Chapter 67: Eighty-Death Shield, That’s Too Savage

“Not good!”

Jin Chao’s expression subtly changed when he saw so many rocks. Each of them was as large as an ox. If he got hit, he would be done for.

Jin Chao came down from the air at once. A Level-5 arcanist could perform a Royal Hover, but that was all it did—hovering instead of flying.

Hovering meant he could not go forward or backward and perform evasive maneuvers.

If he remained hovering in the air, it would be a target, the sitting duck. It was a dumb idea.

“Do you really think you will be alright by landing on the ground?”

Ling Jiu sneered as his hand grabbed in the air then smacked toward the ground.

Boom!

The rocks, which were hurled at Jin Chao, suddenly turned back and came down at Jin Chao as a rock rain.

“Break that!”

As Jin Chao shouted, the silver skateboard under his feet broke up and turned into dozens of identical silver blades.

The blades quickly regrouped and formed into a silver fan, spinning at high speed to meet the falling rocks.

A shocking scene happened when the rocks hit the high-speed fan. Like tofu, they broke apart. They were pulverized and scattered all over the place.

“T—this is the ultimate Gold-type cold weapon—The Eighty-Death Shield?” Zhang Yuan exclaimed.

“The Ultimate Gold-type cold weapon?”

“The Eighty-Death Shield?”

Chen Feng and others looked at Zhang Yuan.

“The Eighty-Death Shield comprised eighty sharp blades. It is said that each blade was made from meteorite. It would cut iron like slicing melon, extremely sharp!”

“On its own, each blade was a sharp weapon. Collectively, they were a terrifying arsenal!” Zhang Yuan explained further.

“They could take the form of eighty types of weapons such as saber, spear, sword, halberd, auger, wheel, and umbrella, extremely powerful!”

“I see!”

Chen Feng and others could not help but worry when they learned what it was.

Jin Chao was a Level-5 arcanist with a super weapon like that. Would Ling Jiu be his match?

Just when everyone was still worried, the few hundred rocks had shattered. Jin Chao’s eyes flashed with murderous intent. “Rascal, I will make sure you pay for your stupidity and arrogance!”

“Sword!”

As Jin Chao shouted, the eighty blades changed again. This time, they formed into a two-meter-long, twenty-centimeter-wide great sword.

“Kill!”

The great sword shot at Ling Jiu.

It pierced through the air with a loud sonic boom and came in front of Ling Jiu in the blink of an eye, aiming at his chest.

The sword was quick and merciless. No way a normal Level-4 arcanist could dodge that without getting pierced through and through.

But Ling Jiu was an exception. He was no ordinary arcanist. Seeing the incoming great sword, he decisively performed a Gravity Arcana.

“Eightfold gravity!”

The great sword traveled the length of its trajectory and ended up hitting the ground in front of Ling Jiu’s feet.

“What?”

Shock was not the word for it when Jin Chao saw his attack that he was so sure to succeed had failed. Before he knew it, the eightfold gravity had come upon him.

He lost his balance as he almost could not straighten his back. The force of the eightfold gravity was so terrible that even a direbeast as savage as the Titan Tempest Ape gave way, let alone him.

“A horrifying gravity force!”

Jin Chao’s heart missed a beat, and he was thinking of retrieving his great sword.

Before he knew it, the eightfold gravity force reversed its direction from downward to upward, hurling Jin Chao up in the air.

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“Storm of Bullets!”

The corner of Ling Jiu’s mouth curled up in a smirk. With the wave of his hand, several hundred rocks were flung through the air at Jin Chao like a tide, unstoppable.

“Damn it!”

There was no leverage point in the air. Now Jin Chao could not even move its body, let alone dodge. All he could do was to watch himself buried by the rocks.

Taking hits from several hundred rocks hurled at him, Jin Chao let out a painful scream. When Ling Jiu finally removed the eightfold gravity force, Jin Chao dropped to the ground, lying in a pool of blood like a lump of crushed meat.

Ling Jiu pulled the great sword out of the ground and walked up to Jin Chao. “You should be thankful that people are around. Otherwise…”

Jin Chao turned his head with difficulty to look at Ling Jiu, opening his mouth as he tried to say something. He coughed up and spat a mouthful of blood. Nothing was said.

All of his bones were crushed. He was as good as dead.

“I will take your great sword as my loot!”

Ling Jiu brandished the great sword in his hand. “If you are not happy about it, come to find me. I’ll be waiting!”

Having said that, Ling Jiu left Jin Chao alone and turned to Yang Gan. “You have provoked me repeatedly. Do you really think I won’t dare to do anything to you?”

“W—what are you going to do?”

Yang Gan’s face turned pale; his body was shivering like a fearful quail.

“What do you think I am going to do?”

With the wave of the great sword, Ling Jiu cut off the right arm and left leg of Yang Gan. Yang Gan screamed in agony as blood spurted out from his wound instantly. He fell on the ground and rolled about in pain.

“If you dare to mess with me again, I will not only cut off your arm and leg, but also your head!”

Ling Jiu spoke nonchalantly. He then looked at the Vulcan team. “Come forward if you all want to avenge your team leader!”

Ling Jiu spun around and left after saying that.

“Sir!”

Chen Feng and others quickly came up. They eyes were filled with reverence.

“Let’s keep clearing out those direbeasts!”

Ling Jiu’s nonchalance seemed to tell that what he had done was not worth his second glance.

Indeed.

He had only defeated a Level-5 arcanist, which was not something worth bragging about. After all, there had already been four Class-5 Direbeasts dead at his hands.

“Yes, sir!”

Ling Jiu and others had left.

The members of the Vulcan team watched as they left, fear filling their eyes. They did not say a word the whole time.

Avenge?

You must be kidding.

Even Mr. Jin was already half-dead. Who would be that stupid to die for nothing?

“Too savage!”

“Absolutely too savage!”

Xu Yuanhui and others were breaking out in a cold sweat. They could swear to Heavens that they had never seen an arcanist as savage as him.

The GM of Vulcan was now a basket case.

Even a Level-4 arcanist like Yang Gan had his right arm and left leg cut off.

Ruthless.

“Savage? If not for us at the scene, the people from Vulcan would have ended up worse!” Someone had a different opinion.

Xu Yuanhui and others got chills by just thinking of that. That person was right. Had they not been here, no people from the Vulcan could have lived.

“Director Xu, what do we do now?” Someone asked in a shivering voice.

“We can’t leave them here to die. They are from the Vulcan, after all!”

Xu Yuanhui sighed. “Bring them back to the base city and treat their wounds. If any of them dies here, we will have a hard time explaining it to Vulcan!”

“Yes, Director Xu!”