General Against General
"Wuji! Domain!!"
Lü Liangren's angry roar rolled over like thunder. Before he even arrived, a thick Water-Ink Giant Dragon shattered the fire rain and black clouds from below. Opening its sun-blocking dragon throat, it instantly swallowed Brand's figure!
The Water-Ink Giant Dragon swallowed Brand and rapidly spun in the air. Crackling Ink Lightning wandered on its surface, eventually gathering entirely within its body, and spewed a bolt of lightning dragon breath straight towards the firmament!
Boom——!!
The black dragon breath was like a divine sword, breaking open the horizon. Amidst this ink-like lightning focused to the extreme, a shattered figure was spat out along with it, plummeting towards the earth emitting billowing thick smoke.
Lü Liangren didn't stop. Stepping on the Ink Lightning, his eight-foot ink brush was like a Heaven-Piercing Halberd, whistling as it followed closely behind and smashed towards the earth!
Two massive clouds of dust flew up successively.
A strong wind swept through the dust, instantly blowing away the blinding gravel around. In the center of the empty circular area, a figure in white was holding the eight-foot ink brush, grim killing intent drifting from the corners of his eyes.
Lü Liangren slowly raised his eyes and looked forward.
Amidst the billowing dust, a shattered body was slowly outlined. His left shoulder had already been blown into a bloody hole by the Water-Ink Giant Dragon, and only grim white bones remained of one leg, looking shocking to the eyes.
Brand looked down at his injuries and spoke helplessly:
"Does the Floating Life Painting all like to launch sneak attacks?"
Although the fire rain and black clouds had been scattered by Lü Liangren, the sea of fire in Double Bridge Town was still burning fiercely. Looking at the completely unconcerned Brand, as well as the purgatory-like town behind him, veins bulged one by one from the back of Lü Liangren's hand.
"You... are Brand??"
"Oh? You recognize me?"
"The Wuji Domain only has two Rank 8 in total. One is the former President of the Witchcraft Association, Shang Shaoquan; the other is the Vice President, Pathway Chief of the [Alchemy] path, Brand..." Lü Liangren's eyes narrowed. "Not long ago, Shang Shaoquan was backstabbed and assassinated. The only Rank 8 of the Wuji Domain could only be you."
"Hahaha, that's right, I am Brand." Brand laughed in acknowledgment. "I've also heard of you. You are the Third Hall of the Floating Life Painting, Lü Liangren. It's widely rumored outside that you are Red Dust's Foremost Fierce General."
"Foremost Fierce General, I can't bear it. But to kill you, it's enough."
"Even if you really can kill me, it won't change anything." Brand spoke without a care. "We still have the Lord of Wuji."
Hearing the words "Lord of Wuji," Lü Liangren's heart jumped. Of course he knew the Lord of Wuji had awakened and would very likely personally intervene in this Realm War, but he still spoke in a deep voice:
"We also have a Second Hall, his strength is not below mine."
"We have the Lord of Wuji."
"We also have the Chief Hall, he is the current Azure Spirit Dao Chief!"
"We have the Lord of Wuji."
Lü Liangren said angrily, "We also have the Lord of the Red Dust!"
"Then ask your Lord of the Red Dust, when will she wake up? And how long can she live after waking up?"
Lü Liangren's chest heaved violently. He tried to suppress his monstrous anger, transforming them into killing intent, and spoke grimly: "You started the Realm War, killing people and slaughtering cities, it will definitely incur public wrath... Even the Lord of Wuji cannot escape sanctions."
"Sanctions?" Brand sneered. "When we slaughter all of Red Dust and refine all the Philosopher's Stones, who can sanction an immortal Nine Monarchs?"
"Slaughter all of Red Dust, just depending on you??"
"Of course not just me."
Brand raised his hand, pointing at the thick smoke rising in the distant horizon. "Soldier against soldier, general against general. You and I both know very well in our hearts, the only meaning of our existence is to pin each other down here...
You, Lü Liangren, are indeed very powerful, but are the other Floating Life Painting people also as capable of fighting as you?"
...
"South Sand Town is under attack!"
"Cloud Water Town is under attack!!"
"I'm on my way to Chu Town, but black smoke is rising in that direction, I guess it has already fallen..."
"Damn it, these guys actually broke the whole into parts, attacking from different directions simultaneously?"
"They just want to exploit the time difference, slaughtering towns in the gaps of our personnel deployment! They actually don't even spare children!"
"These beasts..."
"..."
Continuous voices came out from the Walkie-talkie. Wang Jincheng stepped on a Flying Giant Rock, sweeping across the air, his thick black hair fluttering in the wind, but his brows furrowing tighter and tighter.
This move by the Wuji Domain exceeded everyone's expectations.
When others fought wars, they would arrange troops and formations, concentrate Combat Power as much as possible, conquer territories, and strike directly at the enemy's heart... But the Wuji Domain not only didn't do this, they instead scattered all their personnel, simultaneously attacking a large number of towns and carrying out large-scale slaughters.
Although the Floating Life Painting personnel had also prepared in advance, their numbers were not many. It was simply impossible to garrison every town. Even if they rushed to intercept immediately after the Wuji Domain made a move, this short interval of a dozen minutes had already reduced dozens of towns to wastelands.
This group of guys wasn't coming to conquer territories at all... Their goal was only one: slaughter!
Wherever the Wuji Domain passed, almost not a single survivor was left behind, and even a complete corpse was hard to find. The large-scale destructive power of the Path of the Witch God was displayed to the fullest on the battlefield.
"Eighth, immediately head to Lofty Plum Town. Fourth, continue advancing. Architect 011, 013, 018, transfer to the northeast direction now. A batch of Witchcraft Association personnel is about to arrive at Lian Town..."
"Wang Jincheng, head to Xue Town immediately."
The Second Hall's voice came from the Walkie-talkie, calmly deploying everyone's movements.
The Red Dust Domain was simply too large, and the distribution of towns was like stars. If the Second Hall didn't use his authority to overlook the overall situation, the situation would only be more chaotic... But under the Second Hall's "full map vision," all Combat Power of the Red Dust Domain rushed to various battlefields in an orderly manner, having hope to intercept the Wuji Domain crowd before the second wave of slaughter began.
Wang Jincheng looked down at the earth, only to see the town not far away had already been reduced to a sea of fire. The burning flames reflected in his pupils, and his expression was extremely gloomy.
Immediately after, as if he caught something, his gaze turned to a long embankment at the edge of the sea of fire.
On the long embankment at this moment, a figure draped in a black robe was walking unhurriedly towards the next town. He also seemed to have perceived Wang Jincheng's gaze, looking up to lock onto the giant rock in the air.
Wang Jincheng leaped down from the giant rock, plummeting across the sky like a meteor, heavily smashing a gap into the long embankment!
Dust flew up around Wang Jincheng. He slowly stood straight on the long embankment. The next moment, Rank 7 oppressiveness assaulted his face from that black robe!
"...It seems my luck is not good."