Night of Despair-Chapter 434 - 432 intercept two

Huff...Huff...

The two relaxed a bit, quickly bowing their heads and gasping for air.

But their intense curiosity made them unable to resist looking up again, towards the front, wanting to see who it was that saved them, who had blocked that pressure for them.

Lifting their heads, they finally saw clearly.

Three figures, all dressed in Daoist robes, stood with their backs to them, each calmly walking towards the three figures of the Black Disaster from different directions.

"We might not be able to overcome the last one...." one of the figures in a golden mask drew a long sword from his waist and spoke out.

"No worries, I am here," replied the figure in a purple Daoist robe mask, his voice soft, walking behind.

"You handle the other two; I will deal with the last one."

Ku Chan’s voice sounded gently; he stopped walking, and the Chi Xiao Sword slowly drew out, slanting towards the ground.

"I am relieved with you here," Qing Huang said at ease.

"Don’t take it lightly, this Black Disaster is different from the previous ones," said Zhao Jingtang, the second speaker.

"You say that to every small soldier, I’ve heard it dozens of times all the way here," Qing Huang replied helplessly.

"Better safe than sorry," Zhao Jingtang chuckled, unconcerned.

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"Let’s begin," Ku Chan ended the conversation, the blade of his sword trembling.

Hiss.

A large amount of ominous, eerie dark red flames surged out from the shadows behind him.

The flames mingled with Spirit Light, quickly weaving into an indistinct giant bird shape.

Roar!

The giant bird raised its head and roared, its body ablaze with dark red fire light, rushing up hundreds of meters into the sky.

Around it in the air, rings of semi-transparent, heavy spiritual pressure burst forth.

This spiritual pressure was several times stronger than what Ku Chan usually released at full force.

At that moment, the pressure descended from the sky like an invisible column of light, shooting fiercely and directly hitting the three Black Disaster figures supported by the black water.

"Spiritual Technique·Purple Immortal Sky."

Ku Chan’s eyes simultaneously lit up with dark red luminescence, within the glow, a purplish-red phoenix silhouette flickered in and out of visibility.

This was one of the ordinary Spiritual Techniques of Zihe Palace, which originally should have released a purple phoenix spell, but at this moment it had mutated into a dark red giant bird.

And its power was also hundreds of times stronger than the original!

Crack.

In that black hole, numerous black waters were agitated and churned by the enormous pressure, causing the surrounding ground to continuously collapse and fracture.

It was as if a huge round stamp was forcefully suppressing the land.

"If you can’t even withstand a greeting," Ku Chan’s eyes cold, his Chi Xiao Sword gently lifted horizontally, pointing forward.

"Then let’s die together."

Clang.

The blade trembled, issuing a clear ring.

At the same moment, the tip of the sword suddenly brightened with a dazzling red light.

Hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss!!

Amidst the red light, cannonball-like, dense dark red fire phoenixes shot out, in the blink of an eye dozens scattered and lunged towards the direction of the three in the black hole.

Each phoenix unrestrainedly released a terrifying spiritual pressure. Their bodies mixed with Spirit Light flames, furiously burning everything around them.

In an instant, the entire snow field in front turned into a dark red sea of fire, no longer clear to see anything.

But at that moment.

A clump of pitch-black viscous liquid formed a huge round ball, rapidly expanding from within.

Then.

Boom!

An explosion sounded.

The black spherical ball burst open directly.

Inside, massive amounts of twisted, centipede-like black creatures splashed out.

These creatures had long, slim bodies with fierce mouthparts, each tens of meters long, and as they burst with the explosion, they plunged into the dark red flames, colliding fiercely with the fire birds, then perishing together, exploding into fragments, scattering down.

"Oh?" Ku Chan raised an eyebrow, looking towards the sinister humanoid in black scales inside the black hole.

"It seems you are worth being consumed by me."

"....." The humanoid did not speak, just flashed forward, blinking across tens of meters, rapidly approaching Ku Chan.

Ku Chan also advanced with his sword, his speed ever increasing, becoming faster and more urgent.

The two charged at each other simultaneously.

Afterwards.

Bang!!!

A loud noise.

At the moment of collision, red and black rings of light exploded, rippling outward in circles.

Destroying everything within tens of meters around.

The ground disappeared into thin air, leaving a hemispherical big pit.

Yet the two had no intention of falling to the bottom of the pit, clashing together in mid-air like lightning.

Behind, Qing Huang and Zhao Jingtang had already gotten used to such sights, each finding their own opponents, Wade and the Blood Mother, and instantly, areas of silver Spirit Light mixed with dark red blood burst open.

The three factions clashed at the same time.

And the initial instigators of this large battle, Mills and Rekus, seemed as though they had been forgotten, sitting dumbly on the sled, watching all this unfold.

"Should we, now, perhaps, run away?" Mills asked dumbly.

"I don’t think running away is a good choice, just like I don’t think it’s a coincidence that the people from the Spirit Alliance just happened to arrive here to save us," Rekus stared at the terrifying scene in front that almost changed the world, feeling like suddenly stepping into a sci-fi fantasy movie.

But the real and tangible feeling told him, this was not a dream...

"Should we retreat a bit then?" Mills ducked a flying stone, unable to help but suggest.

Stones, scattered by the residual waves of the fighting, had already become a serious threat to their lives.

If they didn’t run now, it might really be too late.

"You drive!" Rekus hurriedly said.

"But haven’t you been driving all along??" Mills was stunned.

"My hands are out of strength…." Rekus sighed, looking at the exaggerated battle scene in the distance, he truly recalled his previous confrontations with the Spirit Alliance.

Now, thinking back, he knew how frightening it was. If he had accidentally exposed himself then, his grave would probably have grown grass three feet tall by now!

At this moment, Rekus raised his head, took a deep breath, preparing to exhale long to relax his tense nerves.

But as soon as he looked up, he saw a vague figure standing on the nose of a white transport plane.

"Wait, what is that!? How can someone stand on the plane with such strong wind!?"

Rekus doubted his own vision.

But on second thought, if the battles just now were real, then it wasn’t too hard to accept that a person could stand on top of a plane.

The next second, he was just about to have his friend Mills look too.

But the figure on the plane took a step forward, stepping into the air, and lightly falling from the sky.

As he fell, he got closer and closer to the ground.

Rekus gradually could see the person’s face more clearly.

The person wore a wide white Daoist robe, carried no weapons, and had empty hands.

But his figure was exceptionally sturdy, his right eye wore a black eyepatch, and his body continuously lit up with faint silver flames as he fell.

"It’s the Spirit Alliance Leader!" Rekus immediately recognized the person, who was falling right into the mouth of the dark hole where the black water surged out.

"He’s jumping directly into that black hole… This is the Spirit Alliance, huh? So fierce!" Mills now finally understood why his premonition ability didn’t give any danger alert. Because... the whole place was full of Spirit Alliance’s monstrous troops, they didn’t need to worry about being swallowed by the Black Disaster.

"The Alliance Leader is personally taking action… Let’s run while we can!" Mills reminded.

"It’s useless... If we continue like this, other than running, what can we do? There’s no hope…" Rekus rejected his suggestion.

"You… plan to join them?" Mills asked incredulously.

"Why not? Bai Luote doesn’t care about these hundreds of thousands of civilians, no one can handle it, the military even cut off contact methods, not answering calls. We are the ones being abandoned. Now, only the Spirit Alliance is handling matters."

Rekus said, "No matter their reasons, the fact now is, they are handling it!"

"..."

Mills drove away, turning the car around, and also fell into silence.

Yes, no matter how bad the reputation of the Spirit Alliance is, the fact is, they did what even the government on Bai Luote’s side didn’t want to do.

In those towns, only they were protecting the residents.

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Blood Energy Group—Underground Research Facility.

Crack.

The floating black gate made a crisp sound again, the door was already half open, and the pale old crone had already squeezed in half of her body into this world.

Swish!

Yu Hong’s figure appeared directly in this ruined hall.

He paid no attention to the battle of Ku Chan and the two others, it was their fight, he indeed could have helped end it quickly, but if he couldn’t take this chance to grow stronger, adapt to fighting with the Source Disaster.

Later encountering powerful opponents that others couldn’t handle without him, his allies might end up very tragically.

Thus, being able to stand alone was very important.

And now, Yu Hong went straight to the root of the problem here, the Gate of Despair.

He had just arrived here, but what he saw was different from what he had envisioned.

Inside the black gate, the familiar pale old crone had already crawled half of her body out, and her emerging speed was still increasing.

"It seems I’ve arrived just in time." Yu Hong narrowed his eyes, his right hand opened, strands and threads of dark red Inner Strength converged in his palm.

At the same time, a massive amount of silver light infiltrated from the surroundings, giving the dark red Inner Strength a layer of silver hue.

"It’s you..." Yu Hong recognized the face of the old crone. "To think you could follow me here..."

Crack.

Finally, the gate was forced open even wider.

The entire body of the pale old crone was suddenly able to squeeze directly into this world.

A series of eerie, high-pitched laughter mixed with painful moans dispersed through the air around, as if accompanying her entrance.

Snap!

As more of the old crone entered this world, the space around the entire door began to distort slightly, revealing black cracks.

It looked like she almost managed to enter completely.

Suddenly, the corners of the old crone’s mouth curved up, and she thrust herself forward. Her entry speed instantly accelerated.

Crack!!

The frame of the gate exploded, turning into countless black fragments.

The next instant, a burly figure dressed in a white Daoist robe, appeared in front of her.

"Go..."

A round of blue and white twisted faces sun appeared behind the figure, burning fiercely.

"Back!!"

A punch!

The figure raised a hand, punching forward, hitting directly with a terrifying force, fiercely smashing into the old crone’s face.