491: Chapter 153: The First Battle of the Six Paths of Reincarnation: Cavalry (Middle) 491: Chapter 153: The First Battle of the Six Paths of Reincarnation: Cavalry (Middle) His once powerful dragon legs now seemed incapable of supporting his body, uncontrollably staggering backwards.
The enormous blue dragon head deeply buried itself between his own legs, not even daring to gaze upon Zi for a moment.
The appearance of the Amethyst Behemoth indeed caused a shock.
On Qin City’s side, the leaders of the Eight Eastern Dragon Clans widened their eyes in astonishment, especially the Chrysanthemum Clan Master Wei Lingfeng, who had once crossed hands with Zi.
He stood dumbfounded, muttering to himself, “What, what kind of monster is this?
Is this its true form?”
Zi simply stood there quietly.
By now, his aura had traveled far and wide.
It wasn’t only the rank Nine Giant dragon retreating, but also the four Heavy Cavalry Corps of the Central Army of the Milan Army Northern Group, which were closest to Zi.
They were the first to have their mounts let out widespread cries of distress.
Before the immense oppressive presence of the Amethyst Behemoth, a moment of chaos ensued, with feces and urine everywhere, as countless mount beasts collapsed to the ground.
Let alone these ordinary beasts, even the Dragon Knight Brigade of a thousand was prostrate on the ground.
The Dragon Tamers buried their heads between their legs, shaking violently, refusing to raise their heads no matter how their masters whipped them.
Only the mounts of the sixteen Dragon Knights were fairing slightly better.
Although these real dragons did not lose control of their bowels, they were still trembling incessantly like chaff.
This was an outpouring of aura.
As the sole existence of the Amethyst Clan, how many years had Zi endured in silence?
Today, he could finally reveal the authentic aura of the Amethyst Behemoth before tens of thousands of Humans, without the need for any disguise.
The momentary pleasure made the amethyst bloodline within his body seem to ignite, and the surging specific aura of the Amethyst Clan erupted uncontrollably from him.
On the Ryuzakinus Continent, the majority of the existing magical beasts originated from the once most prosperous era of the Northernmost Wilderness.
Although they are not Beastmen, at the beginning, they were either panions or food for the Beastmen.
The appearance of the Amethyst Behemoth, the most powerful Divine Beast of the Beastman Tribe, even if he wasn’t fully matured or at the peak of the Amethyst Behemoth, his aura was not something these ordinary magical beasts could resist.
The sudden change in the situation on the field excited those from Qin City, who had thought the Six Paths of Reincarnation battle doubtful, while the orderly Milan Army was thrown into widespread chaos.
The panic among their mounts spread like a plague, and almost instantly, all front-line Cavalry had lost their bat capabilities.
Zi’s hair flowed in the wind, standing there proudly, his twenty-five-meter-tall stature appearing as a column that supported the heavens, “Yin Zhu, united we stand as brothers.”
Ye Yinzhu raised his head with a smile, shouting vigorously, “Together, we are invincible.” His body, clad in white, leaped into the air, ascending straight to a height of fifteen meters.
Zi extended his right hand to support Ye Yinzhu’s foot, and with that boost, he softly landed on Zi’s shoulder.
A giant purple figure overlooked the scene with a white silhouette standing on it—Ye Yinzhu now occupied the highest point in the arena, standing with his hands behind his back, looking down upon the world with an air of disdain.
Who said a mount must always be ridden on its back?
Ye Yinzhu proved to tens of thousands present that shoulders could be just as reliable a perch.
Marshall Martin’s expression was ugly.
Having clashed with the Thunder God Tribe at the Northern Border for many years, he recognized the familiar yet foreign aura from Zi the moment it revealed its true form.
“Are you a Behemoth?” Marshall Martin managed to control his steed from retreating further and asked in a deep voice.
Indeed, that was the aura of a Behemoth Beast.
But since when did Behemoth Beasts have the power to terrify tens of thousands of Cavalry mounts?
The height of a Golden Behemoth is seventeen meters, yet the giant purple Behemoth in front of him was at least twenty-five meters tall.
Could it be that he is an aberration within the Behemoth Beasts?
The Amethyst Behemoth had not appeared in this world for far too long.
Even someone as powerful as Marshall Martin could not immediately recall the emergence of a Divine Beast.
Ye Yinzhu raised his right hand, and a dark red light flashed in an instant.
The Phoenix Feather, with its aura of darkness and fire, won through the Seven Nations, Seven Dragons ranking battle, appeared in his grasp.
“Marshal Martin, shall we begin?” Ye Yinzhu did not underestimate Marshall Martin either.
Just as Marshall Martin had anticipated, by selecting the first Cavalry Battle, he intended to force Martin into conflict with him.
If he could beat Marshall Martin, it would doubtlessly crush the morale of the opponents.
Such a decision by Ye Yinzhu was not impulsive or reckless, nor was it based on luck.
The Cavalry Battle was indeed one of the events in which he had the greatest hope of victory, along with the final prehensive battle.
With Zi’s assistance, Ye Yinzhu knew that among the Cavalry Battle events, this was the one where victory was most easily within his grasp.
What other beast could pare with Zi?
Unless, at that moment, Marshall Martin’s mount had turned into a Giant Divine Dragon.
A trace of resolute light shone in Martin’s eyes, “Old pal, are you really that afraid of it?
Could our pride of several decades be shattered in this moment?”
The Giant Water Dragon slowly raised its head, “No, my friend Martin.
It’s not that I fear its strength, but its aura is something I simply cannot contend with.
Only the mightiest of our Dragon Clan can match it.
For, what you see before you is no ordinary Behemoth, but the emperor among the Behemoth Beasts, the legendary chief of the Four Great Divine Beasts of the Beastman Tribe, the Amethyst Behemoth!”
“What did you say?” Martin’s plexion drastically changed with shock.
The Amethyst Behemoth, it was actually the Amethyst Behemoth.
His face had turned extremely unsightly.
No wonder, no wonder that even his mount, a rank Nine Beast, would feel such fear in the presence of its aura.
The Amethyst Behemoth, a mythical creature of legend, a rank Ten Divine Beast.
How could it be, how could such a young person like Ye Yinzhu bee partners with it?
No wonder their contract was one of equality.
After all, who would dare to sign a master-servant contract with a Divine Beast?
The voice of the Giant Water Dragon wasn’t very loud, but there were simply too many exceptional listeners among the Qin City party, and apart from the Four Great Foreign Races, who showed no reactions, all of the Eight Eastern Dragon Clans were almost boiling over.
Who could have predicted that Ye Yinzhu’s magical beast partner would be a Divine Beast?
In this moment, for this Six Paths of Reincarnation challenge, everyone’s heart was filled with expectation.
Who said the challenge of the strongest couldn’t be won?
From Ye Yinzhu and Zi, they had already glimpsed the dawn of victory.
Even the clenched fists of the Supreme Elder Wei Ming tightened just now.
Was this a chance given by the heavens to the Eastern Dragon?
This thought, in this very moment, surged into the hearts of thousands of Dong Long Soldiers.
Faced with the appearance of the Amethyst Behemoth, would Martin admit defeat?
No, he would never admit defeat.
As the Shield of Milan, one of the two great Marshals of the Milan Empire, it was impossible for him to concede defeat before 300,000 subordinates.
Therefore, he made a move that surprised everyone.
The towering figure clad in the Purple Sky Armor leapt down from the back of his mount.
A steed without the will to fight could no longer help him.
But he had himself, and his Purple Power Dragon Spear in hand.
He wouldn’t concede; he would use his own power to resist against Ye Yinzhu and Zi.
Even if facing a rank Ten Divine Beast, Martin wouldn’t falter; the glory of the Zi Luolan Family was impeccable.
Seeing Martin leap down from the Giant Water Dragon, Ye Yinzhu understood his intent and couldn’t help but reveal a trace of respect in his eyes.
With a wave of the Phoenix Feather in his hand, he was about to jump off Zi’s shoulder.
Ye Yinzhu held a great deal of respect for Marshal Martin.
If it weren’t for Martin’s help, his Zhu Douqi wouldn’t have improved so easily.
Recalling the old man who came daily to listen to his music, although they were in the Six Paths of Reincarnation challenge, he still wished to offer this respected elder a fair opportunity.
But Ye Yinzhu’s movement was stopped by Zi, whose equal life-bound contract allowed Zi to directly receive the thoughts in Ye Yinzhu’s heart, “Yin Zhu, do not forget, this Six Paths of Reincarnation challenge in itself is unfair.
Behind you, there are 20,000 Qin City Warriors waiting for victory.”
Zi’s words made Ye Yinzhu’s heart chill.
Respect was important indeed, but the Six Paths of Reincarnation wasn’t something that could be decided by this one battle.
Six days, six fights; the depletion of his strength was his greatest enemy.
Moreover, in a one-on-one situation, he might not necessarily be a match for Martin, who had already reached Fifth Rank Zi rank!
With an inward sigh of regret, Sorry, old Martin.
He steadied himself on Zi’s back again, quietly watching Martin below.
“In this Cavalry Battle, falling off one’s mount should amount to a loss.
But according to the rules of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, before the battle starts, I have the right to give up my mount and fight alone,” Martin slowly raised the eight-meter-long Purple Power Dragon Spear in his hands, his even tone indicating his calm state of mind right now.
Facing the bination of the Divine Beast and Ye Yinzhu, at this moment, the war intent of the Imperial Marshal was pletely ignited, and his surprising calmness brought him to his true peak of the past ten years.
Pure Purple Douqi burst forth from within him, spreading to every corner of his body and to the Dragon Spear.
At this moment, Martin had reached his peak condition.
“Let’s begin then,” Ye Yinzhu uttered in a low tone, pletely restraining his emotions.
The Phoenix Feather in his hand pointed obliquely at Martin.
“Kill—” Martin roared explosively, and in an instant, the ground cracked around him in a ten-meter radius.
The next moment, his body soared into the air like a cannonball, turning into a purple meteor streaking directly towards Zi’s chest, pletely merging with the Dragon Spear, with the tip of the spear being the most sharp point of this fusion, the concentrated point of Douqi.
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