Warlord of Chaos Chapter 75: Spirit Possession Operation

Life was much more peaceful in this world covered by thousands of miles of ice and snow. But none of them loafedawaytheir time. Moxinke, Cessacioun, and Sunier had all started to practice their own skills. The Charm of Spirit Refreshment released by Han Jin provided them with an unparalleled guarantee. Nothing could make them more excited than achieving the progress within one day while the same advancement usually cost them several days.Moreover, such a piece of charm only cost Han Jin several dozen Yuan of energy, which he would not mind a bit for that his energy basis had far exceeded that and was growing gradually.

It was quiet herewith few villagers coming in or out. But occasionally loud sound would occur and resound in the whole village. The sound was from Moxinke, who had the habit of letting out a roar before releasing his strength of fighting.

Sylner was completely a freak. God knew what Moxinke had told her that made her actions beyond understanding. She often mustered her men, the members from her Brilliant Rose Mercenary Team, to do some strange things.

Since the escape last time, most of her teammates had quit it and only three stayed with her.But she insisted on training them in battle array, spear art and shield operation. It was not really training, but just efforts made in vain. What's more, she required them to call her 'General'. If they did as she required, she would light up with pleasure, and curried favor with them, or even made fascinating eyes at them as reward. Otherwise, she would get very angry and stop to talk with them, no matter how hard they tried to please her again.

Certainly,she had her own petty trick. As the old saying goes, sharing your happiness with others is much better than enjoying your happiness with yourself. She knew it as well and offered to share this title with the others first. She called them "General Moxinke", "General Cessacioun", even Steelberg was granted the honor "General".

Time was passing unceasingly no matter life was hard or good. As several monthsgoing by, here came the season withall snow and ice melting. The village they had been living in had changed nothing. But somewhere else, the meat mincer had been running during all those months and had minced numerous fresh lives. Finally, the troops of the Black Raven City won the war and had occupied the main tunnel. They had forced troops of Holy Crown City onto the ground.

But now, the situation of Black Raven City was not very optimistic. The tunnel connected to the Holy Crown City directly, which meant, for Dismark, enemies would occur at any time from under his ass. He sat there, as if he was sitting on a volcanic vent. How could he bear this with equanimity! Thus, he was sure to launch an all-out counterattack sooner or later.

At the same time, the diplomatic tone of Beitman also turned increasingly harsh. It intenselydemanded the Black Raven City to retreat all troops from its territory and to hand over the right of controlling the tunnel. It was a colossal joke, but this joke must be attached great importance to!

Compared with them, life of Han Jin and his friends was much more leisure. This day, when the warm and bright sunlight was shining into the mountain woodswhose white cover had faded, Sunier, Cessacioun and the others werestanding in a circle, in the center of whichwere Han Jin and Moxinke.

"Ready?" Han Jin asked lightly.

"Are you a man? If you are, why not allow me to use my sword?" Moxinke yelled.

"I will, one day." Han Jin laughed, "Now, I am going tostart..."

"Damn it!" Moxinke seemed a bit nervous, "Sunier, act quickly this time.If he can't control himself anymore, release that damn magic as soon as possible! Don't be as late as the last time!"

"Shut up! How many times have you reminded me of this?" said Sunier helplessly.

"What did you say?" Moxinke was really enraged. He shouted with his hand pointing at his own face, on which there was an obvious strip of bruise. It must be left after being beaten by someone.

Just then, the momentum of Han Jin changed. He was gentle and polite before, but nowwild and fierce. His pupils shrunk into two dots like two sharp needles. His fists clenched tightly, on which the blue veins stood out obviously, as if he was going to explode.

"Here he comes again!" Moxinke exclaimed, and released his protective strength of fighting without delay.

While Michelle and Steelberg had dispersed in an uproar all of a sudden. General Slyner ran the farthest. This new Wild Magic created by Han Jin could put him into a wild status, during which he would totally lose control of himself, and even dare to kill the Godif heblockedhis road, let alone those ordinary human beings. They had learned a lesson about it.

Sunier and Cessacioun also retreated more than ten meters away. Cessacioun released a Magic Shield for himself. The mad Han Jin was so brutal and aggressive, making all of them nervous and afraid from deep in their hearts.

Moxinke picked up a wooden shield and held it in front of his chest. While Han Jin was clenching fists tighter and tighter with his cold and sharp eyesight fixed on Moxinke.

In fact, it was not Wild Magic at all, but the Spirit Possession Operation among the thirty-six special arts, which had been gossiped via folktales that it could make the operator's body invulnerable to attacks from both knife and gun,and enable the operator to mount the hill of blades and to swim in the sea of boiling oil. Anyone who practiced this art would be valiant peerlessly and could resist thousands of armies on his own. But the truth was, this art was just some kind of hypnotism by using of a Taoist charm, a simple and fundamental Art of Taoism. Han Jin had once learned aboutthis art, but had not learned it formally.

He now practiced this just for the purpose of acquiring one more skill of fighting. But somehow it turned out to be different from his expectation. His body became more agile and tough with his strength greatly improved, but his consciousness was also deprived tentatively, the side effectof this art was just like what Cessacioun had said, to become wild.

Moxinke moved a step backward nervously. "Be careful!" Han Jin shouted and shot ahead. His movement was so fast that the instant the word "Be" left his mouth, he had rushed forward, and when the word "careful" was shouted out, he had reached in front of Moxinke and kicked heavily on the wooden shield.

"Boom!" Moxinke was pushed backward several steps no matter how tall and sturdy he was and even he had released his strength of fighting. But the moment he stabled himself, Han Jin had already shot out again like an arrow as soon as he landed on tiptoe after a somersault, and his fists kept pounding on the wooden shield fiercely.

"Quick, he loses control again!" Cessacioun exclaimed.

Sunier swung her arm heavily and threw out the charm given to her by Han Jin beforehand. A white light flickered across the air. Han Jin stiffened there all of a sudden.

"I quit!" Moxinke threw the wooden shield away, crying, "What hell is it? You promised you can manage it this time!"

"I..." Han Jin looked at his reddish fists and made anembarrassed smile, "I still felt it when I kicked the wooden shield. But then I suddenly lost my consciousness."

Chapter end