MMORPG: War God, You are Invincible Again
Chapter 422 - 176: Secret Technique Expert - Hundred Lions

Chapter 422: Chapter 176: Secret Technique Expert - Hundred Lions

Lu Hong swept his gaze over the prostrate Domoco army at his feet, fixating on the Gold Tiger.

It was as if an invisible sword had pierced into Gold Tiger’s chest.

The Gold Tiger general felt a chill as death seemed to envelop his heart.

How could he be so strong? Gold Tiger’s face went pale, a bitter and indescribable feeling welling up within him.

The most powerful Tower Master of the empire had vanished mysteriously, and the rise of the Domoco plane seemed unstoppable in Gold Tiger’s eyes. However, the Emperor of Domoco was worthless; he had secretly reached an agreement with the prime minister. It wasn’t easy to persuade the Emperor to rise up and establish his own dynasty. Just as envisioned, the empire also fell into deep trouble. According to Gold Tiger’s plan, Domoco would have integrated the four planes and formed another powerful human dynasty, and he himself would have reached the pinnacle of power.

Alas, his long-conceived plans and desires were shattered by the sudden emergence of the Baron.

But nothing was set in stone yet; Gold Tiger still had a chance.

Minutes passed, and the sound of clanking chains broke the silence of the battlefield.

Lu Hong looked toward the Domoco rear, where a giant over three meters tall was being dragged onto the battlefield.

This giant was bound by chains dusted with magic-suppressing powder; could he be a prisoner of the Domoco plane?

Seeing the newcomer’s arrival, warmth finally returned to Gold Tiger’s face: "Lord Hundred Lions."

Hundred Lions glanced indifferently at Gold Tiger: "For what reason have you summoned me?"

"Lord Hundred Lions, Domoco is engaged in a war with the empire for its independence and freedom. This Baron shattered the morale of my Domoco warriors. Therefore, I hope you can defeat him and reignite the flame of victory in the hearts of my Domoco soldiers."

Hundred Lions scoffed: "You think I would help you?"

Hundred Lions was, in fact, the foremost general of Domoco and had advocated for sending troops to aid the empire when it was embroiled in fierce combat, opposing the prime minister’s proposal for independence.

Regrettably, he was caught unawares by the prime minister’s and Gold Tiger’s treachery and had been imprisoned to this day. Were it not for Lu Hong’s unstoppable advance, Gold Tiger would probably have kept him locked up until his dying day.

"Domoco is now an independent dynasty. You cannot change that. For the continuation of the dynasty, I urge you, Lord Hundred Lions, to lend your strength to his majesty," Gold Tiger asserted, pressing the royal cause upon the other.

Hundred Lions sneered with a glance toward the unconscious Domoco Emperor: "You dare to use his majesty as a pretext after beguiling the young Emperor?"

"Hundred Lions, regardless, if you do not choose to stand today, my Domoco will undoubtedly perish."

Hearing the prime minister’s words, Hundred Lions turned his gaze toward the empire. He was very familiar with the empire and had even analyzed the war between the empire and the Sea People. With nearly several hundred thousand troops backing Lu Hong, the empire must be determined to exert maximum effort.

But with merely a hundred thousand men, they wished to conquer Domoco?

Hundred Lions raised an eyebrow; such a thought seriously underestimated Domoco.

"So be it," Hundred Lions sighed. "I shall grant your wish."

As soon as Hundred Lions agreed, Gold Tiger hastily ordered those around him: "What are you waiting for? Quickly unlock the chains for Lord Hundred Lions!"

As the magic-suppressing chains were removed, Hundred Lions’ body became like a black hole, voraciously consuming the magic power between heaven and earth.

Lu Hong watched Hundred Lions gradually recover, unhurried, aware that this was Domoco’s last resort. If he managed to handle him, the Domoco plane would likely surrender. Aiming to preserve military strength for the empire’s campaign against the Sea People, Lu Hong refrained from a massacre, understanding that sparing a life now could mean an extra edge in the empire’s future battles.

Before long, Hundred Lions’ magic power was fully replenished, and Lu Hong saw that he was indeed a Third Transition Peak powerhouse.

"Baron!" Xie’an, fearing Lu Hong might be at a disadvantage, urgently communicated from behind: "Domoco’s Hundred Lions is a renowned force in the empire too. He’s not only at the Third Transition Peak but has also mastered a powerful secret technique called ’Ten Thousand Beasts’. Please be extremely cautious."

"Renowned? How renowned?" Lu Hong inquired curiously.

"Roughly in the three hundreds?" Xie’an’s memory was somewhat unclear.

In the three hundreds... Although not at the forefront, such a rank was nothing Lu Hong could afford to overlook. With numerous planes under the empire’s command, amounting to several hundred if not more, there were many mighty individuals among them. To be ranked within the top three hundred was indeed among the elite.

Hundred Lions was a towering figure, his every step causing the earth to tremble.

Gathering his thoughts, Lu Hong calmly faced the approaching man: "Do you wish to fight me?"

"That’s right." Hundred Lions’ reply was brief and forceful.

"Good." Lu Hong nodded in response, the surging power of his blood and qi boiling once more.

Hundred Lions was a master and assessed Lu Hong’s condition with keen judgment, thus choosing to use his Secret Skill right from the start.

"Beast Legion!" With a low shout from the warrior, hundreds of formidable demon beast phantoms emerged midair. These demon beasts were several times bulkier than ordinary large demon beasts, and their sudden appearance almost blotted out the sky.

During a breath’s time, phantoms continuously merged into the warrior’s body, and with every beast spirit that entered, the warrior’s strength grew.

After all hundred demon beast spirits had entered, the void around the warrior started to twist slightly.

"So that’s your ultimate secret technique?" Lu Hong felt the powerful fluctuations emanating from the warrior and raised an eyebrow.

"Yes." The warrior spoke, "My secret technique sacrifices the souls of the demon beasts I’ve hunted, allowing me to gain augmentation of their strength for a short time. There’s no limit to it, it’s just a pity I wasn’t able to find that many superb demon beasts."

"That’s an impressive secret technique." Lu Hong couldn’t help but express his admiration. If he killed a demigod-level demon beast like Xie’an, wouldn’t he be invincible across the Star Sea?

"What about you?" While the warrior was executing his secret technique, the other side hadn’t launched an attack, so the warrior also gave him a chance to bring out his strongest form.

"Me? I’m at my limit." With both ’Descend of the Heavenly God’ and ’Bloodthirst’ fully activated, he was truly in his peak state.

"Then... let’s begin!"

The moment the warrior’s words fell, his fist created layers of afterimages, smashing towards Lu Hong.

Fast, the ultimate fast.

Lu Hong hadn’t even reacted before he was heavily planted into the ground.

To say what those hundred powerful demon beasts brought to the warrior, the most was a physique that broke through limits.

Xie’an also sucked in a breath of cold air. Damn, that’s strong!

"General, is the Baron alright?" The aide’s heart hung in suspense.

"Who do I ask if you ask me?" Xie’an laughed bitterly: "I couldn’t even see the movement in that punch just now. How could I defend against it?"

Although they were far apart, the warrior still heard Xie’an’s sarcastic comment and said, "That wasn’t one punch, it was seventy-two punches."

Seventy-two punches?!

Xie’an widened his eyes. In a fraction of a second, the warrior threw seventy-two punches? How terrifying was that combat power? Being among the top three hundred secret technique masters already seemed inadequate to showcase his strength, right?

"But he’s not injured." The warrior stared at the deep pit Lu Hong had fallen into: "Are you charging a skill?"

As soon as the warrior finished speaking, the deep crater exploded like a volcano, with the power of blood gushing out.

Lu Hong burst out, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared down at the warrior.

It was clear that the other party knew about his immunity to magic. That punch just now was entirely a burst of muscular force to its limit, and Lu Hong, who took the hit, was really stunned for a while before he could recover.

The power of blood protected him from a fatal blow, but tremors to his brain and organs left him with a burning pain all over.

"Your state can’t last very long, right?"

Faced with Lu Hong’s question, the warrior nodded, "About ten minutes, at the extreme twelve. That’s why I’m only ranked three hundred and eight."

The warrior then added, "You can outlast me, go beyond twelve minutes, and I will lose."

"No need." Lu Hong retracted the power of blood back into his body, continually strengthened by augmentation: "I will defeat you within those twelve minutes!"

With that, Lu Hong lunged towards the warrior, whose eyes also flickered eagerly. Since he had understood his secret technique, aside from a few Knights with the ultimate defense, no one had dared to face him head-on like this, a sensation he savored with his entire being.

"Bring it on!" The warrior met the charge head-on, and the two instantly clashed into one, the battlefield center filled with afterimages of their exchanges.

From time to time, the earth would crack open, forming gaping pits seemingly out of nowhere.

Suddenly, a hundred-meter-wide chasm cut through the battlefield, severing the two armies from each other.

Beneath the chasm, a spring gushed forth, and the warrior burst from the water below, his face alight with joy: "Good, good, come at me again!"

Lu Hong steadied himself; clashing with the warrior was very disadvantageous.

Before meeting the warrior, he thought he had reached the limits of human physical strength. It was only after encountering the warrior that he realized how far he still had to go.

Within just a few minutes, Lu Hong didn’t know how many times he had sparred with the warrior. With every collision, his bones could not withstand the warrior’s strength and would shatter.

But for the sake of battle, Lu Hong forcibly circulated the power of blood to mend his bones. Although he managed to launch the warrior away by using a trick, his bones were already shattered to bits, held together only by the power of blood as a makeshift adhesive.