infodatos Chapter 108 Hua Yu War Monarch
Chapter 108 Hua Yu War Monarch
Chapter 108 Hua Yu War Monarch
Hua Yu took a step forward and flashed towards the battlefield of the Wind Chasing Thunder Ape at an extremely fast speed.
locking?
You can lock your things, don't delay me from saving the monkey!
A flash of silver light appeared as Hua Yu stood in mid-air, blocking the path between the Wind Chasing Thunder Ape and the swarm of ghosts.
"Chirp chirp~~~"
Upon seeing its master come to its aid, the Wind Chasing Thunder Ape immediately let out a cry.
"Leave it to me, you continue dealing with it," Hua Yu said to the Wind Chasing Thunder Ape behind him without turning his head.
Seeing that Hua Yu completely disregarded his pressure, the ghostly tyrant was enraged and transformed into a cloud of black mist, charging towards him.
As the black mist drew closer, Hua Yu's expression remained unchanged, but this time, its eyes turned into an eerie transparent color.
"call!"
Hua Yu let out a long breath.
We need to eliminate the thousands of ghosts and the five ghost ministers ahead before that black mist arrives, otherwise no beast on the field will be able to stop this army.
Even a small green dragon won't do.
It already has to deal with about ten commanders, and if these five ghost ministers are added, even it will be difficult.
Only one chance!
Strange musical notes emerged from Hua Yu's lips and drifted slowly in the air.
"The Soul-Teasing Melody," Hua Yu murmured softly.
As soon as he finished speaking, a guqin (a traditional Chinese stringed instrument) suddenly appeared.
The next moment, the notes floating in the air seemed to receive the next instruction and transformed into strings.
The strings were plucked, and the sound of the zither was like ripples, sometimes gentle and sometimes rapid.
The ripples spread outwards very gently, passing through the ghostly army without causing any harm.
"fall from the sky!"
The suffix "magic" was only truly revealed at this moment.
Meanwhile, the ghostly army, who had previously felt nothing upon hearing the music, now felt the surrounding air and their own bodies vibrating rapidly.
When the frequency of oscillation is fast enough, everything can be pulverized.
Moreover, this shockwave spread from the outside in, first destroying the body, then the soul, until the final step was completed, at which point the slow, gentle zither music completely dissipated.
As the music faded, the dark mass of ghosts also vanished without a trace.
"Hooray~~~"
The black mist created by the gathering of ghost soldiers disappeared, but soon a larger, denser black mist appeared.
"puff!"
Red, the most vibrant color, appears utterly inconspicuous against the backdrop of black mist.
Black devoured red!
"Bang!"
Hua Yu, spitting out a mouthful of blood, crashed heavily to the ground.
If he hadn't used the power of the Azure Wind and the Space element at the crucial moment, the Ghost Tyrant's collision would have broken all his bones.
Despite not being a ghostly creature known for its physical strength, it managed to inflict such severe injuries simply by crashing into something.
This was the first time Hua Yu had witnessed the power of a monarch-level creature.
At the high level, he could instantly kill commander-level beings with his talent as a victim of disaster. After entering the super level, he couldn't help but get a little arrogant. He once thought that now that he was super level, could he instantly kill monarch-level demons?
But reality taught him a harsh lesson!
Once a demon reaches the monarch level, a complete upheaval occurs.
A high-level mage might be able to swagger in front of a commander-level undead, just like the demon man who single-handedly killed a commander.
But how many high-level mages dare to face a monarch-level creature alone?
Even a minor monarch is not someone that can be easily killed by mages under forbidden spells.
Hua Yu stood up from the ground, threw the broken earphones aside, and casually wiped the bloodstains from the corner of his mouth.
He no longer needed to pay attention to the surrounding battle situation.
After eliminating five Ghost Ministers in one fell swoop, all the remaining Commander-level Undead were now under control. It wouldn't be long before the outcome of the other battlefields was decided.
Right now, only the big boss in front of us remains.
Oh, right, it's a big boss in an enraged state.
The remaining undead are all underlings of other monarchs. The Ghost Tyrant doesn't care about their lives at all; he only knows that all his soldiers are dead!
The humans before my eyes!
I'll kill you!
"Hooray~~~"
The ghostly tyrant swooped down like a black meteorite, its figure shrouded in thick black mist, making it appear exceptionally ferocious and terrifying.
The black mist seemed to come alive, rapidly condensing into long, black spears that gleamed with a cold light.
Like raindrops, they poured down from the sky, crashing straight down on Hua Yu.
"A thousand-foot-high demonic wind!"
"Wind Tracks. Drifting Shadows!"
Black wind trails formed, and Hua Yu stepped on the black wind, constantly dodging the spears.
At the same time, the Ghostly Tyrant was not idle; its claws, hidden beneath the black mist, swung towards Hua Yu.
"Instantaneous teleportation!"
This was the move that Hua Yu had spent the most time practicing recently, and only when he actually used it in a battle did he realize just how effective it was.
Two streaks of silver light flashed in the air.
The next moment, Hua Yu's figure appeared several hundred meters away.
"Kill Music. Longsword!"
"Mind Control. Sword Slash!"
With a furious shout, Hua Yu's eyes gleamed with a strange light.
The left eye turned silver, while the right eye became colorless.
Double-Edged Blade!
One horizontal and one vertical, two sharp beams shot towards the black mist.
This was not the end. The silver light in Hua Yu's left eye gradually dissipated, replaced by a deep black.
At the same time, a gust of wind howled, forming a strong airflow around him, emitting a series of low roars.
Sound moves with the wind!
A massive, malevolent slash followed closely behind the two sharp beams, one horizontal and one vertical, in front of it.
"Wind Demon Sound Slash!"
Having merged with the power of the Heavenly Seed, Qingfeng transformed into a black, malevolent wind. This move was far stronger than before, seemingly capable of tearing apart the void.
Three fierce attacks intertwined, forming a terrifying web of death that hurtled towards the black mist.
"Hooray~~~"
The ghostly tyrant roared, summoning back all the scattered black mist.
The dense black fog, almost tangible, formed black doors before it.
"Bang!"
Sonic booms continued to occur.
Seven massive black gates shattered in succession, and the momentum of the three slashes weakened considerably.
The ghostly tyrant shielded itself with its wings, enduring the subsequent attacks.
The three slashes struck its body, but only caused it to sway slightly.
Immediately afterwards, the Ghostly Tyrant's wings flapped down with a "whoosh," creating a fierce wind.
The powerful airflow almost made Hua Yu lose his balance, and he instinctively took a few steps back.
However, at that moment, two wisps of black mist rose from the ground and wrapped around Hua Yu's legs.
At that moment, Hua Yu's eyes suddenly widened!
Oops!
Instantaneous movement was actually restricted.
The ghostly tyrant seemed to have been waiting for this opportunity, its five claws outstretched as it lunged at Hua Yu.
"Ugh~~~"
Sensing the danger posed by Hua Yu, the little green dragon suddenly let out a roar.
At the same time, a cloud of black mist appeared again around Hua Yu.
However, the color of this fog was even darker than the fog that bound his legs!
That was a completely different feeling for Hua Yu.
(End of this chapter)