Chapter 66: Fearless

Smoke and dust filled the air beneath the city gate, and the ground could not even be seen clearly. He Lingchuan was not idle either, waving a hand at everyone: "Come, load the second round!"

His eyesight was good; he saw that the first few fire-crossbow bolts shot out had all been swatted away by Nian Songyu. This fellow was indeed capable of fighting after going berserk, and He Lingchuan believed in sending a Buddha all the way to the West.

Anyway, the first round had already been fired, which counted as completely tearing off the mask with the State Preceptor. Coming for a second or third round would at most tear off their underwear too; no one had any further objections, and everyone was busy loading.

The second round was also successfully fired.

He Lingchuan only then discovered that the nail-shells made the most noise, deafeningly so, but in terms of power, perhaps the catapults were still more terrifying. Although they wouldn't explode upon landing, these improved catapults on the city gate actually had a rapid-fire function. Once fully loaded, they could continuously throw twenty-four rolling stones! If controlled by human hands, errors were inevitable; but in the Panlong City controlled by the Black Flood Dragon, these twenty-four shots almost all smashed into the same location—that is, the spot where Sun Fuping was standing.

He Lingchuan put himself in his shoes; if he were standing in Sun Fuping's position, he would have been beaten into a paper doll before the fourth fire-stone arrived, or perhaps ground into meat paste.

So, had they actually interrupted Sun Fuping's evil spellcasting?

The demonic apes and sand leopards made of scorched earth and magma formed again one after another, rushing up to start clawing.

Stone balls, nail-shells, and other messy things turned this open space into a ruin again, with a huge pile of debris.

Even the Black Flood Dragon lowered its head, wanting to see if the two were dead or alive.

……

Ignoring the gasps of air around him, He Chunhua's mind raced rapidly.

The Blood Sacrifice Grand Array had already been activated and would take effect in the blink of an eye. What should he do? Where was there still a path to survival?

His gaze fell on the commander of the Great Wind Army ten zhang away.

These vengeful spirits had not gone far; they had only retreated a short distance and stood still.

He Chunhua suddenly conceived a plan and made a gesture toward them again—

Attack!

Attack the Heavenly Thunder Array!

In their lifetimes, the Great Wind Army would never have raised their weapons against Zhong Shengguang. But at this moment, one of the residual wills of these heroic spirits was to obey military orders and charge forward bravely!

Thousands of heroic spirits turned their heads in unison, once again gathering the surrounding vengeful spirits to rush toward the Heavenly Thunder Array, following closely behind themselves.

Soon, nearly a thousand vengeful spirits collided with the array and vanished into smoke and dust.

There were no more wandering vengeful spirits nearby, and the shouts of the Great Wind Army officers and soldiers pierced the firmament.

Then, they raised their blades, spears, lances, and pikes and charged toward the array!

The sound of hooves was like thunder, and the horses were like dragons.

Facing such a troop was like standing at the head of Guantang Bridge, watching the great tide of August 16th rushing toward one's face.

He Chunhua roared: "Abandon resistance, pay attention to dodging!"

Then, the Great Wind Army collided head-on with the Heavenly Thunder Array.

This time, the tremor of the array was more violent than the previous two times.

The first three rows of heroic spirits didn't even have time to let out a roar before they turned into flying ash.

Those behind filled the gaps without the slightest hesitation.

The heavenly thunder rumbled, but the number of heroic spirits being struck down was visibly decreasing.

Finally, as the sixth row of heroic spirits also arrived, He Chunhua's State Order lost its last trace of green light.

The beast-headed staff finally opened its mouth, and the Yuan coins fell to the ground, but were drowned out by the sound of horse hooves.

The Heavenly Thunder Array was broken.

This was certainly due to the Black Water City Army abandoning resistance and having no will to fight, but even more so due to the excellent and powerful impact of the Great Wind Army.

He Chunhua couldn't care about anything else and rushed out of the array with big strides.

His impatience was the best demonstration; the actions of the others were identical to his, even trampling over one another.

They had only just rushed two zhang outside the array when painful screams came from behind.

He Chunhua looked back, and that scene made his hair stand on end:

The red light of the Blood Sacrifice Grand Array shot into the sky, more than ten times more intense than before. He had over a hundred men under his command, and there was always a difference in speed when exiting the array. When the red light suddenly flared, dozens of people hadn't been able to escape in time and now fell to the ground, as if all their strength had been drained away.

But no one else dared to enter the array to help, because their skin was rapidly shriveling. Three breaths later, they were skin and bones, their fingernails fell off, and their hair turned white, withering like straw.

He Chunhua watched with his own eyes as a confidant begged him for help, his hand even reaching outside the array. He had originally had small, triangular eyes, but because his face had shriveled into a skull, his eyeballs bulged out round and large.

He Chunhua had wanted to pull the man out, but when he reached the edge of the circle, he pulled his hand back. Finally, the man's eyeballs rolled out of their sockets and landed on the ground.

Boss Situ Han was faster; seeing his brother fall at the edge of the array, he hurriedly used the back of his blade to drag him out. But the man's body below the waist was also ruined, and he wailed incessantly on the ground.

When the red light dissipated, only dozens of white skeletons wearing clothes were left in the array, along with hair fluttering in the wind.

And in the array, a ball of white light had appeared at some point. Without waiting for everyone to see clearly, it "whooshed" and drilled toward the well! Strangely, the well that vengeful spirits could enter and humans could enter was something this ball of white light could not enter.

It was bounced back.

The white light seemed unable to believe it, colliding twice in succession, failing each time.

When the Blood Sacrifice Grand Array was activated, the Great Wind Army also stayed far away, as if they knew its power; it was not until the red light disappeared and the Heavenly Thunder Array lost its effect that the Great Wind Army gathered around.

That ball of white light seemed to have attracted their attention. The white light bumped into the well, and several Great Wind Army leaders looked at each other, as if they had a tacit understanding, first throwing out a capture net.

The white light seemed to have eyes and dodged, but who knew the capture net would grow several times larger out of thin air and still scoop it up.

The Great Wind Army pulled the net, and immediately blades, spears, swords, and pikes greeted the mesh, each one stabbing solidly into the white light.

Their weapons were not physical, but they shattered after only a few stabs, and even the arms holding the weapons gradually became ethereal. The soldiers on the side raised their blades and severed the leaders' upper arms at the shoulder, which finally interrupted the transformation of the soul body.

As heroic spirits, this kind of injury was nothing; they would recover in time.

The Great Wind Army commander who had first clashed with He Chunhua and the others saw this and once again threw the weapon in his hand like a javelin, striking the white light squarely.

The other generals followed suit.

Boss Situ Han saw this and also threw out his long blade, but it passed through the well and fell in, not causing the slightest damage to the white light.

He Chunhua said: "Pure weapons won't work."

Just as the Great Wind Army was about to inflict a second wave of damage on the white light, the latter suddenly flared with brilliance.

That light, let alone humans, even the heroic spirits had to avoid it.

Fortunately, the intense light only lasted for a fleeting moment. By the time everyone came to their senses, the white light had disappeared from its original spot.

The Great Wind Army generals stood for a few breaths, as if they had received some news or made some decision, and led their respective troops into the well as well.

After all, they had no physical bodies, so there was no need to scramble. They were as vast as they were when they came out of this well, and just as swift when they returned.

In just over a dozen breaths, there was not a single heroic spirit left in front of the temple.

Everyone stood at the edge of the array, gasping for air, unable to speak for a long time.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 67 =====