kvmb Chapter 417 Town Wind
Chapter 417 Town Wind
Unable to hold the Wind-Fixing Pearl in her hand, she recalled what Lin Tian had said:
That day I observed that this White Wind Demon was quite powerful. You might be able to defeat him, but you might not be able to capture him.
I see he belongs to the wind element. Here's what I'll do: I'll lend you this treasure. In a crucial moment, it can give him a shock, ensuring he can't escape.
【However, you must remember that although I have charged this magical artifact, it is only enough for you to use once. So unless the evil monster shows signs of weakness, it is best not to use it lightly.】
Before the battle began, he had already carried the Wind-Fixing Pearl with him, remembering Lin Tian's words, so he hadn't used it yet.
Now that the Frostwolf God had been defeated by him and was preparing to escape as a wicked wind, and since he had no ranged attack methods, he thought the time was right and took out this magic weapon.
Facing the Frost Wolf God in the sky, one cannot immediately use this incredibly powerful wind-stabilizing magic weapon.
Buzz! ! ! ! ! !
As the magical artifact was used, an invisible wave of energy unfolded, spreading rapidly. The moment it touched the white evil wind, the evil wind immediately became chaotic.
"Wh...what is that?!"
"Ugh! Ah!!!"
A painful roar came from the white evil wind, and with several explosions, the white slanting wind that was originally floating in the air plummeted straight down.
boom! ! ! !
Under the powerful effect of the Wind-Fixing Pearl, the Frostwolf God was instantly reduced to his original form, crashing to the ground and creating a large crater.
Seeing this, he slowly walked forward and came before the Frostwolf God.
At this moment, the Frostwolf God lay half-dead on the ground. After suffering this fierce blow, the Frostwolf God had completely lost his fighting ability and had no ability to resist.
"Amitabha."
"Stop killing with killing, control violence with violence."
"In the next life, never bully the weak again."
They couldn't just assume they were victorious; everyone reacted with varying expressions upon seeing this scene.
The monks were naturally overjoyed, as the fall of the Frostwolf God meant they had essentially won the battle.
On the other hand, the Frostwolf tribe was filled with pessimism, confusion, and despair.
They had always been victorious in the past, so they had never experienced defeat and were unaware of the mental journey of those who had lost.
Now, as defeated generals, they truly understand this feeling.
What will become of them? Will they be converted by these people, or will they be slaughtered?
They have no idea now...
Of course, their fate is another story; what's more important now is the dying Frostwolf God.
Lin Tian discovered through experiments that killing the gods of this world yields substantial rewards based on the strength of one's faith. Therefore, Lin Tian has only one instruction for these gods, as well as himself:
kill!
Looking at the corpse of the Frostwolf God, he couldn't help but raise his fist and then forcefully swung it down.
At this moment, there was no trace of the compassion and mercy of a monk in his eyes; instead, his eyes were filled with the killing intent unique to a warrior.
Die!
boom! ! ! ! !
Ok?
He couldn't show a puzzled expression, for no other reason than...
His attack was blocked.
"you......."
He couldn't follow the direction of his fist and looked ahead, only to find a pure black flaming sword blocking his way, making it impossible for his fist to advance.
Looking up along the longsword, one immediately spotted a black-robed phantom wielding a flaming longsword.
"…Who is it?"
The black-robed phantom did not answer the question of no answer, but after a moment of silence, it suddenly exerted its power.
call! ! ! !
A terrifying burst of fiery power erupted, and the black, malevolent flames unleashed a terrifying crescent-shaped slash. Under the powerful impact, even Bu Neng was instantly sent flying.
boom! ! ! ! ! !
The attack was extremely powerful from the start. The black-robed phantom shocked everyone present. No one expected that the incredibly powerful figure would be sent flying by a single blow.
The monks, in particular, could hardly believe what they were seeing, but they only began to feel relieved when they could no longer get up from the snow.
He didn't die from that attack. Or rather, as a melee unit, he was naturally tough and resilient. Although that attack sent him flying, it wasn't fatal.
but.......
He looked down at his chest and saw a flame formed from a slash, now clinging to it.
He couldn't even frown slightly, as the black flames continued to scorch him. An ordinary person would have collapsed and wailed in agony long ago, but he couldn't be mentally strong enough to make him even flinch.
What truly made him frown was the guy who suddenly appeared to save the day. After blocking his attack, the guy not only blocked it but also delivered a powerful counterattack.
Judging from his actions upon his arrival, his purpose seems to be to save the dying Frostwolf God.
"Amitabha."
He couldn't help but wonder why he was doing this, but he was certain that the guy in front of him was an enemy, so he didn't hesitate any longer and threw a punch at him.
boom! ! !
boom! ! !
boom! ! !
In an instant, the two figures clashed, their fists and flames intertwining. Both were formidable opponents, and neither was willing to give an inch in the battle.
However, as the battle progressed, the weakness of the system became apparent.
First of all, the opponent seems to have no physical form, so although the punches can hit the enemy, the damage they cause is very limited.
Although he was thick-skinned, the black flames were terrifying; if one was not careful, they could leave large wounds on his body.
Even though he couldn't be unafraid of the pain, the wounds were real, and coupled with the depletion and injuries from the previous battle with the Frostwolf God, he was actually somewhat no match for the guy in front of him.
Seeing this, Bu Dong's already furrowed brows deepened even more. Clearly, he couldn't just sit idly by and wait for his fate; he had to find a way to break the deadlock.
However, the opponent's fighting spirit did not seem very high. After several exchanges with Wubu, they realized that Wubu was a tough nut to crack, so they simply repelled Wubu and came to the side of Frostwolf.
"You...you!!!"
"How could you...!!!"
As the battle progressed, the Frostwolf God gradually regained some consciousness. Although he was still unable to move, he was able to begin to assess his surroundings.
He clearly recognized the black-robed phantom. Upon seeing him, the Frostwolf God's body trembled uncontrollably, and the fear in his eyes was impossible to conceal.
This feeling is like a false god encountering a true god, or a house cat meeting a tiger; that sense of oppression is something that can never be faked.
"I......"
The Frostwolf God wanted to say something, but the black-robed phantom didn't give him a chance. It simply opened its left hand, releasing black flames that transformed into a giant claw that enveloped the Frostwolf God.
A short while later, the Frostwolf God disappeared without a trace, and before leaving, the black-robed phantom glanced at him one last time.
tread! ! !
He chose to take off and fly away, leaving him standing there alone with a complicated expression.