Chapter 443 - Bloody Soul, Ghost Blade!
Chapter 443: Bloody Soul, Ghost Blade!
Since it came too fast, in the beginning, no one could tell whether the black dot was a superhuman or a falcon-type monster.
Then, when they saw rainbow-colored spirit flames burning around the person and spreading out like four pairs of wings so that the man could levitate high above the monsters with maglev, the people in the base cried out in joy.
“Heaven Realm!”
Only Heaven Realm superhumans could levitate in the air.
Besides, based on the spirit energy that gushed out of his body like an avalanche, it was highly likely that he was a five-star or six-star superhuman.
Otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to suppress the Tyrant Mammoth’s rampaging killing intent with his fighting spirit.
“Which master is he?”
The two superhumans at the peak of Earth Realm poured spirit energy into their corneas and lens and saw an unfamiliar face.
The man’s tanned skin and wild hair as well as beard caused others to be unable to tell how old he was.
The two superhumans naturally considered all the famous veteran hunters, but even as dozens of names flashed through their minds, they could not put a name on the superhuman before them.
While they looked at each other, the guest in the sky launched an attack on the Tyrant Mammoth from above.
The Tyrant Mammoth released an earth-shattering howl.
Then, it used another War Trample. It crushed the ground and caused countless pieces of shattered stones to rise into the air. As the impact wave pushed them forward, they shot into the sky.
The airborne guest turned into a blurry shadow. He avoided the hundreds of shattered stones and used them and the force of the impact wave to continuously adjust his body. He increased his speed repeatedly. In the end, he turned into something like an ordnance penetrator that came charging at the Tyrant Mammoth with a howl.
Bang!
The Tyrant Mammoth’s spike-covered nose released a sonic boom, and the spike-covered whip swung at the airborne fighter.
There was an instant when quite a number of the onlookers saw the illusion of the airborne fighter being struck by the Tyrant Mammoth and his guts spilling out.
This terrifying illusion looked real, and they all cried out without realizing it.
But in the next second, the airborne fighter’s muscles trembled slightly, and his entire body became like a well-greased spinning top; the mammoth’s nose could not touch him. It missed him by a hair’s breadth, and he landed steadily on the creature’s back.
In all of Dragon City, there were only a handful of people who had cultivated their muscles and even hairs to the point that they could control them at will and possess sharp senses and great dodging abilities.
Meng Chao was definitely one of them.
‘Tyrant Mammoth, huh?’
He had trained for three months in the wild, and his equipment had long since become battered. His combat boots might have been embedded with steel plates, but they were completely worn off one and half months ago.
At that moment, Meng Chao was barefoot. All ten of his toes sank into the Tyrant Mammoth’s pelt like an eagle’s claws, which made it look like he was driving rusty nails into armor. No matter how much the monster under his feet raged, he remained standing tall, as if he was standing on solid ground. He never staggered.
Meng Chao remembered his nightmarish previous life.
Back there, his best friend, Chu Feixiong, had died tragically because of a Tyrant Mammoth’s War Trample.
‘What a coincidence. You’ll serve as the perfect end to my training in the wild!’
Meng Chao grinned and brought his saber up high.
A fierce, blood-red crystal marrow with clear lines circled round the broad saber like a rampaging, bloody dragon.
This blood-red crystal marrow had the essence of the Red Radiance Jade mine under Raging Waves, which had a circular area of dozens of kilometers.
It also contained the fragmented soul of an ancient beast.
Meng Chao had hired a craftsman and runic symbols master who were ranked at the top five in Dragon City through Agricultural University’s martial arts course and used the powder of a meteor as well as bone powder from an Apocalyptic Beast to surround the Red Radiance Jade crystal marrow and create a peerless saber with flames gushing out of it. It was known as Bloody Soul and its power was more than ten times stronger than that of the flagship version of the Surging Lightning he used in the past.
When he shouted loudly, Bloody Soul seemed to have awakened to an incredibly brutal nature. It let out a hungry roar, and blood-red flames gushed out of Meng Chao’s arms. They surrounded Bloody Soul in a spiral, causing the saber to look as if it had gained fangs that were like saw teeth.
“Hah!”
Before the Tyrant Mammoth could react to it, Meng Chao adjusted all the muscle fibers in his body to release mighty strength. Bloody Soul went straight down to cut the Tyrant Mammoth’s nape.
The Tyrant Mammoth had really thick skin, and even if a main fighting tank shot at it at close range, it might not be able to penetrate its skin.
But Bloody Soul went deep into its flesh and nearly cut its spine.
The Tyrant Mammoth was in great pain, and it became enraged. Its nose filled with blood, and it quickly swelled up several times its original size. It was now like a burning iron rod. Even the spikes on it stood up and went to strike its back to sweep Meng Chao off.
Meng Chao rose into the air to avoid the Tyrant Mammoth’s sweep. Then, he bent his legs and stomped down again.
The place where he landed was the back of his Bloody Soul, which was still embedded in the Tyrant Mammoth.
The mighty stomp made the Tyrant Mammoth feel like a warhammer weighing tons had just rammed into the saber. In an instant, the blade sank into its flesh a little further, and it was now right above the Tyrant Mammoth’s spine.
The Tyrant Mammoth was shocked and angry. It started charging all over the place and ran into the automatic multi-turreted cannons at the perimeter of the forward operating base and knocked them over in an attempt to throw off Meng Chao before killing him with a War Trample.
After it knocked away five multi-turreted cannons, Meng Chao swayed, just as it expected. It looked like he was about to fall off its back.
But one should not forget that Meng Chao was used to chain sabers. There was, thus, a special mechanism at the back of the Bloody Saber which held a sturdy chain made with single crystal polymerization.
When Meng Chao was about to fall under the Tyrant Mammoth’s feet, he flicked his wrist, and a chain appeared in his grasp. He swung himself around the Tyrant Mammoth’s head, then jumped on the Tyrant Mammoth’s back from the other side.
The chain in his hand was now bound tightly around the Tyrant Mammoth’s neck.
Meng Chao stepped on the back of the Bloody Soul and kept a tight grip on the chain while he mumbled under his breath. The dense and fine runic symbols on the chain lit up one by one.
From the energy released after the crystals shattered, the chain instantly lit up in flames and released light blue electrical arcs.
The flames intersected with the electrical arcs and tore into the Tyrant Mammoth’s pelt, flesh, and bones.
As crackling sounds rose, a foul, burnt smell soon permeated the air.
The Tyrant Mammoth’s neck was bound so tightly that it could not breathe. It could only lower its head to crash into the front gate of the forward operating base, which was the sturdiest structure in the area.
Boom!
The super alloy gate was more than half a meter thick, but the enraged Tyrant Mammoth actually managed to leave behind a clear dent on it. The four steel pillars supporting the gate had a diameter of more than half a meter, but they bent down with sharp screeches, signalling metal fatigue.
The gate could not withstand a second crash.
Right before that crash could happen, Meng Chao jumped off the Tyrant Mammoth’s back on his own.
Before he left, he gave the Tyrant Mammoth a small present.
It was a dagger known as Ghost Blade.
It was a unique weapon made based on Meng Chao’s memories from the Ghost Tribe.
The arc, fuller, center of gravity, and the three saw teeth on the blade were all made exquisitely, and it was the perfect assassination tool.
When Meng Chao reviewed his experience fighting against the Ultimate Sandworm and the Demonic Abyss Eye, he found that dual-wielding chain sabers could not quite satisfy his needs when climbing up the cultivation realms as well as his needs in battle.
In the past, the flagship model of Surging Lightning and Bloody Flame were two weapons that he liked a lot. One was heavy and the other light, so he could effectively switch fighting styles from slashing to stabbing and other different attacks.
But even at the end, he was never able to bring out the full difference between the two weapons.
With two sabers in hand, it wasn’t rare for him to find himself without enough strength to cut into strength-type monsters with tough skin, and when he faced agile-type monsters with nimble bodies, he would be in the awkward situation where his saber speed and attack frequency could not catch up to them.
Once he considered the fact that he would mostly meet fierce monsters who were stronger than Hell Beasts as well as the cunning and devious abnormal beasts, Meng Chao turned Bloody Soul into a super heavy saber that was meant to be wielded with both hands and could allow him to deal maximum damage with just a simple swing.
As for Ghost Blade, it was a dagger that was as thin as a cicada’s wing, as flexible as if it was not made of metal, gave off a semi-transparent feeling, and could perform optical camouflage through the crystal embedded on the hilt. It allowed Meng Chao to bring out his experience with monsters’ physiological structures after decades of being a harvester and the full power of the amazing assassination techniques he learned in the Ghost Tribe.
Meng Chao seized the chance when the Tyrant Mammoth crashed into the front gate of the base to gently sink Ghost Blade into its left eye.
He was well aware that the Tyrant Mammoth’s pelt and flesh were really sturdy. Even if he had a sharp weapon like Bloody Soul with him, it was still difficult for him to cut its spine in just one blow.
The chain around its neck could not strangle it fully either.
All his earlier actions were then to make it feel pain and anger so that it would subconsciously overlook protecting its eyes.
The Ghost Blade stabbed into its left like a mosquito sting. Then, Meng Chao immediately drew out the dagger.
A powerful impact from his spirit energy broke the Tyrant Mammoth’s left eyeball like a high-speed drill.
The blood plasma gushed out with some sort of murky liquid, and the Tyrant Mammoth was in so much pain that its long nose tensed up into a straight line.
Meng Chao landed on the ground and rolled three times to neutralize the impact.
He also seized the chance to tug at the chain to draw Bloody Soul out of the Tyrant Mammoth’s flesh, which made it spasm again.
Whoosh!
The blood on the blade formed a beautiful arc when it was flicked off. Meng Chao bound the chain around his right arm and pointed the saber at the Tyrant Mammoth. The tip of the saber released a chilling killing intent. It was an invitation to a duel to the death.
The Tyrant Mammoth had never encountered a puny human who would dare release such an audacious signal to it.
It was absolutely livid now, and it gave up on the gate, which would break if it rammed into it one more time. It switched its direction and pointed the tip of its nose and tusks at Meng Chao.
Boom!
Its front hooves trampled on the ground once more like pile drivers. The impact wave gathered together to form a straight line that went to Meng Chao.
Following closely behind it was a powerful mind attack, and it ravaged Meng Chao’s cerebral cortex like an earthquake.
Even the Demonic Halberd Pigs, Iron-armored Rhinoceroses, and Bloody Hippopotamuses around them formed three black arrows that charged at Meng Chao under the Tyrant Mammoth’s enraged signal.