659: Chapter 649: Sword of Intent 659: Chapter 649: Sword of Intent The ceaseless Pentagram Sword Qi, like an unending surge of black and red waves, continually assaulted Ais Wakaz, stripping away his flesh bit by bit, his wounds steadily worsening.
And throughout this entire process, Ais hadn’t even managed an effective counterattack.
However, Wen Wen was very clear that just this wouldn’t be enough to deal with Ais; what he was doing now was rely inflicting as much damage as possible on Ais Wakaz before unleashing his trump card, hoping to ensure a successful blow in the end.
It wasn’t until Ais’s stark white bones were laid bare by the cutting Sword Qi that Ais finally reacted.
His eyes suddenly sparked with a tinge of green, and skin instantly sprouted a dense array of porcupine-like spikes, which he imdiately fired indiscriminately in all directions.
Wen Wen, at close quarters, focused his gaze and hurriedly maneuvered the X Iron Wings to form a massive iron sphere around himself for protection.
But the power of each spike was no less than that of the Throwing Spears Wen Wen fired.
Dozens of spikes striking the X Iron Wings sent Wen Wen flying dozens of ters, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.
The blood that sprayed out wasn’t wasted; it floated in midair, coalescing into a small cluster and slipped into a bottle on Wen Wen’s body.
The blood drawn from injuries shouldn’t be discarded; instead, it’s stored in a bottle, which made Tao Qingqing next door tear up with envy.
Afterward, Wen Wen cautiously unfolded the Iron Wings, only to see Ais in the mid-air, his body rapidly healing.
With such healing speed, Ais would soon be restored to his triumphant state if given more ti.
It was nearly impossible for Wen Wen to approach Ais as easily as before.
Therefore, what followed was the most crucial mont of this cross-level hunt—with success or failure hinging on a re instant!
Ais wouldn’t wait until he was fully healed to take action, for he knew Wen Wen wouldn’t sit by and watch him recover.
So he would soon launch a powerful attack at Wen Wen, and that was the very mont Wen Wen was waiting for…
The most leisurely person on the battlefield now was none other than Dr.
Feng on Ais’s shoulder, who took pleasure in watching the lee between Wen Wen and Ais.
Seeing Ais caught off guard and severely wounded by Wen Wen brought him considerable joy.
And the prospect of an enraged Ais Wakaz tearing Wen Wen to shreds also pleased him.
After all, to him, neither of the two was any good, and he would be delighted with either’s misfortune—after transforming into his current state, he could only find enjoynt in such ways.
However, suddenly, within the small part of the body controlled by Dr.
Feng, the Black Chains began to stir, giving him the chilling sensation that his consciousness might be wiped out in the next second.
He looked towards Wen Wen in horror and realized that Wen Wen’s gaze was inadvertently darting toward him, carrying a threatening undertone.
Wen Wen’s look made his intent clear: if Dr.
Feng didn’t cooperate with Wen Wen against Ais, the chains would kill him on the spot.
This quickly spoiled the once-pleased Dr.
Feng’s mood, but he soon made a decision—he would help Wen Wen take down Ais!
Dr.
Feng was bound by a contract with Ais, but the power of the contract only required him to act honestly when dealing with Feng Bei, not to maintain strict neutrality when Ais was under attack.
Moreover, Dr.
Feng was being threatened to turn traitor, not acting voluntarily, so the contract’s power couldn’t influence him.
Right after Wen Wen and Dr.
Feng completed their silent communication, Ais Wakaz had also readied his ultimate move.
A giant made of plants was rapidly taking shape behind him, a strange behemoth standing a hundred ters tall, with fists capable of crushing a dozen people into a pulp with a single blow.
“I won’t give you another chance.
I will use my strongest technique to kill you, leaving you no opportunity,” Ais declared.
The towering plant giant imdiately swung its fist, a being condensed from a massive amount of plants, it actually had the strength for only one strike, but this strike was impossible to evade.
As the fist was raised, an invisible force bound Wen Wen, preventing him from even using his ability to enter the Imaginary Space.
However, Wen Wen wasn’t worried at all because he knew the blow wouldn’t land on him.
The fist swung fiercely but, mid-way, it took a turn and headed straight for Ais Wakaz, who was in the process of healing his wounds.
Ais’s complexion drastically changed and he imdiately dissolved the giant plant, receiving not a scratch.
Having been duped by Dr.
Feng once before, he was always on guard against Dr.
Feng’s betrayal.
“Have you gone mad, striking at at a ti like this?
If I die, you won’t survive either!” Ais angrily said to Dr.
Feng.
Dr.
Feng let out a wry smile; of course, he hadn’t gone mad, but without the protection of the Black Chains, he would already be dead.
Between the Black Chains and Ais, he was clearly more afraid of the Black Chains.
Without asking Dr.
Feng anything further, Ais took control of the flesh on his shoulders and sealed Dr.
Feng away.
He didn’t have the ti to assign bla, because over there, Wen Wen had already taken hold of the longsword with both hands and raised it high above his head.
At this mont, Wen Wen, with his eyes closed, emanated a particularly sharp aura.
Instinctively, Ais felt that the longsword harbored a power that was exceedingly dangerous to him.
Having lived for hundreds of years, Ais of course knew that certain Upper Sequence superpower users possessed techniques capable of threatening True-order Masters, which wasn’t anything unusual.
Feng Bei’s Monkey Jaw Thunder and Qiao Feiya’s Sword Qi Burst Stream were all such techniques.
And Ais Wakaz had just suffered a serious injury and hadn’t fully recovered yet.
Enduring another attack from Wen Wen now could be troubleso.
But as he was about to evade, his movents beca sluggish, and he knew this was Dr.
Feng’s interference, preventing him from escaping Wen Wen’s range of attack.
“You think I’m helpless just like that?” Ais’s mouth curled into a slight smile, ignoring Dr.
Feng’s obstruction and starting to move his body.
Now, more than a dozen hours had passed since Dr.
Feng first interfered.
If Ais still hadn’t any precautions, his long life would have been a waste.
But Ais’s smile quickly vanished, replaced by a distortion caused by excruciating pain, along with boundless resentnt and fear.
The Black Chains, which had been hidden all along, finally appeared within Ais’s body, and the special power made him taste the pain he had felt a thousand years ago—a pain that penetrated deep into his bones—rendering Ais Wakaz twisted and immobile on the spot.
“These are the chains from the Sanctuary, why are they inside my body?
Could it be…
could it be that when I found Feng Rao, he had already been captured by the Sanctuary, and the reason he was left outside was to serve as bait for !”
Ais didn’t have ti to think further, for Wen Wen’s longsword had already descended.
‘As the heart desires, nothing resists my blade…
Sever!’
With one slash, the world seed to fall silent; everything around lost its color, except for Ais Wakaz, clad in only a loincloth, and the streak of black and red Sword Qi that clearly stood out.
Shortly after Wen Wen first used this sword technique, he received a ssage from Xun Ying.
On the ssage, there were only four words, the na of the sword technique he had taught to Wen Wen…
Sword of Intent!
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