บท 107: Chapter 106: The War on the Undead(9)
In the eastern part of Skysea City, a battle of two special individuals was taking place within several piles and even mountains of corpses.
The sounds of metal and metal striking at each other sounded out within a blood filled street. A long, silver colored, five-prong trident parried a large grey colored broadsword away, before launching several thrusts with lightning speed at the user of the broadsword, only for all of his attacks to be deflected by the flat surface of the broadsword.
"Tsk, bastard." Tang Wulin cursed as he stopped his attack. He felt the powerful tremors travelling across from his trident, to his arms and then his entire body. It was the soul skill of the person using the broadsword in front of him: it reflects any physical attacks of his opponents do to him and back to them, with twice the damage, from what he could gather from fighting him for over ten minutes.
Blood travelled down his face and dropped down on either the ground or his now bloody stained white shirt. The vibration he felt had worsen his injuries even more.
Unlike the black clothes that his friends wore, Tang Wulin wore white clothes that consists of a long overcoat over a white tank top, baggy long pants and black combat boots.
"Hmph. Although you're only a soul grandmaster, your physical strength equals to that of a Soul Ancestor. Interesting! If I was still human, I would have recruited you into joining my Skysea Academy. Shame." A masculine and gruff voice sounded out.
Standing in front of Tang Wulin, and easily matching his trident with a broadsword with one hand, was a pale skinned middle aged man, with a muscular figure, with a small bush of moustache under his nose, piercing green eyes, nape-long black hair and an average, stern looking, face. He wore a buttoned up, long-sleeved, white t-shirt;with the sleeves folded up to his elbows, coupled with a long dark-blue pants and black shoes.
He was like your average elite office worker. He looked entirely out of place with a broadsword in hand, five soul rings around him, and in a corpse and blood filled street.
"On what? That you're no longer human or the fact that you devoured your fellow colleagues and your students?!" Tang Wulin spat, disgust and contempt on his face as he glared at the ghoul. He tightened his grip on his weapon when he heard the ghoul grunt in reply.
"Both." The ghoul calmly rose his broadsword over his face to block the sharp tips of the silver trident, threatening to pierce through his head and destroy his brain.
With veins throbbing around his face, clear anger and killing intent, Tang Wulin let out a roar before he retracted his trident for a moment; deep blue circuit lines appearing all around his body and his weapon, and he began letting out fierce flurry thrusts to the ghoul who blocked it all with his broadsword.
The ghoul was easily defending himself against him. He was clearly toying with him. Even still, he continued on with the attack.
Even as he trudge through the blood, flesh and dead bodies on the streets to advanced his attack, he didn't falter.
For the sake of his friends, for the people who had died here, he would continue on fighting.
Tang Wulin's attacks became a blur. One moment it was just one spear, then a moment later it became three. Then ten. Twenty. Fifty. Seventy. Then hundreds!
It was all due to the spear aura surrounding Tang Wulin and his weapon: making him and his weapon stronger, especially his spear attacks.
Training under Xiu Ye for over half a year had clearly made him progressed greatly on his spear techniques and the comprehension of his spearmanship.
Nonetheless, the ghoul easily parried back the five thrusts simultaneously launched at him and the following more after that.
Even just a half a year of training wasn't enough to account to years of experience and higher cultivation base.
"Give up kid." The ghoul said emotionlessly, clearly he was getting bored. "You can't win against me. I am one of the seven ghoul generals under the Great Dragon Ghoul Sage, Xian Long. Forget about my cultivation base as a Soul Emperor, just my ghoul physiology is enough to deal the likes of you You stand no chance against me kid."
Tang Wulin growled, his attacks becoming even more faster and powerful, "Then why don't you just eat me and finish this!"
Xian Long grunted, slightly feeling the attacks now, and said with a grin, "Trust me kid, I do. I really, really, do want to eat you; ripping out your flesh from your bones, crushing said bones in my mouth, savoring your organs while listening to you scream... But, orders are orders. I couldn't defy the orders given by my leader, as much as I am tempted to, he would destroy me. If there was anything left of what I was once was as a human being, then it was self preservation. I don't want to die."
Tang Wulin narrowed his eyebrows down further as he changed his attacks into hacks and slashes. He moved with purpose, launching a quick and precised attacks at Xian Long, who now started to feel a little hard in defending himself against his attacks until he finally started fighting back.
With a large swipe of his broadsword at the trident, it completely stopped Tang Wulin's attacks and made him jumped back.
He warily stared at Xian Long, his trident, posed and ready to strike at any moment, asked.
"Why does he want me?"
Xian Long rested his broadsword on his right shoulder and shrugged, "Don't know, don't care. The leader didn't specified the reason as to why he wanted you, and some other kids, to be in his hands. The other ghoul generals and I never asked as well."
'Well ain't that fantastic.' Tang Wulin internally said, sarcastically.
He had started conversation with Xian Long because he wanted to grasp some information about the other high-tier ghouls and possibly even the whereabouts of Na Nali.
Although Xie Xie had already reported, and verified, that the group of evil soul masters' headquarters are at Black Orchid Hotel: it still wasn't certain that the higher ranks of their group and Na Nali were also there.
'Thankfully I've gotten a couple of key information.' Tang Wulin thought. 'There are a total of seven ghouls at the same level or higher as the ghoul in front of me called, the seven ghoul generals. Moreover they have a leader called Great Dragon Ghoul Sage, judging by its name or title, it's probably the same soul sage ghoul that is said to be leading a huge horde of undead; as there was no further reports of a second soul sage ghoul.'
'Tsk. Me and a group of Battle Hall agents were just cleaning up this area when this ghoul appeared. Before we could do anything, the bastard had actually slaughtered everyone! I was only lucky to survive because of Atlanna's mystical barrier shielding me from most of his devastating attacks.'
Tang Wulin closed his eyes, a look of frustration and resignation on his face, 'Everyone, I'm sorry. I want to avenge you all but I can't. Although I have the capability of killing a Soul King but this one is a ghoul. It's impossible for me to kill him with my current situation.'
Because they don't feel pain, ghouls are capable of equipping a higher level of battle armor than they normally do.
One-word Battle Armor requirement to be equipped for a soul master, is a minimum of five rings and possibly even four if they have the physique of a Soul King to handle the strain. Two-word Battle Armor is for a seven-ringed soul master, Soul Sage, three-word Battle Armor is for a nine-ringed soul master, Titled Douluo, and a four-word Battle Armor could only be equipped by a Limit Douluo.
However, ghouls without pain perception or have higher pain tolerance than normal soul masters, could easily disregard such requirements.
'For being a ghoul general and a Soul King ghoul, this Xian Long might have a two-word Battle Armor.' Tang Wulin felt cold sweat dripping down by the side of his face. 'I'm wounded and have around twenty to thirty percent of soul power left; there's no chance for me in killing this undead, especially if he decided to stop underestimating me and bring out his Battle Armor.'
'I have to break through this predicament!'
"Okay. Enough playing around, it's time for me to–" He widened his eyes as he stared to see several droplets of water appearing in front of his eyes; seemingly from below him. He looked down to see several holes had appeared on both of his legs.
'When did he-?' Xian Long frowned.
To any normal human, that amount of damage done to their legs would have made them unable to move around and can no longer continue to fight. But to an undead such as himself? It was nothing, as they don't feel any pain and regenerate as long as they are able to eat and absorb the life force of a human being.
But it was enough to distract him, and Tang Wulin used that moment of distraction to spin his trident around in front of him and channeled his soul power in the trident and summoned a huge tide of water, out of thin air, gathering over his trident like a cyclone.
On his forehead, a fading golden trident appeared and shone brightly as the sun!
Waterstream!
The water surged forward and launched itself towards Xian Long like a circular tidal wave, engulfing him in a huge stream of water.
Xian Long narrowed his eyes, feeling the pressure of the water against his body and how it was slowly pushing him back with his feet.
He was sure that if he wasn't an undead, he would have already been sent flying by the giant, circular jet stream of water.
He raised his broadsword over his head. His first soul ring shone and covered his martial soul in a bright yellow light.
First soul ring skill, Sharpened. It makes his martial soul more sharp and easily cut through almost anything, including a wave of water.
Xian Long swung his broadsword down, splitting the water into two. The water soon splashed down onto the blood stained road.
His indifferent expression soon turned into a worried one, he mumbled, "Ah shit, I forgot that you were in front of me."
He stared at where his target was supposed to be, only for him to have disappeared.
"Please don't be dead, I don't want to get killed by leader..." He then yelled out, "Oi! You still alive?"
For a moment, there was only silence, until Xian Long's ears picked up the distant sounds of footsteps, which is getting more distant.
He looked over his shoulder, his pair of green eyes sharpened with a glint of red. Suddenly, there was a bright dark purple light radiating on him.
"You want to escape? I was given the order to capture you by my leader, you really dream of escaping me? I was just playing around with you because you're a very talented kid, seeing that ignited my personality when I was a teacher. Now however..." Suddenly, he was covered in a thick and bulky dark purple suit of armor; making him like he was a knight with his broadsword by his side. A pair of cicada like wings sprouted behind his back and started to vibrate.
"Games, are over."
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