mesbooks Chapter 132 Slaying Evil and Subduing Demons
Chapter 132 Slaying Evil and Subduing Demons
This attack was the full force that Blood Rakshasa could unleash after being accelerated to maturity!
It intends to blast the most threatening golden-armored general, along with the ants below, into dust!
Faced with this overwhelming offensive, the golden-armored general finally made his move.
He slowly pulled his right hand outward from the hilt of the knife.
The movements appear slow, but are actually extremely fast.
Everyone only saw a flash of golden light!
A dazzling blade of energy, refined to its utmost, stretched across the sky!
Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!
Six clear, ringing sounds, almost in sequence.
The six imposing dark red weapons were easily shattered like rotten wood and withered branches the moment they came into contact with the golden blade energy, and fell down in a rustling sound.
The blade's momentum didn't diminish; it met the six giant fists that the Blood Rakshasa was smashing down with, and slashed upwards in reverse!
Blood Rakshasa's eyes flashed crimson light wildly, and his sense of crisis instantly soared to its peak!
It roared, and the blood flames on its six giant fists suddenly surged, attempting to withstand the blade's aura head-on.
Puff puff puff puff puff!
Six soft sounds, like a sharp knife slicing through ripe fruit.
As the blade swept past, the blood flames dissipated, the scales shattered, and the bone spikes broke.
At the tip of each of the Blood Rakshasa's six arms, two fingers were severed at the base!
Thick, dark red blood with a foul odor gushed out from the cut like a fountain!
"Aww!!!"
The excruciating pain caused the Blood Rakshasa to let out a deafening scream. Its massive body was sent flying backward by the terrifying power contained in the blade's energy, crashing heavily into the swamp behind it and stirring up a cloud of filthy blood and mud dozens of meters high.
One strike!
With just a seemingly casual sword draw, he severely injured the arrogant and domineering Blood Rakshasa!
The entire room fell silent.
Whether they were Voodoo practitioners or Daoist Qingxu and the others, they all held their breath and stared in disbelief at the scene.
Is this the might of a divine general?
Is this the power of the divine generals under Master Li's command?
Master Qingxu was deeply shocked, and at the same time, he felt an indescribable excitement and lingering fear.
What's exciting is that the gods are so powerful that they will surely vanquish evil spirits!
What I feared most was that I had actually tried to "invite" Master Li himself to descend with his true spirit... Fortunately, it was this divine general who was invited. If I had really disturbed a being like Master Li, the consequences would have been unimaginable!
The turtle fishermen in the South China Sea had their pupils constrict and their hearts pounding like drums.
He has the authority to access the Night's Watch's confidential internal documents, and if nothing unexpected happens... this golden-armored general before him... should be one of the heroic spirits of the Anxi warriors from the Kunlun Secret Realm!
Eight hundred and twenty-eight heroic souls...
In an instant, the turtle fisherman in the South China Sea dared not think any further.
"No...impossible!"
Beside the ruins of the altar, Sagu, emaciated and resembling a dried corpse due to the sacrifice of most of his life essence, let out a desperate roar.
The demons and gods he had nurtured with all his might were utterly vulnerable before this golden-armored general!
"Blood Rakshasa! Arise! Kill it! Kill them!!" Sagu screamed madly.
In the swamp, Blood Rakshasa struggled to his feet.
Blood gushed from the severed finger, but the blood flames on its body burned even more violently, and the expressions on its three heads were twisted to the extreme.
The excruciating pain and Sagu's forceful commands caused it to completely lose its last shred of reason.
"Die! Die! Die! Die!!!"
It abandoned all skill and strategy, and like a mad, blood-red behemoth, it pounced on the golden-armored general once more!
Wherever it passed, swamps churned, blood waves surged, and the air itself was distorted and blurred by its violent power.
Faced with this irrational and frenzied attack, the golden-armored general's face remained calm and composed.
He simply picked up the crossbow at his waist and gently tapped the trigger with his fingers.
hum! ! !
A golden beam of light, condensed to its fullest extent, shot out from the crossbow.
The golden light was initially unremarkable.
But the instant it broke free from the crossbow, it seemed to traverse space and ignore distance, instantly appearing in the center of the Blood Rakshasa's chest!
puff!
A soft sound.
Time seemed to freeze at that moment.
The Blood Rakshasa, baring its fangs and claws and charging wildly, suddenly trembled violently.
Six savage, bloodshot eyes on the three heads stared wide-eyed, filled with disbelief and... rapidly spreading fear!
It lowered its head and looked at its own chest.
The golden light had already disappeared into it.
next moment.
boom!!!!
An indescribable burst of dazzling golden light erupted from within the Blood Rakshasa's chest!
That golden light was pure, intense, and supremely yang and strong, containing the supreme divine power to cleanse all filth and destroy all evil!
The crimson flames surrounding Blood Rakshasa, as if encountering their nemesis, emitted a mournful "sizzling" sound and were instantly extinguished.
Its enormous body, formed from the resentment and blood energy of countless blood-sacrificed beings, began to melt rapidly from its chest!
"impossible……"
The vague idea has not yet been fully conveyed.
A three-zhang-tall demonic body, having fallen in love with reading, starting with Cola Novels... Then, amidst endless golden light purification, it crumbled and disintegrated!
The Blood Rakshasa, who had just been born and entered the realm of gods, was annihilated, leaving no trace.
The golden-armored general slowly hung the crossbow back on his waist, making a soft "click" sound.
The soft sound struck like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of every voodoo believer present.
Sagu stared blankly at the spot where the Blood Rakshasa had vanished, then looked down at his withered hands, the last trace of color draining from his face.
He opened his mouth as if to say something, but only made a "hoho" sound.
The madness, resentment, and ambition in his eyes, like a candle flickering in the wind, quickly went out, leaving only endless emptiness and ashes.
it's over...
Everything is over...
His lifelong pursuit, the centuries-old accumulation of Voodoo, all his schemes...
Before this terrifying golden-armored general, they all became a joke.
Although Master Qingxu, the turtle fisherman from the South China Sea, and others were mentally prepared, witnessing this scene, which seemed like a myth, still shocked their minds like never before!
Is this... the strength of the divine generals under Master Li?
The power of refining emptiness and merging with the Dao is truly terrifying!
The golden-armored general slowly withdrew his hand, his gaze sweeping across the area below once more.
"Cult members and heretics should be executed!"
The words fell.
He didn't even lift a finger.
However, wherever the gaze fell, an invisible divine power swept across.
puff!puff!puff!
Around the altar, dozens of Voodoo Cult members, including the two guardian elders at the Refinement of the Divine Realm, all stiffened at the same time, collapsed to the ground, and breathed their last.
In the end, only Sagu remained, slumped over in front of the altar, barely breathing.
The god glanced at him.
Sagu's body trembled violently, his eyes filled with pleading.
But the divine general's gaze remained unwavering.
"Those who are the ringleaders of evil shall be subject to the most severe punishment."
A declaration-like statement rang out.
Sagu let out a shrill scream that was so shrill it was inhuman. His whole body was as if it had been gripped by an invisible hand, and he collapsed inward with a "poof" sound, exploding into a rain of blood.
The Voodoo Cult leader, "Blood Witch" Sagu, vanished from the world.
After doing all this, the dazzling golden light on the golden-armored general's body began to slowly recede.
He turned around and looked at Master Qingxu and the others who were still in shock not far away.
Master Qingxu was startled and quickly led the turtle fishermen from the South China Sea and others to bow deeply and say, "This junior thanks the divine general for his great kindness in vanquishing evil!"
The golden-armored general nodded slightly, his voice still majestic, but seemingly less cold than before:
"The evil spirits here have been eliminated, and the remaining evil energy will gradually dissipate."
"You must quickly clean up the battlefield and appease the surrounding creatures."
"The cause and effect of this matter are now settled; I shall return."
Master Qingxu hurriedly said, "We will never forget the divine general's life-saving grace! May I ask for the divine general's title? We will certainly..."
The golden-armored general raised his hand to interrupt him.
"I am fortunate to be where I am today because of the guidance of Your Excellency."
"You only need to remember that what happened today is due to the mercy of the Supreme Being, who sent me here."
"In the future, when you walk, you should be upright and mindful, and do not take any risky actions or use any spells or incantations that might disturb the peace of the Venerable One."
After speaking, the golden-armored general transformed into countless golden specks of light and vanished with the wind.
It was as if it had never existed.
Only the gradually clearing sky, the gradually returning clear air, and the completely collapsed ruins of the bone altar below testify to the brief but earth-shattering battle that had just taken place.
After a long pause, Master Qingxu bowed deeply to the ground in the direction where the golden-armored general had vanished.
"This junior...will humbly obey the divine general's teachings!"
His voice trembled, filled with boundless awe and gratitude.
"Brother Dao..." The turtle fishermen from the South China Sea and their companions crowded around, their faces still showing shock. "We...we won?"
Master Qingxu straightened up and exhaled a long breath of stale air.
"We won."
He paused, then added:
"Thanks to Master Li..."
The turtle angler in the South China Sea remained silent, gazing towards Luxian County with eyes full of boundless reverence.
A moment later, the turtle fisherman from the South China Sea whispered, "Brother Daoist, we should leave as soon as possible and join up with Fellow Daoist Qingxuan and the others to completely wipe out the Witchcraft Cult."
Master Qingxu nodded: "What you say is absolutely right, fellow Daoist."
He looked around at the land, which was ravaged yet reborn, and was filled with emotion.
A catastrophe that could have engulfed Southeast Asia was thus... averted.
All of this was because of that person who lived a thousand miles away, practicing asceticism at Qingfeng Temple in Luxian County…
Master Li.
"Let's go."
Master Qingxu withdrew his gaze and turned to leave.
And shortly after they left.
The storm that had been stirred up by the previous battle in the divine realm over the rainforest gradually subsided.
But the terrifying sight of golden and blood-red light intertwining has already attracted global attention.