MM Racing Chapter 190 Slaying the Heavenly Wolf
Chapter 190 Slaying the Heavenly Wolf
The next moment, Song Chen unfolded the golden-purple lightning wings of the Gale Wings to their maximum extent, lifted himself up from the beast horde, stepped on the heads and backs of low-level alien beasts, and charged straight towards the rocky ridge.
Sirius stood up from the rock ridge.
That's the posture of a predator when it finally waits for its prey to enter the hunting ground.
On the Heavenly Blade, the blade energy of the seventh strike began to condense, with a purple hue shining through the pure golden lightning.
Originally, the power of the seventh strike was seven times that of the first strike. With the blessing of the Nine Heavens Thunder, this multiplier was pushed to an even higher level.
The blade energy compressed and compressed along the blade, shrinking from twenty meters to fifteen meters, and from fifteen meters to five meters.
Sirius leaped down from the rocky ridge, his steps slow, but with each step he took, the permafrost cracked beneath his feet.
The distance between Song Chen and Tianlang shortened from several kilometers to one kilometer, from one kilometer to five hundred meters, from five hundred meters to one hundred meters...
On the Heavenly Blade, the blade energy of the seventh strike was compressed to its limit.
The entire psionic circuit of Beiming was operating at overload, and the 1,200 stripes were so bright they were almost transparent.
The heavenly thunder surged to its limit in the meridians, causing the blood vessels to bulge out from the surface of the skin, turning golden-purple in the lightning.
Sirius stopped less than fifty meters in front of him.
It opened its mouth and uttered a sentence in human language.
"Human, you have the aura of Source Crystal on you."
This wolf even knows about Source Spirit Crystals.
Song Chen didn't stop, and continued to approach.
Sirius also moved. Its silver-gray figure disappeared from its original spot, and the next moment, it appeared to Song Chen's right, slapping down on his neck with its right forepaw.
Sirius's claws are not paw pads, but five retractable bone blades, each over half a meter long, with a sharpness comparable to an S-class weapon.
Song Chen turned to the side, the bone blade grazing Bei Ming's shoulder armor, cutting a half-centimeter-deep groove in the dark silver armor plate, sparks flying.
He did not retreat. He slashed upwards with the Heavenly Blade, and the blade energy of the seventh slash collided with the second claw of the Heavenly Wolf in mid-air.
The golden-purple lightning collided with the silver-gray psionic energy, creating a visible shockwave.
Low-level alien beasts within a kilometer radius were blown away by the shockwave, and the rocks on the ridge were shattered into dust.
Sirius's third claw has arrived.
Five bone blades joined together to form a short spear, which stabbed towards his chest.
Song Chen did not block; the Gale Wings propelled his body to the side, and the bone blade pierced his left shoulder, but Bei Ming's shoulder armor blocked the attack.
Then he drew his knife.
This is the eighth strike of the Seven Heavenly Thunder Slashes.
The Seven Heavenly Thunder Slashes are a series of seven consecutive slashes, each more powerful than the last.
However, he still had strength left after the Seven Slashes, which he sensed when he killed the Earth Dragon King in the ruins of Changqing City, but his health points couldn't hold up at that time.
Now, with even higher Qi and Blood levels and the blessing of the Nine Heavens Thunder, Beiming's spiritual energy circuits are completely overloaded.
Finally, I can use the eighth strike.
The blade's aura changed from golden-purple to pure white.
The pure white blade aura extended outwards, only three meters long, and the space itself was slightly distorted under the pressure of the blade aura.
For the first time, surprise appeared in Sirius's round eyes; it hadn't expected a fourth-tier human to be able to unleash such a strike.
It wanted to retreat, but Song Chen's Eye of Truth had already locked down all its escape routes.
The eighth strike came down, slashing in from its left shoulder, through its chest cavity, and out from its right ribs.
The pure white blade energy pierced through Sirius's five-meter-tall body, his short, silver-gray fur bursting open within the energy, and his skin, muscles, and bones were sliced apart layer by layer.
Sirius let out a low growl, its royal dignity forbidding it from howling.
But it's not dead yet; a fifth-tier upper-stage Sirius has ridiculously strong vitality.
Its chest cavity was pierced, yet it still struggled, its four legs flailing in the air, its tail whipping towards Song Chen's head.
Song Chen didn't dodge. He raised his left hand, spread his fingers, and grabbed Sirius's tail.
Beiming's hand armor was pierced by bone spikes the moment he grabbed the tail, leaving several bloody holes in his palm.
It hurt a lot, but he acted as if he didn't feel it and wouldn't let go.
He pulled the Heavenly Blade from its pierced state in his right hand and then thrust it back in.
The second and third cuts, each one piercing the original wound in the chest cavity.
The blade pierced through the chest cavity, into the heart, was pulled out, and then pierced again.
Sirius's struggles grew weaker and weaker, his eyes fixed on Song Chen, filled with resentment.
Before long, its pupils dilated.
[Slayed a Tier 5 Upper-Level Beast, gaining 76550 Kill Points]
Song Chen loosened the wolf's tail and pulled the Heavenly Blade out of its chest cavity.
The pure white blade aura had dissipated, and the blade was now covered in silver-gray Sirius blood.
Several bloody holes were pierced in the palm of my left hand by the bone spikes from the wolf's tail, making it a bit slippery when I gripped the hilt of the knife.
He shook the blood off his blade, pushed up his mask, and then raised the Heavenly Blade, its blade pointing towards the sky.
Thunder from the heavens exploded from the blade, and pure golden lightning with a hint of purple shot up dozens of meters into the sky, exploding into a huge thunderstorm cloud under the leaden gray sky.
The thunder rumbled, drowning out the cannon fire and the roars of the beasts, drowning out the charge of two hundred thousand strange beasts.
Everyone and every beast on the battlefield saw the bolt of lightning.
A person dressed in dark silver armor stood beside Sirius's corpse, holding a sword.
He Beiting's roar exploded in the tactical channel, hoarse and almost shattering: "Tianlang is dead! Councilor Song has killed Tianlang! All troops, charge!"
The roar of 30,000 people exploded at the same moment.
The swordsmen and shieldmen charged out from behind the shield wall, no longer on the defensive, but in a counter-attack.
The longsword-wielders pushed forward alongside the shield wall, their blades carving a bloody path through the horde of monsters.
The cavalry shifted from flanking maneuvers to a full-scale charge, their hooves pounding the frozen ground, their lances piercing the skulls of the strange beasts, and their psionic rifles firing in rapid bursts as they galloped.
The superhuman squad also pressed forward simultaneously. The water and ice control teams stopped creating frozen areas and instead smashed ice spikes and ice blades directly into the beast horde.
The lightning and fire-based assault teams pushed the thunderstorms and fire walls into the areas where the monsters were most concentrated, unleashing their supernatural and spiritual powers without regard for consumption.
The gunners ignored the overheat warnings, pushed the rate of fire to the limit, and switched to spare guns when the barrels got red-hot, then continued firing.
The beasts' lines began to crumble.
Sirius was the supreme commander of this beast tide. With its death, the fifth-tier beasts lost their unified will.
Some were still rushing forward, some were starting to retreat, and some were standing still, at a loss.
The low-level beast's instincts took over its mind, and it ran.
The charge of 200,000 strange beasts turned into a rout, and the rout turned into a stampede.
Song Chen leaped down from the rock ridge and charged into the fleeing horde of beasts. Now was the perfect opportunity to reap kill points.
The lightning field of the Nine Heavens Thunder exploded once again, and the golden-purple hemispherical thunderstorm swept over the fleeing horde of alien beasts, reaping them in large swaths.
The Heavenly Blade danced in his hand, and with each sweep of the Thunderous Annihilation Blade's blade energy, dozens of strange beasts fell.
The system notification sounds became so frequent that they turned into a continuous shrill blast.
The kill count jumped from 600,000 to 1 million, from 1 million to 2 million, from 2 million to 4 million...
He charged forward, leaving a trail of monster corpses in his wake.
The human army followed behind him, dividing, surrounding, and annihilating the scattered beast horde.
The battlefield advanced northward from the entrance to Irontooth Valley.
The corpses of the strange beasts covered hundreds of kilometers of frozen soil, and countless strange beasts fell on this wasteland.
After the last organized wave of alien beasts was scattered by the cavalry, the battlefield gradually quieted down.
The artillery fire ceased, the psychic energy of the superhumans subsided, and the sounds of swords being sheathed echoed throughout the room.
Only the north wind continued to blow, carrying the stench of blood and gunpowder, pouring in from the entrance of Irontooth Valley, blowing over the corpses of strange beasts scattered everywhere, and over the frozen earth soaked in blood and turned dark red.