bayedsolid Chapter 75: Full Strength
Chapter 75: Full Strength
Andrew killed faster and faster. The deeper his understanding of the two mysteries, the more powerful the wind blades he used. Each wind blade could sweep across an area, splitting dozens of cavalrymen and their mounts in half. The scene was extremely bloody!
Under the bright moonlight, a wanton slaughter was going on. Countless blood spurted out, severed limbs flew everywhere, horses fell, and cavalrymen were desperate...
Andrew's knife skills were getting slower and slower, but the wind blades he generated were increasing. This was such a contradiction!
"Concentrate your strength, then explode! I can only perfectly control 10% of my strength now. Even if I explode, I can only exert five times the attack. However, compared to before, this is a rapid improvement!"
After understanding his own profound path, Andrew made rapid progress and in a short period of time, he had mastered the basics of swordsmanship.
"When I can perfectly master 100% of my power and unleash the strongest attack, I will become a god. If I can instantly unleash a hundred times the attack, the fusion of 'explosion' and 'shattering' will also be perfect!"
Andrew's face was filled with extreme excitement. The road to becoming a strong man was right in front of him!
"Devil, what a devil..."
The excited Andrew and the frightened prairie cavalry formed a sharp contrast...
“Is this person really from the Holy Land?”
Doge and other barbarian sanctuaries were speechless at this time. In just a quarter of an hour, Andrew killed more than 10,000 grassland cavalry. These were the most elite troops of the grassland cavalry, and each cavalry was a high-level warrior. However, so many high-level warriors were like tofu in Andrew's hands...
Doge took a deep breath and jumped onto a behemoth.
"We can't go on like this!" Doge said in a low voice, "The enemy is very powerful. We must withdraw the cavalry immediately, otherwise, these 100,000 cavalry will be killed soon!"
"The cavalry is leaving. Can we stop him?" asked a barbarian in the late Sanctuary.
Doug was silent. The answer was already in his mind.
"Perhaps we are no match for them." Doge looked at the sky, "But, even if they die, the barbarian warriors will not flee!"
"That's right!" The ten Saints agreed, and brilliant colors burst out in each of their eyes.
Doc was relieved that his partner did not let him down.
"Once we fail, Duke Lance will not let us, the Sanctuary and Behemoths, go. However, given his status, he will definitely not pursue the cavalry as long as they leave the battlefield. These cavalry are the most elite of our barbarian warriors. We must protect them and not let them make any more unnecessary sacrifices!"
"After today, we may all die, and the grassland will no longer have the power to intimidate humans. However, I believe that a few hundred years later, the vast grassland will once again give birth to peerless strongmen, who will protect our homeland in our place! These cavalrymen are the seeds we leave behind!"
Doge's words were recognized by everyone.
"All cavalry, immediately withdraw from the battlefield and return to your respective tribes. For the next hundred years, all tribes on the grassland are not allowed to attack each other until a new Saint Domain strongman appears!"
Doge's voice spread throughout the battlefield, and the battle came to a halt at that moment.
"As expected of you, you are the leader of the barbarians. Your intelligence alone is unmatched by many kings among humans!"
Andrew immediately understood what Doc meant. He was preparing for his funeral.
Even though he knew this, Andrew still stopped. Doug was right. Given Andrew's status, how could he possibly chase after these cavalrymen?
Moreover, in Andrew's eyes, empires and kingdoms were nothing but floating clouds, and Doge's calculations were nothing but children's tricks, not worth mentioning. A hundred years later, he would have become a god.
By then, what would be the use even if there were many powerful saints on the grassland?
Under Doge's command, the cavalry, which had been attacking like a tide, slowly retreated, like a receding tide.
The remaining 80,000-plus cavalry formed a formation and headed north. From beginning to end, they did not stop for a moment, demonstrating their good military qualities.
The crowded Moon Lake suddenly became spacious.
In the north, Dog stood on the head of the Behemoth with a bitter expression. The scimitar in his hand was trembling and wailing, as if he also knew his fate.
Andrew had regained consciousness after the explosive killing. His understanding was interrupted before, and anger filled his chest, and his attack was cruel and bloody. Now, that anger has passed.
However, he still would not let go of these people in front of him.
Without saying anything, the barbarians from the Holy Land on the grassland gathered around tacitly, and ten scimitars formed a knife net, from top to bottom, as if to cut the air into pieces. Andrew smiled up to the sky, shook his arm, and a foot-long green light flew out from his fist. With a "swoosh", the light shattered the knife net.
Looking again, those scimitars broke one after another!
This was Andrew's full-strength attack now. With the fusion of his fighting spirit and his deeper comprehension of the mysteries, a single punch could easily destroy the weapon of a strong man in the Holy Land.
No, this is not his strongest attack, his physical strength has not yet been demonstrated!
"Die!"
In the air, Andrew used the explosive step technique, his body was as fast as lightning, as if he had teleported. Before the ten Saints around him could react, Andrew had already appeared in front of them. His movements were so fast that it seemed as if ten Andrews appeared at once.
The ten Andrews used their fists, claws, palms, and knives, and in an instant, all ten saints were killed.
A faint green light destroyed the corpse of the Barbarian Sanctuary. The once powerful Sanctuary warrior was left with only half of a scimitar on the ground.
All these changes happened in the blink of an eye. Even Andrew was surprised at his growing strength.
"As expected, if you want to improve your strength, comprehending and integrating the mysteries is the right way! I have only touched the surface of the mysteries, and my combat power has increased almost tenfold! If I can integrate these two mysteries and become a god in the future, what will my strength be like?"
Andrew is looking forward to it.
On the other side, Doge was also stunned. Until then, he realized that Andrew had never taken them seriously before, but he was courting death, interrupting the other party's understanding and creating a life-and-death feud with him.
"Perhaps, he didn't want to kill us at the beginning... This matter has been wrong for a long time!"
Douge thought of the fourteen companions who came with him, and felt distressed. It was much harder for the grassland barbarians to become a saint than for humans. To achieve a saint was not simply to accumulate fighting spirit and strength, but to touch the law. In this regard, the barbarians were too poorly endowed. Over the past thousands of years, the barbarians had only accumulated a dozen saints, and because of them, the Yulan Empire did not send troops to occupy the grassland.
However, thousands of years of achievements were lost in a day!
"Are barbarians really that different from humans?" Doge couldn't help but ask himself.
Andrew looked at Doge expressionlessly. If he had some good feelings towards Doge at the beginning, now those good feelings were completely gone. The other party interrupted his comprehension, and just based on this fact, he had no reason to live.
"Behemoths, follow me!" Doug knew it very well and commanded the behemoths to move forward. The seven behemoths pushed the ground hard, waving their huge arms and rushing towards Andrew. Doug turned into a black shadow, and he combined his sword with his body, launching the strongest attack of his life...
Andrew floated in the air, feeling the momentum coming towards him, and smiled.
"I like battles of strength, too!"
As soon as he thought about it, blue-gold scales began to slowly emerge, and soon covered his head, shoulders, chest, and back. The scales spread quickly, and in a few breaths, they reached his elbows and heels. Each scale was the size of a baby's palm, and the surface was extremely smooth, with a metallic texture...
When Andrew was completely covered with scales, two dragon horns slowly stretched out from his head until they were one foot long. The dragon tail had also grown out, more than one meter long, strong and powerful. His hands and feet also turned into five-toed dragon claws, which were so sharp that even a slight movement would cause a slight space crack to appear at the tip!
As he transformed, Andrew's body also lengthened. He was less than two meters tall, but after the transformation, his body length from head to tail reached four meters. Swinging his body, Andrew flew up.
"What kind of monster is this? Didn't they say that the Duke of Lance is a human?"
Andrew's transformation left Doc stunned.
"hold head high!"
Andrew groaned softly, and visible ripples appeared in the air, like water waves, spreading out in all directions. Wherever the ripples touched, whether it was mountains, rocks, or plants, they were all turned into dust and no longer existed...
Those cold eyes without a trace of emotion stared at Doc, sending chills down Doc's spine.
"This is my strongest state!"
Andrew swung his dragon tail and rushed towards a behemoth. With a body of four meters long, he was still a tiny thing in front of the behemoth. However, his momentum was overwhelming. The behemoth seemed to be stunned and let Andrew rush over...
The dragon claw gently slashed one meter in front of the Behemoth, and a thin black line appeared before it spread across the Behemoth's body. The Behemoth, known for its strength and stamina, was smoothly split in two...