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Chapter 297: Who Are They Really?
🕑 Added 2024-09-18 05:29:47 +0000 UTCFear?
If Qin Feiyu believed Lin Qian's words, that would truly be a surprise!
Even though he felt unwilling and furious, what could he do? The soul power from the dagger that pierced his heart transformed into tiny wind blades, wreaking havoc inside his body.
Qin Feiyu could clearly feel the life force within him rapidly slipping away, and the detestable face before him was watching with satisfaction.
It was obvious—Lin Qian was very pleased with his death.
"Lin Qian... my father won't let you get away with this," Qin Feiyu used his last ounce of strength to shout angrily at Lin Qian, blood spraying from his mouth.
Bang!
The slender Swift Shadow Clan member who had killed Qin Feiyu kicked his back, causing the latter's lifeless body to collapse to the ground.
"Damn human, you killed so many of my kin and still had the nerve to shout," the Swift Shadow Clan member growled. He lifted his foot, ready to crush Qin Feiyu's head out of spite.
It was clear—he intended to stomp Qin Feiyu's skull into pieces to vent his rage.
Thud!
The stone beneath Lin Qian's foot shattered as he launched forward. Fragments flew past the illusory figure of Yuan Xiang and struck the portal, falling to the ground.
The slender Swift Shadow Clan member's face changed as he quickly retreated. The right knee he had intended to stomp on Qin Feiyu with suddenly took a heavy blow.
After being sent flying a distance, the thin Swift Shadow Clan member looked up at Lin Qian and shook his leg. "He was your enemy, wasn't he? What does it matter if I stomp on his head?"
Lin Qian glanced down at Qin Feiyu's lifeless body at his feet and nodded. "Yes, he was my enemy, and I wanted him dead. But in the end, he was still human. His body is only for another human, like me, to handle."
As he spoke, Lin Qian conjured a transparent crystal sphere filled with crimson liquid and hurled it onto Qin Feiyu's corpse.
In an instant, scorching flames engulfed the body. Only then did Lin Qian look back at the slender Swift Shadow Clan member and say, "You're nothing but a tool I used. What right do you have to desecrate a human's body, even if he was my enemy? Understand? You're just a foreigner!"
The look in Lin Qian's eyes as he stared at the slender Swift Shadow Clan member was filled with killing intent.
The Swift Shadow Clan and Invisible Clan had been plotting for so long, aiming to take control of this small world and then attack the Sea Clan and Human Clan.
What happened in the Land of Beginning, where humans were enslaved by the Giant Ghost Clan and Dwarf Ghost Clan, had made Lin Qian realize that mercy towards a race hostile to humans was not an option.
When it came to such enemies, there were only two choices: either, like the Sea Clan, establish friendly relations and form alliances, or kill them all.
For these foreign enemies, mercy would only lead to harm, so there was no need for leniency.
Hearing Lin Qian's words, the slender Swift Shadow Clan member's face darkened with fury. This blatant insult only fueled the flames of anger burning within him.
"Human, do you even realize the situation you're in?" The Swift Shadow Clan member sneered, gesturing to the gathering crowd of his comrades. "This isn't pride; it's stupidity."
Yuan Xiang's ethereal figure beside Lin Qian sighed. "You stubborn boy, I warned you, but you wouldn't listen. This is what it means to walk into the lion's den. I'll burn the energy of this body to send you out of here. Don't resist."
"No need, Senior," Lin Qian raised his hand, signaling Yuan Xiang to stop. He casually looked around, seemingly unbothered by the gathering enemies. "Only a little over ten thousand of you? Too few. And for a clan that prides itself on speed, you've gathered far too densely. The foolish ones here are you, foreigners!"
As Lin Qian's words fell, he spread his arms wide and laughed. "My soldiers, a mere thousand of you are enough to wipe them out!"
With Lin Qian's declaration, beams of light suddenly appeared. A thousand heavily armored soldiers materialized from thin air.
Before the surrounding Swift Shadow Clan members could react, the newly appeared soldiers were already swinging their battle blades at them.
Slash!
Blood splattered as the Swift Shadow Clan members, caught off guard, fell one after another. Clutching their bleeding wounds, they collapsed to the ground, unwilling to accept their fate.
The slender Swift Shadow Clan member stared in shock at the thousand-strong armored army, rubbing his eyes in disbelief.
"Again, this...!" Yuan Xiang, witnessing the thousand armored soldiers materialize out of nowhere, couldn't believe his eyes.
However, the scene before him was real, not an illusion.
Yuan Xiang also noticed something unusual about these soldiers.
First, their strength was extraordinary. The aura they exuded was that of the Life and Death Stage, and the soul power swirling around them was a pale yellow, identical in appearance and build.
In contrast, the Swift Shadow Clan members varied in strength and appearance.
The Swift Shadow Clan's weapons were short and clearly designed for close combat and assassination. But when they managed to break through the soldiers' soul power defenses and strike their armor, sparks flew, leaving only shallow marks.
The Swift Shadow Clan members soon found themselves on the receiving end of the soldiers' retaliation. The long battle blades, infused with pale yellow soul power, mercilessly cut through their defenses, slicing them in half.
Just as Lin Qian had said earlier, the Swift Shadow Clan members had gathered too closely, leaving them no room to utilize their speed.
With the powerful soldiers now present, it was nothing short of a massacre.
Yuan Xiang also noticed that after each soldier killed a Swift Shadow Clan member, a faint crimson aura began to wrap around them. As this crimson aura intensified, the soldiers' strength seemed to grow.
For example, one soldier had initially fought a Life and Death Stage Swift Shadow Clan member for over twenty exchanges before defeating him. After killing two more, the crimson aura around him deepened, and he subsequently dispatched another Life and Death Stage opponent with just ten brutal strikes.
The more these soldiers killed, the stronger they became. Taking on ten or even twenty opponents at once was no longer a challenge.
However, Yuan Xiang observed that this crimson aura around the soldiers had its limits.
The slender Swift Shadow Clan member trembled as he watched his people being slaughtered, utterly helpless.
Earlier, he had scoffed at the notion that a mere thousand soldiers could defeat his ten thousand. But by the time he realized the truth, he was already surrounded by twenty soldiers.
These soldiers, now radiating a crimson aura, struck with a force that seemed impossible to believe.
"Who... who are they really?" Yuan Xiang turned to Lin Qian, asking in shock.
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