Novel Full Chapter 748 - 532: One-Slash Instant Kill, Eye of Fear (Part 2)
Chapter 748 - 532: One-Slash Instant Kill, Eye of Fear (Part 2)
At that moment, a series of cracking sounds suddenly emanated from Unol’s body.
Everyone turned toward the sound and saw that the once indestructible ice crystal armor on Unol’s body was now covered in countless cracks that quickly spread. Following that, pieces of ice crystal shattered and fell away, revealing the flesh underneath.
In the next second,
Thud—
A line of blood burst open from Unol’s chest, and boiling hot blood gushed out, staining the armor on his chest red.
His body shook violently, the light in his eyes quickly dimmed, and finally, he plummeted straight downwards like a fallen arrow!
On the other side, Qin Tian slowly raised his hand and sheathed the Black Frost Blade, the movement fluid and calm, as if he had just done something inconsequential.
The dead silence continued to spread.
It was not until Unol’s body, like a kite with a broken string, plummeted rapidly to the ground that the Beastmen awoke from their shock.
"Your Highness...?"
The first to react were the Icefield Snow Wolf Beastmen, their eyes wide open, their wolf-like pupils filled with disbelief.
What followed was an overwhelming buzz of astonishment and stupor.
The Ice Crystal Bear Beastmen and Frost Feathered Eagle Beastmen all froze in place, the ferocity and arrogance on their faces long gone, replaced by pure shock and bewilderment.
Prince Unol, a direct lineage of the Eternal Ice Silkworm Clan, an existence comparable to human Holy Blood!
He had lifted all restrictions, even unleashing his hidden Art of Metamorphosis, yet he was defeated by a human Major General without Holy Blood?
Meanwhile, the soldiers at Ice Extreme Pass, after a brief moment of shock, erupted into deafening cheers!
"Victory! The Military Lord has won!"
"The Military Lord is invincible!"
Soldiers raised their weapons high, cheering with mad joy, while the Barbarian Warriors roared boldly, their voices echoing.
The surging cheers seemed to lift the entire satellite city’s sky, shaking the ice crystals atop the Cold Tree until they fell.
Xue Wuyang, Kane, and Zhou Ziming were also stunned at this moment.
They stared at the tall figure in the sky, their hearts racing uncontrollably.
Facing the fully powered Tier Seven Beastman Royalty, General Qin Tian had settled the outcome with just one strike!
There were no earth-shattering collisions, no world-destroying aftershocks, just a fleeting encounter, and the battle was over.
Such strength, such techniques, completely turned their understanding upside down!
Xue Wuyang clenched his fists, his eyes filled with awe for the strong.
Kane opened his mouth wide, muttering to himself, "General Qin is really amazing!"
Even Zhou Ziming, who was usually indifferent, showed intense fluctuations in his gaze!
In stark contrast to their shock, Xiong, Terreda, and Old Ghost remained unsurprised and calm.
Terreda rested the Zhanshou saber on his shoulder, grinning to reveal a mouthful of white teeth:
"I told you, when the boss steps in, there’s no way to lose!"
Li Qi and Old Ghost smiled faintly.
Having followed Qin Tian’s journey, they had witnessed many grand events and heard of the thrilling battles the boss had faced.
Whether it was Holy Blood or Beastman Royalty, in the boss’s presence, they ultimately couldn’t stir up any storm.
Thud thud thud—
Urgent footsteps pierced the dead silence as Beastman Warriors frantically rushed toward the fallen Unol, checking his injuries. After a moment, their tense nerves slightly relaxed, and they simultaneously sighed in relief.
Unol’s chest bore a deep, bone-revealing scar, gruesome and terrifying, with blood soaking the shattered ice crystal armor, spilling through the armor’s gaps.
His inner Qi and Blood were in disarray, with the Sword Qi invading his organs. Fortunately, the injuries were not fatal; with timely high-tier healing, he would recover in no time.
"Cough... cough cough..."
Unol violently coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, his blurred vision lifting just in time to meet Qin Tian’s descending figure. The pride and rage in those icy blue pupils were gone, leaving only thick confusion and disbelief.
He lost?
Just like that?
With just one encounter, one strike, he was critically injured, almost seconds away from death!
The terrifying Sword Light from before replayed uncontrollably in his mind—overbearing to the extreme, carrying a resolve to cut down everything, as though the sharp edge would tear even through space.
The Ice Silkworm Armor he was so proud of, under that swing, was as fragile as paper, shattered in an instant.
Why?
How could a human Major General without Holy Blood possess such terrifying strength?
This question spun in his mind like a curse, sending tremors through his soul, as another mouthful of blood surged to his throat.
On the other side, Qin Tian descended lightly like a falling leaf, his gaze resting calmly on Unol.
The previous strike had combined the peerless sharpness of [Overlord’s Ultimate Slash], the 5x damage of [Celestial Destiny Critical Strike], the isolation amplification of [Hunting Mark], and the extreme burst of Thunder Ancestor Power, momentarily unleashing ten times his own terrifying power.
With his strength already surpassing Unol’s, and aided by this combination technique, Unol’s Ice Silkworm Armor stood no chance against his strike.
The reason he hadn’t dealt a fatal blow was that Unol was, after all, a member of the Beastman Delegation.
Even though the other party had provoked him and acted first, to kill him on the spot could easily lead to diplomatic conflicts between the Human Empire and the Beastman Empire, creating unnecessary trouble.
However, seeing the resentment and unwillingness gradually growing in Unol’s eyes as the confusion faded, Qin Tian understood that this matter was far from over.
"Sigh..."
Qin Tian sighed inwardly, feeling rather helpless.
He never wished to stir up trouble actively, but trouble always seemed to follow him persistently.
However, he also understood that every step of his growth, every inch of his influence expanding, essentially touched upon the cake of existing interests, making conflict unavoidable.
This time, it was clearly a trap meticulously set by Inzaghi Luoho, aiming to incite a conflict between him and Unol.
"I didn’t go looking for trouble with you, but you came right to me to plot,"
Qin Tian’s gaze slowly swept past Li Jingzhong, expression calm yet carrying an invisible pressure.
In the moment he felt that gaze, Li Jingzhong turned rigid as a stone statue, cold sweat instantly soaking through the back of his robe.
Oh heavens, he had always known Qin Tian was strong, but never imagined he was this strong!
Even someone like Unol, a Beastman Royalty comparable to human Holy Blood, was heavily injured by just one strike from him, with no chance to retaliate.
Could the Inzaghi Military Lord be a match for him?
Li Jingzhong’s face twitched uncontrollably, trying to squeeze out a sycophantic smile, but his mouth was rigid as if filled with lead, unable to curve even slightly.
In the next moment, an extreme terror from the depths of his soul suddenly seized him, as terrifying illusions of mountains of corpses and seas of blood appeared before him—limbs piled high, boiling blood flooding his ankles, countless vengeful eyes staring at him, as if trying to drag him into unending Hell.
"Ah—!"
A piercing scream tore through his throat, Li Jingzhong’s entire body softened, collapsing as if all his bones had been removed, his eyes rolling back, losing all consciousness.
At the moment he fell, Qin Tian slowly turned his head, the fleeting purple glow in his eyes quietly fading away.
Eye of Fear.
This was his long-dormant spiritual element talent, specially designed to counter those with weak wills and frail spiritual power. Without any extra actions, just a single gaze was enough to drag them into a custom-crafted abyss of fear.
Qin Tian knew that Li Jingzhong was merely a pawn of Inzaghi Luoho, not even worthy of being called a pawn, at most just an errand boy.
Yet even if just a minor errand boy, he had still actively sought him out to cause trouble.
Letting him off easily would undoubtedly be giving him too much leniency.
The necessary lesson, not one bit should be missed.
Glancing down at the unconscious Li Jingzhong, after being stimulated by the Eye of Fear, even if he were lucky enough to wake, his spirit would surely be severely damaged, haunted by endless nightmares for the rest of his life, never knowing peace.
This was the price for provoking him.