Chapter 45: Slaughter

Ziteng Haoyi swung the great axe in his hands, hacking straight toward Lingyun. The great axe let out a whistling sound, and strands of gray airflow swirled around it, carrying a trace of the aura of death. Lingyun's expression remained unchanged; a three-inch golden sword radiance spread from the long sword in his hand, and he gripped the sword with both hands to clash head-on with Ziteng Haoyi with all his might.

Only a muffled thud was heard; sparks flew between the great axe and the long sword, and cracks appeared on the cement floor beneath their feet. However, neither of them retreated; for a moment, they were deadlocked, and neither could do anything to the other.

"Heh heh, you've got some skills." Ziteng Haoyi squeezed out a strange smile, exerted force with both hands, and slowly pushed Lingyun backward.

Suddenly, a dazzling golden-red light appeared behind Lingyun. Lingyun violently pushed away Ziteng Haoyi's great axe and performed a backflip. At the same time, several scorching golden-red sword Qi streaks swept from beneath him, striking straight at Ziteng Haoyi.

The great axe in Ziteng Haoyi's hands suddenly stood upright, blocking in front of him. The golden-red sword Qi bombarded the axe handle repeatedly, and the immense impact force made Ziteng Haoyi retreat again and again.

Having landed, Lingyun pinched a spell seal with his left hand, and several golden fireballs emerged from nothingness around him, tracing arcs as they struck straight at Ziteng Haoyi. The gray airflow on Ziteng Haoyi's body also moved very quickly, directly condensing into a shield in front of him to block the path of the fireballs. The fireballs collided with the shield; no explosion occurred, but more than half of the gray shield turned into nothingness.

The gray shield dissipated, revealing Ziteng Haoyi's slightly terrified face, but it immediately transformed into anger. Having been struck repeatedly, Ziteng Haoyi was thoroughly enraged; ever since he possessed this power, when had he ever suffered such a setback?

"You two, damn you!" Ziteng Haoyi roared and charged straight at Lingyun and the other person while brandishing the great axe in his hands. After the previous battle, he had already understood that the gray airflow on his body would automatically protect him and could completely block the attacks from Lingyun and the other person, so he used entirely suicidal tactics.

A trace of disdain flashed in Luo Yexi's eyes. In her eyes, Ziteng Haoyi's threat, in a sense, was even smaller than the previous Tyrant. After all, the Tyrant could still attack based on its own instincts, but this guy in front of them had no method to his attacks. Even though he surpassed the Tyrant in strength and speed, an attack that couldn't hit the enemy was useless!

"Ding, ding, ding." The long sword in Lingyun's hand transformed into a net of swords, enveloping Ziteng Haoyi. Regarding Lingyun's attacks, Ziteng Haoyi completely ignored them, waving the great axe in his hands rapidly, with the momentum of wanting to chop Lingyun into pieces. However, Lingyun's figure was extremely fast, and he seemed to have the ability to foresee the future, always dodging Ziteng Haoyi's attacks by a hair's breadth.

"Is this guy a loach? Why is he so slippery?" Ziteng Haoyi felt both angry and shocked in his heart.

Behind Lingyun, Luo Yexi directly transformed into a mobile artillery platform; streaks of sword Qi shot out from her hands, landing on Ziteng Haoyi incessantly. But the gray airflow on Ziteng Haoyi's body could always condense into a shield before the sword Qi could strike him, blocking Luo Yexi's attacks.

"It's useless, it's useless, none of your attacks have any effect on me!" Ziteng Haoyi's great axe kept hacking toward Lingyun, and he let out bursts of wanton laughter. However, he didn't seem to notice that with Luo Yexi's sword Qi attacks, the gray airflow around his body was decreasing bit by bit.

Around this battle circle, quite a few dead were closing in, seemingly wanting to assist Ziteng Haoyi in his attack. However, Busujima Saeko on the perimeter was not just for show. The powerful mutated dead from before had all gone to attack the Takagi Residence, and those here were just ordinary dead. Therefore, Busujima Saeko, relying on herself alone, blocked all the dead who wanted to join the fray.

Lingyun dodged Ziteng Haoyi's attack, his brows slightly furrowed. Although the great axe in Ziteng Haoyi's hand was not some divine weapon, it contained a portion of the Evil God Power, causing him quite a bit of trouble. It seemed he had to destroy the weapon in his hand first!

"Hah—" The long sword in Lingyun's hand turned, his attack method changed instantly, and the three-inch sword radiance on the long sword extended by another three inches as he hacked a sword strike straight at Ziteng Haoyi's forehead.

Although Ziteng Haoyi believed that the shield formed by the gray airflow on his body was very formidable, this sword strike from Lingyun gave him the feeling that the shield absolutely could not block it. At this moment, he could only raise the great axe in his hands, attempting to parry Lingyun's attack.

Little did he know, this was exactly the move Lingyun was waiting for. Golden light soared into the sky in the arena; the moment Lingyun's long sword made contact with Ziteng Haoyi's great axe, it seemed to transform into a spring, violently recoiling. Taking advantage of the force of Ziteng Haoyi's resistance, it actually took the opportunity to turn and bounced up with even greater speed!

"Zheng!" The instant the long sword was raised above his head, amidst a clanging sound, the long sword suddenly flashed with blinding light, and then, under Lingyun's swing, it slashed downward again with even more terrifying speed, aiming straight for Ziteng Haoyi's head!

"Dang, dang, dang." The violent clanging sounds merged into one. Lingyun's long sword, with speed and momentum beyond imagination, crazily bombarded Ziteng Haoyi's axe handle. In just the blink of an eye, Lingyun slashed down dozens of times at an unimaginable speed. Amidst the collision sounds like popping beans, the long sword cast a sky full of afterimages; its overbearing momentum and suffocating density were simply jaw-dropping. Against this kind of attack, Ziteng Haoyi had no strength to fight back and could only continue to use the axe handle to defend, which was exactly what Lingyun had intended.

However, in Luo Yexi's eyes, the point that shocked her the most was that the landing point of Lingyun's long sword on the great axe was always the same spot, without the slightest deviation; this was the most terrifying part of this series of attacks.

"Break for me—" When the momentum accumulated to the peak, Lingyun let out a loud shout, and the long sword in his hand slashed heavily onto the axe handle, actually hacking it into two pieces by force.

The long sword continued to slash down with the force of a thunderbolt, aiming straight at Ziteng Haoyi's face. The gray airflow on Ziteng Haoyi's body surged crazily, forming several layers of shields above Ziteng Haoyi's head.

"Peng, peng, peng." Lingyun's long sword directly shattered several layers of shields and landed on the last and hardest shield. This shield did not disappoint Ziteng Haoyi; under the sword's slash, although it was covered in cracks, it was ultimately not broken. However, the immense impact force still sent Ziteng Haoyi flying backward, knocking down a group of dead, and the great axe in his hands, broken into two, also flew out of his grip.

Ziteng Haoyi struggled to stand up from the ground, looked at the slightly panting Lingyun, and laughed loudly: "You guys still can't kill me, hahahaha..."

While Ziteng Haoyi was laughing loudly, several blood-colored spikes appeared beside him, stabbing straight at his body. A shield quickly appeared around Ziteng Haoyi, but it was shattered by the spikes flying in the front. The spikes in the rear directly blasted several wounds onto Ziteng Haoyi's body. The gray airflow that had been protecting him all along had not been replenished, and under the continuous attacks of Lingyun and Luo Yexi, it was already on the verge of exhaustion; Busujima Saeko's attack was merely the final straw that broke the camel's back.

Ziteng Haoyi let out a miserable scream, his eyes full of disbelief; he did not understand why the shield that could previously withstand all attacks had failed.

"Has the power of the Underworld King of the End been exhausted? For such a powerful force to actually possess a piece of trash like Ziteng Haoyi, it really is its greatest failure!" Lingyun sneered, "Ye Xi, do it!"

Behind Lingyun, Luo Yexi nodded, the long sword in her hand held high, and golden-red light began to converge, forming a golden-red Light Ball; this was the opening move of the Nine Suns Heavenly Art.

Ziteng Haoyi saw that golden-red Light Ball, and a sense of fear rose in his heart; he absolutely could not let this move form, otherwise he would definitely lose his life!

"Roar—" Ziteng Haoyi let out a roar, wanting to charge toward Luo Yexi.

"How could I let you succeed?" Lingyun stuck the long sword in his hand into the ground, and streaks of golden light spread out from the ground, binding Ziteng Haoyi tightly.

Ziteng Haoyi struggled crazily, but the strength of the light ropes far exceeded his expectations; he simply could not break free.

"Nine Suns Heavenly Art, First Form: Initial Sun Scorching the Sky!" Following Luo Yexi's cold shout, the golden-red Light Ball, accompanied by terrifying sword Qi, instantly engulfed Ziteng Haoyi.

"Is it over?" Busujima Saeko shook the blood off her sword and looked in the direction where the Light Ball had fallen.

"Hahahaha, I said it, you guys can't do anything to me. I am about to become the King of the World, I am immortal, hahahaha..." A burst of arrogant laughter came from the light. Busujima Saeko's expression changed slightly; she saw that within the golden-red light, a massive figure still existed.

"Is that so? Then you really are happy too early!" Lingyun sneered, his long sword pointing to the sky. Above the sword tip, a golden Light Ball floated quietly. "Take another move from me, Nine Suns Heavenly Art, First Form: Initial Sun Scorching the Sky!"

Following Lingyun's cold shout, the golden Light Ball transformed into a streak of light and struck straight at Ziteng Haoyi. Although this Light Ball did not have any grand momentum, in Busujima Saeko's eyes, it was several times more terrifying than the golden-red Light Ball from just now.

The golden Light Ball landed on Ziteng Haoyi, and a golden pillar of light soared into the sky; Ziteng Haoyi's miserable screams came from within it. Amidst the violent explosion, a terrifying storm swept through the surroundings. The dead within a range of several dozen meters around Ziteng Haoyi's body were all blown away.

The light receded. Where Ziteng Haoyi had just been standing, only a deep pit remained. As for Ziteng Haoyi, he had already turned into fly ash under Lingyun's Initial Sun Scorching the Sky, along with the last bit of the Underworld King of the End's power.

Thus, the final boss of High School of the Dead, deceased.