Chapter 736: 738
Even with the support of Wansheng Country behind him, Yang Yu had used most of his battle rits to exchange for Racial Essence.
Thinking of asking Wansheng Country for a set of Epic Level Equipnt, whether or not they could even gather such…
battle rits were not sufficient enough to take whatever he wanted from Wansheng Country.
If he casually made such big demands, it would leave a bad impression on Ming Dalak and Qian Xialan, which would be unfavorable for his subsequent promotion.
Black shadows curled around the sword blade, avoiding the shards of broken ice, as Yang Yu charged towards Changliu River.
Lowering his body, the Warhamr touched the ground, this ti, Changliu River released “Sacred Ripples” from the hamrhead.
Countless shards of glass, accompanied by surging Holy Light, splashed upwards.
Raising the Round Shield, he released “Interception,” and the glass shrapnel caused ripples upon the Illusion Shield as Yang Yu stepped into the debris and slid across the shattered ground.
As soon as “Sacred Ripples” ended, Yang Yu imdiately activated “Sudden Killing Intent” to increase his Speed and closed in on Changliu River, slashing at his chest.
Changliu River pulled up his Warhamr to defend, but it was still a step too late.
The black shadow attached to Yang Yu’s sword blade penetrated the armor and struck him directly.
Swinging his Warhamr, Changliu River slamd it towards Yang Yu.
But Yang Yu, as if he had already anticipated his action, easily dodged it.
Sohow, Yang Yu had already engraved all of Changliu River’s attack habits in his heart.
Changliu River had a premonition that the longer the fight dragged on, the more troubleso the Colorful-haired Masked Man would beco.
The Colorful-haired Masked Man would continually adjust his attack strategy against his own offense.
Perhaps, the Colorful-haired Masked Man had already spotted the habits he himself had never noticed, using them to predict his movents.
To knock down the Colorful-haired Masked Man, the best thod would be to go all out with his best moves right at the first engagent.
Wielding his Warhamr, Changliu River glanced beyond the “Holy Storm.”
The troops led by Yang Yu were eyeing him with covetous intent, a massive Ice Spear forming in front of Bai Jin’s Wand, while Iyas once again drew her Longbow, gathering more power of Holy Light.
The events that had just unfolded made it clear that the weakened “Holy Storm” made it difficult to withstand the attacks of Bai Jin and Iyas.
War was not about one or two individuals fighting alone.
Using a nurical advantage to crush the enemy, sotis double or even ten tis the opposition, was the norm.
The na of the Colorful-haired Masked Man was too well-known.
At the start of the battle, even though Changliu River had recognized that the two individuals behind the Colorful-haired Masked Man also possessed considerable strength, he decided to first deal with Yang Yu and then slowly dispose of the rest.
Dealing with the Colorful-haired Masked Man was the mission he was initially given.
But relying solely on himself, was no longer sufficient to complete that mission.
The bell signaling a retreat suddenly rang out, and the soldiers behind him began to adopt a formation for withdrawal.
Continuing to tangle with the Colorful-haired Masked Man would only result in vain effort.
To withdraw with dignity, he at least needed to gain so comndable achievents.
Enduring Yang Yu’s elusive attacks, Changliu River swept around with his Warhamr, the Holy Light spreading with the rotation of the hamr.
To avoid being affected by Holy Light, Yang Yu stepped a few paces back.
Seizing this chance, Changliu River’s Speed abruptly increased, he dissolved “Holy Storm’s” light screen and, brandishing his Warhamr, charged straight for Lotcar.
Iyas shot a sharp Light Arrow, and Bai Jin set aside the reinforcing “Ice Spear Technique” for the quicker “Frost Ice Arrow.”
Swinging his Warhamr, Changliu River shattered the incoming ranged Attack, and cast several blessings upon himself.
The Holy Light flickered back and forth on the Warhamr, striking at Lotcar.
Lotcar, carrying Bai Jin and Iyas, reacted in ti, swinging its body to dodge Changliu River’s first Attack.
But Changliu River did not give up, instantly drawing the Warhamr buried in the ground and he launched another strike at Lotcar.
This Attack was even faster and more forceful than the previous one.
Seeing that he was about to succeed, a blue, gelatinous substance rapidly shot out from behind an elf and leapt in front of Liu Chuan.
The object suddenly expanded several tis over, and when Liu Chuan’s warhamr struck it, it was as if he had hit a flow of water.
This “flow of water”, when rushed by him, spread even further.
The light blue substance turned into a large pancake and slapped onto Liu Chuan’s body.
“What is this…”
Liu Chuan could feel that the gelatinous substance wrapping around his body was alive.
Alive and semi-liquid, there was only one thing he could think of.
“A sli? Why would there be a sli here?”
Moreover, this sli had completely dissolved his attack.
A sli, that should be weak and helpless, had simply blocked his attack just like that.
Wait a minute…
Liu Chuan suddenly realized sothing was amiss; a normal sli would never be able to stop his attack.
There was only one possibility.
The sli that was now clinging to his body was very likely the legendary Royal Sli.
Liu Chuan tried to move his body but found that the sticky sli had bound his waist and clung to his arms.
Even if he could move his body, his movents were much slower than before.
Bai Jin and Iyas on Lotcar’s back adjusted their posture and launched an attack towards the nearby Liu Chuan.
Just as the ranged attack was about to hit him, a figure stepped in front of Liu Chuan, swinging dual blades to block all the incoming attacks for Liu Chuan,
“How unsightly! Is this supposed to be the chief of an elite force?”
Before Kui Yi could finish his sentence, Yang Yu suddenly appeared in front of him using “Protective Assistance Charge” and launched “Double-sided Slash” straight at his chest.
Kui Yi raised his dual swords, catching Yang Yu’s sword blade between them,
“It’s been a long ti, you’ve gotten much stronger than before.”
Yang Yu, who had crossed swords with Kui Yi before, of course rembered the man in front of him, and even if he didn’t know, he could find out who it was just by opening his panel.
Yang Yu could see that Kui Yi had grown a lot, however, on his status bar…
There was an icon that Yang Yu found sowhat familiar yet completely different, it was a pink heart icon frad in gold.
Releasing his sword blade, he tapped on the icon with a finger and drew out a new sword, Yang Yu, in one smooth motion, took in all the information displayed on the icon:
“???”: ??? Unable to be removed with ordinary potions or normal dispelling magic.
There was almost no information of any value.
Yang Yu swung his sword blade at Kui Yi once more.
At that mont, countless figures landed beside Bai Jin and the others; these people were all elites from the Luo Ze Empire.
Having taken a sword strike from Yang Yu, Kui Yi turned his head towards Liu Chuan, who was tightly entwined by the sli,
“For now, we will retreat.
Don’t waste any more ti, my troops and I will hold them off for a while!
Go! Hurry up and go!”
Seeing dozens of Luo Ze elites arrive, Liu Chuan thought he finally had a chance, but Kui Yi, upon speaking, urged him to leave quickly.
Luo Ze’s troops behind Liu Chuan had begun an orderly retreat at the sound of the bell.
On the side of Wansheng Country, due to the presence of “Holy Storm”, Yang Yu’s troops were either assisting elsewhere; or, they were just waiting in place for their grand general to support them.
Now, with “Holy Storm” gone, the Wansheng soldiers, no longer concerned about what lay behind, launched a charge.
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