MMORPG: War God, You are Invincible Again
Chapter 283 - 39 The Tide Rises

Chapter 283: Chapter 39 The Tide Rises

Feeling the shouts and curses of the pursuers, Lu Hong really wanted to turn around and kill them, but he dared not. The white-robed archbishop was very likely to be on his heels, a Third Transition Peak expert. He didn’t have the slightest confidence in defeating the opponent.

Escape? But to where?

The silver-armored cavalry, due to wearing heavy armor, lacked stamina and slowly fell behind in the chase after Lu Hong. Only Mark, with the extremely fast speed of his light spear, closely followed Lu Hong, leaving markers along the way.

Such a pain in the neck! Lu Hong looked back and didn’t spot the figure in white robes. He decided to deal with this Mark first; otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to escape the other’s pursuit.

He made a sharp stop, the holy sword emitting a piercing cold light, and a blood-red cross savagely slashed at Mark.

"Shatter!" Mark was startled and hurriedly urged his light spear, trying to shatter Lu Hong’s attack.

Unfortunately, any Second Transition expert stood no chance of withstanding Lu Hong head-on, not even with the peculiar light spear.

The spear had only penetrated half an inch into the Cross Slash when Lu Hong, supported by his massive vitality, forcibly repelled the light spear. The power of the blood-red cross undiminished, it barreled down upon its adversary.

Mark kept retreating, but in an instant, Blood River surged, blocking his retreat.

"Kill!" Lu Hong roared and dashed toward Mark.

In the clash of weapons, Mark let out a painful howl.

As his vitality dissipated, Lu Hong leaped three meters away and continued to flee for his life.

Mark knelt on the ground, his arm shattered by Lu Hong’s stomp, and at this moment the white-robed archbishop floated down.

"My lord! He hasn’t gone far!" Mark endured the intense pain and reported to the archbishop.

"I understand, you’ve worked hard." The white-robed archbishop didn’t rush to chase Lu Hong. Instead, he placed a hand on Mark’s head, solemn and somber, his voice quite compassionate, "Poor child, may the Lord bless you."

Mark thought the white-robed archbishop was going to heal him and quickly expressed his gratitude, "Thank—," but before he could finish speaking, his head exploded, and another headless body fell unwillingly.

After dealing with Mark, the white-robed figure looked toward the direction where Lu Hong had vanished. There were no witnesses left to his expedition. After getting rid of this kid, the incident’s story would be his to craft.

The white-robed figure’s gaze penetrated the dense forest, locking onto the target. Even from afar, the ice-cold intent to kill made Lu Hong shiver, knowing he was the one being targeted!

The white-robed archbishop didn’t pursue but took out an iron nail from his storage ring, "Magic immunity, is it? I wonder if it will be immune to this sacrilegious tool."

Fleeing with all his might, Lu Hong felt that killing intent coming ever closer. Clenching his teeth, he could only keep running.

In a blink of an eye, the iron nail caught up to Lu Hong, breached the divine rune’s defense, entering through the back and piercing the heart before vanishing.

Along with the spreading corrosive power in his heart, his flesh began to decay, his strength was eroded. Lu Hong felt his breathing become difficult, his limbs weaken, and with a thud, he collapsed to the ground, his eyes dropping weakly as he passed out.

The white-robed archbishop waited a few seconds, then retrieved the returning iron nail into his pouch.

Good, now that all matters had been settled, his position as a white-robed archbishop wouldn’t be shaken anymore. In the future, he would still be a strong contender for the position of Archbishop, even Pope.

With a snap of his fingers, a spark fell onto the grass. As the wildfire slowly grew more intense, the white-robed archbishop flew away.

The forest fire erased all surrounding traces, while Lu Hong’s skin gradually charred and hardened under the scorching heat.

The iron nail used by the white-robed archbishop had taken all of Lu Hong’s strength, a curse of power, a very peculiar skill system that was difficult to deal with except by specific professions.

An hour passed, and the clear sky began to snow heavily, flurries carried by zero-degree cold winds extinguished the wildfire.

A woman in a blue gauze dress floated gently from a distance, her bare white feet lightly stepping on the scorched earth: "Who was it? Starting such a huge fire is truly detestable!"

Under the woman’s discerning senses: "Eh? There’s actually a survivor?"

Finding her way to Lu Hong’s side, she extended a slender index finger under his nose, feeling a faint breath: "You’re actually alive?"

"Well then," the woman activated her magic power, lifting Lu Hong’s body into the air: "You’re quite lucky; my castle is short of a servant, you’ll do."

Eight days flashed by, and outside of Haiya City, a group of fishermen got up early, looking at the clear sky, the weather mild, and the sea calm, predicting another great day for fishing.

"Erzi, the weather’s good today; we should catch more fish," said a young man to his companion with a smile. "Yesterday my wife fancied a bracelet, and I’m thinking of buying it for her. It’s her birthday in a few days, and I’d like to give it to her as a present."

"Sure, no problem," Erzi agreed. "My wife is also close to giving birth, catching more fish for money will also help her rest easy."

The two fishermen pushed their small wooden boat into the sea. But before they had gone a hundred meters, an ominous thick black cloud had somehow stained the distant sky.

"Huh? A storm at sea?" Erzi asked in confusion. "The weather doesn’t seem like it should allow for that."

"Hey, hey, hey! Row back... fast! Hurry!" At this moment, the other young fisherman’s face was filled with terror. Erzi also looked toward the horizon and was equally horrified. Beneath the dark clouds, a boundless, towering Tao Tian wave loomed, its estimated height at least a kilometer.

"Quick! Back to shore!"

The fishermen rowed with all their might towards the coast, but the giant wave seemed to have a strange attraction, the sea water continuously pouring into the surge. How could the strength of mere mortals contend? Not only did their boat fail to draw nearer to the coast, but it was also being pulled further out to sea.

At this time, the guards at Quhai Camp also noticed the anomaly at sea and hurriedly reported to their superiors.