Crackle, crackle—
The sudden thunder of lightning sounded as if it had roused ten thousand birds to cry out in unison.
The metallic monster fish let out a pained shriek, its body accelerating toward the ground along the force of the blow. It was easy to imagine the enormous crater that would be left when it hit. The shadowy figure thought victory was in his grasp, and that it was time to take a moment to deal with Bai Su, this little morsel. Two bulges several yards across rose on his back, and something seemed to writhe beneath them.
At last, the "living things" pierced through the bulges.
A flood of "egg-covered arms," wrapped in mucus, burst out. Half of them grabbed at the chains, trying to break free by brute force, while the rest reached to seize Bai Su. The shadowy figure's voice was gloomy and perverse. "Let this old man see where else you can run—"
He had her!
Before he could even celebrate, his hand passed straight through Bai Su's body.
"I'm not running anywhere. I'm sending you straight to the Yellow Springs!" As the woman spoke coldly, the metallic monster fish disintegrated in midair. Its martial armor and scales flew up toward Bai Su's palm, while the body beneath the armor turned to water, spreading across the sky above the entire battlefield in an instant.
Wu Xian plunged his long saber into the ground. "Quick!"
Elite soldiers formed a battle formation, their overwhelming morale adding fuel to the thunderclouds. More than a thousand Heavy Shield Warriors stamped their feet in unison and shouted, "Thunder, come!" One heavily armored phantom after another burst forth from their bodies, joining together into an impenetrable wall of shields.
A hundred-yard-wide war drumhead appeared above the formation.
Bai Su frantically channeled