Zither Emperor Chapter 132 Chapter 34 Hero or Criminal

132: Chapter 34 Hero or Criminal?

(Part 1)_1 132: Chapter 34 Hero or Criminal?

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Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom…

Perkins and Dysis, surrounded in the center by the tremendous body, didn’t even have the chance to dodge.

The Falcon Dragons and their Dragon Knights were already crashing down like meteorites.

Five hundred Falcon Dragons, along with five hundred Dragon Knights of Intermediate Rank or above Yellow rank, plummeting down, more than half targeting the area around the Behemoth Beast.

It was a pletely devastating impact.

At this moment, the Behemoth Beast finally revealed their most formidable side.

As the Falcon Dragons came crashing down from the sky, Golden Behemoth Dysis immediately straightened his body, his arms stretching out nearly fifteen meters.

His previously retracted claws snapped out in an instant.

Watching the Falcon Dragons plunge madly, his Hundred-inch Claws ferociously tore horizontally and shredded a Falcon Dragon and its Dragon Knight in a blink.

Perkins roared, “Anti-air attack.

Behemoth goes berserk.” Without any time to rest, the Behemoth Beasts went berserk again.

Their already mountain-parable bodies, under the effects of berserk, their granite-like muscles further intensified, instantly maximizing their attack and defense abilities.

Amidst the crazed frenzy, a total of eighty-six Behemoths brandished their Hundred-inch Claws at the sky.

Even the injured Frenzied Behemoths seemed to forget their wounds, pushing their strength to the limit to meet this unbelievable kamikaze attack with the madness of burning blood.

Only a small number of Falcon Dragons crashed among the warriors of the Three Beastman Tribes.

pared to the previous ground Dragon Tamers’ Dragon BLAST, the effects generated by the Falcon Dragons upon impact were much greater.

Within a radius of a hundred meters, flesh was scattered everywhere, including the Dragon Knights’ gear and the Falcon Dragons themselves, all being part of the murderous capability.

The remaining warriors of the Three Beastman Tribes were hit fatally once more.

At this point, they couldn’t even be described as routed because the only Beastmen able to stand were those Behemoth Beasts swinging their Hundred-inch Claws with unimaginably strong arms.

As the strongest among the Behemoth Beasts, Dysis and Perkins bore the most impact.

Although they didn’t care about the deaths of other Beastmen species, they took exceptional care of their own kind, for the number of Behemoth Beasts was far too scarce.

They were beings who could rival true giant dragons!

Every time a Frenzied Behemoth couldn’t hold on, Dysis and Perkins would immediately pull them close and take on the falling impacts from the sky themselves.

The most damage to the Behemoth Beasts was caused by the explosion at the moment of impact.

The immense force of the collision was incredibly hard for the Frenzied Behemoths to deal with.

Even Golden Behemoth Dysis and Perkins, after bearing the brunt of numerous Falcon Dragon impacts, felt their arms go numb and all the claws on their hands were shattered.

As a shrill, piercing whistling noise resembling the tearing of silk filled the air, “Dragon Flight Movement” finally ended.

The seven strings of the Desolate Dragon Breath Zither snapped simultaneously, and the silver threads connected by Ye Yinzhu’s spiritual imprint vanished at the same time, with all the Mages collapsing to the ground unconscious.

As the faint purple light faded, the strong and formidable aura of bloodshed on Ye Yinzhu’s body also disappeared.

At this very moment, his body began to tremble slightly.

It was slaughter, real slaughter.

And what he had directly killed were not enemies, but his own side’s warriors—the most elite and precious Dragon Knights.

A total of one thousand and sixty Dragon Tamers, along with five hundred Falcon Dragon Knights, were all destroyed in that one piece, “Dragon Flight Movement.”

Who said Divine Music Masters were Chicken Rib Mages?

Even if there were several real Zi rank Grand Sorcerers here, they definitely couldn’t withstand a Plundering Legion with over eighty Behemoth Beasts.

But, Ye Yinzhu did it.

The sacrifice was huge, but after all, he did it.

The Behemoth Beasts collapsed one by one beside Perkins and Dysis.

They weren’t dead; their solid defensive power had saved their lives, but without exception, all were severely injured, their massive bodies pletely stained red with the blood splattered from the self-detonating Earth Dragons and Falcon Dragons.

Judging from their injuries, it was impossible to recover without a long period of rest.

At this moment, the two Golden Behemoths were not just angry, they even started to feel a sense of panic rarely found in their kind.

Although their fierce fighting had saved the lives of all the Behemoth Beasts, the eighty-four of them, including four Silver Behemoths, had entirely lost their bat effectiveness.

Confident as they might be, they knew it was impossible to evacuate all their kin.

Moreover, until now, they had not engaged in real battle; they didn’t know what further attacks the Milanese people would bring.

In their panic, the two Golden Behemoths simultaneously turned their gaze towards the top of Konya City’s walls.

They both understood that the terrifying scene just now was entirely caused by that white-robed, black-haired mage.

It was the spiritual fluctuation of the Grand Sorcerer level and the somber zither sounds that had led to the plete rout of their forces.

Meanwhile, Ye Yinzhu was facing the biggest crisis since he began practicing Zither Magic.

Including himself, the spiritual power of all forty mages was pletely exhausted.

With those chaotic emotions infiltrating their vulnerable state, Ye Yinzhu felt as if his brain was about to explode; he could no longer pay attention to the outside world.

The excruciating pain was torturing him to the brink of life and death, and even with his resolute will, he couldn’t help but cry out, his body convulsing violently, large beads of sweat streaming down his forehead, his previously refined demeanor gone without a trace.

Sura and Feschera had long been stunned by everything happening outside the city; it was only when Ye Yinzhu suddenly exhibited extreme pain that they reacted.

Sura was the first to rush towards Ye Yinzhu, but before she could get close, an intense Douqi burst forth from Ye Yinzhu’s body, flinging her away.

Feschera didn’t fare much better than Sura; though he wore heavy armor, his Douqi was not as strong as Sura’s.

Under the influence of the Yellow Bamboo Douqi released by Ye Yinzhu, Feschera slammed into the battlements, his body trembling.

The effect of the “Dragon Flight Movement” was even more terrifying than Ye Yinzhu had imagined, but the side effects of the Mental Sharing Magic he used were also much greater than he anticipated.

How could one endlessly borrow spiritual power?

The Mental Sharing Magic, normally, at most allows for the borrowing of two mages’ spiritual power similar to one’s own.

Yet he had borrowed the spiritual power of thirty-nine mages, the plicated emotions within those powers almost inconceivably immense.

Previously, with the substantial support of spiritual power, Ye Yinzhu had managed to suppress those noisy emotions.

However, after the pletion of the “Dragon Flight Movement” and a significant overdraw of spiritual power, he no longer had the strength to protect himself.

His defenses collapsed in an instant, and the Spiritual Imprint above his head trembled violently, the once-clear Silver Star starting to grow increasingly illusory, as if it could shatter at any moment.

Just as Ye Yinzhu felt his spirit about to collapse, unable to control the immense and tumultuous emotions any longer, suddenly, a heart-shaped silver light burst forth in front of his chest.

The silver light, not particularly strong but thick like a solid substance, instantly transformed into a heart-shaped silver sphere that rose and shot straight into the Spiritual Imprint above Ye Yinzhu’s head, merging with it in the blink of an eye.

Ye Yinzhu felt a warm energy on his forehead, like a vast abyss, endlessly devouring those chaotic energies, with immediate results that stabilized his close-to-collapsing spirit.

The pain brought by those thirty-nine tumultuous emotions lessened as they were progressively devoured.

His crisis was finally suppressed.

What saved Ye Yinzhu was the Mind Protection from the Three-set of God’s Protection given to him by Director Nia of the Divine Music Department.

The Mind Protection, which seemed to have the least use ordinarily, became Ye Yinzhu’s lifesaving treasure at this moment.

With its special spiritual fluctuation, it forcibly expelled the chaotic emotions in Ye Yinzhu’s mind, stabilizing his Spiritual Imprint.

While Ye Yinzhu was gradually retrieving his Spiritual Imprint and recovering with the help of Mind Protection, the remaining two Golden Behemoths of the Beastman Plundering Army on the battlefield went berserk.

Since birth, Dysis and Perkins had never suffered such a great loss.

Not only were the subordinates they brought nearly annihilated, but even their own kin were severely injured.

Under such intense provocation, the Berserk nature inherent to the Golden Behemoths was fully triggered.

They were beyond caring about any consequences; at this very moment, the ferocious eyes of the two Golden Behemoths were fixed on Ye Yinzhu atop Konya’s walls, who was currently in a weakened state.

They were clear that it was the young-looking mage who was the root cause of the Plundering Legion’s total defeat.

Dysis let out an enraged roar to the sky, and despite having spent a great deal of physical strength, his body still burst forth with a flame-like golden yellow light.

With a sudden step forward with his left foot, he shot forward a hundred meters, skipping over the tribe members lying injured on the ground, and upon landing, his vast paw pletely sank into the earth.

The golden light emanating from his body instantly concentrated on his right fist which came down like an immensely solid gold hammer, violently striking the ground.

This time, it was no indiscriminate attack, nor was it any part of a ranged Douqi attack.

It was still absolute power, yet the Golden Behemoth Dysis, known as Gold Blast, demonstrated his formidable strength in a unique manner.

Simultaneously with Dysis’s punch, Perkins took a few running steps from behind him.

His massive body surprisingly leaped into the air, his left foot heavily stepping on Dysis’s back as broad as a fortress.

His body rebounded with the help of the leverage, shooting towards Konya’s city walls like a golden sun.

It’s worth noting that the entire wall of Konya City wasn’t even as tall as a Golden Behemoth!