Holy Fist
Chapter 281 - 146 This is my home court!

Chapter 281: 146 This is my home court!

The third resonance has occurred!

In the Fierce Bird Sect Headquarters, within the underground base’s enormous cavity.

The Yabadon Life Tree, with its dense branches and leaves, completely unfurled at this moment. The translucent leaves, like blood-red glass, collided with each other, tinkling. At the core of the trunk, a hazy heart formed from concentrated blood thumped vigorously, suddenly bursting with a bizarre fluctuation.

As soon as the fluctuation emerged, it spread out like ripples, slowly at first but gaining speed rapidly, until it stretched out for kilometers in an instant.

In the air, the semi-transparent ripples undulated in concentric circles.

Wherever the ripples swept across, strange virtual shadows appeared, like mirages overlapping with the scenery of the real world. They became clearer and more tangible, frighteningly so.

On the highway leading to Huaisui City in the suburbs.

Some inexplicable events suddenly took place.

There was a bus that abruptly crashed into something, its front crumpled, the driver reduced to mush. Passengers screamed, then darkness swallowed them.

There was a sedan that, while driving, encountered the road ahead turning into a swamp, and plunged right in. Bubbles gurgled up briefly before it disappeared from sight.

Then there was a Maybach that took a detour and drove onto a viaduct. Suddenly, the sky that had been clear with scattered stars was now shrouded in dark clouds, and a tempest unfurled. A fierce storm, seemingly out of nowhere, poured down on the windows like a deluge of soybeans. The father and son inside the car suddenly felt amidst the raging storm, some twisted figures were chasing them.

With their withered claws, they continuously pummeled the metal gates, ghastly and demonic.

The underground base of the Fierce Bird Sect Headquarters.

The hearts of many personnel from the Horror Bird Organization, which had been hanging in suspense, finally relaxed. The Yabadon Life Tree indeed resonated a third time, punctually one hour after the tree had matured. For the Horror Bird Organization attacking the Fierce Bird Sect, this was a tremendous aid, equivalent to fighting on their home ground.

This decisive battle was certain to be won!

The temporary director, wearing a black robe, nodded in satisfaction atop a concrete platform.

Suddenly.

"What... what are you doing?!"

Below, at the cave entrance, the voice of a guard rose.

The temporary director furrowed his brow sharply, but the next second he heard a scream.

"What’s happening?"

He quickly looked down.

Below, at the cave entrance, a group of formidable figures stormed in. The personnel from the Horror Bird Organization standing guard had been slaughtered without a chance to fight back.

The temporary director’s pupils constricted, scarcely believing his eyes.

Because the ones who had broke in all bore the blood-colored pentagram Life Tree symbol on the back of their hands. They were not from the Fierce Bird Sect or the Martial Arts Association, but the Evil Ghost Court, who had all along been cooperating closely with the Horror Bird Organization! Why were they here at this critical moment? Did they intend to prevent the Life Tree from resonating?

Then, what was all the previous collaboration for?

The director couldn’t understand it, and there was no time to think further in the face of this emergency.

Instinctively, he wanted to rush over, leading the guards to block the Evil Ghost Court. However, in the open corridor on this side of the concrete platform, a series of unhurried footsteps echoed suddenly. It was the sound of leather shoes on the ground.

The temporary director turned his head to look.

From the dark shadows of the corridor, an elegant, older gentleman in a black suit slowly emerged. His right hand leaned on a cane, his face carrying a kind and genial smile. Seeing the director looking at him, the old man took off his hat.

He placed it over his chest and made a slight bow with the grace of a gentleman.

"Good evening."

The temporary director’s eyes widened, and as he was about to speak, he found himself unable to utter a sound. His perspective spun wildly for a moment, and he saw a spray of blood and a headless body standing still as blood spurted from its neck.

As his vision began to fade to black and become hazy,

he suddenly saw a hand wearing a white silk glove reach out.

and gently grasp his head.

"Don’t waste it."

Standing atop the concrete platform, the suit-clad old man murmured softly.

Then, with a flick of his right hand, he tossed the director’s head away. The next second, the headless body was flung out as well, landing heavily near the Life Tree’s root system.

Immediately, the dense network of roots, like little snakes, struck into the body, burrowing under the flesh. Under the continuous draining by the Yabadon Life Tree, it took only a moment for the director’s body to be reduced to a mere flayed skin.

But soon, a large amount of blood food was brought over.

Some belonged to members of the Horror Bird Organization who had been stationed in the underground base, others were corpses from elsewhere, and still others were large buckets of thick blood plasma.

Nourished by these violent supplements, the Yabadon Life Tree again experienced a spurt of growth, its branches and leaves flourishing instantly as it broke through the hundred-meter limit!

The heart at the core of the trunk was no longer hazy.

It completely turned into a dripping, crimson heart.

Thump!

The heart gave a fierce beat, and an unprecedented massive resonance erupted.

On the concrete platform above, the old man in the suit squinted his eyes in pleasure.

"Inform them, the ritual will commence in five minutes!"

After instructing his subordinates, he then leaned on his cane with both hands, muttering to himself,

"Heh, Blood Bird, don’t blame me."

"It’s because you wouldn’t cooperate with the Evil Ghost Court..."

In Huaisui City, in the night sky.

An unprecedented intense fluctuation spread from the suburbs, sweeping over everything. The pitch-black veil of the night turned a visible red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Upon witnessing this extraordinary scene.