bookandnovel Chapter 14413 You dare to be my enemy?
Chapter 14413 You dare to be my enemy?
Chapter 14413 You dare to be my enemy?
Several months ago, the Tianyuan Holy Hall attempted to invade the Batian Empire and sent a group of powerful experts.
Upon learning the news, Ling Xiao went to meet the enemy alone.
He was agile and swift, like a dragon emerging from the sea, galloping across the battlefield.
He brandished his longsword, its light flashing, each strike carrying an overwhelming force.
Those powerful invaders from the Heavenly Abyss Temple were all defeated and routed by his attacks.
In the end, the scene of Ling Xiao single-handedly repelling the invading experts from the Tianyuan Holy Hall remains vivid in people's minds, becoming a legend and inspiring awe in everyone.
Seeing everyone supporting Ling Xiao, the burly man from the giant beast army looked increasingly grim, like the sky before a storm, so dark it seemed to drip water.
His fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white from the force, and his arm guards rubbed together with a harsh sound, as if it were an outpouring of his inner anger.
His heart was filled with resentment and bitterness, yet he was helpless.
Ling Xiao walked down the steps with a calm expression, his steady steps seeming to resonate in everyone's hearts.
His dark cloak billowed in the night wind like wings, adding to his mystery and majesty.
He approached the burly man from the Beast Army, his gaze piercing, looking directly into his eyes, his voice deep and powerful: "You say I killed my comrades without permission?"
He turned to Shangguan Yue, his gaze sweeping over her slightly trembling fingertips, the trembling of which seemed to betray her inner tension and unease.
“Miss Shangguan, why don’t you tell me about what happened that day?”
"I believe that with your fairness and intelligence, you will be able to tell the truth of the matter exactly as it is."
Shangguan Yue stood tall and straight, her expression solemn and resolute. She took a deep breath and then spoke loudly, her voice clear and melodious like the clinking of jade stones, which was particularly clear in the silent square: "Zuiying insulted the Lord in the street. Such behavior is truly outrageous."
"He not only spoke rudely and hurled insults, but also took the initiative to attack, attempting to harm the sovereign."
"According to Article 5 of Chapter 7 of the Behemoth Army Law, anyone who insults the Common Sovereign or commits insubordination shall be punished as a traitor."
"Treason is a serious crime, concerning the safety and dignity of the country, and must never be tolerated or condoned."
Ling Xiao's gaze was sharp as he slowly swept over the elder, his eyes filled with a hint of inquiry and majesty, as if trying to see through the elder's thoughts: "Does the elder believe that the Beast Army has the right to disrespect me?"
His voice was deep and powerful, each word carrying immense weight, making it hard to breathe.
Upon hearing this, the old man flew into a rage. His once neatly combed white hair stood on end, making him look like an angry lion.
He gripped the jade tablet, a symbol of status and power, tightly in his hand, pointing it directly at the group of warriors, his voice trembling yet filled with anger: "Naturally, I have no right!"
"The behemoth army is probably used to being pampered. In the past, in the sea of demons, they could probably do whatever they wanted, acting recklessly and without restraint."
"But now, the Demon Sea has submitted to the Overlord Empire, and everything must be done according to the empire's rules."
"They still think that this is the same sea of demons they once knew, that they can act lawlessly and disregard the authority of the empire. That's just wishful thinking!"
The burly man's face was contorted, his eyes bloodshot, like a wild beast enraged. He hissed, "Spoiled?"
"fart!"
"What do you mean by following the law? This is clearly just a means for you to eliminate dissidents."
"If such a traitor who murders his comrades is allowed to lead the Beast Army, the Overlord Empire will perish sooner or later. Let them rebel!"
His voice echoed in the night sky, filled with resentment and anger.
"presumptuous!"
The elder was furious, his white beard trembling violently in the night wind, like white grass in a gale.
He was trembling with rage, pointed at the burly man, and shouted, "Where are the guards?"
In an instant, the clanging of armor filled the air, like the beating of war drums.
Elite guards surged in from all directions, clad in black armor, their steps precise and powerful, each one thudding into the ground.
The black armor, reflecting the cold light of the palace lanterns, gleamed with an icy gleam, completely surrounding the giant beast army, forming an impenetrable wall of copper and iron.
At the same time, the Batian Army also quickly changed formation. They held long spears, and the spears were like a forest. The cold light of the spear tips formed a fierce net in the twilight, as if they could pierce the enemy with a thousand holes at the first command.
A sudden gust of wind swept through the night, like an invisible hand, causing the palace lanterns to sway erratically. The lights flickered in the wind, adding a sense of tension and mystery to the entire square.
Ling Xiao stood silently before the steps, like an unshakeable mountain. The bloodthirsty sword spirit on his body had already manifested, releasing a chilling aura that seemed to penetrate one's very bones.
The blade reflected the last rays of the setting sun on the horizon, the blood-red glow seeming like a harbinger of war.
The pines and cypresses surrounding the square swayed in the wind as if mourning the impending conflict.
Further away came the bugle call of the night patrol soldiers changing shifts, long and desolate, echoing in the night sky for a long time, as if telling the story of the vicissitudes and changes of this land.
The blood-red setting sun was like a giant dye cloth, wantonly dyeing the clouds on the horizon into a desolate crimson, the color so intense it seemed to drip blood.
Under the setting sun, the glazed tiles of Batian City gleamed with a cold and dazzling luster, like a layer of invisible frost, giving people a sense of indifference that kept them at a distance.
The chilling autumn wind, like an invisible giant hand, fiercely swept up the withered yellow leaves covering the ground. The leaves swirled in the square, making a rustling sound, as if countless ghosts were whispering, telling of the fierce battles and endless sorrow that had once taken place on this land.
The burly man from the behemoth army stood in the center of the square; he was tall and imposing, like a moving mountain.
He glanced around at the soldiers who were standing ready for battle, his eyes filled with disdain and contempt.
His bulging muscles rippled beneath his dark gold chainmail, as if they contained boundless power ready to erupt at any moment.
A ferocious smile twisted his lips, revealing teeth that gleamed white and cold in the twilight, like sharp daggers that sent chills down one's spine.
"You shrimp soldiers and crab generals, do you think you're worthy to be enemies of my giant beast army?"
His voice was like sand rubbing against a rough surface, dry and harsh, carrying the ferocity of someone who had been through many battles, as if every word contained countless acts of bloodshed and slaughter.
"When we fought alongside the old demon king, you were still nursing in your mother's arms!"
"Back then, the land we traversed was littered with corpses; the cities we conquered were stained with rivers of blood."
"You hothouse flowers have no idea of the cruelty of war, and you are not worthy to be compared with us battle-hardened warriors!"
Before he finished speaking, Ling Xiao's figure on the steps suddenly blurred, as if he had turned into an invisible wind and disappeared from the spot in an instant.
His dark cloak left a trail of afterimages in the air, an afterimage as ghostly as a ghost, impossible to fathom.