Ye Feng turned his head and saw Yuan Ling had already stood up. Although still a bit disheveled, the wound on her hand had almost healed under the effect of wood and water arcane energy.
"Ye Feng, the Flame Ranger master was one of the Five Heroes of the Arcane City. He's also a very important person in my life. Even if he's dead, he shouldn't be mocked like this!"
Yuan Ling's purple eyes were filled with determination. "Let me send my master off for the last time!"
Ye Feng glanced at Xiao Xiao, Xiao Lu, and the others nearby. They were coordinating their efforts, healing their wounds while dealing with the remaining Goblin Priest and a not-so-large number of Goblin Paladins and Sacrificial Guards. They looked to be struggling.
Then, Ye Feng nodded to Yuan Ling. "Then be careful yourself. Although the Flame Ranger has been turned into a puppet, his combat power should be far from his prime. But his red flame is not just arcane energy; it's mostly true power!"
As his words fell, Ye Feng gripped his Tang dao and his figure flashed rapidly, heading straight for the Goblin High Priest on the altar.
"Hey, Goblin High Priest, what's with the bracelet on your wrist?"
Ye Feng arrived on the altar, frowned, and shouted at the Goblin High Priest.
As he spoke, Ye Feng also swept his gaze towards the edge of the golden pyramid where goblins, dense like a zombie horde, were swarming in...
"Quack~ Quack!"
The Goblin High Priest let out a few strange cries at Ye Feng, but did not answer.
"Foolish human, you dare to challenge the power of a god!"
After a couple of strange cries, the Goblin High Priest finally spoke words Ye Feng could understand.
"What the hell is this guy?"
Hearing the other party's response, Ye Feng was quite bewildered.
Because the Goblin High Priest's reply was not only irrelevant to Ye Feng's question, but its tone and timbre were also someone else's... it seemed like a parrot mimicking words... not knowing where it learned them from...
"Great Asmodeus, your loyal servant waits here, offering you the most delicious blood, and eagerly anticipates you devouring this land with your boundless demonic power!"
"Come forth, Master Asmodeus!"
While Ye Feng was still confused, the Goblin High Priest's voice, filled with fanaticism, rang out again.
As the runes on its body flickered, the bloody great formation above the altar underwent further transformation. Especially the ram's heads at the four corners of the bloody formation, their scarlet color was so dense it seemed about to drip.
The space, already distorted and covered in cracks, looked as if it would shatter in the next second...
Seeing this, Ye Feng's eyes narrowed. He gripped his Tang dao, no longer asking questions. He slowly closed his eyes, recalling the scene from the autumn farmstead when the old man in plain clothes had drawn a slash obliquely with a twig...
Before, Ye Feng's strength was insufficient. After advancing to the golden level, he discovered that although the old man in plain clothes had simply drawn with a twig, it contained a peculiar, natural rhythm...
Ye Feng carefully felt the peculiar rhythm of the old man in plain clothes drawing with his twig. Involuntarily, he slowly raised his Tang dao and slashed at the Goblin High Priest not far in front of him!
Although his eyes were closed, and his movements were not the same as the old man in plain clothes, Ye Feng felt that this time he had learned the most.
Before, although he had almost followed the old man's movements, it seemed he had only learned the superficial aspects. Ye Feng felt that this time he had truly learned something...
At this moment, Ye Feng, with his eyes closed, did not know that as he raised his Tang dao, the starlight in the sky, just like when he practiced that set of peculiar movements before, seemed to be drawn. Specks of starlight continuously fell upon him, converging towards his Tang dao...
"Whoosh!"
The edge of the Tang dao, carrying specks of brilliant starlight, flashed by, instantly piercing the Goblin High Priest's body.
"Foolish human, you actually..."
The Goblin High Priest's words were cut short as its body split in two, collapsing onto the ground, dead as could be.
"That last strike seemed to penetrate... space?"
Ye Feng's expression was quite astonished.
The moment he swung his Tang dao, he opened his eyes. The Goblin High Priest was not standing still but, like when it had dealt with him before, had a strange barrier on its body, seemingly made of spatial energy similar to Yuan Ling's. The barrier that had blocked all his previous attacks was like nothing in the face of the starlight-infused slash of the Tang dao...
"Clang! Rumble!"
At this moment, a crisp metal collision sound echoed from afar, followed by a narrow stream of flame erupting from the Flame Ranger puppet.
Beside the Flame Ranger puppet were chains made of a large amount of water-attribute arcane energy, binding it in place. This was Yuan Ling's doing!
"Master Flame Ranger, farewell forever!"
As Yuan Ling's tear-filled words fell, her purple eyes flashed with light, and her figure instantly vanished. The space beside the Flame Ranger puppet twisted violently, and countless slashes quickly cut through it.
"Rumble!"
A moment later, the Flame Ranger puppet shattered all over... turning into countless burning embers that scattered into the night sky...
Whether it was Ye Feng's imagination or not, at the moment the Flame Ranger puppet dissipated, he thought he saw a smile of relief on its lips...
"Bang! Crack!"
"Rumble! ~ Clang!"
"Whoosh, whoosh! Whoosh!"
...
At this moment, another series of loud fighting sounds could be heard, coming from the direction of Xiao Xiao, Xiao Lu, Alak, and He Shang.
As the fighting sounds subsided, the only remaining Goblin Priest, as well as the Goblin Paladins and Sacrificial Guards, all lay dead on the ground...
"Puff, puff! Puff, puff! ~"
Having finished their tasks, Xiao Lu, Alak, and He Shang all slumped to the ground ungracefully, gasping for breath.
Xiao Xiao was also covered in sweat and looked exhausted, but clad in her angel armor, she could still stand, occasionally killing or repelling the charging goblins...
"Ye... Ye Feng, the... the formation... the Annihilation Formation!"
The previous battle had clearly taken a great toll on Yuan Ling as well; she could barely stand.
"Ping! ~"
Just as Ye Feng's gaze shifted to the area below the altar, a sound akin to breaking glass suddenly came from above him.
"Are you calling me, my little darling!"
Immediately after, a male voice, somewhat familiar to Ye Feng, rang out.
"This voice... the Goblin High Priest?"
Ye Feng instinctively looked at the spot where the Goblin High Priest's corpse lay, only to find that it was indeed dead and could not possibly be deader.
The next second, Ye Feng's face changed drastically!
Because he suddenly realized that the Goblin High Priest, just as he had suspected earlier, could not speak human language and was merely mimicking what others had said. And the owner of that voice came from above...
"Ping, pang, ping!"
At this moment, another sound of breaking glass echoed.
Ye Feng looked up and saw that a hole had appeared in the distorted space of the bloody formation created by the Goblin High Priest above. A black ram's head appeared in his vision...
"This... this guy is the... Asmodeus that the Goblin High Priest kept summoning?"
A thought flashed through Ye Feng's mind at lightning speed.
...