Reincarnated As A Li Chapter 744: Troublemaker

Chapter 744: Chapter 744: Troublemaker

Kael collapsed to the ground, his golden-furred paws pressing sharply into the soil.

He looked up to see a pink-skinned man shooting down from the sky with his fist positioned for a teor punch.

Two golden arms aligned with flesh and blood rose into the sky to et the only skinned man.

*BAM!*

The land sank downward and the various cats flying around rose to the sky.

"He’s just tier 7, why the fuck is he still standing?" One of the cats that had just arrived asked with a shocked expression.

By now, four more cats had arrived and joined in. The pressure was mounting on Kael

The once green plains were gone, replaced by jagged rocks and planet-sized landslides.

So pieces of land had been blasted too high into the sky, and due to their mass and gravity, they started pulling in other earthly bodies, becoming islands unto themselves.

The All-King, proud and saturated with the Law of Wisdom to guide his every action, looked around.

Things were getting bad.

Two of his clones had been killed, translating to Freedom Essence gone forever.

Right now, Kael was looking for a way to get out of this.

Heavenly Beacons did not work here, the space was being locked down by more and more cats who were coming over.

Kael was not taking the hit lying down either. His proficiency in the use of the laws made it hard for the cats to even tell what they were fighting.

One tier 7 anomaly was causing so much trouble for dozens of immortal cats. If word of this escaped this region, it would cause an uproar.

Not just one or two, but dozens of immortals.

Even as he was at a disadvantage, Kael moved with elegance and utter dominance. His form remained an epito of personified conquest.

Golden swords slashed from the east, and ocean waves ca from the west. Thick plates of armour ca with camo patterns confusing the enemy.

The more they fought they more frustrated they beca. Kael’s Law of Speed was a cheat that they couldn’t quite figure out.

One second he was here, the next second he was sowhere else.

If not that twirl senses dominated the field and their powers created a locked zone, Kael may have escaped a long ti ago.

Now, they were unsure if this locked zone would even hold Kael, because the lion seems to be everywhere all at once.

He was the sky, the earth, the air, the land, the heat. They could barely take a breath without worrying that Kael’s claws were slashing through their lungs.

And there were a few tis when the All-King would simply change.

Yes, he would just change into sothing they couldn’t describe with words.

An Eldritch Lion? Possibly.

Kael was given a new definition of horror.

For now, the main plan of the cats was to use their powers to create a locked zone around Kael and his clones, and then shrink this locked zone to corner the All-King.

They wanted to see just how unkillable the All-King would be when there was little space to move around.

And they would succeed.

They had numbers, their collective power was higher, and they were working together.

Kael was all alone, the only thing he had to offset this balance was his clones and his laws. Even those would not last.

What made all this worse was that more immortal cats were still on their way.

Kael and his clones turned into multiple streaks of wavy golden lights that weaved through the sky and burrowed through the shattered lands, summoning the power of laws.

Kael had many things he would have said to them, but what was the point?

At the sa ti, Kael did not feel hopeless. Although his Law of Bad Luck was flaring, the Law of Good Luck was finally catching up in terms of intensity.

Kael paid attention to this developnt but remained cold and aggressive outwardly. He didn’t show any signs that he was expecting sothing, even though he was.

Readying himself to fight as long as possible, Kael activated the dormant Death Essence and Hunting Essence that he had been saving for a while now.

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"Grandfather, why did you suddenly decide to take a stroll in the endless plains?" Asked a tall woman with black hair and red eyes. She looked young, having the appearance of a woman in her late twenties.

Her skin was pale white and sickly and her face was extrely beautiful. Her red eyes gaze around lazily as she and her grandfather strolled through the region known as the Endless Plains.

The person she was referring to as her grandfather looked more like her brother.

The man was tall and appeared to be middle-aged. He bore so resemblance to the woman.

He had her glowing red eyes and black hair which was short and ended at the top of his neck.

He also had the sa sickly pale skin that would make one think he was going to die at any mont.

He looked weak, which was definitely not the case for those who knew him.

Whereas the granddaughter was wearing a pitch-black knee-length dress, the grandfather was wearing a tattered black office suit.

Both the grandfather and granddaughter had sketchy looks on their faces. The kind of looks that they had when they were practically begging the universe to throw trouble their way.

Although they were not smiling, the edges of their lips would sotis twitch, as though they were suffering from drug withdrawal.

"Tsk...I just had this feeling," The so-called grandfather muttered, "So bastard must be playing with the power of fortune, I swear.

I just had this feeling that good fortune was waiting for

if I took a stroll."

Every step they took propelled them hundreds of thousands of kilotres.

The granddaughter looked at her grandfather who brought his hand up to scratch his beardless chin.

With the kind of power her grandfather had, no feeling could be dismissed as casual. It definitely had to be looked into.

But that was the thing. He normally wouldn’t feel lucky unless soone strong enough was pulling so strings.

So he was here for two reasons. One, to satiate his curiosity, and two, to see if he could bully soone.

Ever since his favourite lion, the All-King had died, he had not been in a good mood.

Actually, most lions in Original Heaven were not in a good mood. Today, they had set out with the sole intention of oppression.

"Such a sha..." The grandfather shook his head as he lanted the fall of the ninth Primordial.