The Invincible Dragon Emperor
Page 503Chapter 503: Defeat the Enemy
Translator: Panda_Penn Editor: Chrissy
Jiang Qiling had passed quite a large amount of soul energy to Lu Li. Besides, after the divine energy was absorbed by the silver dragon mark, it imparted more miraculous energy to Lu Li and his soul had become stronger consequently.
Also, Lu Li's soul energy seemed to have been transformed to a different state.
Lu Li could form more than 10,000 golden needles with his psychic power now. Those needles might be less tough than the knife but they were not weak. What mattered was the sheer number.
Hundreds of golden needles of psychic power broke into warriors of the Feather Race and began to infiltrate theirs Soul Ponds. Warriors of the Feather Race had lost their minds. They felt stings in their souls as if they were torn apart. How could they mind their bodies and fight back?
The royal disciple of the Feather Race witnessed everything. He saw how Lu Li slaughtered so many of the Feather Race so easily. The royal disciple was in a panic. Lu Li was quite close to him now. Considering that the two's speeds were quite similar, the royal disciple would die in Lu Li's hands if the distance between them was too short.
"Buzzing!"
A ray of light as glaring and bright as sun came out from between his eyebrows. Next, a golden longbow appeared in the royal disciple's hand. He discharged more than 10 arrows toward Lu Li. The arrows connected end to end with such a might that they pierced through the space, leaving behind small cracks.
"Eh?"
Lu Li felt danger. He looked up and saw streaks of golden light whooshing to him, tearing open the space. He noticed the golden longbow in the royal disciple's hand. Lu Li could tell that the longbow was a piece of treasure. It must be one impressive Holy Grade Xuan Artifact if not a Quasi Relic.
"Buzzing!"
Jiang Qiling noticed that before Lu Li so she moved the shield to protect Lu Li. She could tell that these golden arrows were more powerful than average ones and was worried that Lu Li could be hurt.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang!"
Countless arrows bumped against the shield which glared and trembled. After five bouts of arrows, the shield's glare died down. It shrank and flew back to Jiang Qiling's hand. Blood seeped out from the corner of her mouth.
Lu Li wielded his saber and hacked at the coming arrows. While his saber and the arrows bumped together, a surge of strength ran down his arm. He almost lost grip of his divine weapon of Dragon King.
"That was close!"
Lu Li's saber was sliding away so he had to use Blood Claw to crush the arrows.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
More arrows kept coming and were crushed by Lu Li's Blood Claw. It didn't disappoint him as it could penetrate through all the arrows. The arrows discharged by the royal disciple of the Feather Race all crumbled in Lu Li's Blood Claw. Nothing stood a chance in front of him.
"It's impolite not to return what I have just received. You, prepare for your death—"
Lu Li shouted coldly and angrily. Once again, he generated dozens of clones and released many golden needles of psychic power. This time, he didn't kill anybody. Instead, he charged forward and swept to all directions with his saber, smashing all of the Feather Race in his way while he and a couple of clones dashed toward the royal disciple.
"Bang, bang, bang~"
One clone after another was shattered. Lu Li was getting closer to the royal disciple who finally felt fear by staring into Lu Li's cold eyes.
"Soo-doo."
The royal disciple gave an order to retreat or at least to leave this area. Lu Li was not slower than him. The royal disciple wouldn't let Lu Li approach him. His life was too precious to be squandered here.
What was more frightening was Lu Li's attacks. He had killed more than 1000 in such a short span of time while only one person died on Lu Li's side. The royal disciple of the Feather Race was scared to his bones. The royal disciple of the Feather Race was displeased because as any of his people had died, the Barbarian Race hadn't launched attacks, and the Voodoo Race had run away…
The Feather Race withdrew in a fast speed. Lu Li could catch up with them but it wouldn't bring him any good. More Asmodians had chased up to him and the Barbarian Race was ready to attack as well.
"Should we kill them or not?"
Everyone was consumed with anger and rage. They felt the deeply buried desire to vent their hatred and yelled, "Kill. Kill them all."
Lu Li made up his mind and turned back to face the Asmodians. He released his golden needles, rendering the charging Asmodians still. Then he slaughtered them with his saber.
Asmodians were trying to chase after Lu Li. They didn't expect Lu Li to fight back and their formation had become messy. Given that the Voodoo Race and the Feather Race had run for their lives and the Asmodians were not stupid, their morale was low.
"Swish~"
From the space to the left of Lu Li, a shadow flew out toward a warrior of the Du Family. Lu Li was trying to kill the other three Asmodians on the left so he could not come to that warrior's rescue in time. He had to release his golden needles of psychic power while shouting, "Look out!"
It was too late nonetheless. Golden needles of psychic power had entered the Asmodian's head but its spear also pierced into the head of the Du Family warrior.
"Bang!"
The Du Family warrior's head was crushed, which enraged Jiang Hu and the others. Jiang Hu hacked at the Asmodian using his saber and killed it.
"If Asmodians won't retreat, we must withdraw!"
Lu Li knew that they could not go on like this anymore. They must find a chance to withdraw before every single one of them was stabbed to death by the Asmodians.
Lu Li glanced to the crowd of Asmodians and notice one with a somewhat strange appearance. The Asmodian was half naked, wearing a black short. It was short and small and its face was bony. It held a saber with faint red glows.
A group of Asmodians surrounded it. Lu Li could tell that this one must be the royal disciple. Pointing at it with his saber, Lu Li shouted in anger, "That is the royal disciple of the Asmodians. Kill that one!"
With that said, Lu Li flew over on his Fate Wheel. The Asmodians descended into chaos. They circled around their royal disciple and began to withdraw, leaving behind dozens to cover their retreat.
"Okay!"
"Buzzing!"
As he had expected, the space to the sides of him began to tremble. Two Asmodians stuck their heads out from the void and tried to stab at Lu Li and Jiang Hu with their spears.
"Die!"
Lu Li roared and released his golden needles of psychic power. He swung his saber up high. One of the Asmodians was cut to death before it could even fly up.
"Boom!"
The other Asmodian was shot by the golden needles of psychic power and then was hacked to death by Jiang Hu. At the same time, the ground began to burst open as several Asmodians rushed out to stab at Lu Li's Fate Wheel.
"Clank, clank, clank, clank~"
However, Lu Li's Fate Wheel was so hard that the spears could not even leave a mark. Lu Li released soul attacks and smashed the Asmodians with his Fate Wheel.
"Bang, bang, bang~"
The Barbarian Race began their escape. They might seem stupid but it was not the truth. They didn't take any actions while the Asmodians and the Feather Race were attacking Lu Li. Clearly, the Barbarians knew that they didn't have the ability to kill Lu Li.
"You want to run now? Hold your horses!"
The Feather Race and the Asmodians were fast and their attacks were weird. Lu Li was afraid of the toxins used by the Voodoo Race because the number of Toxin Protection Pellets he had was limited. But he was not so sacred of the Barbarian Race. Apart from their strength, the only notable thing about the Barbarian Race was their thunderbolts. If Lu Li acted with caution, he should be okay.
Therefore…
Lu Li planned to hunt down the Barbarian Race and kill them all. Those were all battle points to him. Also, he had been harboring some anger that he wanted to let out on the Barbarian Race.