Man on the ark, forced to become king

"...Just fragments. Do you really think you're a king?"

Karlov had completely calmed down. Greed and desire had allowed him to break free from the influence of the Witch King and ruthlessly wield his sword against the man he once feared!

Now that things have come to this, what is there to be afraid of?

If you don't want to die here, then go and rob, plunder, and devour!

Even if it's a fragment of the Witch King, it's still just a fragment!

Chapter 140 What are you barking like a dog?

The clash of spells nearly destroyed all the buildings around the plaza, and the violent energy flowed wildly, making it difficult to approach.

The red lights on the instruments used to detect energy and the Originium environment were all connected. Under these circumstances, even if the officers from the Guard Bureau arrived at the scene, they would not be able to take any further action. The only thing they could do was to search the surrounding area as quickly as possible and move the residents who were staying there to a safe location.

This level of combat left them no room to intervene. Not to mention the deadly spells, the concentration of Originium dust currently gathered in the plaza area alone was enough to render ordinary people helpless.

The equipment uniformly distributed by the Guard Bureau can only defend against external attacks. Its resistance to high concentrations of Originium is almost zero. Even if the police officers are fully armed, once they step into an area with excessive Originium dust, they will be corroded by Originium energy and infected with Oripathy.

So all they could do was watch the two monsters fight fiercely in the square, smashing the ground to pieces, and then report the situation to higher authorities.

Yes, two monsters.

Neither of the two combatants could be described as 'human' in appearance. The largest of them was dressed in a magnificent robe, but the exposed parts of his body were all made of black Originium crystals, making him look ferocious and terrifying, like a demon that had come from hell to earth.

Although the smaller one still maintains a human form for the time being, its body has already been deformed under the influence of the Originium, and its limbs have begun to twist and deform, transforming into a non-human appearance.

The Originium energy, which would be fatal even to ordinary people with just a breath, gathered and dispersed among them. Their attacks evolved from initial spells to pure energy clashes, and eventually almost escalated into a full-scale bombardment, causing explosions that shook the surrounding ground.

Without the constraints of magic, their influence expanded further, gradually moving beyond the plaza and spreading outwards, engulfing shops and houses.

Fortunately, everyone who remained nearby had been evacuated by the Guard Bureau, which prevented any casualties.

Just when the situation was about to spiral out of control, Wei Yanwu finally arrived late in his private car. As soon as he got out of the car, he saw two monsters fighting each other without any restraint on his own turf, and his face turned gloomy.

He subconsciously reached for his waist, then remembered that Chixiao had already been given away, and he didn't have any suitable weapon in his hands.

Tsk, as expected, one can never afford to weaken their military strength...

Old Dragon sighed inwardly, but there was nothing he could do.

The current situation is that we're forced into it, but we have to go through with it no matter what, otherwise the losses will be even more incalculable if the battlefield between these two monsters continues to expand.

With his dragon eyes slightly narrowed, Wei Yanwu stepped forward, raised his arm and straightened it into a sword. In a flash, crimson light appeared!

Crimson Sky - Clouds Crack!

He unleashed a move capable of cleaving through the clouds with his bare hands; crimson sword energy burst forth from his fingers, tearing through the air and slashing straight into the plaza.

The Crimson Sky Sword Technique is unpredictable in its power. It is a sword of will and a sword that breaks through spells. It can cut through all spells. The rampaging source stones can be split apart the moment the sword energy passes by, turning from rage to peace. Then, as the sword energy moves forward, they gather again and are dragged to form a one-sided energy torrent, rolling forward together.

Boom!

In an instant, it was like thunder!

The entire plaza was stirred up by this sword that split the clouds; the sword energy swept across, and huge waves surged down!

The two monsters, locked in a fierce battle, stopped abruptly. The Witch King's wide sleeves billowed up, and his entire body suddenly became transparent. Just before the sword energy struck him, he transformed from solid to ethereal, allowing the sword energy and the ensuing torrent of energy to wash over him.

Karlov didn't have such convenient means. With little rationality left due to the corruption of Originium, he had even forgotten most of his most proficient spells. He acted almost entirely on instinct, forcibly sustaining himself like a wild beast, maintained solely by a trace of unwillingness and greedy obsession.

His response was no different from that of a wild beast; energy gathered on his twisted and mutated limbs, forming crude armor that collided directly with the sword energy.

There was no explosion, no impact. Before the Sword of Destruction, the crude armor couldn't even last a second before it was pierced. The sharp sword energy severed an arm, and a torrent of energy fell like a wave, engulfing it and slamming it to the ground, where it howled in agony.

But that's all.

Although this attack did temporarily halt the battle, it was only temporary.

In terms of power, the Crimson Sky Sword Technique, even without the aid of a weapon, is already a unique skill of Wei Yanwu. There is no one else in the entire Yan Kingdom who can do it. Under such circumstances, its power is inevitably somewhat lacking and not enough to cause fatal damage to such a monster.

Of course, if the distance is close enough, there is still a way, but the Originium environment in this square is so dense that the detector alarms are going off incessantly. It is difficult for any living thing to survive in it, and Wei Yanwu is no exception.

His absolute control over his body and his magic allow him to venture into some dangerous areas, but these absolutely do not include places filled with high concentrations of Originium dust; anyone would have to wear protective clothing to do so.

So, what should we do?

Wei Yanwu frowned, and as he pondered, he unleashed another sword strike, his thoughts racing as he tried to find the most perfect solution possible.

These two things... we can't let them get away again. It's already difficult to deal with such a large amount of Originium dust spreading here. If it expands further, how many ordinary people will be affected if we can't hold them back?

Don't even think about it!

However, the reality left him no time to think about it anymore.

The Witch King remained motionless in his ethereal state, making it impossible to discern his intentions. However, Karlov, who had mutated to the point of deformity, was transforming into a beast. The two consecutive attacks enraged him, and the monster, a mixture of flesh and Originium, roared as it charged out of the plaza. Its limbs, slashed by sword energy, were rapidly covered by black crystals.

Trouble!

Knowing he couldn't let it actually escape from the square, Wei Yanwu steeled his resolve, grabbed a sword from the man in the black raincoat, and charged forward.

"……quicksand."

clatter! clatter! clatter!

The cane fell to the ground, and the Rat King, draped in a cloak, strolled through the guards' line of defense, slamming his cane heavily on the ground, causing sand and dust to rise out of nowhere.

Large amounts of yellow sand rose up, gathering from the sky, the ground, and every crevice. Under the Rat King's control, it circled around the plaza, forming a thin but exceptionally strong sand barrier that imprisoned all the dust and Originium energy that was spreading outwards, even pressing them back.

"chain!"

The two short words, carrying a resolute meaning, without any fancy move names, showed how the yellow sand, under the control of the Rat King, transformed from chaos into order, forming several sand chains that trapped the running beast. A small tornado suddenly rose up, enveloping Karlov and immobilizing him.

A beast that has lost its mind is still just a beast, and it is far less troublesome than a sane tower mage who can cast all kinds of spells.

Even for experts like the Rat King and Wei Yanwu, the beast that Karlov mutated was not a threat at all. If it weren't for the limitations of the environment, such a thing could be killed instantly with little effort, so why would they have waited until now?

If Karlov were still lucid, he might actually be able to exchange a few blows with them, after all, he is a somewhat famous tower mage with some magical skill, but now... he can only be described as livestock waiting to be slaughtered.

The greatest threat now is still that shadow that seems to be the resurrection of the Witch King.

It floated motionless, about ten centimeters above the ground.

Neither sword energy nor energy impact passed directly through its body, causing no harm. Unlike Karlov, it did not turn around to retaliate, its behavior full of eeriness.

The unknown is the scariest thing.

"Old Wei, should we chop it down?"

A glint of light flashed in the Rat King's eyes, and he spoke in a low voice.

"Cut it? How do you see that? You might as well tie it up with sand; how am I supposed to get in?"

Wei Yanwu frowned, staring intently at the phantom of the Witch King floating in place. Sharp sword energy gathered at his fingertips, but he did not strike directly.

That semi-transparent state seemed to be some kind of spatial technique that had never been seen before, and it was pointless to blindly try to break it before figuring out a way to do so.

The problem is, how do we crack it?

What exactly does it want to do?

"...a qualified shell, and a decent fruit."

In an atmosphere that was almost like a standoff, both sides remained silent for a long time. Suddenly, the body of the Witch King's phantom transformed back into a physical form. His magnificent and wide robes billowed, and a deep purple magical chain shot out from his sleeve!

laugh!

Sand can be gathered to form a shield, but the sand shield that could withstand the energy overflowing from the square was easily punctured like a piece of paper in front of the chain. At this distance, the Rat King did not have many means to use. Unable to stop it, he could only watch helplessly as the chain connected from the Witch King's sleeve to the monster trapped in the sandstorm.

The moment the two connected, the Witch King's body suddenly stopped, and terrifying energy fluctuations flowed on the deep purple chains, dragging Karlov directly out of the sandstorm!

"Oh no, it's going to take over this monster's body!"

As seasoned veterans, Wei Yanwu and the Rat King immediately realized the Witch King's ultimate goal.

He is wise!

Killing and relentless attacks are meaningless. He is lying in wait, accumulating strength, and then striking to seize the body and escape from here!

He wants a true revival, a rebirth!

Without a second thought, the light of the Cloud-Splitting Sword illuminated the surrounding dozens of meters in a crimson hue, and thick yellow sand gathered from all directions, attempting to imprison the Witch King within.

However, the Witch King simply raised his sleeve to block the yellow sand. The moment the sand grains touched him, they broke free from the Rat King's control and fell as ordinary sand.

The Crimson Sky Sword Qi surged forward relentlessly, but it was also blocked by the crystalline claws that emerged from beneath the sleeves, and after a brief stalemate, it dissipated.

Both attacks were caught barehanded, leaving no trace of injury!

Wei Yanwu and the Rat King exchanged a glance, both seeing the seriousness in each other's eyes.

This is really a difficult situation...

Their strength is certainly not limited to this, but this is Lungmen.

Ruthless criminals can do whatever they want without any scruples, but they cannot.

The scope of the impact, the damage caused, the aftermath, and the casualties are all things that must be considered. If we make a mistake and the Originium dust that has accumulated here explodes, it will not be something that can be resolved in a short time, and the impact will be immeasurable.

So, we don't move?

Are we just going to watch the Witch King's scheme succeed and see him truly resurrected?

What are you hesitating for!

As the light on the chain grew brighter, Lin Lu suddenly appeared between the two, raised her Dark Moon Greatsword, and unleashed a sword aura that slammed into the chain.