelled it too."
Screech!!!
Suddenly, a piercing and sharp sound rang out in the darkness, penetrating the sky!