Chapter 621: Messy Barrage

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

After giving the bald Mammoth Butler and Thousand-handed Vine a few instructions, Yang Ling entered the Wizard’s Pagoda to train. Compared to the Graveyard of Deities and Demons where dangers lurked in every corner, the Wizard Pagoda’s Space was an exceptional environment. Not only could he rapidly replenish the Wizard Power and Mental Energy he expended, but he also did not have to worry about being disrupted by anyone when he was training.

The beasts of the Golden Roc’s heart were getting stronger and more stable, its injuries recovering quickly under the effects of the white fog. The Corpse Wizard King, Dark Dragon King, and the rest of the group were seizing the time to train, hoping to reach the divine level as soon as possible. Ophilia, who was typically very busy, was also training silently, her entire body covered in a ball of silver light. Silver light flashed around the Magical Divine Ring on her finger as if it was devouring the power of faith given by the followers…

After making his way around the area near the Wizard’s Pagoda and seeing that everyone was seizing the time to train, Yang Ling nodded with satisfaction. He teleported to a boundless forest, then whipped out the Battle Soul Blade on his back.

The more advanced he became in his Wizard Techniques, the harder it would be for him to improve even further. It was rather impossible for him to advance to become a high-level Soul Wizard within a short period of time. He might not be able to advance to become a high-level Soul Wizard even if he absorbed the Soul Energies of a few Divine Duty Experts like Vladimir, much less to the level of Wizard Deity. This was of course unless he absorbed the Soul Energy of a large amount of high-level Divine Duty Experts, or even a Core Deity.

It was hard for him to quickly master Soul Wizard Techniques or advance to become a high-level Soul Wizard in a short amount of time. However, that did not mean that he could not improve his abilities in quickly. The Battle Soul Blade was a top-notch Wizard Weapon that he had obtained in the underwater castle back them. It gave Yang Ling a strong battle desire and unlimited confidence.

Coupled with his Space Bind Wizard Technique, he had managed to kill a High-level Deity Abyssal Demon in a second. This was before he advanced to become a mid-level Soul Wizard; now that he had advanced in level and could release a dozen or more strokes in one sitting, coupled with the Space Bind Wizard Technique that had also become more powerful, his abilities have definitely increased!

“Cleaving the Mountains!”

Stroking the sharp edge of the Battle Soul Blade, Yang Ling let out a loud roar. He then wielded the blade with both hands and flew toward a hill-sized rock, his entire figure turning into a black shadow as he sliced through the air. After having advanced to become a mid-level Soul Wizard, not only had his Wizard Power and Soul Energy enhanced drastically, but his physical body had been strengthened once again. He was as fast as lightning even if he did not use his teleportation techniques!

Creak…

There were no expected sounds of explosions, nor was there an alarming impact. The blade aura of the Battle Soul Blade expanded, slicing the giant rock cleaning into two as if it was a piece of tofu, leaving behind a deep scar on the ground. In terms of offensive power, it was much more powerful than the God of Sword’s blade aura!

“Sigh, my swordsmanship is still a little poor, I can’t control the power precisely enough!” Looking at the deep mark left on the ground by the blade aura, Yang Ling shook his head. Even though his abilities had improved greatly after his advancement, he was still a great distance away from the God of Fire, Raymond, whose abilities were deep beyond comprehension.

The scene of the God of Sword, Raymond, flashing his sword and killing twelve Great Twelve-winged Angels in an instant was still fresh in his mind!

“Law of Fire, Law of Power, Law of Wind… Just how many laws did Sir Raymond combine in his strike back then to produce such speed and power?” Yang Ling waved his sword around as he recalled Raymond’s exact actions back then.

One stroke, two strokes…

With his mind clear, Yang Ling decided to shut his eyes, opening his heart and becoming one with nature, freely dancing around with the Battle Soul Blade in his hand as he wished. He did not have a fixed stance or trajectory, dancing faster and faster. He would unleash the Space Bind Wizard Technique from time to time, sometimes layering on the Ice-sealing Domain or infusing lightning-based damage on the Battle Soul Blade, or at other times unleash a hundred and twenty-eight times the gravity around him… From far away, his entire figure seemed to be enveloped within a piece of blade aura.

Whoosh…

A heavy wind blew past, bringing up a field of fallen leaves. The leaves were destroyed by the blade aura of Yang Ling’s Battle Soul Blade before they fell back onto the ground. Nothing was left unscathed after being hit by the sharp blade aura!

“Messy Barrage, I’ll call this technique the Messy Barrage in the future!” After exquisitely moving all around the place and reducing falling leaves to dust with a gentle stroke of his blade, Yang Ling suddenly gained an understanding in his heart. He had created an unbelievably arrogant sword technique with his exceptional strength, alarming speed, and indefensible Battle Soul Blade.

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While Yang Ling was immersed in his unique sword technique, the situation was getting dire outside the Wizard Pagoda’s Space.

As a precaution, Richardson had led a team of guards in setting up an ambush within their temporary outpost, prepared to teach anyone who infiltrated a harsh lesson. Unexpectedly, a few hours later, no one had tried to sneak into the area, but instead, they attracted a bunch of uninvited guests.

After closely observing the area for a few days and ascertaining that Yang Ling, who had not shown himself for days, was not some unparalleled fighter, a bunch of wanderers forced their way toward the area under the command of their leader. Some of them were archers wielding crossbows, some were giant men wielding large axes, and some were Spellcaster with a magical staff in hand. They were all hooligans, all of them having icy-cold gazes. There were several hundreds of them, with people that had the abilities of a High-level Deity taking up a third of the group, and three of them were even at the peak of a High-level Deity.

“Get that guy named Yang Ling out here. As long as he hands over his protective Divine Weapon, I, Travis, will spare your lives. Otherwise, hehe…” The bearded man leading the group let out a cold laugh, instructing the men behind him to form a triangular offensive formation, raring to go.

Back then, even though Yang Ling had managed to kill Divine Duty Expert Vladimir in one stroke, he had also been heavily injured and covered in blood. The fact that Yang Ling had not shown himself for days was the best proof of that. If Yang Ling was truly an unparalleled fighter, no one who had infiltrated the area over the past two days would have been able to escape with their lives. If they did not seize the opportunity to snatch the protective Divine Weapon from him now, there would no longer be a chance in the future after his injuries recovered!

“Evil Wolf Travis?”

“My God, to think that Evil Wolf Travis is also here at the Graveyard of Deities and Demons!”

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A commotion raged amongst the wanderers witnessing the spectacle after hearing the bearded man announce his name and looking closely at his appearance.

Evil Wolf Travis was a famous bandit, and any wanderer who had been to the Chaos Dimension would have heard of his name. It was rumored that this man had reached the peak of a High-level Deity tens of thousands of years ago, his abilities far stronger than that of an ordinary High-level Deity. He was merciless. Any other bandit would only snatch people off their material possessions, while he would not leave anything behind, digging out even their divinities. The bandits under him managed to plunder untold wealth while they were at their peak, but they accidentally ignited the wrath of the Longbarton family, causing them to suffer a devastating attack. It was rumored that he had long died in the wilderness. No one expected him to have led a bunch of his subordinates in hiding in the Graveyard of Deities and Demons.

Evil Wolf Travis?

The black-robed elder, Wilcox, trembled, extending his hand to hold back the impulsive bald Mammoth Butler. As an experienced wanderer who had been doing this for many years, he had a huge source of information. He knew that the merciless bloke before him had exceptional abilities.

“Sir Travis, our brother Yang Ling does not have any Divine Weapons, do you think that there is a misunderstanding?” Wilcox was smiling, making a last ditch effort. Since the other party was approaching them head-on, it was clear that they had done their necessary research on the abilities of their group and had nothing to fear. He was not willing to engage in battle with the other party unless he absolutely had to!

“Hehe, a misunderstanding?” Evil Wolf Travis laughed, then shot a look toward the fierce-looking men behind him, signaling for them to take action immediately. He said coldly, “Let me search the area, we’ll call it a misunderstanding if we do not find any Divine Weapons!”

Whoosh…

As a notorious band of bandits, not only did Evil Wolf Travis and his group have exceptional abilities, but they were also very experienced. They rapidly occupied the advantageous terrain the moment they took action, working together impeccably as they launched a torrential attack on the group. Wilcox, Richardson, and the rest of the group had been surrounded in an instant.

“Kill off these two people and charge into the area, quick!” Evil Wolf Travis let out a violent shout, leading the two people with abilities at the peak of High-level Deity straight for Yang Ling’s tent. His two elite subordinates covered his sides, dealing with the bald Mammoth Butler and Thousand-handed Blood Vine Elizabeth.

Thousand-handed Blood Vine Elizabeth who had the abilities of a High-level Deity was in better shape, using her mass of sturdy tentacles to go toe to toe with her enemy. The bald Mammoth Butler who only had the abilities of a Mid-level Deity was worse, immediately getting hit by an attack that left a wound deep enough to expose the bone on his chest. He had nearly been killed in a second.

“Blade Storm!”

Seeing that the situation was dire, the God of Swords took action decisively. Unfortunately, his blanketing sword aura was completely suppressed by a High-level Deity. Not only did his attack fail to accomplish anything, but he was severely injured by his opponent, being propped up by an earth spire that had suddenly erupted from the ground. His chest was nearly pierced open.

The offensive capabilities of several hundred Divine-level Experts attacking together was extremely terrifying. This was especially so for the thirty-odd High-level Deities. They pushed the group to the edge in an instant. Other than Richardson and Elizabeth, most of the members of the group had trouble in battle, their situation becoming more and more dire. No one expected the wanderers within the campsite to openly attack them on the final night. No one expected such a large number of powerful fighters to suddenly appear!

Whoosh…

After slicing off a few of Elizabeth’s tentacles, Evil Wolf Travis no longer wanted to battle. He decisively charged into the tent, prepared to kill the severely injured Yang Ling and run away after snatching his protective Divine Weapon. The Graveyard of Deities and Demons was fraught with danger and had countless experts with powerful abilities. He did not want to be done in by the others after he spent the effort to snatch away the Divine Weapon.

“Oh, why is there no one here?”

After piercing through the drapes and charging into the tent, Evil Wolf Travis shouted in shock after he saw the empty tent. He was completely oblivious to the fact that he had stepped on a small dull stone, unintentionally activating the restriction Yang Ling had set, alerting Yang Ling, who had been lost in the mysteries of his blade within the Wizard Pagoda’s Space.

Not good!

Evil Wolf Travis was very experienced, decisively retreating after recovering from his shock. He was extremely fast, but it was unfortunately too late!

Buzz…

A light hum suddenly rang out from the sky, accompanied by a blanketing killing intent. A thick white fog descended unto the area. Travis’s body shook, and he found it hard to move. It was as though he had accidentally stepped into a deep swamp. What was worse was that his consciousness wavered after having been hit by a terrifying Soul Attack!

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