The War God's Homecoming

Chapter 338 Killing Intent

Chapter 338 Killing Intent

Many of the members of Ink Pavilion were below the Battle General level, unable to withstand SHADOW's relentless attacks. In a short time, a large number of them fell.

"God damn it!" The white-haired old man shouted angrily, drawing a sword from his side, and it shot out. His aura instantly reached its peak, revealing his War Grandmaster-level cultivation. Energy of his sword raged, leaving several deep wounds on a few SHADOW members, causing blood to spray.

"The one who's gonna die is you!"Casey growled, and he swiftly darted forward like a shadow, his Bloodshadow Battle Blade drawing an incredibly sharp and icy gleam. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

"You ignorant kid!" The white-haired old man coldly retorted, not retreating but advancing. Simultaneously, he thrust out with his sword, creating fierce sword energy.

When their attacks collided, the old man's swordsmanship was instantly shattered, and Casey's blade continued from his right arm. After the blade passed, the old man's forearm was severed and fell to the ground.

"Hmm..." The old man groaned, quickly retreating more than ten steps, and the concrete ground beneath him cracked like a spiderweb. His face was filled with shock as he looked at Casey. Both were at the same level, yet he had been severely injured by a single move, which was incredible.

"This is all you know!" Casey said coldly and launched another attack.

The old man's pupils shrank to the size of pinpricks, and an overwhelming sense of danger permeated his entire body.

"Elder Berridge, be careful!" A War Grandmaster-in-training, who was battling Azure Dragon on the side, sensed the crisis and shouted. Immediately after, avoiding Azure Dragon's attack, he rushed towards Casey. His cultivation was one level lower than Casey's, and he couldn't withstand Casey's attack. His arm was severed, and blood sprayed.

"Ah..." The old man let out a miserable scream.

Just then, Azure Dragon's blade swiftly approached him. With the intent to dodge, his reaction speed couldn't keep up, and he could only watch as the blade rapidly grew in his pupils.

The next moment, a head was sent flying into the air.

"Elder Hong..." The white-haired old man screamed, his eyes filled with rage.

"Join him!" Casey's voice reached his ears.

Without any hesitation, the old man immediately fled to the side. Before he could get injured any further, he was no match for Casey, especially since he had already lost an arm. Staying behind would only mean certain death.

"Can you escape?" Casey's teleportation speed was far beyond his, and before he could react, Casey had already appeared ten meters behind him.

Without a hint of suspense, a fierce blade aura penetrated straight through the old man's back. Due to inertia, the old man continued to run a few steps before collapsing, convulsing for a moment before becoming motionless. Casey glanced at him, then dashed into the battle ring with the others.

"Come on, let me see what you've got, the King of the West!" As Casey battled against the old man, Lionel Warner turned to Billy and said.

Immediately, an overwhelming surge of power erupted from Lionel Warner, instantly enveloping an area of several hundred meters around him. The people within the range of his aura couldn't help but shiver and retreated. Truly deserving of being one of the Ink Pavilion's four chief leaders, Lionel Warner was a War Emperor at the pinnacle.

"Face my sword!" Lionel said with a deep voice, and he swiftly drew countless afterimages in the air with his sword, instantly forming a devastating web of swordsmanship.

Within the range of his swordsmanship, whether it was trees or boulders, everything was reduced to rubble, with debris and dust flying everywhere. Deep, frightening sword scars were left on the hard concrete, and a nearby wooden structure collapsed with a resounding crash. Before long, the gathering sword energy coalesced into the form of a shadowy sword, carrying a world-shattering energy, and it thrust rapidly toward Billy. In its wake, the winds roared, and the atmosphere churned with immense power.

"War Emperor in the late stages, is he strong?" Billy muttered in a low voice, gripping his Bloodshadow Fury Blade and swinging it without any pretense.

"How is this possible?" Watching the blood-red blade aura descending from the sky, Lionel Warner's pupils contracted, and his body was covered in goosebumps. An extremely terrifying sense of impending doom permeated every pore of his body.

Then, in an instant, his illusory sword shape offered no resistance to the blood-red blade aura, exploding instantly. A violent shockwave rippled outwards. Several hundred meters away, everyone was sent flying, each of them collapsing on the ground, spitting out blood and struggling to get up.

In the next moment, Lionel Warner spat out a mouthful of blood as he was flung into the air. In mid- air, his sword fell to the ground with a clang, followed by his severed arm, blood gushing out. After flying about a hundred meters, he crashed to the ground, with at least a third of his bones broken. He collapsed like a deflated balloon.

"How... how can you be so strong!?" Lionel Warner struggled to speak after coughing up another mouthful of blood.

Just one slash, and this War Emperor at the pinnacle of strength was rendered useless! He could clearly sense that the opponent had shown mercy, or else he would have been decapitated by now.

From what Lionel could tell, the King of the West possessed at least the strength of a War Emperor in the perfection realm, which was two whole levels higher than his estimate. War Emperor at its pinnacle, that had been the most optimistic estimation of Commander Gardner from outsiders. But now, it was nothing but a joke.

"Surprised?" Billy said casually.

"Everyone underestimated you!" Lionel Warner took a deep breath and struggled to speak.

"Now, can you tell me where your headquarters are?" Billy continued.

"Come on, give me a quick death. It's not unjust to die at your hands!" Lionel Warner's mouth kept oozing blood.

"Still not willing to talk?" Billy narrowed his eyes slightly. "Then let's see how long you can hold out!"

As he spoke, three silver needles appeared in his hand.

"Hmm!?"

Just then, an extremely cold and murderous intent shrouded Lionel, causing his pupils to shrink with a chill. Almost simultaneously, a strand of sword energy shot towards him, as substantial as it could be, heading towards him like a speeding bolt of lightning.

Without much time to think, Billy immediately sidestepped half of his body. Although he reacted in the nick of time, the opponent's sword energy still opened a bloody gash on his arm, and blood sprayed out. And just as he regained his footing, more than ten equally sharp sword energies tore through the air and attacked him. The surrounding air temperature plummeted to freezing point at that moment, the chilly wind howling, and the intent to kill filled the sky. The attacker was clearly far superior to Lionel Warner; with one move, they sealed off all of Billy's escape routes.