Old Acquaintance (Part 2)

"You bunch of ungrateful, backstabbing bats! You can't do this! Old Jack died for you! You owe us an explanation!"

"How ridiculous!" Farnburg sneered, a smile playing on his lips. He had been gathering his power, preparing to unleash the black and red mist in his hand.

"A lowly, insignificant ant dares to provoke the mighty us! What is this insignificant creature shouting about? Could it be that he actually has a connection to your Yin Clan? But he's just a lowly ant!"

Yin Xuege lowered his head, his gaze falling upon Little Jack's face, and he clearly heard the boy's enraged cries. Old Jack was dead? And the people around Little Jack were dead too? Yin Xuege recalled the events he had encountered in the Great Berlin City-State over a month, almost two months, ago!

Yin Xuege found the boy, Little Jack, who could control the power of flames, to be quite intriguing.

"That's someone I know!" Yin Xuege flapped his Natal Bat Wings, slowly descending from the high altitude. Farnburg raised his eyebrows in surprise, then casually retracted his right hand. He turned his attention to the core area of the Great Berlin City-State, muttering to himself.

"Alright, a human who doesn't know his place. Whether to kill him or not is a trivial matter! But where have all the strong individuals of the Great Berlin City-State gone? Were they all taken away by the Jiang Clan? I say, Yin Tianjue, does your Yin Clan truly have no connection with the Jiang family? Jiang Tuochen rescued Yin Xuege from the Blood Prison, and then they took away all the experts from the Great Berlin City-State!"

Glancing back at Yin Tianjue, who had just arrived, Farnburg let out a strange laugh, "Why do I feel like you guys are colluding to set a trap?"

Yin Tianjue hovered in mid-air, also looking at the chaotic Great Berlin City-State with utter bewilderment. Where had all the powerful figures in the city gone? Had they really been taken by the Jiang Clan? Could it be that the Jiang Clan had dug a pit for the people of the Great Berlin City-State to fall into?

But it didn't make sense. The Jiang Clan wouldn't be so bored as to come all the way to the West to stir up such inexplicable trouble, would they?

"Enough of this speculation. Since they won't come out, we'll go in!" Yin Tianjue sneered, then clawed open his wrist, a large amount of dark golden-red blood gushing out.

"Heaven and Earth Without Limit, Blood Sea Universe! Supreme Pure Qian Yuan One Qi Primordial Heaven-Opening Blood Thunder!" Yin Tianjue chanted the incantation, his hands moving rapidly, drawing his blood in the air to form a colossal thunder talisman hundreds of meters long.

"Prince Farnburg, please have a look! This is a secret Blood Art technique our Yin Clan created after centuries of hard work, by drawing inspiration from Eastern thunder techniques!" Yin Tianjue looked at the dumbfounded Farnburg with no small amount of pride, "Supreme Pure Thunder Technique, this is a true inheritance of thunder techniques from the Eastern Cultivation World. Our Yin Clan sacrificed hundreds of disciples to obtain this true secret!"

With a gentle flick of his hands downwards, the massive thunder talisman roared and transformed into a blood-colored thunder bead, a hundred meters in diameter, soaring into the sky.

Accompanied by dull thunderous roars, twisted and coiling blood-colored thunderclouds, resembling coiled dragons, surged in from all directions. In the blink of an eye, they converged above this section of the city wall, forming a blood-colored vortex nine layers high and ten miles in diameter.

An oppressive pressure that made it impossible to breathe or move descended from the heavens. Within the blood-colored thunderclouds, the fleeting figures of indescribably wondrous beings could be seen. With a gentle sway of two enormous wings, a deafening thunderous roar erupted. The ground within a ten-mile radius violently trembled, and countless cracks suddenly tore open across its surface.

A dark red lightning bolt, as thick as a water tank, plummeted from the sky. Around this lightning bolt, which stretched for over a mile, countless lightning fragments the size of human heads rained down chaotically. Farnburg's face contorted in shock. He stared in horror as the streak of lightning descended from the heavens and accurately struck the city's defensive barrier, which possessed astonishing resilience!

The city's defensive barrier, which had withstood over twenty waves of mortar cannon bombardments, shattered with a roar. Several distant city defense towers collapsed with a crash. A section of the metal city wall, over a mile long, a hundred meters high, and fifty meters thick, was pulverized by the lightning. The disintegrating metal wall melted under the intense heat of the lightning, and countless streams of molten iron sprayed everywhere. Some of the molten iron even burned fiercely, leaving trails of blinding white light in the air.

The scene before them was truly like the apocalypse, with countless stars falling. It evoked a sense of despair, a desire to no longer continue living.

Farnburg's lips moved for a moment, but he remained silent for a long time.

The secret techniques of the Blood Demon clan tended to be more sinister and insidious, focusing on silent erosion. Farnburg's "Song of Withering" followed this path. Although immensely powerful, it also relied on erosion and consumption.

But the Yin Clan's thunder techniques were a complete anomaly within the Blood Demon clan! Such fierce and domineering thunder techniques, how could they possibly be considered secret arts befitting a Blood Demon?

"My children, attack! Since they refuse to come out, we will go in!" Yin Tianjue screamed sternly, forcefully thrusting his hands forward!

The earth trembled, and the sound of heavy footsteps approached. The assault on this collapsed section of the city wall was not just by the small force Yin Xuege had brought. An endless, vast army, numbering over three hundred thousand, was advancing towards the Great Berlin City-State!

Among them, Yin Clan members numbered only a little over ten thousand. The rest were Blood Demon warriors dispatched by the Yin Clan's vassal families, and even more were the Blood Servant armies of the Yin Clan and those vassal families. This force even included one hundred thousand soldiers and militiamen from Fanlu'er City—their families had been taken captive by the Yin Clan, forcing them to raise their weapons against the people of the Great Berlin City-State.

Yin Xuege ignored the external commotion. He hovered about a foot off the ground in front of Little Jack and smiled with great delight.

"Little Jack, you're still alive? That's wonderful! From now on, you'll follow me! What about Old Jack and the others?"

Little Jack clenched the long spear in his hand. He looked at Yin Xuege with a complex expression for a moment, then suddenly knelt before Yin Xuege on one knee.

"Help me get revenge, help me take down that dog couple, Bright and Fennice, help me kill all the executioners in the Great Berlin City-State's Public Security Department, and I'll sell you my life!"

"Old Jack and the others are dead, all my companions are dead! Old Jack didn't reveal a single word about you before he died! He died for you! So, you must avenge them!"

Yin Xuege stared blankly at Little Jack, then raised the Blood Spirit Sword and pierced Little Jack's heart with a single strike.

"As you wish! What you desire, I grant you! From now on, your life, your soul, all belong to me!"

A drop of blood, emitting a dazzling silver light, flowed from Yin Xuege's fingertip, coursing through the Blood Spirit Sword and into Little Jack's body.