OBS Chapter 118 The Dragon's Bane Possesses a Commoner
Chapter 118 The Dragon's Bane Possesses a Commoner
Chapter 119 The Dragon's Bane Possesses a Commoner
The middle-aged eccentric man spread his arms to the sides, striking a pose that resembled "God loves the world".
An even more powerful mental pressure spread outwards from him throughout the city.
This oppressive aura caused everyone to kneel deeply and worship him.
Just as he was reveling in the feeling of being in complete control, he suddenly noticed a completely different gaze.
He suddenly dropped the fake compassionate expression on his face.
In the silent park where everyone else lay prostrate on the ground, only the two of them stood facing each other coldly across the messy lawn.
Gray Eyeball lay on the ground, having transformed back into human form, but blood was still flowing from its severed hand.
He saw Zhang Qingzhe still standing tall.
A deep sense of doubt and disbelief flashed in those gray eyes.
But as a senior hunter in the Card Masters Association, his first thought was still to protect.
"Hey! You college student over there!"
He gritted his teeth and forced out a hoarse shout, "Run! This is no match for you!"
The middle-aged eccentric's eyes suddenly sharpened.
He suddenly stretched out a hand towards Zhang Qingzhe.
An immense suction force suddenly appeared and pulled Zhang Qingzhe towards it!
Zhang Qingzhe's reaction was also surprisingly fast.
As he was being pulled away, two cards were already between his fingers.
The magic essence instantly flowed, and the [Chain] was completed—the very same chain move that had severely injured Zheng Hangfei in the [Dream Simulation]: [Exploding Crow].
The phantom of a two-headed raven flashed before him.
Four crimson eyes spun wildly, their sockets bulging with intense red light.
At the same time, its abdomen swelled rapidly, as if it were nurturing a miniature sun.
boom-!!!
A deafening explosion rang out.
Dozens of violent fireballs shot out in all directions.
Most of them struck the middle-aged freak squarely in the chest.
Zhang Qingzhe activated the shield card at the exact moment the explosion occurred.
The pale golden light not only protected his body but also generated a reverse force, pushing him violently in the opposite direction of the suction force, causing him to roll awkwardly onto the grass a few meters away.
The middle-aged eccentric clearly hadn't expected this near-zero-distance counterattack.
The intense heat and impact severely injured him, leaving his chest charred black.
Although Gray Eyeball was still being pressed to the ground by the oppressive force, he was so shocked by what he saw that he forgot even the excruciating pain of his severed arm.
He never expected that this young man not only possessed amazing courage, but also had the corresponding combat skills.
A formidable enemy that dozens of guild hunters couldn't defeat was actually dealt a direct hit by his exquisite chain attack.
The middle-aged oddball looked down and touched his sunken chest.
At least a dozen ribs were broken, and the internal organs were bleeding severely from the impact.
He staggered around, his bloodshot eyes scanning the surroundings.
The search eventually focused on a little girl who was paralyzed with fear.
There was no anger or pity on his face.
That look was like how a human would view a cooked fish on a plate—purely food, a lower form of life.
He reached out and grabbed the little girl, his intentions obvious:
He drinks her blood to replenish his rapidly depleting life force.
"stop!"
Zhang Qingzhe certainly wouldn't let that happen.
He instinctively reached for the strongest card in his card pack, "Steel Bone Bull".
But the finger suddenly stopped in mid-air.
No!
The destructive power of the Steel Bone Bull is too great.
In this park where the crowd had not been evacuated, the steel-boned bull trampled through the crowd, and who knows how many innocent passersby would suffer.
In a flash, an idea popped into my head.
He remembered the strange throwing knife in the World Card deck, which had previously been linked with the Fireball Card.
Zhang Qingzhe steadied himself and poured magic essence into the [World Card].
The next moment, a blazing red beam of light burst forth from his fingertips.
It tore through the air, cleaved through space, and made a sharp "whoosh" sound.
Gray Eyes lay on the ground, witnessing everything in astonishment.
He didn't even see what it was, only catching a glimpse of a scarlet light.
Like a living thread, it instantly connected Zhang Qingzhe with that strange man.
Immediately afterwards—
The strange man's arm, which was reaching for the little girl, was neatly severed at the shoulder!
Dark green blood splattered everywhere.
The little girl, losing her support, tumbled and fell to the ground, so frightened that she couldn't even cry out.
Zhang Qingzhe himself was also surprised.
That flaming throwing knife was surprisingly powerful; it was completely unlike what Saki had shown back then.
Moreover, even after the throwing knife was launched, it maintained a clear connection with him, as if it were an extension of his thoughts.
On a whim, he tentatively flicked his finger.
The throwing knife in the distance trembled in mid-air, then obediently drew a sharp arc.
It turned around, spun around, and pierced through the middle-aged freak's chest!
The blazing flames burst forth from the wound, scorching his chest until it was charred, as if magma was flowing from within.
But that strange man seemed to be extremely insensitive to pain.
He clumsily rolled over, his broken arm still stubbornly crawling towards the little girl, bit by bit.
That posture was like that of a dying traveler in the desert, desperately crawling towards the last mirage.
Zhang Qingzhe gritted his teeth and rushed forward, reaching out to strike in mid-air.
The burning throwing knife made a "whoosh" sound and flew back to his hand with a trace of flame.
He infused the blade with more magical energy, and the flames on the blade instantly surged, solidified, and extended—
Finally, it transformed into a nearly meter-long flaming longsword.
Step forward, twist your waist, and slash!
The enchanted, flaming blade sliced through a fiery red semicircle, precisely grazing the middle-aged freak's neck.
next second!
The head rolled to the ground, and the headless body, propelled by inertia, crawled forward another half meter before finally coming to a complete stop.
The entire park fell into a deathly silence.
Only from the remaining citizens in the distance, who had not yet fled, came suppressed gasps of alarm.
The terrifying force that oppressed everyone's spirits seemed to dissipate abruptly as the head was severed from the body.
The instinct for survival regained its advantage, and panic spread rapidly like ink dropped into water, causing the crowd to flee in even more chaotic fashion.
However-
Then something even more chilling happened.
The headless corpse's fingers twitched again.
It continued crawling towards the little girl, covering the last ten centimeters or so.
The head that rolled to the side still showed no pain on its face, only a frozen, inhuman indifference.
Those bloodshot eyes, which were gradually losing their luster, were fixed on Zhang Qingzhe.
The head, which had remained silent since the start of the battle, finally moved its lips, uttering a few strange and difficult syllables: "I—curse—you—".
Zhang Qingzhe thought this was just a villain's usual line before dying.
But to my utter surprise, the moment the words left my lips...
A surge of resentful spiritual power, like a poisoned bullet, shot out from those crimson eyes, striking Zhang Qingzhe directly between the eyebrows!