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Chapter 310
chapter 267 part 2
"Aaargh!"
"Hngh-aaah!"
Gagaran and the Water Elemental Ogre simultaneously let out agonized screams. Their bodies, encased in the quicksand, were being corroded and constantly burned by the scorching heat.
"Sand Domain" was Evileye's original magic. In addition to the spell's inherent abilities, one could also infuse the sand with Negative Energy.
Tang Zheng hadn't mastered Negative Energy, but he could use the [Magic Swordsman]'s passive ability, "Mana Infusion," to inject energy of the fire attribute into the sand.
Demi-human races like ogres and trolls were all extremely afraid of fire- and acid-attribute damage. This type of damage could also suppress their regeneration ability.
"Don't kill me, argh... Don't kill me!" the Water Elemental Ogre howled in pain while constantly begging for mercy.
Snap!
The sound of a finger snap echoed again.
The fire-attribute energy surging through the quicksand dissipated. The heatwave created by the high temperature dispelled the dampness in the air.
Large patches of moss on the ground were scorched and cooked by the intense heat.
The Water Elemental Ogre's eyes rolled back in its head, and its body twitched uncontrollably. Its originally pale-blue skin had turned crimson, and its exposed head was covered in severe burns.
With the recovery ability of a higher-tier species of ogre, such injuries were not fatal; it could even fully recover after some time.
Whoosh!
Tang Zheng stepped off the tree trunk, his figure drifting down from the air and landing precisely on the Water Elemental Ogre's head.
"Takki is willing to submit," the Water Elemental Ogre said in a terrified voice, its body still convulsing in pain.
"A wise choice."
Tang Zheng let out a hoarse laugh. Crouching on the creature's head, he casually scooped up a handful of the sand that had been turned crimson by the fire element's influence:
"And what about you, 'Warrior King' Gagaran?"
He opened his palm.
The searing red sand trickled through the gaps between Tang Zheng's fingers.
Gagaran clenched his jaw, his pupils constricting in pain. Even his powerful physique was being burned by the high temperature of the sand, yet the man held it in his hand completely unaffected.
"This man... Just who is he!"
Gagaran's fierce white eyes stared intently at the figure wrapped in the red magic robe:
"What... what do you... want?"
The burning pain spreading throughout his body made Gagaran's speech intermittent. He relied on his powerful willpower to keep from begging for mercy like the Water Elemental Ogre.
"Don't you think the Abelion Hills are a bit too chaotic?" Tang Zheng's tone was perfectly calm.
Gagaran's eyes shot wide open. He stared at Tang Zheng in disbelief. For a moment, it was as if the pain in his body had subsided. He could feel the man's undisguised ambition.
This was too insane!
"You can't possibly do it!" Gagaran said loudly.
Even though he had only been in the Abelion Hills for a few months.
He could already clearly sense the chaos and disorder of the entire region. Hatred, blood, war, and conflict were the main themes of the Abelion Hills.
The hatred between the various tribes, which had persisted for hundreds of years or even longer, was like the vines on a cliff, hopelessly entangled!
Even if a king were to appear in the future who could unite all the demi-human races and tribes, it would not be a human.
"No, no."
Tang Zheng shook his head. "It seems you've misunderstood. I have no intention of ruling this place... Oh, I've said a bit too much nonsense to you."
Swish!
His red magic robe swirled.
Tang Zheng stood up, raising an arm from within his wide robe. In his palm rested a peculiar black orb, from which an energy of darkness emanated.
It transformed into a black mist of Negative Energy, shrouding Tang Zheng in darkness and revealing an even more terrifying and deathly aura.
"Life? Or death?"
A cold, sinister voice sounded out.
"This is Negative Energy..." Gagaran was not ignorant.
Back at the Imperial Arena, he enjoyed challenging all types of opponents. Osuke had even found an undead for him to fight.
Negative Energy... Undead... The chaos of the Abelion Hills...
"Why come for me?"
Gagaran endured the pain while forcing himself to calm down. He wasn't skilled at thinking, but he faintly sensed some kind of conspiracy targeting the Abelion Hills.
For some reason.
A shiver went through Gagaran's heart.
He suddenly recalled a rumor about the creation of the undead. It was said that in unholy places, living beings who died unnatural deaths, especially those who died in war, had a high probability of rising as undead.
Could his goal be...
"'Warrior King' Gagaran. Appeared in the Empire's border region eight years ago. At the invitation of Osuke, the operator of the Imperial Arena, you joined the Arena to train."
"You shook the entire Empire with your immense power and were called the strongest of all generations of Warrior Kings, the Eighth Warrior King."
Gagaran could hear the faint mockery in his voice when he said the words 'Warrior King.' He wanted to clench his fists, but he couldn't move at all under the restraint of the sand.
"You left the Empire last August and entered the Abelion Hills."
Tang Zheng paused here. "The only reason I sought you out is that you lived in human society for eight years. Compared to these brain-dead idiots..."
"...communicating with you is much simpler and more convenient. This is your only value, 'Warrior King' Gagaran."
As a warrior who possessed a noble warrior spirit,
Gagaran had always seen the title "Warrior King" as an honor. If this had happened before, he would have fought to the death and never submitted.
But now.
"I choose to live." A conflicted expression appeared on Gagaran's face. He finally lowered his proud head, but a strange light flashed in his eyes.
He needed to figure out what this human was truly planning to do.
If it was really as he suspected, then given the immense strength the man had displayed, he would probably need to unite with the other powerhouses of the Abelion Hills to deal with this human.
"Very good."
Seeing Gagaran submit so easily, Tang Zheng chuckled inwardly.
He understood Gagaran's personality. Even when facing the terrifying Bone King, he only submitted after being killed and resurrected. Yet now, he was feigning submission so easily.
Tang Zheng could naturally guess his thoughts.
In Gagaran's eyes, he was likely an arrogant and ambitious villain right now.
"The key player for the script has finally appeared."
Tang Zheng jumped down from the Water Elemental Ogre's head and waved his arm.
Shhh—
The magic circle on the ground dissipated, and the quicksand enveloping the two of them vanished along with it.
Gagaran and the Water Elemental Ogre collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.
Some of what he had said before was true, and some was false. However, Gagaran was indeed an important character in this script.
And the sole reason for that was because Gagaran knew him—or to be more precise, he knew "Tang, the genius alchemist."
"The righteous genius alchemist, with the assistance of 'Warrior King' Gagaran, defeats the necromancer behind the evil conspiracy."
"Mm, the script is a bit cliché," Tang Zheng nodded imperceptibly.
(end of chapter)
"Aaargh!"
"Hngh-aaah!"
Gagaran and the Water Elemental Ogre simultaneously let out agonized screams. Their bodies, encased in the quicksand, were being corroded and constantly burned by the scorching heat.
"Sand Domain" was Evileye's original magic. In addition to the spell's inherent abilities, one could also infuse the sand with Negative Energy.
Tang Zheng hadn't mastered Negative Energy, but he could use the [Magic Swordsman]'s passive ability, "Mana Infusion," to inject energy of the fire attribute into the sand.
Demi-human races like ogres and trolls were all extremely afraid of fire- and acid-attribute damage. This type of damage could also suppress their regeneration ability.
"Don't kill me, argh... Don't kill me!" the Water Elemental Ogre howled in pain while constantly begging for mercy.
Snap!
The sound of a finger snap echoed again.
The fire-attribute energy surging through the quicksand dissipated. The heatwave created by the high temperature dispelled the dampness in the air.
Large patches of moss on the ground were scorched and cooked by the intense heat.
The Water Elemental Ogre's eyes rolled back in its head, and its body twitched uncontrollably. Its originally pale-blue skin had turned crimson, and its exposed head was covered in severe burns.
With the recovery ability of a higher-tier species of ogre, such injuries were not fatal; it could even fully recover after some time.
Whoosh!
Tang Zheng stepped off the tree trunk, his figure drifting down from the air and landing precisely on the Water Elemental Ogre's head.
"Takki is willing to submit," the Water Elemental Ogre said in a terrified voice, its body still convulsing in pain.
"A wise choice."
Tang Zheng let out a hoarse laugh. Crouching on the creature's head, he casually scooped up a handful of the sand that had been turned crimson by the fire element's influence:
"And what about you, 'Warrior King' Gagaran?"
He opened his palm.
The searing red sand trickled through the gaps between Tang Zheng's fingers.
Gagaran clenched his jaw, his pupils constricting in pain. Even his powerful physique was being burned by the high temperature of the sand, yet the man held it in his hand completely unaffected.
"This man... Just who is he!"
Gagaran's fierce white eyes stared intently at the figure wrapped in the red magic robe:
"What... what do you... want?"
The burning pain spreading throughout his body made Gagaran's speech intermittent. He relied on his powerful willpower to keep from begging for mercy like the Water Elemental Ogre.
"Don't you think the Abelion Hills are a bit too chaotic?" Tang Zheng's tone was perfectly calm.
Gagaran's eyes shot wide open. He stared at Tang Zheng in disbelief. For a moment, it was as if the pain in his body had subsided. He could feel the man's undisguised ambition.
This was too insane!
"You can't possibly do it!" Gagaran said loudly.
Even though he had only been in the Abelion Hills for a few months.
He could already clearly sense the chaos and disorder of the entire region. Hatred, blood, war, and conflict were the main themes of the Abelion Hills.
The hatred between the various tribes, which had persisted for hundreds of years or even longer, was like the vines on a cliff, hopelessly entangled!
Even if a king were to appear in the future who could unite all the demi-human races and tribes, it would not be a human.
"No, no."
Tang Zheng shook his head. "It seems you've misunderstood. I have no intention of ruling this place... Oh, I've said a bit too much nonsense to you."
Swish!
His red magic robe swirled.
Tang Zheng stood up, raising an arm from within his wide robe. In his palm rested a peculiar black orb, from which an energy of darkness emanated.
It transformed into a black mist of Negative Energy, shrouding Tang Zheng in darkness and revealing an even more terrifying and deathly aura.
"Life? Or death?"
A cold, sinister voice sounded out.
"This is Negative Energy..." Gagaran was not ignorant.
Back at the Imperial Arena, he enjoyed challenging all types of opponents. Osuke had even found an undead for him to fight.
Negative Energy... Undead... The chaos of the Abelion Hills...
"Why come for me?"
Gagaran endured the pain while forcing himself to calm down. He wasn't skilled at thinking, but he faintly sensed some kind of conspiracy targeting the Abelion Hills.
For some reason.
A shiver went through Gagaran's heart.
He suddenly recalled a rumor about the creation of the undead. It was said that in unholy places, living beings who died unnatural deaths, especially those who died in war, had a high probability of rising as undead.
Could his goal be...
"'Warrior King' Gagaran. Appeared in the Empire's border region eight years ago. At the invitation of Osuke, the operator of the Imperial Arena, you joined the Arena to train."
"You shook the entire Empire with your immense power and were called the strongest of all generations of Warrior Kings, the Eighth Warrior King."
Gagaran could hear the faint mockery in his voice when he said the words 'Warrior King.' He wanted to clench his fists, but he couldn't move at all under the restraint of the sand.
"You left the Empire last August and entered the Abelion Hills."
Tang Zheng paused here. "The only reason I sought you out is that you lived in human society for eight years. Compared to these brain-dead idiots..."
"...communicating with you is much simpler and more convenient. This is your only value, 'Warrior King' Gagaran."
As a warrior who possessed a noble warrior spirit,
Gagaran had always seen the title "Warrior King" as an honor. If this had happened before, he would have fought to the death and never submitted.
But now.
"I choose to live." A conflicted expression appeared on Gagaran's face. He finally lowered his proud head, but a strange light flashed in his eyes.
He needed to figure out what this human was truly planning to do.
If it was really as he suspected, then given the immense strength the man had displayed, he would probably need to unite with the other powerhouses of the Abelion Hills to deal with this human.
"Very good."
Seeing Gagaran submit so easily, Tang Zheng chuckled inwardly.
He understood Gagaran's personality. Even when facing the terrifying Bone King, he only submitted after being killed and resurrected. Yet now, he was feigning submission so easily.
Tang Zheng could naturally guess his thoughts.
In Gagaran's eyes, he was likely an arrogant and ambitious villain right now.
"The key player for the script has finally appeared."
Tang Zheng jumped down from the Water Elemental Ogre's head and waved his arm.
Shhh—
The magic circle on the ground dissipated, and the quicksand enveloping the two of them vanished along with it.
Gagaran and the Water Elemental Ogre collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.
Some of what he had said before was true, and some was false. However, Gagaran was indeed an important character in this script.
And the sole reason for that was because Gagaran knew him—or to be more precise, he knew "Tang, the genius alchemist."
"The righteous genius alchemist, with the assistance of 'Warrior King' Gagaran, defeats the necromancer behind the evil conspiracy."
"Mm, the script is a bit cliché," Tang Zheng nodded imperceptibly.
(end of chapter)
