Battle Frenzy Chapter 790 - You Know Nothing About Power

Chapter 790: You Know Nothing About Power

Boom!

The mont Moyus finished speaking, he instantly struck. Moyus’s palms exploded with pure white light, and space seemingly beca distorted under this powerful force. It was unclear whether it was a visual anomaly or whether space was really compressed by his power. Several cracks began to appear in the air!

A terrifying force of 10,000 Grassos!

It was definitely pure power. Moyus had already entered the peak of the Heroic Soul Stage ten years ago. His mastery of power had already reached an extre peak that could not be advanced or increased! At this mont, under the impetus of his fists, his power blasted toward Wang Zhong as though it was a teor.

Seeing Moyus rush over, Wang Zhong’s eyes blinked, but he actually grew a little relaxed. He instantly fell back to avoid the attack, but Moyus sneered. Wang Zhong’s reaction was within his calculations. There was a saying: spare the rat to save the dishes. He knew that Wang Zhong wanted him to stay away from Sister Hong, who was on the ground. As long as he could fully make use of this, he would definitely have the offensive initiative.

Although Moyus claid that Wang Zhong was rely a Heroic Soul, he was, in fact, extrely focused on the battle and made his moves with extre caution as though he was dealing with an expert Heavenly Soul.

He would never underestimate anyone who ca from the Holy Land, even if he was just a Heroic Soul.

Boom!

Wang Zhong did not evade the attack. This was also the first ti he faced a mature expert of the Heroic Soul Stage head-on after the enhancent of his Soul Power.

“Explode!”

Moyus yelled as he smirked, and the pure power he released was like a sledgehamr, slamming the power of 10,000 Grassos into Wang Zhong’s arm, which he had raised to block the attack.

Moyus was waiting to hear the cracking sound of Wang Zhong’s arm breaking into pieces. The other party only had half of his Soul Power. He had absolute confidence in suppressing Wang Zhong!

BANG…

The yellow sand in the desert was sent flying instantly, carrying the speed and force similar to a bullet. Unexpectedly, Moyus had to take three steps back. At the sa ti, Wang Zhong had also retreated more than 10 ters. Wang Zhong felt as though his body was about to collapse just now, but he found it really enjoyable as well. Was this the power of a peak Heroic Soul?

The attack was very strong, but not nearly strong enough. If Wang Zhong was an Initial Phase Heroic Soul, this strike would have been enough to break his arm. However, with 5,000 Grassos, he was not afraid of this type of attack.

From the mont of his awakening, he was accustod to fighting against long odds.

Once the battle had begun, Moyus didn’t have ti to sigh. His dry and withered claws were as hard as steel, continuously bombarding Wang Zhong with attacks. Wang Zhong also retaliated without holding back, and Soul Power could be seen blasting about. Although Wang Zhong’s control over Soul Power had reached perfection, Moyus was a formidable and experienced opponent. The knowledge he had gained from his near-death experiences had also allowed him to create his own routine. Both sides were well matched, and the battle grew fiercer. At the sa ti, Wang Zhong had already willed Salamander to take Sister Hong away. This was also the reason why Wang Zhong chose to fight with Moyus head-on, which was to remove Sister Hong from the picture.

Moyus knew, but he didn’t mind. To him, it was good for him if Sister Hong could tie down his opponent’s strong soul beast or whatever that Dharma Idol-like thing was. Anyway, all of them had to die sooner or later!

It had to be admitted that this guy from the Holy Land was indeed powerful. He was obviously weaker than Moyus, yet he could fight with Moyus head-on without falling into a disadvantageous position. The other party’s Soul Power consumption should also be several tis more than his own. Was it possible that the other party really had that much Soul Power?

Moyus also had close to unlimited Soul Power. This was developed from countless bloodshed and actual battles, and he had never slackened during cultivation. However, he did not intend to continue fighting this kid. Real-life battles were not friendly matches where both parties could learn from each other. All that mattered was whether he could kill the other party.

After exchanging blows, Wang Zhong suddenly felt that the other party’s Soul Power began to develop a strong force of attraction. It was the Power of Entanglent!

At this mont, Moyus revealed an ugly smirk. It was too late for Wang Zhong now. Moyus’s dry and withered claws had already caught Wang Zhong’s hand.

——Netherworld Ghostly Claws.

Moyus was devouring Wang Zhong’s Soul Power at lightning speed. No one could escape his clutches once they were caught by him. Since the last ti, when he absorbed the power of a Heavenly Soul, he self-proclaid that he was invincible among all Heroic Souls. Who knew that this Holy Land guy would co knocking at his doorstep. After absorbing the power of this guy and getting the dinsional treasure Golden Stone Slab, his advancent to the Heavenly Soul Stage would be close at hand, and he would beco the strongest of Heavenly Souls.

At this mont, Wang Zhong opened his mouth, and a small runic array appeared between the two.

This was Wang Zhong’s control over the Soul Power chanism. His will was strong enough to form a simple runic array.

Subwoofer Cannon~~

BANG…

Moyus felt as though his head had been hit by a sledgehamr. At the sa ti, Wang Zhong had already kicked him away with one leg. Moyus flew backward, and Wang Zhong followed up on the attack, gliding after Moyus. He then kicked Moyus into the air once again. Moyus responded with a scream, but Wang Zhong was even quicker. He had already flown above Moyus, and he stomped on Moyus rcilessly in mid-air.

BANG…

Moyus’s entire body disappeared into the sand.

Then, Wang Zhong froze slightly. Moyus’s aura had completely disappeared. Did he flee?

That was impossible. His opponent was not soone who would give up so easily, and his opponent obviously still had the upper hand in terms of power. His previous set of attacks was not able to cause any serious harm to anyone at the Heroic Soul Stage; thus, Wang Zhong knew that his opponent had lured him off to finish him.

But… Why would his aura vanish?

At this ti, a bout of laughter erupted in the desert, and it seed as though it ca from every grain of sand. Unexpectedly, Wang Zhong could not even sense the position of his enemy with his powerful spiritual insight.

“Seems like people from the Holy Land are indeed interesting. Your Soul Power is pure, and you have strong vitality. You are the most delicious food I have ever seen. Even better than the Heavenly Soul I previously consud. Unfortunately, in the desert, I am God!”

“Desert, my kingdom. Befall us!”

With his cold roar, the entire area beca shrouded by a gust of violent and sinister wind. As the wind blew at countless grains of sand, sandstorms began to pour in from all directions.

Wang Zhong felt that the world around him had begun to transform, and a strange force enveloped the entire surroundings. It was a little like his Dominator Dharma Idol. This Dharma Idol was the strongest among all those Dharma Idols which involved creating their own worlds.

“Haha, you feel that, right? So what if you are from the Holy Land? I have the best Dharma Idol a human could ever have. The Vicinity Dharma Idol. This is a Dharma Idol of the highest-rank. Not only does it contain law fragnts, it has also produced its own set of laws. It certainly is the best Dharma Idol of all!”

As Moyus spoke, countless Sand Soldiers began to erge from the desert sand, and there were definitely hundreds of thousands of them. Each of them exuded the aura similar to a Heroic Soul; it was definitely terrifying, this battalion of Yellow Sand Soldiers.

The Soul Power of a Heroic Soul was not even close enough to wield this battalion of soldiers; thus, the only explanation was that they were actually the Dharma Idol itself.

It was the first ti that Wang Zhong had heard this na — The Vicinity Dharma Idol.

When Moyus saw the look of surprise on Wang Zhong’s face, he grew even more conceited. The more obsessed one was with cultivation, the more concerned one would be about this, especially if the other person was an expert from the Holy Land. What could make him feel better than making such people dumbfounded?

“I know the selection criteria of the Holy Land. As long as there are certain traces of worldly laws in one’s Dharma Idol, he will be held in high esteem. But what’s the big deal about that? The highest performing at the Heroic Soul Stage is the Vicinity Dharma Idol. I can create my own space and within its vicinity, I am the dominator!”

Moyus began to cackle with laughter. The reason for his unrestrained actions was that all people who knew his secret would die. He enjoyed letting them understand the situation before they died. He wanted them to surrender to his power. When he entered the Heavenly Soul Stage, he would beco the true King of the Desert. Then, he wouldn’t need to worry about experts from the Holy Land. Also, if he survived the Heavenly Calamity, he would bring his undead desert army to conquer the world and even conquer that dinsion!

If Moyus appeared as a sand soldier, his opponent would be unaware of his presence. It was his own vicinity and he was the dominator. He would assu absolute dominion. Previously, even though that Heavenly Soul Stage soldier had exceedingly high abilities, he could not escape Moyus’ clutches.

The mont one entered his vicinity, it would signify despair for the person.

Suddenly, his captured prey began to laugh.

“For people like you, there is a saying in the Holy Land. That is, you know nothing about power.”

On the main battlefield, it was neither Grai nor Napier Mo who broke the balance of the battle. Grai and the others were undoubtedly outstanding and had stronger fighting power than their opponent. However, in the case of one against two, it was impossible to crush them, especially when their opponent had extrely rich actual combat experience and used various tactics of entanglent. The advantage these rcenaries had was that they had stronger Soul Power; thus, all they had to do was continuously expend the Soul Power of Grai and the others. They would hold them off a little longer as they believed that Captain Moyus would soon arrive and crush all the small fry in their way effortlessly.

Grai was the strongest of them, but he was also unable to finish off his fight with Rozan. Even with his power of the Blood Race, he couldn’t stop Rozan from regenerating. Rozan could see that Grai wanted to end the fight quickly; thus, he grew even trickier and tried his best to avoid Grai’s attacks. Yin Scorpion attacked at the sa ti, blocking so of Grai’s attacks. The other battlefields were all in a similar situation, but the Katchirda soldiers were on the verge of collapsing, and Sharmie could also no longer hold on. The rcenaries were used to fighting as well as hovering between life and death. How could they be a match for this group of rcenaries?

Every fighter’s death drove Reynolds crazy. During this period of living together, Reynolds had found the aning of life. As he trained these young Tutankhamun warriors, watching every step of their progress and every cheer they made, he had already thought of them as his children. As he watched them get slaughtered, he definitely could not take it lying down. He had to take action.

It was never Reynolds’s intention to live a hundred years, and he also didn’t care if he could break through the Heroic Soul Stage. He just wanted to do his duty, just like in the Federation.

Everyone’s Soul Seas were more active than ever. In fact, Gong Yi was more talented than Reynolds, but he was really not suited to be a soldier. The stalemate on the battlefield was clear. For their side, only Grai could turn the situation in their favor, whereas the other side depended on those rcenaries to find a breach. Whichever side collapsed first would et their end. Also, could Wang Zhong prevail in his own battle?

Moyus was a top-notch expert at the Heroic Soul Stage, and he was almost unparalleled in Tutankhamun. Wang Zhong was not expected to win, and everyone knew they needed to back him up.

The scar on Reynolds’s face began to tremble as his body resisted his actions. He was activating his Soul Power despite his injuries, and he could clearly feel the power of resistance in his chest. It was as though there was a boxer continuously punching his chest, and every beat of his heart felt abnormally laborious.

However, this pain was worth it. His eyes flashed sharply, and the scar on his face seed to have co alive, radiating with a thin layer of red light. At that mont, it was though the winter snow was beginning to clear and Reynolds’s body began to brim brightly with a brilliant sheen.

For him, potential was ant to be expended. Even if he lost a few years or even a dozen years of his life, he would not mind at all. What mattered was that he lived freely!

Kill~~

Heart Blade, press forward with indomitable will!

He aid it straight at Yin Scorpion, and it was obvious that Reynolds did not care whether this attack would cause irreversible damage to him. The combination of Yin Scorpion and Rozan was extrely disgusting, but as long as one of them slipped up, both of them would go down!

Yin Scorpion and Rozan were doing their best to deal with Grai. This handso Blood Race guy was extrely terrifying. One simple negligence could cost both of them their lives. They never thought that Reynolds, who was already half-dead, would suddenly fly up and attack them.

Yin Scorpion’s reaction was extrely fast. The mont she realized that Reynolds had released his Heart Blade, she gave out a ghost-like scream. Rozan in front of her was completely in sync with her, roaring loudly and completely ignoring Grai’s attacks. His fat body trembled, then seemingly teleported in front of Reynolds’s Heart Blade, blocking the attack. With his fat arms, he stretched toward the Heart Blade at lightning speed in an attempt to grasp it.

Strands of silver-white hair erged from Reynolds’s temples, and his hair instantly turned white. Boom! The Heart Blade that should have been caught by Rozan suddenly flashed mysteriously and stabbed the body of Yin Scorpion.

Reynolds heaved a long sigh of relief. However, it was actually a pity. At the last mont, Yin Scorpion still managed to react in ti and prevented it from attacking her vital points. The Heart Blade rely penetrated her shoulder. After all, she was one of the Eight Great Poisonous Scorpions. However, the aim of Reynolds’s attack was not to kill.

His purpose was just to create an opportunity, an opportunity to break the balance.

Grai remained extrely calm the entire ti. He already sensed the opportunity when Reynolds took the shot.

“Blood Sucking Rainbow!”

Hiss Crack Hiss Crack…

The blood of Yin Scorpion was drawn out like a waterfall, and the blood in her entire body was instantly emptied, leaving her dead. Not only that, her splashing blood suddenly ford a sharp crescent under Grai’s control, cutting off Rozan’s head.

The two collapsed, but there was no trace of blood. This was the killing technique of the Blood Race. It was artistic.

Before their corpses fell to the ground, Grai had already turned around and charged toward Chela and Demon Scorpion, who were fighting against Napier.

The rout was like a landslide. The Eight Great Poisonous Scorpions were already dood the mont Grai killed his opponents. In fact, Grai was not the best at frontal attacks. He was the best at supplentary flanking attacks and would definitely be able to kill one with every strike.

Blood splashed into the surroundings. This battle made Grai more proficient in the manipulation of blood, and all the Poisonous Scorpions across the desert beca his targets. Even Napier Mo grew speechless. This Grai was much more unrestrained than in the CHF. Maybe the Holy Land was indeed more suitable for him.

Seeing all the Eight Great Poisonous Scorpions killed, the feudal lord’s army went from crazily attacking to crazily retreating. Sharmie also heaved a sigh of relief. She really couldn’t keep up with the attacks anymore. She did not realize how weak she was before this battle.

Watching the army retreating in the distance, there was no trace of emotional fluctuations on Grai’s handso face. “I’ll go and back Wang Zhong up. I’ll leave the rest to you guys.”

“I’m coming too!” Napier imdiately followed closely behind, firm resolution in his eyes. He didn’t put away his Doppelganger Dharma Idol. The two looked exactly the sa, exuding a strange luster. This battle also improved Napier’s control over his Dharma Idol. He would never be lazy while he still had strength.

Sharmie and the others nodded. The rest of their enemies were nothing to worry about, but so of them had to stay just in case, for defense’s sake. The most important thing was that the others would just be a burden if they ca along.

Sharmie clenched her fists until her long, slender nails were about to dig into the flesh of her palm. In the past, she had also wished to beco more powerful, but she had never felt this extre desire for power and had never felt this weak, unlike now.