Chapter 477 - Six-Horned Tribal King’s Abnormality
GDK 477: Six-Horned Tribal King’s Abnormality
The Emperor of the Flames left immediately, leaving behind Han Shuo who was speechlessly looking at fire elite zombie. In his heart, Han Shuo was astounded, not knowing what fire elite zombie told the Emperor of the Flames. Han Shuo transmitted, “What did you tell her?”
“Nothing much. I only said that the netherworld is my real hometown, and I still have a lot of business to do there!” fire elite zombie answered honestly, he would never lie to Han Shuo.
Han Shuo knew that the Emperor of the Flames had long realized fire elite zombie’s origins. But because the two bore astonishingly similar auras, as they both had absorbed enormous amounts of fire yuan energy in the place of extreme fire, she regarded fire elite zombie as her own son. Perhaps only fire elite zombie alone could communicate with and placate the Emperor of the Flames when she was overstimulated.
“Alright then, let me send you back!” After thinking for a moment, considering that fire elite zombie did not have anything else to do in that realm for the moment, and that he would certainly improve faster in the netherworld, Han Shuo sang an incantation and sent fire elite zombie off.
Upon completing his incantation, a brief connection was formed between Han Shuo and the netherworld. Han Shuo sensed a message from little skeleton from the region where the fire elite zombie landed his feet.
From the message he transmitted, Han Shuo understood that little skeleton was currently still fusing with the Origin Crystal of Death. This process seemed to have persisted for a really long time. The reason little skeleton previously transmitted a reminder to Han Shuo all of a sudden was because little skeleton could feel his boundless sadness. Therefore, he took a pause to remind Han Shuo.
Han Shuo replied to little skeleton, telling him that he could be at ease while he continued fusing with the energy. After that, he took a deep breath and turned his sight to the crowd of dark dragons. He said in a deep voice, “What do you all plan to do next?”
“After we recover our strength, we dark dragons must exact revenge for our clansmen!” Gilges asserted. He seemed to have made a firm resolution to take retribution on the Shrine of Ice for GIlbert.
However, even though Ice Celestial Corey and the others in the Shrine of Ice suffered serious injuries, merely with the race of dark dragon now, to contend against the Shrine of Ice would be like riding for a fall. At first, Han Shuo wanted to impart a few words of advice, but upon reconsideration that his words might bring down their spirits, Han Shuo only stammered before shutting his mouth.
Given the strength of the six-horned tribal king, once he arrived at the Shrine of Ice, by which Han Shuo had already concealed his consciousness, this six-horned tribal king would not hesitate to turn up every rock on this frozen mountain to search for Han Shuo. The Shrine of Ice, just like the Church of Light, was accustomed to being arrogant. Therefore, with almost no thinking required, one could safely assume that there would be a great battle between the two.
Han Shuo was somewhat looking forward to counting the losses the six-horned tribal king would cause the Shrine of Ice as there would be no one of equal strength to stop him once the six-horned tribal king, a godly existence, arrived at the Shrine of Ice,
Han Shuo fully let go of his consciousness. When the six-horned tribal king locked onto Han Shuo, he felt an unbounded, ice-cold intention to ruthlessly kill him. However, outside of Han Shuo’s expectations, the six horned tribal king seemed not to have taken any immediate action!
Han Shuo was somewhat amazed. He stayed an entire morning in Icicle City, but did not sense the six-horned tribal king approaching. This indicated that the six-horned tribal king still remained at Tarrag Canyon as before.
This obviously ruined Han Shuo’s scheme. Han Shuo spewed execrations in his heart. His consciousness could still sense the boundless desire to murder him coming from the distant Tarrag Canyon. However, the six-horned tribal king’s inaction left Han Shuo’s plan insurmountable.
The last time Han Shuo escaped from Tarrag Canyon, the six-horned Soul Race tribal king brought along four of his generals, and ascended to the top of the Sacred Mountain of the Church of Light almost immediately, exhibiting a ferocious demeanor of killing anyone who stood in his way. Who knew that after just such a short time had passed, when the six-horned tribal king sensed Han Shuo’s presence, he would actually do nothing. This somewhat baffled Han Shuo.
Could it be that the Soul Race had changed its temperament? Han Shuo immediately rejected that possibility as soon as it arose. From the first time Han Shuo met this race, he understood their heartless nature from their cold pitiless eyes. Besides, the tremendous desire to kill coming from the six-horned tribal king was still present. This proved that they definitely did not turn kind towards Han Shuo.
There must have been some other reason, Han Shuo pressingly racked his head.
Could it be that the six-horned tribal king was injured on the Sacred Mountain of the Church of Light the last time? Han Shuo felt that this was more likely to be the case. It was only possible that the six-horned tribal king was injured in the battle with the Saintess, and was currently recuperating from his injuries, that he would temporarily let him and Stratholme the old monster off.
When Han Shuo thought so, he couldn’t help but feel glad for Stratholme. Thinking that as long as Stratholme took advantage of this period to merge his soul with the Crystal of Fighting Aura, he would not need to worry about the menace of this six-horned tribal king.
Since the six-horned tribal king wasn’t coming for the time being, Han Shuo had no choice but to devise another plan. Seeing that the snowy mountain was almost within reach, Han Shuo prepared to check out the headquarters of the Shrine of Ice. Without the presence of any godly expert, Han Shuo believed that he could freely enter and exit the Shrine of Ice, not at all concerned about his own safety.
After he made up his mind, Han Shuo immediately set out on his own towards the snowland where the Shrine of Ice was located. Wishing that the six-horned tribal king would come looking for him, Han Shuo completely unleashed his consciousness. Not a grain of sand within a huge perimeter in his surrounding could escape his surveillance. He had an unimpeded journey all the way to the Shrine of Ice.