inspire-indiana Chapter 9 Death Tide
Chapter 9 Death Tide
Beneath the great banner, a figure resembling a demon god stood majestically.
This person is none other than one of the four great lords, the Marquis of the North... Chong Houhu!
He straddled the back of a strange beast wreathed in flames, a beast called the Fiery-Eyed Beast. Wherever its four hooves pounded, even the frozen earth melted instantly.
Chong Houhu was clad in a heavy suit of black iron armor and held a giant mountain-splitting axe upside down in his hand. The wailing of vengeful spirits could be faintly heard emanating from the axe blade.
Lin Yuan's gaze sharpened slightly as he looked through the "Qi Luck Observation Technique," and a sense of horror rose in his heart.
"Mid-stage Returning to Void Realm..."
"Chong Houhu's cultivation is actually a whole major realm higher than mine."
"In this primordial world where immortals and mortals are not yet completely separated, even the mortal lords possess such terrifying resources!"
Just then, Chong Houhu raised his head, his leopard eyes wide open, and stared at the city wall of Jizhou.
"Su Hu, you traitor! Open the city gates and face your death!"
The terrifying internal energy of the Returning to Emptiness Realm within Chong Houhu's body transformed into waves of sound, which swept wildly toward the city walls of Jizhou in a fan shape.
"Click, click."
Wherever the sound wave passed, the two huge flagpoles on the city wall of Jizhou were shaken apart by the sound wave, their thick flagpoles snapped and collapsed with a crash, causing a series of mournful cries on the city wall.
"Chong Houhu, cease your arrogance! I, Su Hu, am here!"
With a long howl, the gates of Jizhou City burst open.
Marquis Su Hu of Jizhou, clad in silver armor and wielding a steel spear, led his eldest son Su Quanzhong and several hundred personal guards in a charge against the army of 100,000.
"kill!"
Su Hu's eyes were bloodshot, and his spear shot out like a dragon, aiming straight for Chong Houhu's throat.
Su Quanzhong was also young and brave, and he brandished his halberd, flanking from the side.
However, in the face of such absolute suppression, how laughable is one's own courage?
"The light of a firefly dares to rival the brilliance of the moon?"
Chong Houhu laughed wildly and swung his three-hundred-pound mountain-splitting axe so hard that the surrounding air was instantly sucked away.
"when--"
With a sound of metal shattering, the steel spear in Su Hu's hand was cleaved into countless cracks.
The terrifying recoil force surged back along the gun barrel, shattering Su Hu's protective aura, which had barely reached the early stage of the Nascent Soul Realm.
Hold on, fight to the death!
In the first round, Su Hu's tiger's mouth split open, and blood spurted out.
In the fifth round, Su Quanzhong was sent flying by a tail lash from the Fiery-Eyed Beast that Chong Houhu was riding, and his fate was unknown.
Round 10!
"Die."
Chong Houhu's eyes blazed with ferocity, and his giant axe, carrying the force of Mount Tai crashing down, cleaved down with a deafening roar.
"Bang!"
Su Hu desperately parried with his spear, but could no longer withstand the immense force. He and his horse were sent flying dozens of feet away by the axe, crashing onto the city wall of Jizhou and collapsing to the ground, exhausted.
"Father!"
The guards cried out in despair and rushed forward to snatch Su Hu back into the city.
"Follow me to breach the city, launch a full-scale assault, leave not a blade of grass behind."
With a swing of his battle axe, Chong Houhu unleashed a 100,000-strong, ferocious army from the north, which surged into the dilapidated city gates of Jizhou.
The massacre of the city had begun.
Inside the beacon tower, Lin Yuan coldly gazed at the distant inferno. With a slight thought, he summoned the global chat channel at the edge of his retina.
The chat channel had now become a place of wailing and lamentation.
For the first time, blood and death shattered the dreams of these "chosen ones" in such a stark reality.
[Liu Qiang (Rank E/Refugee from Jizhou): "Help! Help! My leg has been severed by a stray arrow. I'm currently hiding in the cellar of a civilian house, and there are rebel soldiers killing people everywhere outside. Someone please save me!"]
[Zhang San (F-rank/Broken Blacksmith): "Where is the military's think tank?! Didn't you say Su Hu was the leader of the uprising, the chosen one? Why couldn't he even last ten rounds? Come out and explain!"]
[System Notification: Explorer [Wang Hao] (Rank D/Imperial Guard Soldier of Chaoge) is offline (His Soul Card is shattered).]
[System Notification: Explorer [Li Gang] (Rank E/Wandering Cultivator) is offline (His Destiny Soul Tablet is shattered).]
[System Notification: Explorer [Zhang Wei] (Rank F/Jizhou Peddler), offline (Life Soul Card shattered).]
……
Within half an incense stick's time, seven or eight death notifications popped up on the chat interface.
Those IDs that were still flashing quickly turned gray.
The entire server experienced its first wave of deaths!
Those low-level explorers who had naively believed the "top-secret analysis" and traveled all the way to Jizhou City in hopes of securing a "guaranteed admission spot" were completely devastated and frantically spammed the public chat with cries for help.
[“General Chu, Boss Chu Tianhe, don’t you command three thousand soldiers? Please, please bring your troops to save us! We don’t want to die here!”]
"Where are the think tank members? Speak up! Give us a plan! What are we supposed to do now?!"
The group was deathly silent.
The official account of the Blue Star military think tank, which usually gave orders and commanded the world, was now as if it had died out, not daring to post even a single punctuation mark.
This was their first epic public death in this high-dimensional secret realm.
The blood debt of those dozens of lives tore their hypocritical professional facade to shreds.
After a long while, the brightly lit ID that everyone had high hopes for finally appeared.
[Chu Tianhe (Rank B/Yin Shang Lieutenant): "What are you yelling about? What does this have to do with me?"]
[Chu Tianhe: "I have received the Emperor's boundless grace and have always been loyal to Your Majesty. Su Hu defied Heaven by writing a poem in rebellion and has met such an end; it is his own fault. You who blindly follow the traitor deserve to die. Do not implicate me!"]
Looking at Chu Tianhe's ugly face, which changed in an instant and was eager to sever ties, and then looking at the think tank that was pretending to be dead, I was struck by Chu Tianhe's ugly face.
Lin Yuan, hidden in the shadows of the beacon tower, almost burst out laughing.
"A bunch of idiots who actually treat this great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods, which involves the games of sages and the workings of the Heavenly Dao, as a childish game of power struggles in the main world."
"In the face of the overwhelming forces of Heaven, the cleverness of mortals is nothing but a deadly poison."
Just as the sounds of battle shook the heavens and rivers of blood flowed within the city of Jizhou.
Lin Yuan's dark golden eyes suddenly twitched, as if sensing something, and he abruptly turned his head to look west.
The "Qi Luck Observation Technique" started operating on its own!
In the distant direction of Xiqi, a rich purple aura was rapidly approaching Jizhou City.
"The Marquis of the West, Ji Chang!"
Lin Yuan felt a chill run down his spine.
This old fox, lurking in Xiqi, the true protagonist who bears the mandate of heaven in the great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods, is finally about to make his move.
Guided by the purple aura, a swift horse bypassed the heavy blockade of Chong Houhu's army and disappeared into the depths of the ruins of Jizhou City.
The man on horseback was clad in chainmail with beast-faced armor. His face was resolute, and his aura was profound, indicating that he was definitely not below the Nascent Soul stage.
This man was none other than Nangong Shi, the number one general of Xiqi!
Nangong Shi stealthily made his way here, and finally found Su Hu, whose face was ashen, inside the half-collapsed main hall of the city garrison.
"Lord Su, this humble general, Nangong Shi, has come to deliver a message on the orders of my lord, the Marquis of Xibo."