The beginning of this battle between the human soldiers and the Winged Legion was enough to shock everyone.
In everyone's heart, humans were minuscule, while the Wingeds were powerful.
The fight was a slap in the face to those alien races who looked down on humans.
However, if people were smart enough, they would be able to tell that Jiang Tao and his men had taken advantage of the Wingeds' arrogance to play the psycho act with them.
The Wingeds now were in a rage. As the saying goes, experience must be bought. After the failure, the Wingeds would become cautious, and what should Jiang Tao and his men do?
"Captain, let's kill one more Winged with the bomb." a soldier suggested excitedly.
As their captain, Jiang Tao naturally got some talent. He knew that the Wingeds now had become cautious and that he shouldn't use the same trick twice.
He made a gesture, and the nine of them stealthily moved
Another Winged died.Jiang Tao and his men grinned happily.The Wingeds' eye sockets almost cracked in rage.The members of the Winged Legion that were watching the fight outside the painting looked like they were thirsty for blood as their eyes all turned red.The eye corner of the elderly Winged twitched violently, and so did his face.There was originally no doubt who would be the winner between the powerful Wingeds and weak human beings.However, to everyone's surprise, four Wingeds had been killed in the fight while no one was injured on human beings' side."Let go of me. I must kill these lowly creatures."In the Reality Painting, a Winged that was covered in blood roared frantically while his companion tried his best to stop him."Calm down. There's something odd about their weapons. We should avoid confronting them head-on. I reckon that they must have used an
Inside the Reality Painting, Jiang Tao's men regrouped at the wave of his rifle."Captain, are you all right?"Jiang Tao shook his head to indicate he was fine."Four more avian-folks. We need to deal with them fast. We're splitting up and we'll each take one down," he said.All nine men scattered.With only four of their number left, the Wingeds were distressed."Wretched humans," hissed one of them with frustration.Any one of the Wingeds could have easily defeated a company full of soldiers. But armed with strange and bizarre weapons, the human soldiers could effortlessly inflict damage to the Winged legionnaires, nevermind Chu Xun's energy bolts that would intercept any attacks the Wingeds hurled forth.Like a hedgehog, no one could touch or harass Jiang Tao and his men.Jungle warfare had always been part of any Huaxia soldier's bread and butter.One
"Who I really am is immaterial," sneered Chu Xun. He beheld the Winged smugly and declared loudly, "Just so you remember, we humans are the true rulers of Earth."The face of the elderly Winged could not have been any more sour. His live broadcast proclamation earlier was a wound that he would never recover from and Chu Xun's mention of it could just as easily make him go insane.Being a Winged who valued pride and pedigree above all else, he had never once suffered such indignity before."You're a champion of your kind and I respect that. But you'd do well to reciprocate that respect especially towards the Winged race," growled the elderly Winged. "If only I had prevented Chu Xun from taking the Reality Painting," he mused grimly. The Relic was the only thing between him and a bloodbath of every human present, as indicated by his fuming aura redolent of blood and malice."We humans have always been amicable. As for you, I'd say yo
The canine fang barely the length of a man's hand exuded an aura of malice and bloodlust that filled the air within beats.Suan Ni, an ancient beast of untold horrors, one of the most ferocious among all species and one of the ten greatest ever to walk the Earth.The Winged presbyter's aura began to wane while the aura of the Suan Ni's canine tooth waxed in comparison; the latter must be absorbing his powers."Get ready to die, you wretched creature!" cried the Tenth Presbyter, hurling the canine tooth into the air, the fang radiating an aura redolent of death and blood as it hurtled toward Chu Xun's direction.Chu Xun allowed himself to freefall back down to the ground swiftly.The canine fang, shining in a morbid-red glow, flew after him as if with a mind of its own.Chu Xun watched the tiny fang chasing after him as doggedly as a bee and looked nowhere near amused. He drove a fist into the air, launchin
Tiny red veins filled Chu Xun's eyes. Exuding a presence that resembled a god – or more aptly, a true Devil – as he rode on the back of a Winged imperiously like a conquering hero.The Winged, horrified and frightened, could do nothing save to flap his wings desperately for dear life.Chu Xun grabbed the mane of his hair and jerked it left and right to make him fly in whichever direction he chose like a horse.Crack!Another Winged came from behind to intercept. But Chu Xun needed only to lean forward to deliver a kick backward.Snap! The blow shattered the blade of the Winged's golden sword into countless shards before barreling into him, leaving him crashing into several more of his kin, knocking them off the sky like bowling pins spraying blood and froth from their mouths with bones broken and fractured.Chu Xun stomped and smashed the spine of the Winged he was riding on, kicking him down
The main gates of the Fire Dragon Palace, once a magnificent and imposing structure, had been reduced into a mere heap of rubbles. Pits and hollows strewed everywhere around the compound, demonstrating the damages caused by the steely feathers iconic only to Winged warriors.If Emperor Ao had not intervened to intimidate the Wingeds, the Palace would have long been reduced into nothing but a speck of dirt in history.The Wingeds, upon realizing that an incredible entity was guarding the Palace, decided not to launch an all-out assault and chose instead to surround and besiege the Palace.If they could not risk an assault on the Palace that could alternatively spell their downfall, the Wingeds opted to deprive everyone inside the Palace of sustenance, hoping that this might force them to give up and surrender Maple Canyon.And the uneasy stalemate had endured as tensely as a taut bowstring.Life went on as usual inside
More than twenty chests were hauled up and left outside the gate of the Fire Dragon Palace."I'm afraid this is all the Fire Dragon Palace has," said Yan Chong with a look of reluctance.The Ninth Presbyter of the Winged race motioned one of his men to inspect the chests.The elderly Winged did as he was told. He landed and strode to the chests and opened one of them. He took out a magical shrub and a bright glow of light shone in his palm as he consumed the nourishment of the enchanted plant as it withered at a visible rate before turning into ashes.Satisfied, he opened the rest of the other chests and peered inside. When he was done, he turned around, looked up at the Ninth Presbyter, and nodded to him.But the Winged leader looked hardly contented. Coldly, he glowered, "Is that all?""Indeed," replied Yan Chong, "This is every bit of the treasures and valuables that we could find from every corner of t
To any proud Winged, landing on the ground and stepping toe-to-toe with humans was not only dangerous but also the utmost insult.Yet they hardly had any choice. This was the Devil. The one man who had almost decimated the Winged Legion and the rest of the Wingeds understood that any dealings with him needed to be handled subtly and delicately."What should we do now, sir?" an elderly Winged asked the Ninth Presbyter."We watch and play on for now. Lead everyone away from this place at once if things go sour; I'll hold back the Devil to buy you time."The order left the lesser chieftains shocked. By "holding back", the Ninth Presbyter was admitting that he was no match to the Devil."Is he really that powerful?!" gasped one of the elderly Wingeds."Very," breathed the Ninth Presbyter gravely, "He's at least on par with the Eighth Presbyter."It was all the elderly lesser chieftains could do to