1272 The Bitterness of Poverty
Lightning descended and turned into thousands of lightning swords rushing down.
All the lightning force seemed to have been completely drained, turning into the sword in Wang Teng's hand.
Tens of thousands of dark apparitions were slaughtered with this weapon!
Countless dark apparitions wailed in fear. They were either nailed to the ground or split in two. Their heads and hearts were shattered, leaving no chance to survive.
Tourbe saw everything happen from a distance and paled even more.
What a terrifying blow!
Had he been a bit slower to escape just then, he would have been hit by that.
What in the world is this human?
An ordinary martial warrior would have never had the means to harness such horrifying power.
Such a genius couldn't be left alive; he had to be eradicated as soon as possible. Otherwise, it would definitely become a serious problem for the dark apparitions.
Tourbe's eyes kept flickering. A fierce light flashed in his eyes as he stared at the five people stalling him while the sword he held glowed brightly. He had to get away from them as soon as possible and leave that place.
Ordinary apparitions dying there would be inconsequential. But not for him.
Boom!
A murderous aura gushed out of Tourbe's body, seemingly using some secret technique to forcibly raise his strength. He became extremely fierce as he rushed to break the encirclement kept by Huo Qiya and the others.
"Be careful!"
Huo Qiya and the others' expressions changed. None of them dared to be negligent; they executed their strongest battle techniques.
Huo Qiya used his Savage Elephant Form and stomped in the air.
Wei Tong also used a physical battle technique. His body was like steel, even making metallic sounds when hit.
Jira was a wood element martial warrior. Her constellation wood force turned into vines and caged Tourbe as she tried to wrap his body.
Feng Gang's blade sent out a fierce golden blade glow and a powerful blade ultima erupted, which filled the sky with blade luminescence.
Marly's movements were strange and fast as he circled around Tourbe, stabbing him with a short sword from time to time. It was impossible to guard against this.
The strength of the five deputy commanders wasn't for show. Everyone had their unique techniques and were powerful in their own right.
Underestimating them would mean death.
Wang Teng stood within the rune array and breathed a sigh of relief.
The dark clouds in the sky were already on the verge of collapse, and the lightning force was about to be depleted.
The last blow he dealt had drained all of the lightning; otherwise, he would have lasted longer.
It was no longer necessary, though.
Wang Teng's aim was to deal a decisive blow. He didn't have time to whittle them down.
After a while, the dark clouds finally collapsed and dissipated.
The Mystic Heaven Lightning Sword Array was finally unable to hold it in anymore and collapsed, turning into countless light spots before it vanished.
It had fulfilled its purpose.
Many powerful dark apparitions had survived; some even wept with joy, thankful that they were still alive.
But they couldn't stay happy for long.
"Soldiers, kill them!" said a cold voice coming from the sky.
The Tiger Strike Force's martial warriors had already been waiting for a long time. All of them felt invigorated as they charged into the 13th frontline.
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
Frightening battle cries shook heaven and earth, as if wanting to overturn the sky.
The dark apparitions at the frontline looked flustered. They had suffered heavy injuries due to the lightning sword bombardment and were barely alive. How could they withstand the attacks of so many martial warriors?
The dark apparitions had already lost their will to fight and moved to flee.
"Don't let them escape, kill them!"
Every captain issued orders to their teams to attack in formations, surrounding and killing the dark creatures.
Wang Teng didn't pay attention to the battle below; he merely looked at the sky in the distance. A trace of battle intent appeared in his eyes.
Boom!
In an instant, he vanished from his spot.
Tourbe—who was battling Huo Qiya and the others—suddenly changed his expression. He threw a punch to his right, before he even had the time to think about it.
Bang!
There was a muffled sound.
Tourbe's face looked horrified. He was thrown back for more than ten meters.
A hundred meters was considered a short distance during battles between cosmos stage martial warriors, let alone a mere dozen meters.
However, Tourbe couldn't stay calm. He was fully aware of his own strength; not even Huo Qiya and the others could knock him back. Still, the sudden attack was able to do it. The opponent's strength couldn't be underestimated.
Tourbe stared at a point in space and saw a figure slowly stepping out.
It was Wang Teng!
"It's you!" Tourbe was taken aback; his face looked dreadful.
He initially thought that the human would only have a chance to force him into a corner using the array; for him to be so powerful without it was completely unexpected.
This is not a celestial stage martial warrior!
Even if he were a cosmos stage martial warrior, he wouldn't believe it.
"Commander!"
"Commander!"
…
Huo Qiya and the others felt elated by Wang Teng's arrival.
"Hmm," Wang Teng nodded and said without looking back, "Go and deal with the remaining dark apparitions. Leave this to me."
"Yes!"
Huo Qiya and the others understood how powerful their leader was; they nodded and left without any hesitation.
Kings fight kings, while generals fight generals!
The remaining dark apparitions were powerful; there were even some low-tier devil emperors. If they didn't offer a hand, the celestial stage martial warriors would definitely be incapable of stopping them.
"Hmph!" Tourbe scoffed when he saw the deputy commanders leaving. "You're very confident, to actually dare face me alone when you're just a celestial stage martial warrior."
"It's not bad. I think I'm a little confident in dealing with a crow-bat hybrid like you," Wang Teng replied calmly.
"Bastard!" Tourbe was extremely infuriated.
This human's tongue is too sharp!
He was from a noble vampire race. He wasn't a blood crow, a bat or a hybrid.
Damn it!
"Ah, seems like I got it right. I'm so smart." Wang Teng rubbed his chin as he sized up his opponent with great interest.
He was intrigued about that vampire foe. The previous ones he had met only turned into bats, while that one could turn into a blood crow. It had to be from a different breed.
Wang Teng used the Eyes of Essence. His pupils became dark, but they suddenly froze.
His Eyes of Essence failed!
He could only see a blurred dark-red shadow, with some trace of purple. There wasn't a proper view, as if pixelated.
Eyes of Essence had failed for the first time. He was unable to see what his opponent really was.
This came as a true surprise for Wang Teng.
Looks like it's time to improve the Eyes of Essence, Wang Teng thought.
Despair overcame him when he looked at the blank spaces in his attributes board.
There was nothing!
Wang Teng suddenly remembered. He used up his blank attributes to improve his alchemy attributes when he was making the Xuanyang Soul Restoring Pills.
Damn it!
He looked up to the sky while his face was filled with the bitterness of poverty.
