The Great Worm Lich Chapter 305

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Being awakened by the Lord's question from his ponderation, a horrifying smile appeared on Zhang Lisheng's scaly face, “I've not taken part in the battle just now, so I've always been energetic, Your Lordship.”

“Then,” Upon hearing this answer, the powerful Darkwalker who had been shrouding himself in the black robe even during his rest looked around and shouted loudly, “Let's go! Darkwalkers, this is a world that doesn't welcome us. Don't…”

When the Lord was talking, a monster that had a head resembling a black bear but with the body of a bison suddenly rushed out of the jungle maniacally. Its protruding mouth roared and bit into the nearest short black-robed man.

After several rounds of bloody lessons, the Darkwalkers who were good in sorcery had long moved to the stream. The people at the perimeter of the crowds were all powerful close combat fighters. Upon seeing the monster's attack, that short black-robed man put on a boxing stance and used an ‘overcut' sharp claws that represented his fist to tear the enemy's skull into a blob of rotten piles of red and white.

“Your Lordship, it has never crossed my mind that there's actually such a small werewolf,” when Zhang Lisheng saw the hairy claws of the wolf and when the black-robed man retaliated with a punch, Zhang Lisheng said with a smile.

“Fenrini is a special case. She is of Nordic descent.” The Lord who was surprised after seeing the monster when he was talking halfway just now glanced at the scally young man beside him with a shocked gaze before shouting out loud, “See, I was right! This place doesn't welcome ‘foreigners'! Let us depart as soon as possible. After completing our ‘work', we'll go back to the gathering place and have a drink.”

“His Lordship is right! Staying on this island is even more bloodcurdling than staying in the North Pole. Only the human gathering place can make me feel better. The sooner I finish beating those aborigines, the better.”

“Red Dragon, you've only come to this island less than a day! Where did these overwhelming feelings of yours come from?”

“Devil Giant! With that nerves of yours that resemble the cross-sea bridge bracket cable, you don't even feel pain even if you drop into a volcano, so you better just shut up…” Upon hearing the Lord's ordering, the Darkwalkers ended their rests in a hurry. Standing up from the woodland, they gathered together.

When the Lord saw that everyone had gathered, he looked at the black-robed man who was the shortest and fattest among the group, who looked like a wine barrel, and said, “Is everybody ready? King Rat, you may begin now!”

The short, fat, black-robed man nodded and walked to the edge of the crowd. Without warning, he blew a beautiful whistle that had a beautiful pitch similar to that of the voice of nature.

In the jungle of the foreign world's island that was filled with whistle's sound, a series of hissing sound that was getting louder began to resonate in the jungle. Not long after, thousands of weirdly shaped, long-teeth, terrifying looking rats leapt out from the jungle.

The smallest among these weird rats was only about two to three centimeters while the big ones were close to a meter long. After they appeared, they gathered in the open space in front of the chunky black-robed man and began to drill holes in the woodland according to the gesture of his hands.

“Are we going to dig a tunnel out to attack the aborigine tribe?” With the advantage of height, Zhang Lisheng could see clearly in the crowd that a tunnel with a diameter of over five meters slowly appeared in a speed that was visible to the naked eye. He was stunned for a moment before saying loudly, “This is really a very creative idea. It seems that in addition to his tyrannical temper, Rat King actually has some other specialties too!”

Upon hearing this sarcastic remark, the chunky black-robed man who had stopped whistling froze directly. Turning his head, he glared fiercely at the tall young man, revealing his shoulders and his head among the crowd but said nothing.

When Zhang Lisheng saw how King Rat was restraining himself, he suddenly smiled and said, “Your Lordship, it seems that you have made an agreement with all the Darkwalkers that no one, except for yourself, is allowed to speak even a word to me, right?”

“All right, Your Excellency Dragon Fang, the tunnel is already accessible, let's go!” When the Lord heard this, he smiled noncommittally and directed hundreds of Darkwalkers to enter the tunnel that the King Rat dug using sorcery. They then followed behind the peculiar rats resembling a meat wall that had dug out the soil as they slowly walked step by step from the underground to the aborigine tribe.

The tunnel was dark; the soil was wet; the air was thin. If an average person walked inside here, he would have suffocated long ago. However, to a group of people who mastered the unpredictable power of darkness, walking through here was just like walking on the street. However, when they recalled the situation of the fierce battle when they attacked the indigenous tribe recently, the Darkwalkers could not help but slowly become nervous.

About an hour later, King Rat, who was at the forefront, suddenly stopped and pointed to the countless shimmering dark red eyes that were stagnating in the dark hole. With a heavy voice, he said, “Lord, my ‘subjects' told me that the target is just right above our heads.”

“Very good, Your Excellency King Rat! Ladies and gentlemen, are you ready for a big fight?”

“We're born ready, Your Lordship!” The Darkwalkers in the tunnel answered in unison. The one who shouted the loudest was none other than the Lord's retinue who shouted first.

To this group of temporary men who would soon turn back into a group of scattered sand before the battle, the Lord gave them a look of disgust hidden in his black robe. However, he continued to praise, “Good!”

Then, he began to draw an extremely complex array of runes with his hands in the air.

His fingers resembled fluorescent brushes while the air resembled a pure white canvas. By the time he finished drawing the last rune, he had already condensed a black smoke around him. More and more smoke gathered, in just a few seconds, it filled the entire tunnel.

When Zhang Lisheng saw the appearance of the thick fog, he who had planned to absorb the aborigines' hatred first suddenly shouted out loud, “Your Lordship, to show my sincerity, this time, let me blow the horn of the attack.”

After saying so, he nihilated and passed through the soil layer above his head, crawling out of the ground. He solidated his body and transformed into a slender giant over ten meters high. Waving his giant claws around, he agilely moved around. In just one blow, he turned the bewildered aborigines into a puddle of blood and limb remnants.

As a Hellfire tribe that had over 80,000 people, it was natural for the Mokacho to have a tight guard at its dwelling close to the key position of the tribal totem pole. After the young man had succeeded in making his sneak attack, he immediately felt the ground under his feet tremble slightly. Then, countless of vines broke out from the soil and began to protrude upward.

“Oh, soil spiritual monsters like you guys are really not innovative at all!” When the vines wrapped around his feet, they began to try to penetrate Zhang Lisheng's body through the gap between the scales. The young man's heart became stern, but he continued to roar with indifference. Once again, he nihilated and easily rid himself of the shackles of the spiritual monster's sorcery.

As he nihilated, a thick cloud in the sky suddenly turned into a vigorous mist and swooped down towards the Mokacho tribe's dwelling.

A horrifying wyrmdragon in the mist opened its bloody mouth and flew towards the tribal totem pole. When the huge stones that suddenly emerged from the ground blocked it, it shook its body and turned the steam shrouding its body into thousands of substantial sharp claws. It broke the barrier of the enchantment and tore the bark house enshrining the tribal book of history beside the totem pole into pieces.

The tree house collapsed, and the wyrmdragon also turned into nothingness in the twinkling of an eye. Only the sound of a roar that shook the world suddenly reverberated, “Don't think we don't know who you are, oh Tudenan's Raider! Your provocation is an endless declaration of war. It's all because the idiots in Kaqilu had always wanted to meet you halfway and had now destroyed under your greed! You sneaky coward who only knows how to ambush your opponents! Don't think you can conquer Mokacho just because you could conquer Kaqiru…”

The one roaring was a spiritual monster whose body was covered with wave-like blue and white patterns. The monster had a height of over three meters tall and had a coral-like long horn on his head. Zhang Lisheng had shrunk his body to become less than one meter tall and was currently in stealth mode. When he, who was hiding far away at the edge of the Mokacho tribe, heard this roaring sound, he did not feel angry but burst out chuckling instead.

This was because when the spiritual monster guarding the Mokacho cursed at him and called his name out, he could feel the wizard power in his body slowly began to boil spontaneously and consciously. Satisfied, he quietly extended his head to look at the heart of the Mokacho tribal dwelling that just so happened to lay eyes on the countless strange rats that had dug the ground open and were gushing out from the ground like spring.

Accompanying their fanatic footsteps were a thick black smoke. That black smoke slowly dispersed from the hole, forming a rapidly rising dark cloud in midair. Under the dark clouds, the Lord led a group of powerful Darkwalkers and started to have another brutal killing without saying a word.

This was an uneven battle! However, despite falling into a disadvantaged position, the Mokacho tribesmen still gave its enemy a heavy blow under the protection of the guardian spiritual monster.

However, their stubborn willpower still could not compensate for the huge difference between their strengths. As the spiritual monsters slowly fell one after another, when the last guardian actually turned away from the belief and escaped, Zhang Lisheng sneaked up to it and had its skull pierced through. Finally, their tribal totem pole still fell at the enemy's feet.

After a loud resonating bang, the surviving Mokacho warriors stopped dead on their tracks like a wood statue instantly.

They had gained the victory. Zhang Lisheng had been using his lizard incarnation's omniscient power to nihilate his body since the battle started officially to make a sneak attack the lonely spiritual monster. He had dodged from all dangers slyly when he had courted hostility. He had also grabbed onto the only spiritual monster that he killed and felt the wizard power continue to build up in his body. Breathing a long sigh, he walked up to the Lord, “We've already completed the first half of our deal, Your Lordship. Four months later, I'll hand you 26 faith stones and complete the whole transaction.”

“Your Excellency Dragon Fang, you have this, this… Hmm how should I put it, a very ‘handy' ability!” The Lord allowed blood to drip from his black robe as he glanced at the surrounding Darkwalkers that had suffered from a 10% casualty rate and coldly said, “I think it'd be far more suitable for you to become a thief as your part-time career, rather than becoming a Darkwalker!”

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