Chapter 324

There was not a hint of expression in his purple eyes; after he learned what the Gu Lang Ji had done, this race should not exist in this world.

Whether he is kuuga or not, the final result is the same.

He turned his wrist, the sword tip thrust forward, tearing flesh and blood, countless viscous blood droplets burst on the golden-yellow blade.

The Titan Sword's sharpness far exceeds the flesh of the Charm Group Gu Lang Ji.

The Titan Sword's tremendous power sent blood spraying in all directions; a crimson fountain dyed his purple body red, forming a gale of bloody rain before him.

The Titan Sword cleanly severed the Tiger Langji's head; the sturdy headless body splashed water on the already damp ground.

Jiang Xia spread his left hand, and a violet-gold Titan Sword appeared on it, charging at the still-living Langji around him.

The power within him erupted like a mountain flood, unleashing unmatched force that bombarded the Langji's body.

The sound of blood jetting from the wound, the sound of bones breaking under the blade's edge, in this violent chopping continued without cease.

Bones all over the Langji's body snapped; the Langji who once treated slaughtering humans as a game now faced a human warrior whose goal was to exterminate the Langji.

Is this a karmic cycle?

The Langji's wail was so miserable, despair like a ghost tormented in hell; even more horrifying, these records on Earth merely reflect the Langji's killing game as normal.

「Boom—boom—boom! 」

Three explosions erupted amid the rumbling beside the purple-eyed Kuuga; Jiang Xia dealt them a fatal blow with the power of the spirit stone.

Their already broken bodies shattered into fragments in the firelight, vanishing completely from this world.

At that moment, in the dimming storm, a translucent shadow lay prone on the ground, suppressing its heartbeat and body temperature to the minimum, even stopping its breath—it was a chameleon Langji with optical camouflage.

The moment its companion was killed instantly, it had already entered an invisible state—too terrifying, as frightening as Wang, and in some ways Kuuga was even more terrifying to it than Da Gu Ba.

Da Gu Ba only killed weak Langji, but this one before him slaughtered indiscriminately—let alone that he personally witnessed a stronger Tiger Langji be beheaded by Kuuga with a single sword.

If it entered the sea, if it went in, as long as one swam inward, it would be safe; it prayed thus in its heart, crawling step by step toward the water.

Kuuga had already inflicted a severe psychological scar on it.

However, its focus was entirely on becoming more transparent and more cautious, failing to notice behind it those violet pupils staring at him, while the sword blade coursing with golden current hung high in the air.

「Swish! 」

Like a cleaver slicing tofu, the sword blade pierced precisely into the chameleon Langji's brain; thanks to the Langji race's tenacious vitality, it did not die instantly.

It clutched its head, its body surface writhing rapidly at the shore, twitching.

It could no longer control its body; golden ancient runes emerged layer by layer from the sword tip, spreading over its body and occupying every inch of its skin.

"Pop!" The explosion arrived as expected; the flame's impact on the purple armor was like a spring breeze, not even raising a splash.

Thus the Titan form bore the full brunt of the explosion.

……

Elsewhere.

A faint scarlet ray appeared in the sky.

"What is that?" One of the Lin Duo people took from his shoulder an iron tool caked with dirt, similar to an iron hoe, and placed it in the already cultivated field, looked up, and expressed doubt at the red light shooting from the distant horizon.

Having lived so long, he had never seen any creature that could glow and fly in the sky; moreover, judging by its size, it certainly wasn't a bird, for birds are not that large.

"It's a Langji, a flying Langji! The Langji have launched an attack—quickly inform the village chief and prepare for battle!"

The moment he saw clearly that the flying creature wore a gold-and-yellow animal-pattern belt around its waist, sweat instantly drenched his back from his forehead, and his voice trembled with panic.

His sense of danger surged to the extreme in that instant; amidst the red light stood a mountain‑tall Langji, clad in heavy metal‑inlaid armor, its red fur reeking of a pungent bloody odor.

Its thick arms were like giant forged‑steel wrists made to smash enemies into fragments.

That gold‑yellow waist belt further revealed the Langji's royal lineage, and an extreme sense of oppression instantly enveloped every person in Lin Duo village.

The bell at the center of Lin Duo village was struck by a huge log, its boom reverberating violently throughout the village.

This was the emergency alarm sounded when encountering a Langji; all the Lin Duo people who were doing other things began rushing desperately toward the surroundings, not to flee but to arm themselves.

If they did not do so, after encountering a Langji they would have no chance to resist at all; fighting bare‑handed against a Langji is hardly different from suicide.

Meanwhile, Rik, who was accompanying his sister, heard the ancient bell and sprang to his feet from the chair, his expression tense.

"Brother..." Mio said worriedly.

"Take care of yourself, brother—I'm going to fight." Rik turned to look at Mio and said firmly.

The village chief, who was leaning on his cane and strolling in the center of Lin Duo village, at the instant the bell rang, hastily threw his cane aside and then ran home at a speed mismatched with his age.

"Is this the Lin Duo village that gave birth to Kuuga? Truly weak." (Langji language)

A wolf‑shaped Langji floated in midair, looking down at the houses where all the able‑bodied Lin Duo had gathered; a faint smirk rose in its heart.

As far as the eye could see, the Lin Duo people were far too weak; even the Langji race's low‑level militia could kill them, making such a race utterly unnecessary to exist.

The moment Rik saw the wolf‑shaped Langji appear, he had already clenched his fists tightly; everything that followed was due to the Langji's existence, and he would not let them go.

"Weak Lin Duo, join my clan." (Langji language)

The wolf‑shaped Langji floated in midair, both hands raised high; its crimson yet ferocious appearance looked especially terrifying in the sunlight.

Both crimson hands were raised high; a thick black mist welled up from his body, faintly forming a huge wolf‑shaped smoke that enveloped the entire Lin Duo village.

"Hold your breath, try not to inhale." Rik's voice was full of terror.

But saying that was already a bit late; the unknown black mist, like a living thing, instantly burrowed into the bodies of the Lin Duo people.

"Ahhhh!"

Painful screams rang out continuously from every corner of the village; the people soaked in the black mist underwent rapid, unknown mutations in every cell of their bodies, they struggled as their bodies began to lose control.

Iron‑blue claws tore open their clothing; their skin turned pitch‑black, visibly transforming into Langji, and bloody wings sprouted from the torn muscles on their backs.

They emitted inhuman howls toward their former companions.

Hordes of Langji gathered, forming two rows before the Wolf King Langji; they bore similar monstrous appearances—iron‑blue faces, bodies full of animal traits, and their pupils revealed cold, cruel eyes.

(End of chapter)