Chapter 331: Section 118: Cang Xu: Kill the Fishman Divine Son
The Legendary fighter Zhao Ya’s Combat Skill exploded forth, and for a moment, the Fishman youth thought he was surely dead.
However, quickly, his gaze steadied, and he saw that he remained unharmed.
Surrounding him were countless branches and leaves formed from ice, colliding, shooting, cutting, and puncturing.
Whether to the left, the right, up, or down, the Fishman youth seemed to be placed in a world of ice, the dazzling cold light and the tinkling sound of shattering ice combined to form a spectacular yet terrifying image.
The Fishman youth couldn’t help but breathe deeply.
This was not the first time he had felt death!
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He had survived not because of himself, but because of the Charming Blue Divine being he held in his arms.
The Charming Blue Divine’s brows were tightly furrowed as if caught in a nightmare, the radiance emanating from her divine form piercing through with a rainbow hue. Although the halo was very faint, it still enveloped the Fishman youth, temporarily protecting his life.
“Hmm?” Zhao Ya sensed this and immediately glared, focusing his attack on the Charming Blue Divine’s physical form.
The power of the attack surged once more.
The Fishman youth’s heart jumped violently. Although he was protected by the halo, the pressure around increased so drastically that he couldn’t breathe freely.
He hastily shouted, “My Lord, protect me!”
The next moment, he raised the Goddess Mei Lan above his head.
The Goddess’s frown deepened, the external stimulation grew greater, and the rainbow halo she emitted thickened slightly.
The Fishman youth immediately felt the pressure drop sharply.
Zhao Ya frowned, just as he was about to take action himself. However, at that moment, a divine incarnation assaulted him again.
The two sides engaged in fierce combat once more.
Zhao Ya was unable to continue controlling the previous Combat Skill and had to focus his attention on the divine incarnation.
Sensing the threat to its physical form, the divine incarnation fought like mad, launching a ferocious assault on Zhao Ya.
With the previous terrifying offensive dissipating, the Fishman youth’s vision cleared, and he quickly continued to retreat.
Zhao Ya could only adopt a more defensive stance for the time being and, sensing the Fishman youth moving again, he deliberately broke off his own left little finger and tossed it out.
Combat Skill—Flesh and Blood Ice Sculpture!
Zhao Ya’s little finger crazily absorbed the surrounding icy Fighting energy, then exploded with a bang, forming a cloud of extreme cold blood-fog.
From within the blood-fog, a figure emerged.
His build and appearance were very similar to Zhao Ya himself; the only difference was his particularly rigid demeanor.
Seeing Zhao Ya’s Flesh and Blood Ice Sculpture, the divine incarnation immediately changed direction, aiming to eliminate this special clone.
But Zhao Ya was prepared and pounced, tangling with the divine clone.
The divine clone’s plan failed, and it could only watch helplessly as the Flesh and Blood Ice Sculpture chased after the Fishman youth.
The Fishman youth’s heart jumped fiercely, knowing that escaping alone would most likely lead to a bad end.
His gaze swept around, and suddenly, his eyes lit up as he deliberately charged towards a group of Sea Giants.
This group of Sea Giants came from the Yan Shi tribe, led by a pair of siblings. The brother was named Quan Ba, and the sister Xiong Xing. They came here seeking help from the Fish God.
They had never expected that the Fish God was merely one of Mei Lan’s avatars, and all the information about the Half-plane and the temple was false.
“Brother, what do we do?!” Seeing the Fishman youth nearing her group, Xiong Xing was anxious and at a loss.
Quan Ba too felt his head swell. The situation at hand allowed no room for thinking, and he gritted his teeth and said, “Help! This is the friendship of a deity!”
The other Sea Giants heard the command and immediately made their move, assisting the Fishman youth in fending off the Flesh and Blood Ice Sculpture behind him.
The Flesh and Blood Ice Sculpture was an extension of Zhao Ya’s power; though it wasn’t at the Legendary Level, it still possessed the strength of the Holy Domain.
Even the strongest among the Sea Giants was merely a Gold Level fighter, Fist Bar, nowhere near a match for the Flesh and Blood Ice Sculpture.
But the Sea Giants fought to the death, refusing to retreat. With their superior physical abilities that surpassed the Barbarians, they still managed to buy the Fishman youth a tiny bit of time with their lives.
Though this time was incredibly brief, it was also crucial.
With this time, the Fishman youth had increased the distance between himself and the Flesh and Blood Ice Sculpture.
The Sea Giants paid a heavy price for this.
Zhao Ya snorted coldly and quickly scanned the battlefield.
The Barbarian ships were suffering from the frenzied assault of Fishmen, Charming Blue Divine Sect adherents, and so on. Man Zhuang was receiving treatment in the cabin; the Barbarians couldn’t extract themselves from the situation for the time being.
Ironically, Zhao Ya was to blame for all of this.
Zhao Ya’s previous offensive had been so fierce that the Fishmen and Divine Officers transferred by the High Priest assumed the surroundings of the Barbarian Warship were safe and had swarmed over there.
While Zhao Ya was dealing with the attacks from the Divine incarnation and the High Priest, he shouted out, “What are you members of the Human Race waiting for? Chase after him! Whoever blocks Charming Blue’s escape will earn my friendship, Zhao Ya. Those who don’t block Him are my enemies and will be the first ones I eliminate!”
There had been many spectators before.
Aside from the Justice Pirate Group, the Mother Tree Pirate Group, and a squad of Sea Giants, there were also a large number of Human Race pirates.
These people, buoyed by Man Zhuang driving away the Holy Beast, the Six-Headed Hydra, had plunged into the water screen and entered the “Half-plane”. Although they’d suffered great losses, many remnants remained.
Zhao Ya’s threat had dashed the hopes of those who were intending to continue watching.
The crowd was hesitant.
Both sides were formidable; Charming Blue seemed at a disadvantage, but after all, He was a deity, even a single leg hair of His was thicker than their thighs.
Of course, that was just a metaphor.
The skin of Charming Blue was very smooth and He didn’t even have legs.
Pfft!
Zhao Ya suddenly made his move, preferring to take a fierce attack from the Divine incarnation head-on, while swinging the clawed gauntlet on his hand over a distance of a thousand meters, directly killing more than a dozen people.
His expression was extremely cold, his entire being exuding a bone-chilling intent to kill.
The crowd was terrified, spurred into action, and hurried to make their move.
“First Officer Hua Ya, what should we do?” the Tree Men asked, their voices anxious.
Even if Mother Tree’s great-aunt awakened, she wouldn’t be a match for the Cold Sky Splitter.
Hua Ya snorted coldly, without hesitation, and pointed at Charming Blue, “Go after him, kill Him!”
Thus, the Mother Tree Pirate ship took the lead, charging towards the Fishman youth.
The Mother Tree Flagship was not fast, but Hua Ya and the other Tree Men casting various spells from the bow managed to severely hinder the Fishman youth’s retreat.
“The First Officer is still unconscious. What should we do, Lord Old Zhong?” the members of the Justice Pirate Group were also somewhat lost.
Cang Xu waved his hand: “Wait a moment.”
He turned to communicate with the ship ghost, muttering for a while, and then he announced loudly, “Chase him, kill that Fishman Divine Son!”
Seeing the Divine Son in peril, many Fishmen, Nagas, mermaids, and others who had been attacking the Barbarian Warship also moved to join forces, supporting the Divine Son and blocking the others.
The scene became extremely chaotic in an instant.
The Fishman youth was weary.
It was one thing for others to target him, but why was the Justice Pirate Group also opposing him?
On the other hand, the Sea Giants, whom he had earlier thought to be trouble and formidable enemies, were now sacrificing their lives to guard him. Fist Bar and Xiong Xing were like personal guards, loyal and valiant, spilling their blood in battle, steadfastly protecting his rear.
“If I were to transform into a Dragon-man form at this moment, what would happen?”