novelapdf Chapter 104 Soul Banner VS Ten Thousand Soul Banner! Pirated Version VS Genuine Version!
Chapter 104 Soul Banner VS Ten Thousand Soul Banner! Pirated Version VS Genuine Version!
Chapter 103 Thousand Soul Banner VS Ten Thousand Soul Banner! Pirated Version VS Genuine Version!
While the butcher was bewildered and helpless, a series of gunshots rang out, each shot piercing his body.
He tried to defend himself, but his arms were broken by several shots. When he tried to dodge and escape, his knee was also shot through.
At last.
He knelt on the ground, trembling. His eyes no longer held the contempt they had before, but were filled with fear and despair.
Zhu Que continued walking towards the plaza without stopping, glancing at him sideways and asking calmly, "Now do you know how Bonefire died?"
"you----"
The butcher struggled to lift his head, staring blankly at Zhu Que, as if he wanted to say something.
However, two penetrating bullets severed his neck, and several more penetrating bullets blew off his head.
He collapsed to the ground with a thud, completely lifeless.
Not far away.
The little monkey and the other little ghosts burrowed back underground and followed Zhu Que toward the plaza area.
Zhu Que cautiously made his way to the plaza area.
He saw that the large magic array in the square had been activated, with spiritual patterns flowing and emitting an incredibly strange light.
Zhan Yunhe used his spiritual power to move the more than three hundred girls to the square.
They gathered together, their necks all covered by halos, like helpless lambs to the slaughter.
At this moment, the girls had no idea what fate awaited them.
But upon seeing the enormous, glowing magic circle, they instinctively felt fear; they all trembled, their faces filled with terror.
As panic spread, cries, pleas, and calls for help rose and fell among the crowd.
"Waaaaah, someone please save me! I want to go home—"
"I don't want to die, please don't kill me."
"Is anyone there? Is anyone coming to save us?"
"Mother----"
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Those voices were mournful and tragic, and they made one's heart ache.
But Zhan Yunhe turned a deaf ear.
He stood at the edge of the magic circle, expressionless as he inspected its operation, his eyes devoid of any pity.
To him, these girls were not "living people" at all, but merely experimental subjects.
Just then—
"President, President!"
Tang Dongfang suddenly ran over from the corner, panting, and said, "I'm one of them! That girl's name is Tang Ke, she's my daughter. President, please let her go."
"Your daughter?" Zhan Yunhe glanced at him.
"Yes, I just joined the Black Lotus Guild not long ago. They must have arrested the wrong person. It's like a flood washing away the Dragon King Temple."
Tang Dongfang smiled obsequiously.
"So what if I'm wrong?" Zhan Yunhe said indifferently.
"————Huh?" Tang Dongfang's smile froze.
"If we arrested the wrong person, we arrested the wrong person."
Zhan Yunhe glanced at the short, stout man and said coldly, "Since you've joined the Black Lotus Guild, you should be prepared to sacrifice for it. What's the point of sacrificing a daughter?"
"But—I joined the Black Lotus Guild to protect my daughter!"
Tang Dongfang's eyes widened.
"Without any spirit of dedication, you are no longer a member of the Black Lotus Guild."
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Zhan Yunhe waved his hand indifferently.
Tang Dongfang screamed, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and flew back more than ten meters before crashing heavily to the ground.
"dad!"
When Tang Ke saw her father vomit blood, she screamed in terror, her voice trembling with tears, "Dad, don't worry about me, run! Run away, run away—"
"Keke—don't be afraid—Daddy will protect you—Daddy promised you that Mommy would protect you—"
Tang Dongfang struggled to his feet, a gentle smile appearing on his lips, and walked towards Zhan Yunhe again.
"President—please—I'll give my own life—to save my daughter's life, okay—"
"roll!"
Zhan Yunhe frowned slightly and impatiently raised his hand to shake it.
Tang Dongfang was once again sent flying in a miserable state.
This attack shattered Tang Dongfang's protective magical artifact, and the aftershocks alone caused him serious injuries.
"dad!!"
Tang Ke cried out in surprise and tried to rush over, but was blocked by a barrier and could not get close at all.
"Keke—don't be afraid—Daddy won't let anything happen to you—"
Tang Dongfang said this, but he was too badly injured to get up.
After several failed attempts, he was filled with despair.
Looking at his beloved daughter with tears streaming down her face, he felt utterly helpless and was on the verge of collapse.
Someone please save my daughter!
Whoever it is, please save my daughter!
Just then, a figure walked past him, the sound of footsteps particularly clear in the silent night.
Tang Dongfang struggled to lift his head and discovered that the figure was actually Zhu Que. Despairing, he was somewhat stunned and lost in thought.
"Wishing you—wishing you lack—you can—"
"Get out of my way! Don't get in my way!"
Zhu Que spoke coldly, not even glancing at him, and walked straight past him towards Zhan Yunhe.
"The butcher also died at your hands?" Zhan Yunhe looked at him in surprise.
"Do you want to know how the butcher died?" Zhu Que asked.
How he died is not important —
Zhan Yunhe chuckled lightly. His body was covered in extremely painful injuries, but his eyes revealed a hysterical madness.
"The important thing is—I can only succeed tonight, I cannot fail! No one can stop me!!"
Tonight, he used the Ten Thousand Souls Banner to kill Dai Yi, the deputy director of Guangyang University, which shows that the matter has become unmanageable.
After tonight, he will be unable to stay in Guangyang City.
The entire Kunlun Immortal Alliance will issue a warrant for his arrest, but if the experiment succeeds, he still has a glimmer of hope.
Because failure would mean death, he could only succeed!
"call!"
Zhu Que raised his right hand, and a huge ball of ice flame condensed.
The icy flames tumbled, condensed, and shaped in the air, eventually transforming into a giant icy flame spear.
"go!"
Zhu Que roared, and the Ice Flame Spear shot out with a whoosh, trailing a blue and white flame as it hurtled towards Zhan Yunhe.
Zhan Yunhe raised his hand, ready to smash the Ice Flame Spear.
But the next moment—
"Bang bang bang bang—!"
Suddenly, gunshots rang out from all around.
Twelve little ghosts emerged from the ground, from the ruins, and from the shadows, and simultaneously pulled the trigger at him.
The piercing fireball hit Zhan Yunhe. Although it did not penetrate his protective spiritual power, it disrupted the spiritual power he had just gathered.
In that brief moment, the Ice Flame Spear struck his right arm.
"Snap—Bang!!"
Half of Zhan Yunhe's body was frozen, and the ensuing explosion of flames blasted him away.
He was already severely injured, and in order to activate the Myriad Souls Banner, he even cut off a part of his own soul.
Their strength is less than one-tenth of what it was at its peak.
At this moment, his protective spiritual power was unable to withstand such a violent explosion, which immediately aggravated his injuries.
"Cough cough————"
He struggled to his feet, coughing up mouthfuls of blood, and glared at Zhu Que with a ferocious expression, gritting his teeth as he said, "You! You! Stinking! Rat!"
"Even a rat will bite when cornered," Zhu Que said with a smile.
"snort!"
Zhan Yunhe snorted coldly, raised his hand and took out the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, and in an instant, a sinister aura spread out.
"You are fortunate enough to die under the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls."
"The Banner of Ten Thousand Souls? I think I have one of those too." Zhu Que gently waved his hand at the ground.
"Ha, your bluffing skills are truly impressive—"
Before Zhan Yunhe could finish speaking, his expression suddenly froze.
He was shocked to see a blood-red banner emerge from the ground and fall into Zhu Que's hands.
The banner exuded an evil aura; the flagpole was as black as ink, and blood-red spiritual patterns swirled on the flag.
"???"
Zhan Yunhe's eyes widened in disbelief as he exclaimed, "You—where did you get the Ten Thousand Souls Banner?!"
He was extremely familiar with the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.
After risking his life to steal this forbidden artifact, he studied it day and night for more than half a month.
But he never expected that Zhu Que would casually wave his hand and a Ten Thousand Souls Banner would actually emerge from the ground!
"I stole it from the same place as you," Zhu Que said.
"Bullshit! Do you think the Ten Thousand Souls Banner is like cabbage, something you can just steal anytime!"
Zhan Yunhe coldly said, "Judging from your bluffing, you're probably just some empty shell!"
"Just assume it's a fake."
As Zhu Que spoke, he circulated his spiritual energy to activate the Thousand Soul Banner.
"Buzz"
The Thousand Soul Banner fluttered without wind.
In an instant, countless gray-white rat soul servants surged out, circling in mid-air and emitting chilling cries.
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Upon seeing this, Zhan Yunhe was first stunned, his expression changing from shock to astonishment, and then from astonishment to mockery.
"Old—rat?"
"Ha, so it turns out it's just a Ten Thousand Soul Banner for refining rats." What a cheap knock-off!
Zhan Yunhe sneered, saying sarcastically, "However, this does suit your status as a stinking rat."
"Forget about whether it's legitimate or pirated, killing you is enough."
Zhu Que remained expressionless.
"Whoosh!"
After he finished speaking, countless rat soul servants hissed in unison, surging towards Zhan Yunhe like a black tsunami.
"You think you can kill me with this cheap, pirated goods?"
Zhan Yunhe sneered, "Today I'll show you what the real Myriad Soul Banner is!"
The next moment, he also activated the Myriad Soul Banner, "Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
Accompanied by a mournful wail, countless gray-white human soul servants surged out from the banners.
Each aura was more solid and powerful than that of the rat soul servant.
In terms of both numbers and imposing presence, they completely overwhelmed the rat soul servants.
This is the true Ten Thousand Souls Banner—an extremely evil artifact crafted using the souls of tens of thousands of human servants!
"Destroy them!"
Zhan Yunhe grinned maliciously and controlled countless human soul servants, which rushed towards the rat soul servants like a tsunami.
"Whoosh!"
The two soul servants collided violently in mid-air.
Rats and humans, their souls intertwined and locked in a fierce battle.
However, the battle was one-sided from the very beginning.
The human soul servants of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner far surpass the rat soul servants of the Thousand Soul Banner in both number and combat strength.
This was not a battle at all; it was a one-sided massacre.
"Squeak squeak squeak—"
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One by one, the rat servants were torn to pieces, letting out mournful screams, and then dissipated into the air.
In just a few dozen seconds, Zhu Que's thousands of rat soul servants were completely wiped out by the human soul servants.
"Snap!"
After the Rat Soul Servant was destroyed, the flagpole of the Thousand Soul Banner broke directly, and the blood-red spiritual patterns on the flag became dull and lifeless.
This pirated magical artifact is completely ruined.
"See that? That's the difference between a genuine product and a pirated one!"
Zhan Yunhe sneered, "Your inferior counterfeit is utterly no match for the real Ten Thousand Soul Banner."
"There are indeed differences, but they are not the only differences —"
Zhu Que looked at the ruined Thousand Soul Banner, tossed it aside like trash, and made a gesture with his right hand towards the ground.
"you----"
Seeing his actions, Zhan Yunhe was somewhat confused. He was about to speak when his eyes widened again.
Because he was shocked to see—
A brand new "Ten Thousand Souls Banner" has emerged from the ground!
"???"
Zhan Yunhe was shocked, and even his voice changed: "You, you, you—how come you have another one?!"
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"One? Take another look."
Zhu Que waved to the ground.
The next moment, Zhan Yunhe stared in disbelief as the third Thousand Soul Banner emerged from the ground.
"There's one more??" Zhan Yunhe was stunned.
"No, there are many more."
Zhu Que smiled and opened his arms wide.
Then the fourth, the fifth, and the sixth.
One after another, the Thousand Soul Banners emerged from the ground, sprouting up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.
Zhan Yunhe was stunned, his mouth agape and his eyes wide open.
He was shocked to see—
One after another, "Ten Thousand Soul Banners" kept appearing around Zhu Que.
Finally, about a hundred Thousand Soul Banners suddenly appeared, standing densely around Zhu Que.
Banners fluttered and rustled in the wind.
They were arranged neatly, forming a huge circular array, and the eerie aura they exuded seemed to solidify into a tangible form.
Every banner fluttered in the night wind, making a "whooshing" sound, like the murmuring of countless dead souls.
"————"
Zhan Yunhe froze on the spot, as if he had been frozen in place, his expression completely frozen.
This horrifying scene was completely beyond his comprehension.
Because he knew very well—
The Ten Thousand Souls Banner, a forbidden spiritual artifact, is extremely difficult to manufacture.
Although he didn't refine human soul servants, but rat soul servants.
However, the materials used to make the Myriad Souls Banner are all controlled items of the Kunlun Immortal Alliance. Not only does it require countless efforts and time to refine, but it also carries the risk of being discovered and wanted by the Immortal Alliance.
This kid named Zhu Que, a mere fifth-class commoner in the Qi Refining stage, actually casually produced a hundred Ten Thousand Soul Banners!
Although they are all low-quality pirated goods, far less powerful than the genuine products, but—
That's a whole hundred!
Given the power that the counterfeit goods just displayed, a hundred of them combined would be an extremely terrifying force.
"Who—who are you?!"
Zhan Yunhe's eyes trembled.
"The one who will fight you to the death!"
Zhu Que remained expressionless, his entire being radiating murderous intent.
After saying that, he used his Object Control Gauntlet to manipulate one hundred Thousand Soul Banners.
"Whoosh!"
In an instant, countless gray-white rat soul servants surged out like a tsunami.
A full 100,000 rat soul servants!
They hovered, tumbled, and screeched in mid-air, so numerous that they turned the entire night sky gray.
While a single rat soul servant may not be as powerful as a human soul servant, a large enough number of them can cause a qualitative change!
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