Chapter 252 - 250: Army Formation’s Killing Siege

Chapter 252: Chapter 250: Army Formation’s Killing Siege

A grim, murderous atmosphere enveloped the streets of the Capital City’s West City.

Several thousand Ninth Layer Imperial Guards stared with wolf-like gazes at the white-robed young man before them.

With a single order, they would turn these orderly streets into a bloody purgatory.

Fang Can had never imagined that the first time he witnessed the legendary Dayan Army formation he had so often heard about, it would be used against him.

Watching the young man who was clearly preparing to resist, the man leading them sighed softly. "It seems we’ll have to do this the hard way after all."

Though he was reluctant, he had no doubt they would win.

To make this pledge of loyalty, he had brought with him several of his fellow generals, along with their First and Second Turn Sacrificial Artifacts.

With this much power, they could easily hunt down a Second Turn practitioner, let alone Fang Can, who had just reached the First Turn.

In an instant, the army formation’s vital energy surged like a torrent, flooding the surroundings.

The General at the fore, clad in black armor and mounted on a tall white horse, then activated the First Turn-level "United Will" Transmission.

The next moment, the bodies, blood, and spirits of the three hundred Imperial Guards present all linked together as one.

In the blink of an eye, the General’s armor took on a dark, gleaming luster, as if it were a sealed, ferocious beast.

This was the Second Turn Sacrificial Artifact, the Unity Armor.

Aside from its durability, its only function was to enhance the strength of "United Will" for fifteen minutes, once per day.

The next moment, with the help of the Unity Armor, the thousands of Imperial Guards present were enveloped by "United Will" and brought into the connection.

Immediately after, a First Turn practitioner raised his head to the sky and let out a furious roar.

"ROOOOAR—"

The sound resounded throughout the entire city, a morale-boosting cry that brought a tinge of red to the eyes of the Imperial Guards.

Inspired by this "War Cry," the strength of every Martial Artist present doubled.

In the blink of an eye, the sharp sabers in the Imperial Guards’ hands and their bodies all trembled as they were imbued with the "Armor Piercing" and "United Strength Lock" Transmissions.

Then, an illusory and mystical pattern resembling an Eight Trigrams Map emerged from beneath the feet of the Imperial Guards.

[Second Turn Sacrificial Artifact: Ensnaring Formation Map]: Unless "United Will" is deactivated, any locked target cannot leave the area of the formation’s core (a radius of one meter per soldier in the formation).

In an instant, Fang Can felt as if he were bound by invisible chains, unable to escape the battlefield.

And the thousands of Imperial Guards before him, though they were merely at the Profound Gate Ninth Layer, each now posed a threat no less than that of a Second Turn practitioner.

’So this is an army formation?’ Fang Can’s expression was one of surprise. ’Just a few First Turn practitioners with Second Turn Sacrificial Artifacts can raise the threat level this high. It’s completely absurd. No wonder the Great Derivation dared to use their Fourth Turn practitioners to dominate the martial world, and why the other nations, while wary, couldn’t help but secretly study their methods.’

The General said coldly, "The charge of colluding with the enemy is confirmed. Fang Can, for the crimes of rebellion and treason, you are to be apprehended on the spot."

As he finished speaking, the General waved his hand forward, and a heaven-shaking cry erupted from the throats of the Imperial Guards.

"KILL!!!"

Accompanied by an Evil Qi potent enough to shatter the courage of an ordinary man, thousands of Imperial Guards drew their waist-sabers and charged toward Fang Can.

Locked in by the Ensnaring Formation Map, Fang Can could not leave. Moreover, the Fang Mansion was right behind him, with his followers and the women inside, making retreat impossible.

With a cold expression, Fang Can’s legs bulged for an instant. A figure in white, he charged head-on into the army formation like the Grim Reaper himself.

In less than the blink of an eye, with a loud BANG, Fang Can broke into the ranks of the army.

But no matter how fast he was, he couldn’t seem to escape the gazes of the thousands of Imperial Guards.

Under the mental link of "United Will," every single one of them could clearly track Fang Can’s position.

Furthermore, under the command of the formation’s core, they also knew exactly what to do next.

With a SHING, the snow-white flash of a blade shot toward him, searing into Fang Can’s vision.

The blade carried an incomparable chill, as if aiming to sever Fang Can’s head from his shoulders.

At the swinging speed of a Ninth Layer practitioner, Fang Can should have been able to dodge it easily, but his body suddenly became incredibly sluggish.

[First Turn Transmission: Paralysis]: Usable three times per minute. Reduces a locked enemy’s speed to one-tenth of the original for one second.

The sudden sluggishness made it impossible for Fang Can to dodge easily.

Watching the blade slash down diagonally toward him, Fang Can felt a chill.

[First Turn Transmission: Armor Piercing]: Can only be used to enchant weapons of those in the "United Will" state. Unless the opponent’s defense value is double the attack’s damage value, it ignores all defense.

’If I try to block this directly, I’ll be sliced open.’

With a flash of understanding, Fang Can reached out his hand, avoiding the blade’s edge.

His five well-defined fingers formed a claw, clamping down on the flat of the blade as he prepared to seize it with his immense strength.

But to his surprise, the terrifying force behind it yanked his body downward, and the blade slipped from his grasp.

’The force of this slash... it’s no weaker than the Second Turn Xiang Yinchen?’

[Second Turn Sacrificial Artifact: United Strength Lock]: Can only be used on Imperial Guards in the "United Will" state. Any single attack will deal damage equivalent to the combined strength of all individuals.

In an instant, the strength of these thousands of men combined into one. The damage from any single soldier was equivalent to thousands of men striking down at Fang Can simultaneously.

Watching the saber that had slipped his grasp slash down, about to cleave him in two from his collarbone downward, he knew a direct hit would be enough to tear him apart.

In the distance, an irrepressible flash of delight appeared in the General’s eyes.

For an opponent who had never faced an army formation before, even a Second Turn practitioner would be an easy kill on the first encounter, let alone a fledgling First Turn like Fang Can.

’Looks like my pledge of loyalty is complete. I can report back to the Wang family’s Patriarch now.’

The General thought to himself, savoring the sight of the saber striking Fang Can’s shoulder, ready to see it tear through skin, flesh, bone, and sinew in an instant.

"CLANG!"

To the General’s wide-eyed disbelief, the sound of metal striking metal rang in everyone’s ears.

The slash, which had always been unstoppable under the effect of the "Armor Piercing" Transmission, shattered upon hitting Fang Can’s shoulder.

Fragments from the shattered blade sprayed into the faces of those nearby, and everyone stared, dumbfounded, at the broken saber in the Imperial Guard’s hand.

"Playtime’s over."

An icy voice sounded out as Fang Can, with one hand, gripped the neck of the Imperial Guard who had swung the saber, his own eyes filled with a chilling cold.

His snow-white robes were still pristine, making his red pupils seem all the more demonic.

Around his arms and ankles were pitch-black rings.

Everyone present, including the various factions observing from the shadows, could see it clearly.

Fang Can had, with his own body, withstood a combined strike from thousands of Imperial Guards and five First Turn practitioners.

"Since you’ve had your fun, it’s my turn."

Fang Can’s aura was as cold as winter ice. A telekinetic field enveloped the area, yanking everyone into the air.

The next moment, under the terrified gazes of the Imperial Guards, Fang Can looked at the hands that held their sabers.

"These hands have too much killing intent. I don’t like it. Let me take them off for you."

As he spoke, the telekinetic field began to condense, focusing millions of tons of force onto the right hands of the saber-wielding Imperial Guards.

"You... What are you doing?"

The General on the white horse felt an immense force pulling his hands apart, bit by bit.