Man on the ark, forced to become king

There is no greater sorrow than a broken heart; this is the ultimate tragedy.

The war had lasted for decades, and now, her last remaining illusions were finally shattered by the cruel reality before her.

"Torret, take her to Lani."

The spirit horse emerged from the ripples, solidifying from the ethereal. Its large eyes revealed a touch of human-like agility, and its head swayed slightly, as if to say, "Understood."

With a flash of red light, the greatsword flew back into her hand. Lin Lu glanced at Theresa's posture, then slashed with her sword, lifting her half-petrified body along with the large patch of ground beneath her feet. She then placed her on the horse's back, and the petal whip wrapped around her waist flexibly wrapped around it with the movement of her hand, firmly securing Theresa to the horse's back.

Anyway, her body is basically no different from a stone now, so there's no need to worry about any damage from rough treatment.

"Let's go."

The whole series of actions happened in just a few dozen seconds. Lin Lu patted Torret's bottom, signaling that he could go.

As for those things blocking the way, let him handle them.

Perhaps Therese had considerable confidence in the Pardoner's plan?

He had prepared a backup plan, arranging for assassins to finish him off just in case, but he didn't send too many people. In 'Gold's' perception, the assassins who surrounded him, thinking they were still well hidden, numbered no more than ten, and he even managed to kill one of them first.

At this moment, the remaining people chased after Torret, but did not make a move immediately, clearly preparing to deliver the fatal blow.

However, they will never have that opportunity again.

A deep purple wave spread across the land in all directions. The sudden, heavy pressure made it impossible for the assassins to maintain their stealth spells. They were all exposed and then pulled backward by a powerful force.

The rectangular Mare execution sword was stuck in the ground, and a terrifying gravitational wave enveloped an area of ​​nearly a hundred meters around it, pulling everyone within it towards its center, except for the departing spirit horse Toret.

"You scum, I've wanted to do this for a long time!"

Lin Lu grinned, her arms bulging with well-defined muscles, and she raised her hands slightly, slamming them onto the ground with a violent force.

In an instant, the ground, which was shrouded by gravity, trembled, and the earth cracked open with countless fissures, as if something underground was about to rush to the surface unrestrained.

Combat Skill: Holair's Earthshaking!

One of the signature moves of warrior Holly Lu is a terrifying technique that can lift the earth with sheer force!

The tyranny and terror of the King of the Wildlands instilled fear in his enemies.

Lin Lu had been hit by this move many times before, and now it was finally his turn to use it on others!

boom!

A surging force flowed into the earth, causing the ground to crack and tremble. After being suppressed to the extreme, an unparalleled shock burst forth from underground, hurling large swaths of earth and rocks into the air, along with the enemies standing on them!

This move isn't very effective against skilled opponents, but it's enough to create an overwhelming advantage against assassins who aren't good at head-on combat. The combined effect of gravity and impact forces the agile assassins to stiffen and lose control, leaving them helpless as they and their companions are all thrown into the air.

As they plummeted to the ground, a gray-white storm suddenly arose, and a man with charred marks on his chest and back grinned as he jumped to the side of the two assassins, his hands precisely grabbing their necks.

Combat Technique: Fall Shock!

Combat Skill: Summon the Storm!

The storm swept up the remaining assassins, and the two unlucky ones who had been pinned down fell like meteors, crashing into the ground and creating craters. The immense force crushed their bones in an instant, their skin cracked, and blood splattered, turning them into two limp lumps of flesh lying on the ground.

"Roar!!!"

A roar like that of a wild beast resounded, creating visible shockwaves.

Lin Lu stood on the ground, arms outstretched, and roared to the sky.

Combat Skill: Boastful Roar!

Their bodies were strengthened once again by the combat techniques. The assassins, caught in the storm, struggled wildly under the influence of gravity, as if they were connected by an invisible chain. They eventually came together and rolled and crashed into the distance as Lin Lu threw them.

Hundreds of meters away, hundreds of fully armed Sarkaz warriors emerged from behind the low hill, and a strong stench of blood filled the air.

Bloodshed and carnage!

Severed limbs and broken arms fell amidst a rain of blood, creating an oppressive atmosphere as heavy as a mountain.

Boom!

The ground shook and suddenly caved in. A man surrounded by a gray-white storm descended from the sky, his immense force cracking the ground beneath his feet.

He dragged a long, narrow sword resembling a door panel in one hand, the dark scorch marks of which flickered with firelight, and his frenzied and violent aura almost made the soldiers at the forefront lose their minds in an instant.

"Who goes first, or should we all come at once?"

A狰狞 (zhengning, meaning ferocious or hideous) grin, blood-stained earth, broken limbs—the man walked slowly and steadily towards the hundred-person group, exuding a fierce and oppressive aura like a savage beast closing in step by step.

Faced with his questioning, for a moment, no one in this elite Sarkaz warrior team dared to answer.

Chapter 157 The Shining: I'm a Doctor

"Not going to talk? Fine, then I'll do it."

Half of the sword blade was embedded in the ground. Lin Lu's eyes narrowed slightly. Her blood-red body was faintly glowing with crimson light. Some of the blood that had not yet dried was evaporated by the storm, while some dripped onto the ground, leaving shallow marks.

Most of the time, he doesn't really like using overly violent close-quarters combat methods... well, he does like them, but doing it often is a loss of dignity. It's not that he really cares, it's just that it feels great when he's fighting, but afterwards he has to spend a lot of time cleaning up the bloodstains on his body. No normal person would think that being covered in bloodstains is a very enjoyable thing.

Over time, he got used to ending battles in a cleaner way. After all, most battles were just about getting a result, and apart from those famous heroes, there weren't many people worth his full effort and careful consideration.

However, this cannot be generalized.

People are emotional sometimes, and when they're angry, they don't care about cleanliness anymore.

Unfortunately, he was very angry today, extremely angry.

Theresa was the person he had his eye on, and his idea of ​​the Tower of Babel had never stopped. However, his gradual plan had not yet been realized, and it had been completely disrupted before it even began. How could he tolerate this?

Even if the King of Heaven himself came today, he would have to pay the price!

"I'm in a bad mood today, so you guys are lucky."

Despite being only one person, he relentlessly pressed forward against a hundred elite soldiers, even gaining a slight advantage in terms of momentum.

Lin Lu left the execution sword on the ground, raised her arm, clenched her fist, and cracked her knuckles.

His steps were unhurried, the storm surrounding him gradually subsided, and sparks of fire truly shone beneath the charred marks.

"You have two choices: come one by one and I'll kill you, or come at me all at once and I'll kill you all at once."

Does it make any difference?

The Sarkaz soldiers looked at each other, their hearts filled with rising anger.

As it turns out, there are wise men among the Sarkaz, but such people are mostly not found among the soldiers charging to the front lines. Most spells that can be widely used come at a price—they live in symbiosis with Originium, exchanging their lives for power, which is the essence of most Sarkaz spells.

Swordsmen, piercers, greatsword users, magic swordsmen, curse casters, vengeful spirits… and so on.

The pain accumulated in their bodies day after day, leaving these soldiers in a highly unstable mental state.

They will obey orders from those in power, driven by the control of their bloodline. However, without the suppression of an absolute superior, they are no different from bombs, easily provoked and detonated, launching attacks recklessly and becoming a true nightmare, both for their enemies and for themselves.

The first to act were the magic swordsmen. Their Originium Arts were simple to activate and extremely destructive. The Originium flowing in their blood gave them power, allowing them to imbue their weapons with magic to launch attacks.

This is an ancient and crude skill, which is widely spread because it can be quickly mastered by any individual who is willing to risk their life. Sarkaz who use the 'magic sword' make up the largest proportion of mercenaries who have mastered magic. Even in this seemingly well-equipped team, they occupy the vast majority of the positions, with the remaining slots filled by a few swordsmen and sorcerers.

The changes in their appearance when they cast spells were so obvious that even Lin Lu, who didn't know much about the Sarkaz, could easily recognize them.

Users of the 'Demon Sword' are more rigid in their daily standby state than ordinary people because they need to calm down the Originium components flowing in their bodies, so as to reduce pain and prolong life.

After engaging in battle, the blood containing a high concentration of Originium will instantly become active, a state known as 'Combat Readiness'. All the body functions that have been forcibly suppressed will be fully awakened under the effect of the spell. During the duration of the spell, the body's strength and recovery ability will be greatly enhanced. At that time, the greatsword of the magic swordsman will be covered with visible Originium energy, making it exceptionally conspicuous.

What would it be like if nearly seventy Sarkaz swordsmen charged at the same time?

The dense Originium energy overlapped together, even forming a tangible energy storm!

This is exactly what Lin Lu wants. What's the point of bullying weaker opponents?

A battle needs a bit of challenge to be truly enjoyable!

With a major battle imminent, what is there to hesitate about?!

charge! charge!

My pace shifted from a slow walk to a jog, gradually increasing in speed.

The emblem flashed, and crimson lightning tore through the air, coiling around his body with crackling sounds.

A flash of lightning!

A figure crackling with lightning clashed with the demon swordsmen's group. Lin Lu maintained her sprint, weaving through the falling blades and grabbing one of the demon swords with her bare hands. The dense blood energy instantly dispersed the spells covering the blade, flowing upstream along the sword and into the demon swordsman's body.

In an instant, a large amount of blood seeped from the demon swordsman's armor, and his body swayed and fell to the ground.

Combat Technique: Deadly Fist!

However, this brief pause allowed the other magic swordsmen to seize the opportunity, and a net of shimmering sword light descended from above, sealing off all angles.

The biggest difference between elite regular troops and mercenaries is that they can receive auxiliary spells from the royal court to reduce the impact of the magic sword on themselves. Even when they enter a berserk awakening state, they will not lose all their rationality. When strength and experience converge, they become the most perfect fighting force.

A disciplined army doesn't need madmen who explode at the slightest provocation.

puff~

However, the magic swordsmen's determined combined attack failed. Lin Lu, who was surrounded, lowered his body and exploded into streaks of black feathers. Incredibly, he broke free from the pressure of the blades and appeared in mid-air. Terrifying cold air gathered on his right leg and rose into a chilling white mist.

Frost, explode!

Dense ice flowers burst open on the ground, starting from Lin Lu's landing point, the bone-chilling cold and icy blue extending dozens of meters away, creating a frozen land!

Combat Skill: Frost Stomp!