Warlord of Chaos Warlord of Chaos Chapter 140

Chapter 140: Internal Strife

Translator: Wuxia Dog Editor: Wuxia Dog

A magician raised his staff high as he chanted incantations, preparing to release a powerful magic with all his strength. But before he could finish his incantations, he felt his hair being jerked, and then his head was pushed forward, slamming into the wall in front of him. His head was instantly bloodied. He even heard the sound of crashing before losing his consciousness.

Han Jin strode to another magician, holding a war pike. The defensive matrix of Black Raven City was not effective on him at all!

All the attention had been attracted by Guevara, a superior-grade professional, and no one was watching their backs. A magician was standing on the crenel and stared down from the wall with a fire ball forming in his hand, but Han Jin sneaked behind him and gave him a slight push. The magician fell down the wall with a blood-curdling scream.

Two other magicians turned around after hearing the scream. Unfortunately, the distance between Han Jin and them was too short for them to do anything. The only thing they saw was a giant fist flying toward them. With a splash of blood, one of the magician's heads collided with his companion's behind him, and both fell on the ground. Han Jin's strength had been tremendously strengthened after using Spirit Possession Art, and his punch easily left two dents in the weak magicians' heads.

“Agh…” Another magician screamed as he saw this. But he had been casting spells the whole afternoon, and was too exhausted to release even a tiny fireball. All he could do was turn and run.

However, Han Jin's pike had already reached him, piercing through his waist before he could flee. The next moment, Han Jin leaped up as agile as a cat and rushed toward the waving banner of his enemy.

Although Han Jin had killed four magicians in quick succession, his enemies were too distracted by Guevara to notice him..

Having stayed with the soldiers for such a long time, Han Jin had learned the importance of cutting the enemy banner and killing their commander. He also knew that the former was even more important than the latter, as soldiers might not realize it when their commander is killed, but when their banner falls, their morale would instantly collapse.

No guard was around the flags. Thinking that this was a safe place, a large group of Minotaurs had gathered beside the battlement and were all intensely watching the battle below them.

Han Jin made a sweeping motion with his war pike and cut down a smaller banner, then kicked down another with a swift kick. He clamped the main enemy banner under his arm and twisted his body. With a crack, the bowl-thick flagpole was abruptly broken off. Immediately after, Han Jin jumped atop the wall and threw down the enemy banner.

Sherrill saw from the corner of his eye that something was drifting down in the near distance. As he stared at it, he realized it was his banner. While he was still wondering why it would drift down, cheers broke out from the soldiers of the Riptide Regiment beneath. Six infantry formations started to simultaneously push forward toward the city walls.

Han Jin leaped up and then dropped down among the Evil Eyes. Though his speed was far inferior to that of Guevara's, for the Evil Eyes it was already so fast that it could bring them a devastating disaster! Though Han Jin swung the pike in his hand like a staff as if he was a common thug, he was fast and powerful enough to make such a formless attack effective. Each time he swung, five or six Evil Eyes would be whipped away like spinning tops with green fluid spraying around.

“Enemy!”

“Kill him…”

The Evil Eyes shouted in a panic. Some of them who were standing at the edge of the crenels were even pushed off the wall with a scream, while others were frantically trying to aim their death rays at their enemy. Instead of hitting their leaping target, they only hurt their own companions and made the scene more chaotic.

Han Jin had made great improvement in terms of his energy since the day he had confronted Gerald, the Bloody Knight. What's more, he had simultaneously released three charms for himself, the Spirit Possession Operation, Art of Vertical Lift, and Spirit Refreshment, the effects of which were by no means as simple as just summing them up. The war pike in Han Jin's hand had turned into a blur and made a shrill whistling sound. Anything it touched would immediately fall dead. At least for the Evil Eyes, his attack was unblockable.

The Minotaurs had also come at him with their giant axes, but Han Jin's figure was so erratic, as it kept drifting from one place to another. Each time he leaped, he would drop down among the Evil Eyes, making his enemies hesitant to attack due to fear of friendly fire. As a matter of fact, considering his current power, one volley of beams from the Evil Eyes could turn him into ashes. The problem was, they never got the chance to fire.

However, the wall was not wide, and a tall and sturdy Minotaur holding an immense battle axe finally managed to approach Han Jin. He slammed his axe down toward Han Jin's head.

Feeling a wisp of chilly wind coming from his back, Han Jin swung around and dodged the giant battleaxe, then backhandedly swung his pike in response. He moved so fast that the war pike bent in a crescent shape as it moved.

Seeing the ferocious strike from Han Jin, the Minotaur's expression drastically changed. He hurriedly raised his battle axe to block the incoming pike.

Something strange happened. The war pike in Han Jin's hand, which was an ordinary weapon he had picked up, was distorted into a right angle, while the battleaxe of the Minotaur made of refined steel was intact.

The Minotaur's eyes protruded out. The sharp point of the pike had stabbed into his back. Everything happened so quick that he didn't even have time to respond. However tough his body was, Han Jin's swing was so forceful that the tip of the pike had already buried itself into his back.

Han Jin leaned forward, threw off the stem of the pike, and swung his fists at the chest of the Minotaur. Han Jin knew the lips were the weakness of Minotaurs, but he didn't want his hands to be covered in some kind of slimy and disgusting fluid like last time, thus he changed his target.

Boom! His fists sunk deep into the chest of his enemy. He took another step forward, seized the battleaxe falling out of the Minotaur's hand, then gave a swift kick to its stomach. The Minotaur flew back with a boom, and headed straight toward a Viper Demon who was drawing his bow. However, the Viper Demon was quick to react and hurriedly ducked to avoid the flying Minotaur.

Shortly thereafter, the Viper Demon sensed something was off. He was only ducking his head, yet his head continued moving toward the ground uncontrollably. Then, his head spun, and he saw a headless body from the corner of his eyes. The last thing he saw before his head landed on the ground was a foot stomping down.

With the heavy steel battleaxe in his hand, Han Jin started to enjoy killing even more. He had disliked the war pike because it was too light for him to fully exert his strength, whereas this axe was rather satisfying.

He let out a roar and rushed to his enemies, wildly sweeping the giant battle axe and showing an irresistibly horrible momentum. The Evil Eyes and Viper Demons in front of him were all cut into pieces like torn paper.

Fear filled the eyes of the Minotaurs, because the one who was killed was their captain. Though they were not afraid of death, they were shocked to see their leader killed so quickly.

Ronning and the other generals saw this from the Eye of Perspective. However calm Ronning used to be, his blood was surging at the sight of this. Individual powers aside, Han Jin's courage to single-handedly dive into the enemy backline earned his respect.

“Fire!” A roar came from the near distance.

The Evil Eyes had been cut into two groups. One raised their tentacles and emitted rays of red light toward Han Jin as ordered. Obviously, their commander had made his decision to kill this scourge at all costs.

However, Han Jin sunk down into the ground at an extremely quick speed and disappeared. The rays shot by the Evil Eyes couldn't even hit his shadow, and instead burnt dozens of other Evil Eyes into ashes.

Sherrill almost fainted at that sight. He couldn't believe his eyes. What kind of spell was that!?

But suddenly, with a loud roar, Han Jin reappeared among the Evil Eyes who had shot him, and cut three of them in two with a wave of his axe.

The Evil Eyes opposite him were totally confused by the attack from both Han Jin and their own companions. Seeing that Han Jin's figure had reappeared, they immediately raised their tentacles. Sherill too gave the firing command in his daze.

The moment the red rays were shot out, Han Jin'e figure vanished again and emerged on the opposite side. Again, his ferocious battleaxe cut down seven or eight Evil Eyes.

Evils Eyes were only good for long distance attacks. Their egg-shaped bodies were by no means an advantage when it came to close quarter combat. Their ten-odd tentacles were used to support their bodies instead of attacking others. They would greatly suffer if their enemy managed to get close. Sherrill clearly knew that, but he hadn't expected that his enemies could sneak into the city wall soundlessly. Now, it was too late for him to change his battle formation.

This time, dozens of Evil Eyes were shot by their own companions. The remaining still instinctively raised their tentacles when seeing Han Jin opposite them.

Gradually, things went out of control. The Evil Eyes nearly lost their minds after being attacked by both this mysterious human and their allies. One even raised his tentacle to directly shoot his own companion, and the others followed. Before long, more and more Evil Eyes had joined the tangled warfare out of anger. None of them were even targeting Han Jin anymore.

The magic shield of Black Raven City was still under attack, while the Evil Eyes on the city walls were killing each other. Inconceivably, some of the rays even landed on Sherrill, who was standing in the near distance. He reached out his trembling hand, pointed at the Evil Eyes and tried to give an order, but no words came out from his mouth. He sat down heavily on the ground. Though the injury was only a minor wound, he couldn't bear the mental frustration anymore.