Zongwang: Unspeakable fear!

Chapter 307: Undead General Yanwushen (Three Thousand)

His burly figure sat on a metal throne, with a knight's sword as long as his height beside him. He was wearing a heavy black armor, and all the darkness in the hall gathered behind him and connected with his heavy armor.

As Gao Yang looked at the other person, the other person suddenly opened his eyes, and his pair of dazzlingly dark pupils looked at Gao Yang.

In a trance, thousands of soldiers were waving swords and rushing towards Gao Yang with a tragic and murderous aura.

A black-gold luster flashed in Gao Yang's eyes. He looked directly at the figure on the throne without being affected at all.

Click, click, click!
Under Gao Yang's gaze, the burly figure on the throne slowly reached out and took off the beast mask on his face.

A cold white face appeared in Gao Yang's eyes. Gao Yang was a little surprised. This guy didn't seem to be a simple undead. He seemed to have a real body.

During this eye contact, the being on the throne suddenly spoke, his voice so hoarse it seemed like he hadn't spoken in ten thousand years:

"It has been a long time since any life has come to my general's mansion."

It's actually still conscious and can communicate!
"My name is Yan Qianren, the leader of the Yan Kingdom's World-Destroying Army. I command 500,000 soldiers and am a general of the Yan Kingdom. I am also known as the 'Flame God of War'. You can call me that."

Before Gao Yang could reply, the being sitting on the throne spoke again.

"Flame Martial God?"

Gao Yang repeated and looked at the other person.

The next moment, he slowly shook his head and walked towards the other party.

"God Yanwu, the Yan Kingdom has been destroyed, and even you are dead."

The Yanwu God on the throne had no expression on his face. Facing Gao Yang's straightforward words, he sighed slightly, his voice still hoarse:

"I know, even more clearly than you do. But now, I can only sit here in this general's mansion and can't go anywhere."

He said this, standing up slightly from the throne.

In an instant, a large amount of black fog surged behind him.

"I guard this place and suppress 500,000 world-destroying undead spirits. Even though I know the outside world is corrupt, I am still powerless. This is my promise to them."

"Then you must be in pain." Gao Yang continued to move forward.

"Why, do you want to try to free me?" There seemed to be a hint of agility in the voice of Yanwushen.

A pair of dragon wings spread out behind Gao Yang, and dragon scales appeared on his body:

"Of course, you may not know that we came here at the invitation of the empire's last guardian to bring peace to this fallen sky city."

Yanwushen was silent for a moment, then stood up straight in front of the throne.

As he moved, the black fog behind the throne in the hall surged like a tsunami, and hundreds of shrill screams of the undead resounded in the hall at the same time, pouring into the ears of Gao Yang and Milofina like a life-threatening devil's voice.

The Flame God gripped the hilt of the greatsword beside the throne with his right hand, and his voice was as lively as that of an ordinary person. "Then, as a sign of respect, I will do my best to exert all my strength to fight you, and I hope you can free me."

As the words fell, the black fog behind the throne let out an increasingly shrill scream. At this moment, the majestic black fog madly compressed towards the back of the Flame God, and finally formed a tangible undead cloak.

"Roar!"

The undead cloak roared, and the roar seemed to be a mixture of tens of millions of voices.

Layers of air waves spread with the roar. Gao Yang lowered his eyes, and the oncoming air waves seemed to have no effect on him at all.

The God of Yanwu moved his body, making a "creaking" sound, as if his muscles had not moved for tens of millions of years.

The God of Yanwu looked at Gao Yang, who had completed the transformation into a giant dragon, and Milofina, who was lying between Gao Yang's dragon horns. His facial muscles contracted and he forced a very stiff smile.

"Awaited."

As soon as he finished speaking, his body suddenly disappeared in front of the throne, and he actually took the initiative to kill Gao Yang.

The wind pressure hit him head-on, and the knight's sword with a mottled surface slashed across.

Gao Yang was not afraid at all. The ten-meter-long black sword was burning with golden and red fighting spirit, and he slashed down with the same sword.

A fatal blow!

Clang!
The sound of metal exploding resounded throughout the entire hall, and hundreds of sword energies shot out madly in all directions from the point where the two giant swords collided.

Gao Yang only felt an extremely terrifying force coming from the sword. Even with his strength, he felt a strong pressure in this pure confrontation.

The flying sword energy hit his body, causing a violent collision, but did not cause any injury at all.

A series of sparks flashed, and the two giant swords suddenly separated.

Gao Yang's dragon wings vibrated, and his body suddenly accelerated to the extreme in a small space. At the same time, the sword in his hand turned over, and with a powerful fighting spirit, he slashed towards the Yanwu God in front of him.

boom!
The black sword slashed at the head of the Flame God, but was blocked by the undead cloak rolling behind him.

A shrill howl came from under his sword. It was made by the undead in the cloak, which was melted under the golden and red fighting spirit like the scorching sun.

The dark pupils of Yanwu God flashed, and then he stabbed Gao Yang's waist and abdomen with a sword.

Gao Yang raised his leg and kicked out with his right foot like a fired cannonball.

Boom!
Gao Yang's foot arrived first, sending the Flame God flying before his sword could strike him. The undead cloak behind the Flame God suddenly expanded dozens of times, and undead heads peeked out from the edge of the cloak, biting at everything within reach, forcibly halting the Flame God's backward flight.

The God of Yanwu was suspended in the air above the hall. He looked down at the heavy armor on his chest that was slowly recovering, and slashed out with his sword.

A huge black sword light attacked Gao Yang, and there were even figures of undead among them.

clang!
The black sword light was blocked by Hei Yao. Gao Yang, who was holding the sword with both hands, only felt the power of the sword make his arms slightly numb. He retreated a distance.

Standing still again, he looked at the Yanwu God floating in the air and exhaled heavily.

"Milofina, get ready, it's time to go."

"Meow!" He was responded by Milofina's crisp and clear call.

call!
The surging golden-red fighting spirit instantly filled Gao Yang's body. He vibrated his dragon wings, and a golden-red flame shadow swept out. The next moment, he appeared in front of the God of Flame, and slashed down with the black sword in his hand with astonishing momentum.

when!
The moment the black sword fell, a black cloak spread out in front of Yanwu God, blocking Gao Yang's attack.

One sword was blocked, but Gao Yang didn't hesitate at all and swung the sword again counterclockwise.

The power of this sword's strike increased a lot, and at the same time, a brilliant black-gold light flashed in his eyes.

The black undead cloak was still sticking out, but facing Gao Yang's slashing attack, the black undead cloak was cut by a sword, and the big sword slashed towards the Yanwu God under the protection of the cloak without any hindrance.

clang! !

There was a loud bang, and a wave of air broke through. The body of the God of Fire, along with the undead cloak behind him, flew backwards.

The heavy armor on his right arm had shattered into pieces, revealing the pale skin underneath.

boom!
The God of Flame Martial landed on the ground in the hall, making a loud roar.

He stood up straight, and the broken parts of his heavy armor were slowly recovering as they were filled with the undead black mist.

"You are really strong."

The God of Yanwu stared at Gao Yang flapping his wings in the air, and suddenly grinned, very happily.

It seems that the person in front of him might really be able to kill him.

"By the way, I forgot to ask you earlier. What kind of reward did the guardian of the empire you mentioned promise you?"

Gao Yang descended from the sky. Facing Yan Wushen's question, he said, "Everything in the Sky City."

"Hahahaha, everything in the sky city?" God Yanwu seemed to have heard some huge joke.

He laughed for a long time before looking at Gao Yang and asking, "Do you have a map of the Sky City?"

Gao Yang shook his head.

"Then do you know where the treasure house of Sky City is located?"

Gao Yang continued to shake his head.

"Then do you know what is valuable in the Sky City?"

Gao Yang thought about it and finally shook his head.

"You know nothing, so how can you get your reward?" Yan Wushen laughed again, and then his laughter stopped abruptly. He looked directly at Gao Yang and said in a serious voice:
"Come, defeat me. After you defeat me, I will tell you the map of the Sky City and where the treasures may be hidden.

However, I have to warn you in advance that I will disappear completely in a short while. If you cannot kill me, then you and the little cat above your head will probably die in my hands.

In addition, those living creatures in the outside world will probably not be able to escape death either."

Gao Yang swung the Black Jade Sword, which emitted several meters of golden-red sword energy. He said calmly, "Come on."

"Well, okay." Yanwushen smiled again, and the next moment his expression suddenly froze.

The undead cloak behind him suddenly retracted, and the black mist and undead rushed into the body of Yanwu God. During this process, Yanwu God's presence became increasingly weak in Gao Yang's perception.

Gao Yang held the black sword and stood there motionless.

In this almost frozen atmosphere, time passed by minute by minute. One minute later, the last wisp of black mist merged into the body of the Flame Martial God, and the entire hall suddenly became much brighter.

This brightness is not on the physical level, but on the perceptual and spiritual level.

It was like a layer of mist covered my eyes, and now the mist has disappeared.

Yanwu Shen stood there with his eyes closed. The aura on his body had been restrained to the extreme. If he had not stood in front of Gao Yang like this, Gao Yang would not even be able to detect him in his perception.

A large amount of black mist poured into his body, which caused his body to undergo tremendous changes. At this time, Yanwu Shen was almost as tall as Gao Yang, and the knight's sword in his hand also spread out several meters.

Yanwu Shen casually raised the knight's sword in his hand, and the cloak behind him disappeared.

He took a deep breath and his tightly closed eyes suddenly opened.

At this moment, all the creatures in the hall suffered a terrifying mental shock.

"Comprehensive Network Notice: You are currently being threatened by the Flame Martial God's gaze. The Willpower Test has been successful, and you are immune to this threat."

(End of this chapter)