Demon Emperor

Chapter 86 Killing God

He rushed down from that high place.

Ruan Hu felt as if he were riding a dragon, treading not on earth and mountains, but on howling winds.

Ruan Hu put away his bow and raised his lance.

In the midst of the movement, the cavalry had already split into three teams, forming a "wild goose formation".

Only then did the enemy begin to try to retaliate, but it was too late; Nguyen Hu had already closed in on them.

Very close.

Ruan Hu could even see the panic on the enemy's face, the wrinkles pressed together in fear, and the bulging veins on the arm that was pulling hard on the reins.

"Crack!"

The spear grazed past, and the man's head flew off, his face still moving.

Just as the blood spurted from the cut on the neck, Ruan Hu had already rushed past the headless corpse.

The "Divine Steed General" beneath him crashed into the man and horse in front of him. The terrifying force of this monstrous creature knocked the man and horse away, and the man was sent flying on the spot.

The Qiang cavalry behind them, witnessing this scene, felt their minds go completely blank.

One after another, figures followed Ruan Hu and pressed in. The Divine Chariots were no longer scattered individuals, but were now a hundred-times-forged steel blade fused together, cutting through the behemoth below composed of Qiang people, barbarians, witches, and evil gods.

When Ruan Hu wielded his spear, he felt as if he were about to sever these Qiang and barbarian tribes along with the ground beneath his feet.

And when viewed from the sky...

The scene he created was similar.

The Qiang and Ba tribes cavalry, who were entrenched together, were thrown into chaos. Some called out to their friends in the Qiang and Ba language, while others, unaware of what was happening ahead and only hearing screams, were filled with panic. Some had already begun to flee.

Wherever the divine cavalry passed, men and horses fell, and countless people were stabbed to the ground.

"Dong dong dong dong!"

Everyone felt the earth tremble, and the iron hooves of the divine steeds gradually trampled over what was no longer just the ground, leaving behind pools of bloody flesh wherever they went.

Ruan Hu looked ahead from his high vantage point and sped past.

He couldn't understand what the barbarians and Qiang cavalry were shouting, but when he saw a crowd gathering, he led his men to press forward.

Kill those who block the way.

Those who escaped, those who were killed.

If you run in the wrong direction and crash, kill them.

Those who dared to rush up and look him in the eye were all killed.

Kill kill kill kill kill!

Under the sky.

Ruan Hu's eyes seemed to see nothing else but a search for any gaze that could or dared to meet his eyes.

Then, kill him!

Pierce his chest, cut off his head, tear his body apart and let his blood soak the earth, trample him into a pulp.

With a thought, he subtly tugged at the reins, and the divine steed beneath him made every slight movement in accordance with his will.

He could easily dodge the spear thrust at him, and then use his lance to smash the head or body off.

Yes, it's a shovel.

In the gaps.

He was even able to turn his mount around to gather strength again, and then take out his strong bow to shoot down the Qiang and Fan cavalrymen who dared to shoot arrows at him one by one.

No one could stop him, no one could withstand his attack!
It was already bright, and getting brighter, but everyone felt as if dawn had never broken.

The smoke and dust rose so high that they obscured the sky, and the splattered blood further stained the dust red.

The sky is dark and the earth is dark.

Everyone was stunned, their eyes were so red that everything they saw appeared crimson.

It's all so chaotic, no one can tell which way is which.

Those who fled were so frightened they went mad and lost their minds, while those who killed were also almost driven to madness.

"Rush over."

"Don't fight them."

"Charge straight out! Once we're out there, they won't be able to do anything to us!"

At this point, someone finally realized what was happening and started calling for everyone to run away.

Behind them lay a rugged ancient road; retreating meant certain death.

but.

Once they break through this thousand-foot pass, the plains beyond will be theirs to roam freely.

But as they charged into the valley in droves, something devastating happened.

"There's someone up there!"

At the top of the cliff, someone lit a pile of hay and kerosene and pushed it into the valley. The flames fell like heavenly fire descending to earth.

The narrow valley instantly transformed into a fiery inferno, igniting many of the barbarians who rushed in and turning them into screaming fire demons.

"It's over."

"What a huge fire!"

"What if we can't get through?"

In the midst of despair, some extraordinary individuals stepped forward.

"Homage to the Lord of Fate, the Ghost King!"

"Gods help me!"

Amidst the billowing smoke and sand.

A shaman was shouting and pleading with the gods for help, and countless people, upon hearing the voice, immediately gathered in that place like madmen.

The group of people raised their hands toward the sky and shouted the name of the gods.

"Gods help me!"

"May the gods help me..."

It was like clinging to the last straw.

They pleaded with the gods to unleash divine punishment and kill that malevolent god who was like a demon lord.

Beneath those helpless outstretched hands were pairs of desperate eyes.

And at this moment.

The ferocious god of slaughter also heard the shout and looked over in this direction.

Upon seeing these barbarians actually praying to the gods, he burst into maniacal laughter.

"Hahahaha!"

"Pray to God?"

"What use are gods? I'll kill them too!"

After Ruan Hu finished speaking, he actually did it to them, killing the gods and high-ranking shamans they had worshipped for generations in front of them.

As soon as Ruan Hu pulled the reins, he saw the ferocious beast beneath him open its mouth and let out a long howl towards the sky.

The sound waves spread out.

Soul-summoning sorcery.

The densely packed Qiang and Ba tribesmen surrounding the shaman felt their bodies freeze instantly, as if time itself had stopped.

They watched helplessly as the ferocious god charged forward, weaving through the gaps between the thousands of soldiers, like a bolt of lightning heading straight for the wizard standing in the center.

My gaze pierced through the smoke and dust.

You can see the wizard standing on a box on horseback, with a tall, colorful canopy behind him constantly rotating.

He held a staff made of human bones in one hand and waved a prayer flag made of human skin in the other.

The divine eye sees through yin and yang.

In the dark realm of spirits and deities, invisible to the naked eye of mortals.

The demons he worshipped, offering blood sacrifices, twisted their hideous bodies behind him, emitting abhorrent cries.

The voices of humans and spirits mingled together, as if they were chanting some extremely evil incantation in sync.

"call!"

An invisible gust of wind blew up, and strange changes could be seen on some of the knights around the wizard. Their skin turned blood red and their eyes bulged out.

However, the Divine General's call to the soul not only halted the sorcerer's movements, but even the ghosts and spirits slowed down.

That's the stagnation.

By the time the wizard came to his senses, Ruan Hu had already rushed under the colorful umbrella.

The shaman from the depths of the White Horse Sky looked up and saw a pair of eyes brimming with murderous intent, as well as a lance descending from above.

Everyone watched as Ruan Hu, riding the Divine Steed General, leaped into the air, causing the sorcerer and his horse to crash to the ground.

The horse died instantly. Then, Ruan Hu directly impaled the shaman's corpse, which looked like a tattered rag, and held it high in the air.

The ghosts and spirits worshipped by the shaman struggled behind Ruan Hu, their afterimages finally dissipating into nothingness.

"what!"

Screams spread like wildfire as everyone stared at the ferocious god riding some unknown beast, as if witnessing a god of slaughter descending upon the world.

When Ruan Hu turned his mount around to look at his surroundings again.

No one dared to look at him anymore, and no one dared to rush towards him.

All the barbarians and Qiang people began to flee for their lives, and no longer had any will to resist.

More and more divine riders gathered around him, and Ruan Hu threw the wizard's corpse to the ground.

He said, "Kill them all!"

At this moment, Ruan Hu had neither the time to gather any surrendered soldiers nor the time to linger here.

Without the slightest hesitation, or rather, without any hesitation from these white-haired demons who had already gained sentience, all the divine riders followed and attacked.

On the road home.

The barbarian and Qiang cavalry were unable to spread out due to their crowded formation, and half of them fell into the icy, frigid tributary of the Qingyi River, while the rest were almost completely slaughtered under the pursuit of the divine cavalry.

The screams echoed through the heavens for a long time; the scene was truly horrifying.

Even the most vicious and cruel killers might laugh wildly, mock the dying person, or vent their tyranny by committing a murder.

but.

These divine cavalry are completely different.

They had no expression, and didn't even say a word.

It seemed as if they were killing for the sake of killing.

They finally arrived.

Those Qiang people would rather jump into the river than face the beings attacking from behind.

More than three thousand people were almost completely slaughtered. Apart from the people brought by Ruan Hu, there were no other living people to be seen.

Only the terrified horses and the crows circling in the sky remained.

And at this moment.

The bloodthirsty aura behind Ruan Hu seemed to surge towards the heavens and connect with the stars.

The crows and sparrows only dared to hover far away in the sky, not daring to come down.

Ruan Hu sat on a small hill, with piles of human and horse corpses at his feet.

The three squads of divine cavalry were withdrawn, and the cavalrymen dismounted and knelt before Ruan Hu.

Ruan Hu: "How many died?"

Chi Tian: "Seventeen."

Of the 823 riders, only 17 died in the fierce charge, while the white-haired demon donkey survived. This creature's vitality was incredibly tenacious.

But as long as this demon doesn't die, replacing the cavalry is very easy.

Ruan Hu said nothing, and Chi Tian immediately ordered his men to seize a group of newly captured cavalry generals and pin them to the ground.

Incense was burned, and the man's hair on the top of his head was cut off.

As the ceremony proceeded, a series of soft, rustling sounds broke the silence.

"Giggle!"

It was unclear whether the sound of the dagger cutting hair was the sound of the Qiang man kneeling on the ground, his teeth chattering in fear, or a combination of both.

Moreover, it was a different person.

The divine horse's eyes seemed to have become more shrewd, and its body even seemed to have become more robust, which once again demonstrated the sinister nature of this demonic cavalry.

at this time.

Someone offered a shrine to the horse-faced god, which originally wanted to escape, but was stopped by a divine horse-riding steed.

Having suffered repeated crushing defeats, and with nearly all of his tribal followers being slaughtered, he was now so weak that he could not even escape.

There was no longer any incense offerings.

He is not far from disappearing.

The two cavalrymen carried the shrine of the horse-faced god and placed it on the open ground at Ruan Hu's feet.

The spirit of the horse-faced god struggled to emerge from the shrine. At this moment, he seemed to know that his death was imminent, and he actually mustered up some courage and said fiercely to Ruan Hu.

"Hahahaha!"

"You wicked villain, your heart is truly cruel!"

"Having committed such atrocities, you will surely die without a burial place in the future."

"You are so ruthless to people, let's see how others treat you in the future."

"Heaven will surely punish him..."

Ruan Hu sat on the ground, the boiling killing intent and madness in his heart gradually fading away, and he looked expressionless.

However, the calm and indifference that follows the settling of murderous intent is even more terrifying.

His eyes, as deep as the Northern Sea, stared at Horse-Faced God. Horse-Faced God's barely maintained courage vanished instantly, leaving him speechless with fear.

But in an instant, Horse-faced God felt a strong sense of shame for his previous fear. He could submit to anyone, but he could not show any weakness in front of this person.

He roared excitedly.

"come!"

"come!"

"Kill me! Kill me!"

Ruan Hu listened.

He slowly removed the helmet, which was already covered in blood. His hair was also pulled up by the thick blood plasma, and it only separated with further force.

His face was covered in blood, but after taking off the helmet, he finally looked like a human being, instead of some demon lord who was stuck with armor.

He threw down his lance, which was caught by a nearby cavalry general.

Ruan Hu walked down and drew his knife.

The horse-faced god seemed to sense something as well.

With a long howl, it pounced towards Ruan Hu, but the illusory divine soul only passed through Ruan Hu's body, while Ruan Hu's knife had already severed the last shrine of the Horse-Faced God.

The cloth covering the shrine was lifted as the long sword was raised, and the sunlight shone on the horse-faced demon's body, as if it were being burned by raging fire.

"what!"

"what!"

The horse-faced god screamed wildly before gradually fading away.

At this moment, the tiger inside Ruan Hu's body emerged again.

"Roar!"

He caught the scattered spirits, swallowed them, and let out a burp.

Then, it re-entered Ruan Hu's body.

Thus, it can be seen that a ball of light was generated within Ruan Hu's consciousness.

Ruan Hu sheathed his knife.

The Divine Steed General snorted, mounted his horse, and surveyed the battlefield strewn with corpses.

"go!"

Chi Tian set fire to the shrine where the horse-faced god was enshrined, then mounted his horse and followed.

Amidst the firelight, Ruan Hu led the Divine Horse Army on a journey once more.
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After Ruan Hu left, the Imperial Guards infantry following behind finally arrived at Qianzhang Pass.

Although these hastily marching imperial guards had received advance notice from the Divine Zou Army, they were still dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

"what is this?"

"How many people have died?"

"Were all killed by those Divine Zou Army soldiers?"

"how is this possible?"

"How many people are there in the Divine Zou Army?"

Under the setting sun, corpses were everywhere, and weapons of war were scattered all over the land.

A sea of ​​corpses and blood.

At this moment, this word is no longer an exaggeration.

The Imperial Guards continued forward, their path littered with corpses.

Some people don't even have any marks on their bodies; they were scared to death.

It's frightening.

(End of this chapter)