In the air, wind began to gather and an enormous figure flew towards us. It was Hell’s Song Lin Han. This was a BOSS so high level that even I couldn’t see its tier and stats. It was definitely at least above Divine Tier. He held a sickle in hand and a cruel smile on his face. Lin Han roared, “Why don’t you try a taste of the godly weapon Misfortune!”
The name of that sickle was Misfortune. It was probably another blade of legends!
“Hum!”
Misfortune was wrapped in a deadly aura. The sky behind it seemed to have been dyed in red. Just how many deaths was this blade going to bring?!
“Careful, take your defenses!” Li Mu shouted.
I immediately spun around and said, “F*ck defense, everyone run down the hill. We’re not going to be able hold this place!”
Wolf, Qing Qian and Wan Er all rushed down the hill. I grabbed Darling Duck in one hand and sprinted forward. Jian Feng Han, Yan Zhao Warrior, and Misty Cloud saw us running and followed behind, leaving the hundreds of Ba Huang City warriors there to take a last stand.
“Hong!”
A flame engulfed the sky and a enormous sickle blade descended upon the earth!
“Hong!”
A shockwave swept through the map and the little hill was immediately decimated in seconds. Hundreds of Ba Huang City warriors were turned to dust.
In the sky, Luo Lin gripped his sword so hard it began to shake. He looked at Lin Han and screamed, “You wretched demon, you demon, I’m going to kill you, I… I will kill you!”
He swung his blade and dashed forward, charging straight at Lin Han!
“Keng!”
An earsplitting shriek sounded out and the sky seemed to have split in half. This was no longer a battle for us players to take part in. After all, look at their strength.
……
The sickle blade parried Luo Lin’s attack. Lin Han’s cruel smile was replaced by a contemptible smile, “What’s your name youngster? I’m starting to take an interest in you.”
Luo Lin threw a kick and said, “Ba Huang City General——Luo Lin!”
“Good, good, good….”
Lin Han easily dodged Luo Lin’s attack. After repeating “Good” three times, he raised his sickle and smiled, “Now that I know your name, you can go die now. I don’t care how strong your empire of the South is, or how much money you have. But in my eyes, killing you is as easy as crushing an ant!”