Chapter 429
Chapter 429
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>Translator: Ryuma
>Chapter: 429
>Chapter Title: Sithe
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Chapter 429: Sithe
Listening to their words, Li Huowang, who had just been lost in his own emotions, stared in astonishment at everything before him.
After snapping back to his senses, a rush of hot blood surged straight to his brain. “This is all because of you bastards!!”
With a “clang,” Li Huowang gripped his sword in one hand and kicked off the tiles with both feet, charging toward the three Sithe members who had their backs turned to him.
Hearing the whistling sound from behind, the targeted Sithe member’s body folded to the left as if it were broken, narrowly dodging the attack.
His head, dangling upside down, stared at Li Huowang in shock. “Boss Red Middle, still messing around! They won’t believe you anymore. Hurry up and go—we’ll cover you!”
At that moment, the hallucinatory Red Middle nearby leaned in, his face grave as he advised, “He’s right. This isn’t the time for games. Retreat is what matters.”
“Bullshit!” Li Huowang’s longsword slashed fiercely, its sharp blade carving across the bloody, skinless mess that was his face—yet nothing happened.
Just then, the Surveillance Division in the distance sprang into action. A purple-robed Daoist drew two fist-sized yellow talisman triangular flags from his sleeve and jammed them into the back of his own neck. He began chanting a spell while sketching a massive Eight Trigrams array in midair.
Each stroke of his finger through the air sent ripples of transparent distortion outward.
With a decisive finger pinch, the Daoist slammed the aerial array down onto the tiles at his feet. “All heads raised to behold, all heads bowed to obey! Above, the Six Jia; below, the Six Ding—the Three Pure Ones command it! I shall execute!”
In the next instant, a chorus of sharp cracks rang out as the tiles and beams beneath everyone shattered. Those standing on the tiles lost their footing and plummeted into the room below.
A massive ink-black Five Elements Eight Trigrams array materialized directly underneath, perfectly encompassing the three Sithe members along with Li Huowang.
The masked Surveillance Division agents from before had appeared below at some point, positioned around the array and staring intently with weapons at the ready.
In this moment of peril, one male Sithe gritted his teeth. He pushed off a nearby falling tile with one foot and shoved both hands toward Li Huowang with all his might. “Boss Red Middle! Get out of here!”
“Shua!” Li Huowang’s sword came down, severing both hands clean off.
Amid the Sithe’s stunned gaze, a black tentacle wrapped in copper coins quivered sharply. The coin sword unfurled with a clatter, slicing the Sithe’s head right off.
He had barely finished when the remaining two Sithe members and Li Huowang hit the ground.
The instant they touched the Five Elements Eight Trigrams array, it flared upward like a vast net, trapping them all together.
Seeing that they had ensnared even him in the process, Li Huowang’s fury boiled over. These idiots were utterly useless—nothing but trouble.
“What the hell are you doing?! I told you, I’m not Sithe!” Li Huowang’s left fingernails dug viciously into his own chin, ripping his entire face clean off.
Yet this desperate proof of innocence did nothing to sway the conspiring Surveillance Division agents. If anything, it spurred them to attack even faster.
The purple-robed Daoist reached back, yanked the yellow flag from his neck, and hurled it straight at Li Huowang.
The flagpole elongated in flight, twisting like spiraling spears as it bent and pierced the fatal acupoints of all three—front to back—stringing them together in an instant.
Then, with a flick from one Surveillance agent, several dark-green talismans shot over and plastered themselves to the trio’s foreheads. Not a single finger could twitch now.
Only after seeing the three pinned and helpless before them did the six Surveillance agents finally exhale in relief.
But just as the hunchbacked man holding the soul-summoning banner opened his mouth to speak, the impaled meatball in front of them began to writhe.
“How many times do I have to say it?! I’m not Sithe!!” Li Huowang’s roar, thick with murderous intent, exploded through the cramped room.
Amid everyone’s shock, black, viscous tentacles erupted from all over Li Huowang’s body, forcibly hoisting the three mangled figures upward.
A faint breeze lifted the talisman from Li Huowang’s forehead, revealing the bloodthirsty, killing glare beneath. “Kill!”
Surges of hot blood from Li Huowang’s body flooded into every one of Li Sui’s tentacles, causing the black appendages to swell massively in an instant.
Propelled by the tentacles’ whipping and thrashing, the entire meatball launched high into the air and hurtled toward the Surveillance agents.
As the agents scrambled to retreat, Li Sui within Li Huowang followed her father’s command. She snapped off two of his ribs, crossed them, and plunged them straight into his lungs.
Everyone instinctively clutched their own chests, their faces twisting in agony just like Li Huowang’s.
Seizing the moment while they reeled from the shared pain, Li Sui sharpened Li Huowang’s fingers and sent them spiraling into the temples of two Surveillance agents.
With the Daoist dead, the tattoo-like Eight Trigrams on the three faded rapidly. Li Huowang realized he could move again.
Ignoring the two bodies skewered to his back, the berserk-eyed Li Huowang tore the talisman from his forehead and charged the remaining Surveillance agents despite the searing pain racking his body.
“How many times do I have to say it?! I’m not fucking Sithe!!”
They hadn’t been able to handle him before when he was sealed. Now that he was free, they stood even less chance.
Especially with the remaining Sithe members and Li Sui pitching in from time to time—the Surveillance agents fell all the faster.
When the hunchback saw his white banner severed by a sword, he stumbled backward, babbling in panic, “Fine, fine, fine! You’re not Sithe! I believe you! I believe you!!”
A flash of white light—and the longsword, radiating baleful aura, plunged into his mouth mid-sentence, bursting out the back of his skull and embedding itself in the rammed-earth wall behind with a clang.
Li Huowang met the man’s despair-filled eyes and poured every ounce of strength into the hilt. The rammed-earth wall shattered outward in a spray of debris.
As the hunchback’s eyes rolled back and his limp hands fell from the sword grip, Li Huowang had slaughtered the entire Surveillance Division contingent.
“Boss Red Middle is incredible!”
“Yeah, that’s why he’s the boss and we’re just the little guys, right?”
Two jubilant voices piped up from Li Huowang’s back.
Li Huowang yanked the sword from the hunchback’s mouth and sheathed it behind him. Then he gripped the flagpole protruding from his body and slowly drew it out.
As the flagpole slid free, the Sithe member who had been skewered to his back was finally liberated.
Even as the two traded cheerful banter like a comedy duo, flattering Li Huowang nonstop, he drew the longsword from its sheath once more. Its blood-smeared tip hovered inches from their heads. “Where is Heart Elemental North Wind right now!”
(End of chapter)