Chapter 745: Fierce Battle 1

“Profound – War cry!”

Hochman looked at the flame figure launching towards him at a lightning speed and swept his right hand forward. He cut through the air with his hand and shot a few transparent air blades.

The half-moon-shaped air blades swirled towards the flame figure.

Boom!!

The air blades collided with the flame figure, creating a violent explosion. The crimson flames swept over the whole area like a tide that drowned the deck.

Some of the bodyguards were caught in the fire as they did not avoid it in time and screamed pitifully as they burned.

Some of them were blown away by the violent explosion and collided into the cabin. They were bleeding out, screaming in pain, wailing and panicking. Whether adults or children, the crowd broke out into a riot.

As the flames dispersed, Hochman held his shoulder with one hand; a black arrow had pierced through the back of his right shoulder. There was no bleeding or wounds, and even the black arrow was starting to slowly disappear.

But what bothered him was that he’d lost all sensation in that area of muscle that had been pierced by the arrow, as though he’d completely lost his shoulder. He could not even raise his right hand.

“Two Blood Breeds’ Holy Weapons…” he felt a sense of danger in his heart. If it was just one Holy Weapon, it will not have been a problem facing it head-on. However, his opponents were two combat type upper-class Blood Breeds, and they were armed with two extremely horrifying Holy Weapons. This was supposed to be a fight where two men fought with their bare hands, but suddenly, his opponent had a sharp sword in his hand, and the sword was something that belonged in a god-tier level.

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Stupa underground palace

Dahm moved forward quickly, took a few turns at lightning speed and moved around the underground tunnel like a gust of wind. The air was rancid and the light was dim, and only the torchlight that he brought with him formed a beam of light.

Not long afterward, he quickly found a worshipping urn with a statue of God and stopped right in front of it.

The worshipping urn was located in a pitch black underground hall surrounded by bizarre Buddhist mural paintings on the wall. There were celestial nymphs of unidentified gender flying everywhere, their bodies were red in color but their eyes were green. Their eyes reflected like shiny green spots of light in the dark.

The statue of God was a bald-headed three-eyed man with his right palm placed in an upright position. He had a smile on his face and his eyes were slightly open. Inexplicably, it gave off an eerie feeling.

“This is not just any Buddha statue!” Dahm frowned slightly; they were worshipping an unknown statue instead of the almighty Buddha statue in the underground palace of a Buddhist stupa tarin…

He had hidden in this place for quite some time and he’d roughly studied Buddhism, but he did not recall any branch of Buddhism with a god that resembled the statue right in front of him.

However, all his doubts disappeared when he saw a black mask in front of the statue.

He quickly walked towards the mask, picked it up, stuffed it into the black bag that he had prepared, and tied it tightly. He glanced at his surroundings and swiftly retreated along the route that he used previously.

Suddenly, a red light flashed through the darkness and headed right at him.

The red light was as fast as lightning, but Dahm caught a glimpse of its face. The sharp and cold look on his face caused the pores on Dahm’s face to shrink instantly, and he even started to feel a slight pain.

He instinctively took a step back while he put his palms together against the red light.

He saw clearly that it was a long red sword, but under the illumination of the flashlight, it reflected a striking red light in the darkness.

Clang!!!

His palms came into contact with the red sword as he precisely caught the red sword in between his hands. At this instant, a red light started shining from the edge of the sword and hit on Dahm’s face heavily.

Bang!!

He released his hands and staggered back several steps. Blood dribbled down his hands as he covered his face with his hands.

AHH!!!

He screamed.

“My face…. my beauty….” Dahm covered his face with his hand, but blood did not stop trickling through his fingers.

It had not been easy for him to recover his beauty from his Master, but now, someone had ruined his face again!!!

“I’ll tear you apart!” Dahm immediately put down his hands. His eyes turned blood red and he was filled with a burst of murderous rage. Bits of black threads were moving all around him.

In a flash, the ground started to collapse silently, and he disappeared from where he was standing. Then, he turned into a bloody red shadow and ran straight in the direction of the red sword.

Instantly, a sudden burst of airflow rushed into the dark and narrow hall. The overwhelming atmosphere shook the hall and immediately occupied all the available space in the hall.

A series of continuous explosions were heard as Dahm constantly used his blood red hands to hit the red sword. He laughed fanatically and horrifyingly as he created countless shadows with his hands to throw it against his opponent who was in the darkness. He did not worry about his palms being cut open by the sword.

The owner of the red sword slowly appeared out of the darkness. He was a middle-aged man with whiskers all over his face. He was dressed in a black trench coat with a white shirt and jeans. The red long sword in his hand accurately blocked all of Dahm’s disorderly attacks.

The man had an indifferent look on his face as if he was completely unaffected by Dahm’s madness. No matter how swift and fierce Dahm’s crazy attacks were, his red longsword was able to fly up and down and accurately block all of Dahm’s attacks, as though he was blocking bullet shots.

Thump!!

With a ‘thump’ sound, Dahm was hit by a sudden huge counterattack.

“The bloody marshal, Dahm,” the man with whiskers raised the sword single-handedly and embedded the sword into the ground of the underground palace. Then, he took a lighter and cigarette from the pocket of his trousers. He lit the cigarette and inhaled deeply. “As I expected. Although your power output is strong, your endurance is too weak.”

His eagle-like eyes were fixed on Dahm, and even the darkness was unable to impede his gaze. He clearly saw Dahm’s chest heaving violently.

Previously, the two of them had been constantly attacking and defending; they did their utmost best and did not hold back at all. Therefore, although their power output was horrifying, the amount of energy they consumed was absolutely shocking.

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“Are you mocking me by putting your weapon down right in front of me?” Dahm’s face was hidden in the dark, it seemed like he finally finished venting and calmed down.

“What do you think?” the man with whiskers reached for his cigarette, inhaled and exhaled the smoke through his nostrils.

“After I kill you and break through as a Death Apostle, I will kill the guy named Garen. Then I will light a big firework there. Boom!” he mimicked the action of an explosion. “And everything will quiet down at last…”

“You have a death wish!!”

Dahm’s figure instantly turned into a red shadow and rushed forward. In the next moment, all the blood on his body had gathered on his hands.

‘Chi-chi-chi’! a number of transparent fine threads flew out and shrouded the entire hall as if there had been an explosion. A large number of silk threads burst outward and cut through every corner of the hall.

Dahm elongated all of the silk threads. As long as one came into contact with a body, it would instantly cause one’s blood to explode. This was Dahm’s scariest area-wide attack!

An all-direction, encompassing shroud of countless silk threads.

The man with whiskers inhaled deeply from his cigarette and the cigarette suddenly lit up.

Clang!!

He suddenly pulled the long sword from the ground with his right hand and rushed forward!

As the sword was being pulled out of the ground, Dahm could not see any continuity in his movement, it was as though the sword had suddenly appeared in his hand, or he did not put down his weapon since the very beginning.

The red sword was shining as it slashed down towards the countless silk threads.

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With a ‘clang’ sound, the air blades cut through the flame figure.

“The blood breeds has been planning for a long time, I need to leave immediately!!” Hochman finally understood. It was impossible for the Blood Breeds to simply send the two of them here, they must’ve concocted an entire plan. If it were up to him, he would surround three out of four exits, leaving just one exit open. From there, his prey would get hurt while they tried to escape while a faint hope was dangled before them. As they escaped, it would consume their energy, and he would easily get the final victory.

The red-haired man standing in front of him giggled and waved his long flame sword once again.

Whoosh-whoosh!!

Several flame clusters were spilled from the sword. The flame clusters that fell onto the ground started burning. While it burnt, it started to deform like a like plastic clay and turned into petite female flame figures, which looked exactly the same as his initial attack.

In a blink of an eye, there were three more female flame figures on the deck. They opened their mouth and roared, but only the sound of flame crackling can be heard.

As the red light flashed, the three flame figures rushed towards Hochman. On the other hand, the red-haired man who was standing a distance away slowly moved backward, swung his longsword again and created a few more human-figured flame clusters.

Hochman had a gloomy look on his face and quickly dodged towards his left. A black light was coming after him from behind and went through the clothes on his waist; he was almost shot.

He did not have too much time to think, activated Double Fist and immediately launched a punch forward!!

Bang!!

There was a shallow indentation on the deck. The impact was like a thunderclap which made everyone’s feet numb.

A huge dark shadow burst forward on top of Hochman’s punches and the very air was being stirred. There were fluctuations and vibrations just like the Profound – War Cry previously.

As expected, along with three ‘chi’ sounds, three air blades were fired from Hochman’s fist and respectively split through the three flame figures.

Hochman fiercely rushed towards the red-haired man and slammed his foot towards him.

Boom!!

As the deck started shaking, Hochman’s speed increased rapidly, with a huge impact like a tank.

At the same time, the three flame figures were being split apart. Even the flames that spilled out were being shaken up, and the time it took to recreate a human figure was delayed.

The red-haired man’s face changed slightly. He tried to dodge, but he had not expected Hochman’s speed to increase rapidly once again. Along with a muffled sound, another shallow indentation appeared on the deck once again.

Hochman abruptly appeared right before him, and his strong arm was like a sharp blade that was swung down towards him.

His hand-blade cut through the air and made a harsh screeching sound, similar to the screeching sound made by combat jets midflight, and a faint white line of smoke trailed the back of his palm.

Thump!!!

The red-haired man and Hochman slammed into each other, as though a tank had collided with an elephant. The two of them was taken aback and rolled onto the ground. By chance, Hochman dodged the two black arrows launching towards him from behind.

Instantly, the two of them started grappling with each other on the deck. The red-haired man was completely suppressed as four arms overlapped. Every few seconds, he would be punched in the chest which caused him to continuously cough up blood. All he could do was use his red longsword to shield his body.

Thump!

Hochman punched a hole through his chest, but since he was able to heal rapidly, his flesh and blood wrapped around Hochman’s hand and trapped it tightly.

“Fire!!”

He finally shouted. He took the opportunity while Hochman was trapped, and his whole body started burning in flame. He made a flame ring and hit it straight into Hochman.

Bang!!

The two of them were finally separated. The red light shone brightly as the huge impact threw Hochman away. However, the direction that he flew to was a little strange; as though he was a bat, he turned around in mid-air and headed towards the direction of the sea.

“Don’t let him escape!” the red-haired man shouted.