Chapter 71: No.104 Black Death (3)
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Chapter 71: No.104 Black Death (3)
A group of individuals clad in black surged out and crossed the flames to gather in front of the main gate (what remained of it).
With the crowd being large, it was easy to spot several skilled individuals among them.
Master level, Grand Master level, and Elder level
A warrior who seemed to be of elder level repeated the question that had just been asked.
And who are you?
The enemy attack.
. Madman.
I wont argue with that.
I readily agreed with that since my current actions bordered on crazy.
Realizing I was not someone to reason with the Elder issued an order.
Attack.
The figures in black spread out like a fan around me and launched a coordinated attack.
Several blades were aiming at me from all directions.
After skillfully maneuvering through the gaps, I channeled [Wind Force] into my hand and struck a figure in black on the right.
Bang!Updated from novelbIn.(c)om
The figure of the black-clad man tangled with those of his comrades behind him, and they all tumbled to the ground together.
Seizing that brief opening, I slipped through the encirclement and delivered a second [Inferno Fist] to the one who had pursued me the closest.
Booooooom!
In an instant, about a dozen figures in black were reduced to ashes.
In contrast, those ranked as masters or higher showed their skill by swiftly evading the range of the fiery storm.
It was clear that such attacks were less effective in a B-rank dungeon.
Although the encirclement quickly reformed, having witnessed and experienced what had just happened, they hesitated to advance rashly.
The Elder guy who had first addressed me attempted to initiate a conversation. Even though he called me a madman earlier, his tone was now surprisingly polite.
Could you possibly be a descendant of the Flame Emperor?
Flame Emperor?
What was that supposed to mean?
Did the Inferno Fist which was a fire-type attack make him think of such nickname?
If they were to misunderstand me in such a way,
I would actually prefer it.
It meant that attracting their attention had become easier.
I deliberately adopted an even more arrogant expression on my face.
I have no answer to give to mere scum of the heavenly demon cult.
..
Upon hearing those words, the figures clad in black exchanged glances among themselves, seemingly coming to an understanding.
The atmosphere tensed up considerably, and it seemed I was firmly labeled as a descendant of the Flame Emperor.
Normally at this point, any typical martial artist of demonic sects would scatter to save their own skin, but not one of the figures in black fled; they all stood their ground.
The Elder quickly instructed someone who appeared swift,
Hurry and bring back the leader.
Everyone began to burn their fighting spirit as if they were determined to fight to the death.
Shiiik!
This time the Elder took the lead and came in thrusting his sword at me.
I narrowly dodged the blade and lunged forward, but the Elder exchanged several blows with me even with the hand not holding the sword.
However, after a few exchanges, he was ultimately struck in the chest by a forceful wind and sent reeling backward in disarray.
Of course, my opponent was not the Elder alone.
As I immediately kicked the ground to evade, the spot where I had just been was savagely torn apart by the swords of the figures in black.
Seizing one of the pursuers close behind me, I hurled him away and launched a blast of compressed air along with him.
The figure shot away like a cannonball, but the others did not catch him; they simply stepped aside.
Eventually, the figure disappeared into the distance.
Come on, isnt he your friend?
Such heartless bastards.
Nonetheless, this created a brief moment of respite, and seizing this opportunity, I clenched my fist and thrust it forward with all my might.
Just when someone cried out in urgency,
Dodge it!
The masked people scurried out of the way in front of me.
Yet, nothing happened.
I didnt use the Inferno Fist, after all.
I couldnt help but smirk with my fist still extended.
Scared, arent you?
Still, Im faster.
Despite my taunts, I hadnt been using my full strength either, so the same scenario unfolded.
As I retreated, the Black Death Clan leader pursued me relentlessly while slashing through the air.
After this bizarre chase went on for some time, he suddenly asked,
How long do you plan to keep running?
Until I hear from Go Hyeon-woo.
Once I received the signal, I wouldnt just retreat and dodge around; I planned to turn my back and sprint away at full speed.
But until then, I was intent on biding my time.
However, being too overt might raise suspicions of an ulterior motive.
It seemed the leader of the Black Death Clan was beginning to sense something was off, so it was time for me to land a significant blow.
If you truly wish to see my real strength, then I shall show you.
At the sight of my fist turning a dark, blood-red color, the Black Death Clan leader momentarily slowed his offensive to prepare for what was to come.
But instead of unleashing the flames that enveloped my fist, they were absorbed back into my body.
[Overheat]
The flames spread throughout my body and provided me with immense power.
The Black Death Clan leaders expression hardened as he observed the flames.
. So, you are indeed a disciple of the Flame Emperor.
Thats not it at all.
Youre still going to deny it
Before the Black Death Clan leader could finish his sentence, I made a surprise move.
In an instant, I compressed space and reappeared behind him.
He turned swiftly to claw at me but his reaction was a beat too slow.
When I moved again to the opposite side and extended my hand, a compressed air burst exploded right in front of the Black Death Clan leader.
Boom!
It wasnt meant to cause damage, but merely to make him squint momentarily.
That was enough.
I had successfully created a blind spot in his field of vision, however brief it was.
I seized this fleeting opportunity to move directly in front of the Black Death Clan leader.
[Inferno Fist]
[Wind Force]
A burning fist followed by a gust of wind infused with physical force struck squarely into the abdomen of the Black Death Clan leader.
Kaboom!
His figure was instantly sent flying into the distance before crashing into the Black Death clan.
A storm of flames ensued and the buildings near the impact site crumbled into ruins.
..
Despite the dramatic turn of events, the reaction from the members of the Black Death Clan was overly dry.
Their leader had just been sent flying, yet they all stood firm and maintained a fan formation without a hint of emotion.
Not a single one cried out in concern for their leader.
This implied one thing clearly.
They harbored an unshakeable belief that their leader could not possibly be defeated by such means.
I also didnt have much expectations.
This wont be enough.
The [Inferno Fist] skill, while boasting immense destructive power relative to its rank due to its severe penalties, still fell short of taking down the final boss of a B-rank dungeon.
This raised a question.
If a fairly large tribes priest is a D-rank boss, how does a single leader of a Black Death Clan warrant a B-rank?
And how could he remain unscathed after taking a direct hit from the Inferno Fist?
The answer was surprisingly simple.
This is not a Black Death Clan.
Boooom!
From the spot where the Black Death Clan leader had crashed, a surge of dark energy erupted explosively.
Debris from the collapsed building scattered in all directions as a figure shrouded in black energy walked directly toward me.
Dreadful demonic energy was streaming out from every part of the Black Death Clan leaders body.
After the great demon war, the once mighty Heavenly Demon Cult had been shattered and divided.
And the true identity of the Black Death Clan leader was that of a high-ranking official who once oversaw the Black Death Sect of the Heavenly Demon Cult.
The Black Death Clan Leader, or rather, the Black Death Sect leader glared at me and spat out his words venomously.
If I dont tear you to pieces today, I swear Ill grind my bones to dust.
My response remained the same.
Save such threats for after youve caught me.
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Chapter 71: No.104 Black Death (3)
A group of individuals clad in black surged out and crossed the flames to gather in front of the main gate (what remained of it).
With the crowd being large, it was easy to spot several skilled individuals among them.
Master level, Grand Master level, and Elder level
A warrior who seemed to be of elder level repeated the question that had just been asked.
And who are you?
The enemy attack.
. Madman.
I wont argue with that.
I readily agreed with that since my current actions bordered on crazy.
Realizing I was not someone to reason with the Elder issued an order.
Attack.
The figures in black spread out like a fan around me and launched a coordinated attack.
Several blades were aiming at me from all directions.
After skillfully maneuvering through the gaps, I channeled [Wind Force] into my hand and struck a figure in black on the right.
Bang!Updated from novelbIn.(c)om
The figure of the black-clad man tangled with those of his comrades behind him, and they all tumbled to the ground together.
Seizing that brief opening, I slipped through the encirclement and delivered a second [Inferno Fist] to the one who had pursued me the closest.
Booooooom!
In an instant, about a dozen figures in black were reduced to ashes.
In contrast, those ranked as masters or higher showed their skill by swiftly evading the range of the fiery storm.
It was clear that such attacks were less effective in a B-rank dungeon.
Although the encirclement quickly reformed, having witnessed and experienced what had just happened, they hesitated to advance rashly.
The Elder guy who had first addressed me attempted to initiate a conversation. Even though he called me a madman earlier, his tone was now surprisingly polite.
Could you possibly be a descendant of the Flame Emperor?
Flame Emperor?
What was that supposed to mean?
Did the Inferno Fist which was a fire-type attack make him think of such nickname?
If they were to misunderstand me in such a way,
I would actually prefer it.
It meant that attracting their attention had become easier.
I deliberately adopted an even more arrogant expression on my face.
I have no answer to give to mere scum of the heavenly demon cult.
..
Upon hearing those words, the figures clad in black exchanged glances among themselves, seemingly coming to an understanding.
The atmosphere tensed up considerably, and it seemed I was firmly labeled as a descendant of the Flame Emperor.
Normally at this point, any typical martial artist of demonic sects would scatter to save their own skin, but not one of the figures in black fled; they all stood their ground.
The Elder quickly instructed someone who appeared swift,
Hurry and bring back the leader.
Everyone began to burn their fighting spirit as if they were determined to fight to the death.
Shiiik!
This time the Elder took the lead and came in thrusting his sword at me.
I narrowly dodged the blade and lunged forward, but the Elder exchanged several blows with me even with the hand not holding the sword.
However, after a few exchanges, he was ultimately struck in the chest by a forceful wind and sent reeling backward in disarray.
Of course, my opponent was not the Elder alone.
As I immediately kicked the ground to evade, the spot where I had just been was savagely torn apart by the swords of the figures in black.
Seizing one of the pursuers close behind me, I hurled him away and launched a blast of compressed air along with him.
The figure shot away like a cannonball, but the others did not catch him; they simply stepped aside.
Eventually, the figure disappeared into the distance.
Come on, isnt he your friend?
Such heartless bastards.
Nonetheless, this created a brief moment of respite, and seizing this opportunity, I clenched my fist and thrust it forward with all my might.
Just when someone cried out in urgency,
Dodge it!
The masked people scurried out of the way in front of me.
Yet, nothing happened.
I didnt use the Inferno Fist, after all.
I couldnt help but smirk with my fist still extended.
Scared, arent you?
Still, Im faster.
Despite my taunts, I hadnt been using my full strength either, so the same scenario unfolded.
As I retreated, the Black Death Clan leader pursued me relentlessly while slashing through the air.
After this bizarre chase went on for some time, he suddenly asked,
How long do you plan to keep running?
Until I hear from Go Hyeon-woo.
Once I received the signal, I wouldnt just retreat and dodge around; I planned to turn my back and sprint away at full speed.
But until then, I was intent on biding my time.
However, being too overt might raise suspicions of an ulterior motive.
It seemed the leader of the Black Death Clan was beginning to sense something was off, so it was time for me to land a significant blow.
If you truly wish to see my real strength, then I shall show you.
At the sight of my fist turning a dark, blood-red color, the Black Death Clan leader momentarily slowed his offensive to prepare for what was to come.
But instead of unleashing the flames that enveloped my fist, they were absorbed back into my body.
[Overheat]
The flames spread throughout my body and provided me with immense power.
The Black Death Clan leaders expression hardened as he observed the flames.
. So, you are indeed a disciple of the Flame Emperor.
Thats not it at all.
Youre still going to deny it
Before the Black Death Clan leader could finish his sentence, I made a surprise move.
In an instant, I compressed space and reappeared behind him.
He turned swiftly to claw at me but his reaction was a beat too slow.
When I moved again to the opposite side and extended my hand, a compressed air burst exploded right in front of the Black Death Clan leader.
Boom!
It wasnt meant to cause damage, but merely to make him squint momentarily.
That was enough.
I had successfully created a blind spot in his field of vision, however brief it was.
I seized this fleeting opportunity to move directly in front of the Black Death Clan leader.
[Inferno Fist]
[Wind Force]
A burning fist followed by a gust of wind infused with physical force struck squarely into the abdomen of the Black Death Clan leader.
Kaboom!
His figure was instantly sent flying into the distance before crashing into the Black Death clan.
A storm of flames ensued and the buildings near the impact site crumbled into ruins.
..
Despite the dramatic turn of events, the reaction from the members of the Black Death Clan was overly dry.
Their leader had just been sent flying, yet they all stood firm and maintained a fan formation without a hint of emotion.
Not a single one cried out in concern for their leader.
This implied one thing clearly.
They harbored an unshakeable belief that their leader could not possibly be defeated by such means.
I also didnt have much expectations.
This wont be enough.
The [Inferno Fist] skill, while boasting immense destructive power relative to its rank due to its severe penalties, still fell short of taking down the final boss of a B-rank dungeon.
This raised a question.
If a fairly large tribes priest is a D-rank boss, how does a single leader of a Black Death Clan warrant a B-rank?
And how could he remain unscathed after taking a direct hit from the Inferno Fist?
The answer was surprisingly simple.
This is not a Black Death Clan.
Boooom!
From the spot where the Black Death Clan leader had crashed, a surge of dark energy erupted explosively.
Debris from the collapsed building scattered in all directions as a figure shrouded in black energy walked directly toward me.
Dreadful demonic energy was streaming out from every part of the Black Death Clan leaders body.
After the great demon war, the once mighty Heavenly Demon Cult had been shattered and divided.
And the true identity of the Black Death Clan leader was that of a high-ranking official who once oversaw the Black Death Sect of the Heavenly Demon Cult.
The Black Death Clan Leader, or rather, the Black Death Sect leader glared at me and spat out his words venomously.
If I dont tear you to pieces today, I swear Ill grind my bones to dust.
My response remained the same.
Save such threats for after youve caught me.
Chapter 71: No.104 Black Death 3A group of individuals clad in black surged out and crossed the flames to gather in front of the main gate what remained of it.With the crowd being large, it was easy to spot several skilled individuals among them.Master level, Grand Master level, and Elder levelA warrior who seemed to be of elder level repeated the question that had just been asked.And who are you?The enemy attack.. Madman.I wont argue with that.I readily agreed with that since my current actions bordered on crazy.Realizing I was not someone to reason with the Elder issued an order.Attack.The figures in black spread out like a fan around me and launched a coordinated attack.Several blades were aiming at me from all directions.After skillfully maneuvering through the gaps, I channeled Wind Force into my hand and struck a figure in black on the right.Bang!Updated from novelbIn.comThe figure of the black-clad man tangled with those of his comrades behind him, and they all tumbled to the ground together.Seizing that brief opening, I slipped through the encirclement and delivered a second Inferno Fist to the one who had pursued me the closest.Booooooom!In an instant, about a dozen figures in black were reduced to ashes.In contrast, those ranked as masters or higher showed their skill by swiftly evading the range of the fiery storm.It was clear that such attacks were less effective in a B-rank dungeon.Although the encirclement quickly reformed, having witnessed and experienced what had just happened, they hesitated to advance rashly.The Elder guy who had first addressed me attempted to initiate a conversation. Even though he called me a madman earlier, his tone was now surprisingly polite.Could you possibly be a descendant of the Flame Emperor?Flame Emperor?What was that supposed to mean?Did the Inferno Fist which was a fire-type attack make him think of such nickname?If they were to misunderstand me in such a way,I would actually prefer it.It meant that attracting their attention had become easier.I deliberately adopted an even more arrogant expression on my face.I have no answer to give to mere scum of the heavenly demon cult...Upon hearing those words, the figures clad in black exchanged glances among themselves, seemingly coming to an understanding.The atmosphere tensed up considerably, and it seemed I was firmly labeled as a descendant of the Flame Emperor.Normally at this point, any typical martial artist of demonic sects would scatter to save their own skin, but not one of the figures in black fled; they all stood their ground.The Elder quickly instructed someone who appeared swift,Hurry and bring back the leader.Everyone began to burn their fighting spirit as if they were determined to fight to the death.Shiiik!This time the Elder took the lead and came in thrusting his sword at me.I narrowly dodged the blade and lunged forward, but the Elder exchanged several blows with me even with the hand not holding the sword.However, after a few exchanges, he was ultimately struck in the chest by a forceful wind and sent reeling backward in disarray.Of course, my opponent was not the Elder alone.As I immediately kicked the ground to evade, the spot where I had just been was savagely torn apart by the swords of the figures in black.Seizing one of the pursuers close behind me, I hurled him away and launched a blast of compressed air along with him.The figure shot away like a cannonball, but the others did not catch him; they simply stepped aside.Eventually, the figure disappeared into the distance.Come on, isnt he your friend?Such heartless bastards.Nonetheless, this created a brief moment of respite, and seizing this opportunity, I clenched my fist and thrust it forward with all my might.Just when someone cried out in urgency,Dodge it!The masked people scurried out of the way in front of me.Yet, nothing happened.I didnt use the Inferno Fist, after all.I couldnt help but smirk with my fist still extended.Scared, arent you?Still, Im faster.Despite my taunts, I hadnt been using my full strength either, so the same scenario unfolded.As I retreated, the Black Death Clan leader pursued me relentlessly while slashing through the air.After this bizarre chase went on for some time, he suddenly asked,How long do you plan to keep running?Until I hear from Go Hyeon-woo.Once I received the signal, I wouldnt just retreat and dodge around; I planned to turn my back and sprint away at full speed.But until then, I was intent on biding my time.However, being too overt might raise suspicions of an ulterior motive.It seemed the leader of the Black Death Clan was beginning to sense something was off, so it was time for me to land a significant blow.If you truly wish to see my real strength, then I shall show you.At the sight of my fist turning a dark, blood-red color, the Black Death Clan leader momentarily slowed his offensive to prepare for what was to come.But instead of unleashing the flames that enveloped my fist, they were absorbed back into my body.OverheatThe flames spread throughout my body and provided me with immense power.The Black Death Clan leaders expression hardened as he observed the flames.. So, you are indeed a disciple of the Flame Emperor.Thats not it at all.Youre still going to deny itBefore the Black Death Clan leader could finish his sentence, I made a surprise move.In an instant, I compressed space and reappeared behind him.He turned swiftly to claw at me but his reaction was a beat too slow.When I moved again to the opposite side and extended my hand, a compressed air burst exploded right in front of the Black Death Clan leader.Boom!It wasnt meant to cause damage, but merely to make him squint momentarily.That was enough.I had successfully created a blind spot in his field of vision, however brief it was.I seized this fleeting opportunity to move directly in front of the Black Death Clan leader.Inferno FistWind ForceA burning fist followed by a gust of wind infused with physical force struck squarely into the abdomen of the Black Death Clan leader.Kaboom!His figure was instantly sent flying into the distance before crashing into the Black Death clan.A storm of flames ensued and the buildings near the impact site crumbled into ruins...Despite the dramatic turn of events, the reaction from the members of the Black Death Clan was overly dry.Their leader had just been sent flying, yet they all stood firm and maintained a fan formation without a hint of emotion.Not a single one cried out in concern for their leader.This implied one thing clearly.They harbored an unshakeable belief that their leader could not possibly be defeated by such means.I also didnt have much expectations.This wont be enough.The Inferno Fist skill, while boasting immense destructive power relative to its rank due to its severe penalties, still fell short of taking down the final boss of a B-rank dungeon.This raised a question.If a fairly large tribes priest is a D-rank boss, how does a single leader of a Black Death Clan warrant a B-rank?And how could he remain unscathed after taking a direct hit from the Inferno Fist?The answer was surprisingly simple.This is not a Black Death Clan.Boooom!From the spot where the Black Death Clan leader had crashed, a surge of dark energy erupted explosively.Debris from the collapsed building scattered in all directions as a figure shrouded in black energy walked directly toward me.Dreadful demonic energy was streaming out from every part of the Black Death Clan leaders body.After the great demon war, the once mighty Heavenly Demon Cult had been shattered and divided.And the true identity of the Black Death Clan leader was that of a high-ranking official who once oversaw the Black Death Sect of the Heavenly Demon Cult.The Black Death Clan Leader, or rather, the Black Death Sect leader glared at me and spat out his words venomously.If I dont tear you to pieces today, I swear Ill grind my bones to dust.My response remained the same.Save such threats for after youve caught me.
