Spare Me, Great Lord! Chapter 1327
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Chapter 1327: 1327
Chapter 1327: The Steps of People Can No Longer Be Found
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
No one expected Zhang Weiyu to be this ferocious . He stepped on the flying Blood Devils as if they were stepping stones . It was as if he was relearning how to fly in this restricted airspace . His black figure shuttled back and forth in the horizon!
But the figure went further and further away from the inner city . Zhang Weiyu turned back and looked behind him . Since he could not go back, then he would kill his way out!
He had waited for 23 long years for this very day!
When Zhang Weiyu jumped up, a dozen flying Blood Devils flew towards him at the same time . They were about to kill him!
Zhang Weiyu hid a savage expression behind his black helmet . “I was waiting for you guys!”
Suddenly, the World Tide split into seven pieces . They flew towards all the surrounding Blood Devils . The fragments of the World Tide were so sharp that they seemed to be able to cut through space and time .
Splashes of blood burst forth in the sky . When the Imperial Dragon Soldiers saw this, they were silent . Li Liang sighed . Zhang Weiyu would have nowhere to land . Below him were thousands of Blood Devils!
Zhang Weiyu, who was falling to the ground, wore the black Armor that Shook Mountains . The Blood Devils beside him slowly followed him, as if they were thinking about how they would kill this human .
Zhang Weiyu waved his hand . The World Tide in the skies returned to him . Among the thousands of Blood Devils, Zhang Weiyu was very lonely .
He knew that no one could come and save him . He knew that the journey he had accompanied Lu Shu on was about to end .
Zhang Weiyu looked at the Blood Devils, who were ready to burst into action . He roared, “Come and kill me!”
He raised his World Tide and charged towards the Blood Devil, as if he was holding an eternal military flag!
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While the Imperial Dragon Soldiers on the city wall fought, they watched Zhang Weiyu helplessly as he was trapped among the Blood Devils . He was one kilometer away from the inner city . On the way there, Zhang Weiyu had killed countless Blood Devils . But in the end, he held his World Tide and took his final breath while kneeling in front of the city .
Great Lord, I have only been able to accompany you for a short time on this long journey . From now on, I do not need wind, snow, or the sun to send me off . I have regained my honor .
The Blood Devils which came later did not touch Zhang Weiyu’s corpse . Instead, they avoided it! They were afraid of Zhang Weiyu’s dead body!
Chen Zuan opened his helmet and wiped away his tears . “Damn it!”
Li Liang angrily shouted, “He did not kill these Blood Devils in vain . Don’t let him die discontent!”
The Imperial Dragon Soldiers had fought for a very long time and killed many Blood Devils .
The Blood Devils tonight were much more ferocious than those from yesterday . This was the strength of the newly arrived Blood Devils!
One by one, the Imperial Dragon Soldiers were dragged down the city wall . But every Imperial Dragon Soldier that was dragged down would kill their way out without fear . They bought time for their brothers on the city wall to breathe!
Their magical armor started to show signs of damage . Some of their tridents were left with only one prong . If they did not have weapons, they used their teeth . No matter how ferocious the Blood Devils were, they would be even more ferocious!
Chen Zuan clenched his teeth and looked at the sky . His flying sword continuously flew about, but there seemed to be no end to the Blood Devils!
The Blood Devils on the ground tried to rush up the city wall . They tried to reach Chen Zuan and the Imperial Palace Soldiers . If they were able to eliminate the Imperial Dragon Soldiers’ ability to fight in the sky, the rest of the Imperial Dragon Soldiers would eventually die!
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Li Liang knew this very well . Thus, the Imperial Dragon Soldiers guarded the Imperial Palace Soldiers so that they would be able to focus on killing the Blood Devils in the sky .
This was the number of Imperial Dragon Soldiers . Their numbers continued to decrease .
Suddenly, hot blood splashed on Cheng Qiuqiao’s helmet . The hot blood flowed out of the eyes of the helmet, dyeing Cheng Qiuqiao’s eyes red . Cheng Qiuqiao looked out at the blood red world . A strong Blood Devil, who had been hiding in the vanguard troops, suddenly appeared and tried to kill Cheng Qiuqiao!
But an Imperial Dragon Soldier suddenly stood in front of Cheng Qiuqiao and blocked its sharp claws!
Its claws pierced through the Imperial Dragon Soldiers’ armor and came out from his back . The Imperial Dragon Soldier coughed out blood and laughed through the communication channel . “Take care, brothers! Old Zhang, I am coming to join you!”
Then, he used the last bit of his energy to jump off the city wall with the Blood Devil and landed on the ground!
Other than silence, there were only greetings of goodbye through the communication channel .
Cheng Qiuqiao suddenly looked at Chen Zuan and said, “Brother Zuan, did you know? I was very happy when I found out that I could train at the dawn of the magically rich era . ”
Chen Zuan was dumbfounded . At this moment, his flying sword could no longer take the high intensity of the battle . It started to break .
Chen Zuan coughed out blood . They had cultivated their soul sword under training by the Heavenly Network . They were one with their swords . Thus, when their sword broke, they would also be severely injured . But when Chen Zuan collapsed, he still looked at Cheng Qiuqiao in a panic . “Don’t say these kinds of things! Once we win, we can slowly talk about this!”
Cheng Qiuqiao laughed . “Later on, when I realized that I was of Class A aptitude, I was overjoyed . I constantly thought about how great it would be if I were able to save the world one day, just like those superheroes . ”
“This world doesn’t need heroes!” Cheng Qiuqiao roared angrily . He wanted to leap to Cheng Qiuqiao, but he could not stand up!
Cheng Qiuqiao shook his head . “I am very happy to have met all of you . Cao Qingci, Brother Shu, Xiaoyu, Zhong Yutang, You Mingyu, Feng Yunlu, Feng Yeming, Li Yixiao… I am very happy to have met all of you . I have no complaints and no regrets . ”
Chen Zuan wept bitter tears . “What are you doing? Let me tell you, this world does not need heroes!”
“No, the Imperial Dragon Soldiers need heroes,” said Cheng Qiuqiao with a smile .
Then, Cheng Qiuqiao took off his helmet and stood at the edge of the wall . He looked at the boundless army of Blood Devils . His blood started to boil . This was a method in the Heavenly Network . Liu Xiu had used it before . Zhao Yongchen had used it before . Now, Cheng Qiuqiao was using it . He was burning his blood, bones, muscles, vital channels, and willpower .
But Cheng Qiuqiao burned more completely . He said, “In the past, I could not use this method . Now I can, right? Use my blood!”
Cheng Qiuqiao’s blood vessels exploded . Small drops of blood started to flow down his face . The Blood Devils in front of him started to turn into fine powder, as if they had encountered some undefeatable force .
This was the life-and-death struggle of a master . Cheng Qiuqiao had stepped into the master realm at the very last moment . He muttered, “The steps of people can no longer be found!”
The Blood Devils that filled the sky turned into dust . It was as if the world had turned into dust . Cheng Qiuqiao sighed and smiled . “Take care, brothers . ”
With that, Cheng Qiuqiao turned into dust and flew into the sky .
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