Chapter 586: The Dark Witch Sect

Wu Juetian had given his word to the dark ones that he would be able to defeat Wang Tong, and in exchange, the dark ones had also given him the rights to command. At this point, even the divine lord, Patroclus himself would not be able to intervene in the matter.

The moment Wu Juetian got the news of Wang Tong’s attack, he led his most loyal men—mostly turn-cloaks from the Dark Witch Sect, and stormed back toward Mephisto. All the while, he could only pray to the gods that the meager defense he had left at the city would be able to fend off the humans’ attack until he returned.

Wu Juetian started at dusk, and he didn’t reach Mephisto until dawn. Looking at the city from afar, Wu Juetian heaved a sigh: it seemed that the city walls were not breached. As long as he could re-enter the city, he would still have a chance of winning the war.

As his party got closer to the city wall, a few dark ones started to shriek in a fearful tone. Wu Juetian cupped his palm over his brow to block the rising sun. When he finally made out the thing on the wall, he realized that he was already too late: it was Naru’s head on a pike.

Wu Jeutian’s face was awash with anger after seeing such a blatant provocation. As a youngster, Wang Tong was arrogant enough to challenge a veteran like himself…That was preposterous!

Wu Juetian pressed on the gas pedal and let his maglev wheeze across the battlefield to the city gate. Behind him, soldiers of the Black Witch Sect and a few golden Zergs followed him closely.

The city gate was left open, and as soon as Wu Juetian entered the threshold, he was greeted by a bleak scene. The bodies of dead Zergs were lying everywhere in the streets. The queen was hung by the neck at the tallest tower of a church. The church was the only building that was preserved by the dark ones due to its aesthetic qualities.

The queen was still alive, but gravely injured. Seeing the approach of her own kind, she cried out for help. Although the queens were not the de facto rulers of each colony, they were the highest authority in Zerg culture. Each Zerg, dark one, or immortal had an intrinsic connection with the queen. Her scream made Wu Juetian’s head hurt.

Swallowing down his remorse and pain, Wu Juetian flew himself to the air and shouted with hatred, “Wang Tong, show yourself!”

“Come out now! Come to me if you are a man! Aren’t you the heir of the Blade Warrior? I think you are the heir of the Turtle Warrior!”

Wu Juetian had never been so riled up before. The place where Wang Tong hung the queen was clearly a trap, but he didn’t mind. The fact that Wang Tong had to rely on a sordid method such as a trap meant that he was afraid of him.

Suddenly, a man appeared from behind the tower. It wasn’t Wang Tong; it was Tan Bu.

Tan Bu loathed the queen; every time he saw the morbid Zerg queen, he remembered the day his sister was eaten alive by one of those monsters. It was a scar on his heart that had never healed.

Tan Bu held a dagger in his hand, and he stabbed the fat queen with the pointy tip repeatedly without any hesitation. The queen let out a wave of painful shrieks as she helplessly wiggled her body. The dark ones acted out of instinct and threw themselves at Tan Bu.

Wu Juetian wanted to hold his soldiers back, but it was already too late.

Tan Bu didn’t flinch as he stabbed the dagger into the thick skull of the queen and said, “Tell them to back off; otherwise I will beat your brain into a mush!”

The queen only struggled for half a second and then shouted in a deep voice. The charging dark ones stopped in unison and looked at each other, unsure of what to do.

“Very good!” Tan Bu slapped the blubbery skin of the queen with the back of his dagger.

“Sh*t!” Wu Juetian exclaimed suddenly and ordered his immortals to pull back right away. Meanwhile, a giant, fiery dragon appeared in the sky, bearing down on the Zergs with a powerful roar. When it hit the ground, all the dark ones were engulfed by the flame. The earth trembled due to the impact, and the shockwave blew Wu Juetian and his soldiers into the air.

In the sky amidst the billowing smoke, three human warriors appeared: they were Wang Tong, Guan Dongyang, and Xiao Yuyu.

The fire dragon was the combined effort of the three powerful Mastery Casters. Wang Tong had been waiting for this opportunity for a few hours.

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As soon as the queen saw Wang Tong, her body trembled in fear uncontrollably, mouth spitting out wads of gluey substances.

Wu Juetian picked himself up and looked to Wang Tong while saying, “Wang Tong, release our queen! We will sort this out between you and me.”

Wu Juetian noticed the couple of casters besides Wang Tong and immediately regretted his decision. He registered that even the mastery casters had reached the legendary level, which had been unheard of.

The human soldiers laughed in joy after pulling off such a brilliant strategy. They attacked the Lantian City using a small force as a bait to draw the attention of their real target. When the Mephisto City was finally defenseless, they lashed out and captured the city with ease.

This time, Wang Tong didn’t kill the Zerg queen right away, since he figured that he could use the queen to his advantage. He would never pass up any advantage he could get his hands on. The reason that all the dark ones and Zergs listened to the queen’s order so obediently had to do with the fact that all Zergs were given birth by this very queen.

The cruelty in Wang Tong’s plan was justified by the humans’ dire situation.

“Are you afraid of me, coward?” Wu Juetian laughed, further taunting his opponent. He was less affected by the queen’s orders, and after he gathered himself, he wagered that even if he couldn’t do away with Wang Tong, he could drag out the fight until the reinforcements came.

“Fine, I will oblige. Show me what you had learned from the Dark Witch…Ah, sorry! I forgot you are no longer a member of the Dark Witch, as they kicked you out. You are a shameful traitor, a worm.” Wang Tong couldn’t resist a contemptuous laugh. The rest of the human soldiers returned to their ranks, but Tan Bu blade still pressed the dagger against the neck of the queen.

All the human soldiers knew that Wu Juetian was trying to drag out the fight. However, little did the immortals know that he had fallen into Wang Tong’s trap once again. As long as they had the queen under their control, any reinforcements would be immediately turned into meat on a chopping block, waiting to be carved up by mastery casters.

Wang Tong slowly lowered himself and closed in onto Wu Juetian. Everyone watched him with a great measure of respect. They marveled at his brilliant strategy that played the Zergs like a fiddle.

Wang Tong’s comrades also found out that their leader had a very deep understanding of the behavior of the Zergs. He was aware of the strength and weakness of every kind of Zerg. Rumors had it that Wang Tong had been a straight-A student while he studied at the Ayrlarng Academy.

“How is Wu Ma doing? We had met five years ago. He had been a talented soldier.” Wang Tong spoke in a calm voice.

Wu Juetian paused for a second. The choice between humans and the Zergs had been a difficult one. However, once he made up his mind, he never looked back and tried to forget about this human past. But, Wang Tong’s greeting brought all the old memories to his mind.

“He…He was a good Dark Witch. ” Wu Juetian said blandly while old memories flickered in his eyes.

Wang Tong nodded and asked, “Is it true that Patroclus had preserved many human’s lives?”

“Hehe, that is true. Some humans are allowed to survive, but they have to be under constant surveillance. When they finally make up their mind to join us, they will be given a new life and be treated the same as any other immortals. Patroclus had always admired your abilities. If you are willing to give our offer a consideration, I will put in a good word for you in front of our divine lord.”

Wang Tong didn’t speak and let Wu Juetian’s proposal hang in the air. He had heard about Patroclus’ brainwashing program in which they strived to distort the values of normal humans and make them think that joining the immortals was the right choice.

The moon had been under the rule of Patroclus for over four years. Wang Tong couldn’t imagine how many things had changed. If Patroclus were able to convince the humans to let go of their humanity, could they still be called humans?

Seeing that Wang Tong didn’t answer his question, he knew that the former was not interested. By then, he could feel a strong pulse coming from the Zerg in his chest. He knew that the reinforcements were near.

Even the little twitches of Wu Juetian’s mouth didn’t escape Wang Tong’s eyes, who spoke again, “Talk is over. Now, it’s time to send you back to your maker.”

Suddenly, Wu Juetian flicked his fingers and shot our an array of dark balls toward Wang Tong. As the grandmaster of the Dark Witch Sect, Wu Juetian possessed an incredible power. Otherwise, he would never have made it to Patroclus’ army. The Dark Witch sect specialized in a unique form of mastery, considered one of the ten deadliest mastery on the earth.

Although the Dark mastery’s attack did not cover a large swath as the elemental fire attacks did, its damage was more concentrated, and therefore, lethal to individual targets.

These black ichor balls were highly corrosive, and could melt through even the toughest METAL suit.