Chapter 136: Fierce Might Revealed

Pfft…

Rushing up from behind, he grabbed the opponent’s neck in one hand. With a light swipe of the sharp scimitar, he slit his throat.

Bailier, holding a longbow, personally led a team of elites to clear the path in front. Each of these Silver Armor Warriors held a cold-gleaming scimitar. Their figures drifted like shadows as they eliminated one unsuspecting sentry after another. Treading on specially made combat boots, they walked soundlessly, sneaking into the valley like ghosts. Slowly, they got closer and closer to the tent where the Son of Fallen, Luer, was located.

“Who?”

Just as the Silver Armor Warriors were about to swarm up, Luer, who was refining the Crystal World, suddenly felt his brow twitch, sensing a trace of Killing Intent. Following his loud shout, the Fallen Guards, who had been sitting still and focusing on their Cultivation, suddenly woke up. They pounced on the Silver Armor Warriors with soaring Killing Intent. Each wielded a heavy sword, with fallen angels engraved on the hilts. Before they even got close, a wave of evil Fallen Aura rushed toward them.

The Silver Armor Warriors at the very front instantly paused in their thoughts, their limbs turning cold. It was as if they were facing a group of invincible killing gods, leaving their minds completely blank.

“Careful!”

Bailier was shocked and quickly pulled back. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! In an instant, she shot three sharp arrows, hitting right between the eyebrows of three Fallen Guards. Her reaction was swift, but the few Silver Armor Warriors who charged at the very front were not so lucky. Before they could react, their heads were chopped off by the ferocious Fallen Guards. A nearly perfect sneak attack instantly turned into a head-on assault!

The Silver Armor Warriors were skilled in stealth and sneak attacks, but in terms of frontal combat power, they were far inferior to the murderous Fallen Guards. Being outnumbered, they soon suffered heavy casualties.

“Bailier, I’ll handle things here. You go seize the Crystal World, quick!”

At the critical moment, the Brocade-Robed Old Man, who had been overseeing the battle from the side, personally took action. A crystal Magic Staff appeared in his hand. After silently chanting a few incantations, the temperature within a radius of several thousand meters dropped sharply, and goose-feather-like snowflakes drifted down. Upon landing on the ground, each snowflake transformed into a water giant over five meters tall. Raising their hands, they shot out sharp water arrows and charged toward the Fallen Guards with heavy steps.

Crystal Guardian!

With just one move, the Brocade-Robed Old Man displayed the powerful combat strength of a Holy Step Magician. Caught off guard, dozens of Fallen Guards fell instantly. The Silver Armor Warriors, who had suffered heavy losses, were greatly boosted in morale and suddenly launched a sharp counterattack. Amidst the sky full of snowflakes, they forcibly scattered the formation of the Fallen Guards. Under the cover of the water giants, several of them joined forces to kill one Fallen Guard. Then, without pausing, they pounced toward the next target.

Chi…

Bailier’s figure was light and graceful. Even in battle, her every movement held an indescribable beauty. If she changed into a spotless Nun’s robe, she would definitely be a beauty that made one’s heart skip a beat just by looking. She looked weak, but she was decisive. Leading a team of warriors, she rushed straight to the tent not far away, directly split the sturdy canvas, and charged in.

“Just a little bit, only a little bit left… you damn trash!”

Seeing Bailier and her group suddenly barging in, Luer was furious. ‘Whoosh,’ a majestic Fallen Aura surged out from his body, carrying an overwhelming pressure. Under this pressure, the Silver Armor Warriors turned pale, and even the murderous Fallen Guards changed their expressions.

No one knew better than them how terrifying an enraged Son of Fallen could be!

Whoosh…

Bailier raised her hand and shot a sharp long arrow straight toward Luer’s glabella, being the first to react.

“A mere archer, how dare you act so presumptuously!”

Luer, calming down from his rage, let out a cold laugh. He took a cold step forward, and an invisible force crushed the long arrow that had flown halfway into pieces. The Silver Armor Warriors who rushed into the tent were drenched in cold sweat, their minds blank. Before they could even fight, they had already lost all will to battle. No matter how brave or fearless they were in the past, at this moment, their hands and feet were ice cold, and a deep fear rose from the depths of their minds.

“Retreat!”

Looking at Luer who was revealing his fierce might, Bailier’s heart sank. She instantly understood that the mission this time could not be completed. Although she didn’t know Luer’s identity, she could determine that his identity was definitely not simple. Such pure and majestic Fallen Aura was countless times stronger than ordinary Fallen Guards; he was simply invincible!

“Leave? Do you think it’s still time to leave? You ruined my plan, so stay and keep me company!”

Luer sneered. He reached out and pulled out the long sword at his waist. With a flash of black light, over a dozen Silver Armor Warriors who had lost their will to fight fell to the ground. He grabbed at the Void with his right hand, attempting to capture the graceful and moving Bailier alive. Unexpectedly, a cold light suddenly flashed in the air, and crystal mirrors appeared one after another. In each mirror, there was a graceful figure, making people dazzled.

Thousand-Faced Crystal!

Bailier used the Innate Divine Ability she was best at. Her body swayed, and she appeared beside the Brocade-Robed Old Man like the wind. “Father Lord, this is bad. This is a big shot from the Fallen City. We are no match for him. Let’s go quickly!”

As long as there was a shred of opportunity, Bailier would never let the treasure, Crystal World, fall into the hands of outsiders. However, that didn’t mean she would stubbornly rush up to send herself to her death! The strength of this Son of Fallen, Luer, far exceeded previous imagination. Perhaps everyone on this trip combined would not be his opponent!

“Great Fallen Demon God, please bestow powerful strength upon the Son of Fallen!”

Before Bailier and the others could get far, Luer’s cold voice suddenly came from the air. A massive Demon God Phantom appeared behind him. It had a thousand eyes and a thousand hands; every eye was pitch black, and just one look made people feel as if they would sink forever. Every hand was forming a profound hand seal, possessing boundless power. The Fallen Bible held in his hands suddenly erupted with an overwhelming Fallen Aura, sealing the entire valley. Even the Brocade-Robed Old Man, a Holy Step Magician, could not sense a trace of external power at this moment; he couldn’t escape even if he had wings.

“Fallen Demon God?”

Looking at the Demon God Phantom behind Luer, Hu Feng, who had been lurking in the darkness, was also greatly shocked. The Fallen Bible, coupled with the powerful Great Fallen Technique, meant the combat power of this Son of Fallen, Luer, had far surpassed that of ordinary Holy Step Strongers. It gave him the feeling that he wasn’t much weaker than that Demi-god Stronger, Redelson!

“You… who are you?”

Looking at the powerful Luer, the Brocade-Robed Old Man’s face turned pale. Before, although he sensed that Luer was powerful and had hidden his strength at the auction house, he hadn’t expected his strength to be so terrifying!

“Luer. Of course, you can also call me Son of Fallen!”

Luer smiled coldly, his gaze sweeping over the Silver Armor Warriors, finally resting on Bailier. Appreciating the panicked, fearful, and helpless look of his enemies before death had always been his favorite!

“Son of Fallen?”

A wave of bitterness rose in the Brocade-Robed Old Man’s heart; he hadn’t expected to encounter this legendary Great Demon Head.

In the notorious Fallen City, a warning circulated: better to offend the high-and-mighty Fallen King than to offend the Son of Fallen. One could imagine how terrifying this guy was!

“You want this treasure?”

Looking at the terrified Brocade-Robed Old Man, Luer twitched his lips in disdain. He took out the crystal Crystal World and carelessly held it in his palm. “Hahaha, speak up. If you don’t say it, how would I know if you want it? It doesn’t matter if you have no money; just let your daughter beside you come over and trade. As long as she serves me comfortably enough, this treasure will be yours!”

Luer made no attempt to hide his intentions. As he spoke, he stared unscrupulously at Bailier’s heaving chest, ignoring the angry gazes of the Silver Armor Warriors. Under the lockdown of the Fallen Aura, these Silver Armor Warriors, no matter how powerful, could not escape; they were all doomed. With this interruption, the refining of the Crystal World had gone down the drain. If he didn’t torture them severely, how could he vent the anger in his heart?

“Kill!”

The Silver Armor Warriors bowed to the Brocade-Robed Old Man and Bailier, then desperately pounced on Luer, the Great Demon Head. Knowing they were bound to die, they instead sparked unprecedented courage. A scholar may be killed but not humiliated; if given a choice, they would rather die on the battlefield! Their courage was commendable, but sadly, before they could get close to Luer, they were killed one by one by the remaining Fallen Guards.

Under the supervision of Luer, the Son of Fallen, every Fallen Guard was as violent as a wounded beast, their combat power greatly increased.

“Father, I have harmed you, and I have harmed the many warriors!”

Looking at the warriors’ corpses, the stubborn Bailier’s tearful eyes turned red. She reached out and pulled out a sharp dagger, stabbing it toward her chest. However, before she could pierce her armor, she was firmly held back by her father at her side. As a City Lord, the Brocade-Robed Old Man, usually high and mighty, was now dispirited, no different from an ordinary old man.

“Hahaha, beautiful lady, come here. Right here. As long as you serve me comfortably, not only will this treasure be yours, but your father can also be spared, given a way to live!”

Looking at the externally soft but internally strong Bailier, Luer laughed unscrupulously. To the side, Elkins, with a worried look on his face, shook his head and stepped forward to whisper, “Young Master Luer, this place is not far from Glory Castle. Such a massive Fallen Aura might accidentally attract a large group of Glory Knights. We can’t delay any longer; don’t forget our mission.”

“No matter how many Glory Knights come, they are just sending themselves to death. What is there to fear! Elkins, you have grown old!”

Luer disapproved. With a thought, tough ropes suddenly appeared in the air, binding the father and daughter, the Brocade-Robed Old Man and Bailier, preparing to take them into the tent to enjoy slowly. Unexpectedly, before his voice faded, a gust of sinister wind suddenly appeared behind him. His raised left hand was cut off at the root, and the Crystal World, which he had finally obtained, fell into the hands of a young man in the blink of an eye.

“Is that so?”

Hu Feng, who had been patiently waiting, seized the opportunity and struck decisively at the moment Luer was most distracted during his loud laughter.

After succeeding in one strike, he quickly retreated. With a forceful slash of the sharp Death Oak, he tore open the blockade of the Fallen Aura. People looked up and discovered that countless Glory Knights had appeared around the valley at some point. Following Hu Feng’s command, they pounced forward with momentum like a rainbow, and the airtight encirclement became narrower and narrower.