Chapter 444
444: Beating up a Sneaky Attacker
Cecilia and the others were fully focused on dealing with the magical beasts attacking them. Only high-level creatures remained. Rushing forward, they released poisonous fluids and magical spells unceasingly, skills that they are undoubtedly born with.
It had initially been somewhat of a challenge to Cecilia and her party defeating the beasts. However, after Han Shuo’s Boundary of Weakness came down, the magical beasts slowed down tremendously in an instant. Cecilia and her team managed to then catch their breaths, regather their mental strength and take advantage of the situation to deploy some magical spells, enveloping the remaining magical beasts in an abyss of suffering.
The meatshields at the frontlines who had been standing upright all the while, dedicated to guarding the area, withdrew their javelins and darted them straight at the beasts, who were yet crawling into range, bodies and souls exhausted by the Boundary of Weakness, impaling them.
“Thank you!” Cecilia shouted to Han Shuo, who was a distance away.
“No problem! That was nothing,” Han Shuo replied with a faint smile.
Even without the help of Han Shuo’s Boundary of Weakness, Cecilia and her party would have managed to fend off the flock of magical beasts, but it would not have been nearly as simple. There was simply no way the knights and five swordsmen could have come out unscathed as they did had it not been for Han Shuo.
A swordmaster wielded his imposing weapon of choice as he marched into the field of corpses. He stripped the magical cores off several high-ranking magical creatures one by one. Delighted, he exclaimed, “What a harvest we have here!”
“Don’t bother with cores under rank three, they aren’t worth nearly enough gold coins. Besides, we better hurry out!” Cecilia instructed from a distance.
“Yes my Lady, I won’t be long,” a second swordmaster named Karey replied, raising his voice as he strode away towards several magical beasts that had earlier been met with rather violent deaths.
The old woman followed several steps behind the smoke flowing from her eyes and nostrils. As soon as the wisps of green smoke had attached themselves to Han Shuo, she began to let out the most repulsive laugh. A wave of strange energy burst out from her palm, and with it she cursed Han Shuo.
Strands of green smoke entered Han Shuo’s body, a sensation of millions of ants devouring his flesh and blood from the inside. Han Shuo’s consciousness could render clearly every last abnormality on his body. When he saw that the old woman was covering him with her palm, Han Shuo snorted coldly, and the demon infant within his body began its suction.
The energy that entered Han Shuo’s body, like a whale taking in water, flowed straight through him into the demon infant. After two rotations, a strange substance, apparently nutrition for the demon infant, formed. Only now did the old woman’s palm reach the top of Han Shuo’s head.
Her eyes filled with shock and bewilderment. The old woman seemed to have felt the unusual movements of the energy through Han Shuo’s body, and cried out in terror. She attempted to flee as quickly as she could.
Han Shuo was right beneath the old woman and began to smile. He looked up at her within arms reach, and threw a fist. In a flash, the knife-like demonic yuan poured into the old woman through the center of her palm. It destroyed the strange energy that had been brewing on her palm like a massive, earth-shattering dragon, and continued straight through her guts.
A stream of blood gushed from the woman’s mouth. She had been struck flying up to the sky. Her face was in pain, her heart filled with regret. Damnit, why did I provoke this guy? After evading the Church of Light all these years, in spite of everything, because of a single moment of foolishness I’m just going to die at the hands of some stupid demon? And all for nothing, she thought, sighing.
Before the old woman’s body even landed, Han Shuo flew over at lightning speed, and firmly grabbed her by her sludgy, tangled hair. A whiff of demonic yuan flew into her body, and subdued her. He then carried her, descending to the ground.
They had only dealt blows face-to-face once, but already was she heavily injured and captured alive. Unable to resist, the old woman’s heart filled with dejection and sorrow. She had no idea what the hell was wrong with the world. This young man could actually be more frightening than those of the Church of Light, who had been hunting her for many years. This was unacceptable.
For this ferocious old woman, Han Shuo could show no mercy. He dragged her by the hair towards less muddy waters, and shoved her head into it. A few scrubs later, the sludge which had coated her face was mostly gone.
“Speak. Why are you attacking us? Who are you?” Han Shuo demanded coldly, tossing her aside to pull out a clean handkerchief for all the scum on his hands.