God and Devil World Chapter 1008

Among the 2 rows of soldiers, one of them was dressed in a blue robe, his hands behind his back. He exuded an extraordinary aura, as well as a proud countenance. This was Murong Wang.

The leader of the other group was dressed in green, her long hair tied up in a ponytail. She had exquisite features, but a cold gaze, as though no fire could ever melt that icy countenance. She was Tang Xi. Beside her, 20 other female warriors stood, each of them beautiful in their own right, exuding a mild arrogance as well.

It had to be known that every single person chosen by the Saint Lands had undergone strict conditions. Each time, there would be a rigorous test to sift out those who were capable and worthy of the Saint Lands. Among 10,000, there might only be one or two.

These experts were the cream of the crop of the planet Uros, all of them heaven-defying talents, with powerful combat abilities. Even the 5 top experts of South Origin City would not be a match for any of them. Therefore, they had a deep-set arrogance.

Murong Wang glanced at Yue Zhong who was beside Zhang Xuan, and frowned, "Zhang Xuan, who is this? He's not someone from our Saint Lands!"

Tang Xi also shot a cold look at Yue Zhong, her gaze full of suspicions.
　
Zhang Xuan introduced simply, "This is Yue Zhong, a wandering cultivator from South Origin City, and he's my friend."

"Wandering cultivator?"

"The kind that trains like a demon against Mutant Beasts? Seems like he's pretty capable."
　
"Maybe. But, compared to us, they're nothing. He doesn't even have the aura of a cultivator though, are you sure he's not a liar?"

"..."

Hearing Zhang Xuan's words, the elites besides Murong Wang and Tang Xi began to engage in discussion. Although they felt that Yue Zhong was likely capable, he was far off from their level.

Murong Wang swept a condescending gaze at Yue Zhong, and barked out an order as though he was commanding his subordinate, "Yue Zhong, go over there and report, await further orders!"

This Murong Wang was incomparably arrogant, as though he did not care for Yue Zhong's thoughts. He just assumed that Yue Zhong would obey.

Yue Zhong laughed coldly as he looked back at Murong Wang, "What a joke. I'm not from your Saint Lands, why should I listen to you? Who the hell do you think you are?"

Currently, Yue Zhong was already a Type 7 expert, as well as the lord of his own faction. If Murong Wang's attitude was slightly better, there could be at least some form of discussion. However, since this Murong Wang treated him like some dog, he would not be courteous either.

Hearing Yue Zhong's words, all the faces of the Saint Soldiers fell and looked at Yue Zhong as though he was already a dead person.

Strength and character were not related. This Murong Wang was a genius at cultivation, reaching the Type 6 realm at a mere 60 years. Within the Saint Lands, he was considered 1 of the 10 demon-level geniuses. However, his temper was extremely bad, and those who offended him had terrible outcomes.

His handsome face was dark at this point, glancing at Yue Zhong with a gaze full of killing intent. Ever since he reached the Type 6 realm, there seemed to be no one who dared speak to him like that.
　
"Audacious! You dared to speak to Saint Envoy Murong Wang like this, I shall teach you how to be obedient!"

One particular handsome youth beside Murong Wang burst out. He possessed a Type 5 realm strength and appeared right in front of Yue Zhong with a flash. His right fist glowed as it shot towards Yue Zhong's face.

"Good! Wang Hao, teach that kid a lesson! Let him experience true power!"

"Just a mere wandering cultivator and you dare challenge the might of our Saint Lands, what guts."

"..."

The rest of the elites besides Murong Wang laughed coldly. Those that followed Murong Wang had naturally become proud over time as well. In their opinions, other than the Saint Lands, all other experts were trash. Now, one such a trash dared to yap, they were naturally furious.

"Just you? I will teach you how to be a proper human being!" Yue Zhong's eyes glinted dangerously, his left hands reaching out and grabbing Wang Hao's neck.

Facing that grab, Wang Hao's face fell. He suddenly felt as though a world-crushing pressure was aimed at him. He twisted his body with all his might, executing his secret art, Serpent Movement, trying to evade with an unbelievable speed and contortion.

Even so, he was unable to escape from Yue Zhong's clutch. In a split second, Yue Zhong had grabbed onto his neck, sending a powerful force into his body, causing him to become weak.

After that, Yue Zhong sent his free hand slapping across Wang Hao's face ruthlessly. The palm caused Wang Hao's face to swell, and two teeth were even knocked out in a spray of blood.

Having taken this hit, Wang Hao felt a strong sense of humiliation. He had slapped countless others, now that the same was being done to him, he felt incredible shame.

Seeing Wang Hao caught like a chicken in Yue Zhong's hands, and his face being slapped harshly, all the people of Murong Wang and Tang Xi became furious, but no one charged out. They knew that Wang Hao was considered a strong person among them, yet he was caught so easily. This meant that Yue Zhong was not simple. They might be proud, but they were not stupid and rash.

At this time, Murong Wang's face turned dark, and a terrifying aura exuded out from his body. His gaze turned sharp and he stared at Yue Zhong, a killing intent pouring, "Unhand him!"

At this time, Zhang Xuan rushed forward in between Murong Wang and Yue Zhong, "Wait a minute!"

Zhang Xuan's back was riddled with cold perspiration, "Murong Wang, now it's not the time to cause internal strife. We have a common enemy!! Those aliens!! If our main hunting strength was injured here, then who will protect the 200,000 people of Cleansing Wind City? If the Saint Lord were to get furious, none of us can shoulder the punishment! Tang Xi! Aren't you going to help?!"

Zhang Xuan had witnessed Yue Zhong controlling the Scarlet Reaper to kill the Type 6 Black Dragon Beast, furthermore, Yue Zhong's temper was obviously not good. If both sides came to a clash, it would be a slugfest. Whoever won, there would be no benefits.

The cold Tang Xi stepped forward, her voice ringing out, "Let's deal with the aliens in Cleansing Wind City first, whoever dares to initiate a fight, will be my enemy."

The beautiful female warriors beside her also stepped out, their gazes resolute, obviously standing by Tang Xi's decision.

Murong Wang retracted his killing intent, glancing at limp Wang Hao in his hands, coldly saying, "Return Wang Hao. Our matters will be left to after dealing with the aliens."

Yue Zhong waved his hands, sending Wang Hao soaring Murong Wang, "Here!"

Once he let go of Wang Hao, Wang Hao quickly regained use of his energy.
　　
In mid-air, he quickly revealed his Type 5 strength. He landed swiftly and pulled out a medicinal pill to consume. He then stepped back silently, but the venomous look in his gaze as he looked at Yue Zhong was apparent.

Zhang Xuan spoke up, "Since they have requested for our help, let's quickly split up and head to frontlines."

The aliens were powerful killing machines and possessed terrifying combat abilities. Even with the might of the most elite Saint Soldiers, and employing countless advanced technology, the humans of Cleansing Wind City were unable to fend off the aliens.

The firepower of the 20 airships was no joke though, but because the aliens were so scattered, and their defenses strong, it was hard to kill them all in one go. They had to release over dozens of cannons and hundreds of laser beams just to kill a single alien. It was like using bombs just to kill a single mosquito. The only usefulness was to prevent them from gathering. Preventing them from gathering helped lower the casualty rates of the Saint Soldiers.

Tang Xi nodded quietly, "Sure!"

Murong Wang shot Yue Zhong a deep gaze as he ordered coldly, "Let's go!"
　
Soon, the entire group set off in 3 different directions.

Tang Xi, Murong Wang, and Zhang Xuan were all cultivators, but not commanders. Within the airship, there was a separate command post that relayed information to the 3 leaders, giving them updates.

On one street within Cleansing Wind City, 20 Saint Soldiers were currently engaging 3 aliens in an intense battle.

Bright flashes occurred as nets flew over them, capturing one particular bladed-alien.

However, out of the blue, the bladed alien shot forwards, its blades slicing out, tearing apart the net that even the Type 5 Black Dragon Beast could not get out of.

Under the petrified gazes of 5 of the soldiers, the bladed-alien flashed forwards, turning into a gust of wind as it shot past the 5 unfortunate soldiers, turning them into slices of meat amidst a shower of blood.

Chapter end