1297 What Right Do You Have to Reprimand Someone From the Devil Armor Race?
“The Devil Armor Divine Scripture!” Crosa called out the name of the technique with an ugly expression.
For that devil king to be cultivating the Devil Armor Divine Scripture was a complete surprise!
It was an extremely profound scripture of the devil armor race. A regular member of their group would have no right to cultivate it.
This indicated that their enemy had an extraordinary status.
Did I misunderstand something? Wang Teng was stunned. His expression turned weird.
“Young brat, which clan are you from?” Crosa asked.
Who knows what clan I’m from. Indeed, he misunderstood. Wang Teng felt even stranger but acted calm on the surface. “I can’t tell you!”
Crosa turned green with anger.
This fellow is looking down on me!
This was tantamount to looking down on the noble Bruhl Family!
The Bruhls were an ancient vampire family of noble blood. Other vampires couldn’t compare.
What does he think he is!
His expression quickly switched to indifference. There was a strong malicious intent in his eyes as he stared at Wang Teng. He then sniggered in a low voice.
“Hahaha… So what if you cultivated the Devil Armor Divine Scripture? You’re just a devil king. Do you think you can fight against me?”
“Come and try.” Wang Teng looked at the dark apparition while revealing a hint of contempt in his voice.
Come on, get angry!
Roar!
As expected, Crosa became insanely furious. He roared and a frightening bloody aura exploded from his body.
“Die!”
Boom!
Crosa turned into a beam of blood-red light and dashed towards Wang Teng.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64ce79d606107d003c23ea27", id: "pf-5140-1"})Wang Teng blinked. A corner of his lips formed a smile, and the constellation dark force in his body exploded. He dashed out.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A fight ensued. The small space couldn’t withstand their attacks. The stone walls, although made by the Obelisk Scale Dragon Beast, weren’t that sturdy and shattered soon after.
Boom!
Wang Teng and Crosa crashed into each other after coming out of the debris. They flew above the mist and soared into the sky.
Many dark apparitions were attracted by the commotion. They stopped what they were doing and looked up at the sky.
“What is happening?”
“They’re fighting!”
“They must be mad. How dare they fight here.”
“Are they looking for death?”
“The sirs won’t forgive them.”
…
A huge explosion erupted amongst the crowd below. Some were snorting, mocking, and some were frightened. All of them felt that the pair of creatures were crazy.
The Obelisk Scale Dragon Beast didn’t move, seemingly uncaring about the two little things scuffling closeby.
In its perspective, they were like two ants fighting.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Explosions kept on resounding in the air. More and more apparitions were attracted. Even the high-tiered ones in the building were alerted and flew out to see.
A few powerful apparitions floated about. There were also vampires, devil moths, giant apparitions, devil armor races, and others.
Based on their auras, they were at least mid-tier devil emperors.
There were more than ten of them.
“Hey, Jefred, that’s one of your race,” said a big and muscular apparition, hovering with arms crossed. He was around five meters tall and looked as scary as a giant. He was talking to a devil armor dark apparition.
“Hahaha, that little guy is not bad.” The latter was also large, approximately four meters tall and covered with black armor. A red glow flashed in his eyes as he laughed heartily.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "64cc9e79c7059f003e4ad4b0", id: "pf-5109-1"})“He can fight with a low-tier devil emperor while still being a devil king. When did this talent appear in your race?” said another apparition. It was a black skeleton that spoke with a hoarse voice as he moved his jaws up and down. There was a blue ghostly flame burning in his empty eye sockets.
“That vampire is from the Bruhl Family, right? Why can’t he take down a devil king from the devil armor race? How embarrassing!” A devil moth flapped her wings and a colorful powder was scattered, producing a beautiful effect. The apparition looked exactly like a pretty lady of the human race, except for the tentacles on her head, which looked a little strange.
“Hmph!” A powerful vampire snorted, showing an ugly expression. He then raised his fair palm and pushed forward.
The other mid-tier devil emperors blinked, but none of them took action.
Wang Teng suddenly felt a strong gale made with force rushing over from behind. He wanted to resist, but he suddenly thought of something and chose not to. All he did was gather his dark force on his devil armor to make it tougher.
He executed the Devil Armor Divine Scripture once more; a glaring black light covering him. The energy had almost turned into matter.
Boom!
Almost instantly, the vampire elder formed a dark-red palm that landed on both Wang Teng and Crosa. They started plummeting to the ground.
Boom!
Two dull thuds were heard and dust flew up into the air.
“Haha, as expected, they got hit.”
“I knew they were goners!”
“They must be stupid since they chose to fight here.”
…
Many creatures saw Wang Teng and Crosa getting slammed on the ground and were gloating.
The dust settled, revealing the situation below.
Crosa had gone below ground; only a large hole could be seen.
On the other hand, Wang Teng was standing normally, but the ground below his feet was cracked like a spiderweb.
Many apparitions were left dumbfounded when they saw this.
This fellow from the devil armor race was able to remain standing after being hit by a mid-tier devil emperor.
Crosa climbed up from the hole. He wasn’t heavily injured, but he looked miserable. His expression turned worse when he saw Wang Teng. “Bastard…”
“Interesting!” said a mid-tier devil emperor hovering above, surprised by the outcome.
window.pubfuturetag = window.pubfuturetag || [];window.pubfuturetag.push({unit: "663633fa8ebf7442f0652b33", id: "pf-8817-1"})A devil king able to withstand an attack from a mid-tier devil emperor. This fellow from the devil armor race has some ability.
The mid-tier devil emperor vampire who had taken action furrowed his brow. A devil king was able to resist my attack.
It was an embarrassment, in front of all the dark apparitions.
The mighty vampire’s gaze was icy. He stretched out a hand and manifested a giant claw with his dark force. Then, he used it to attack the armored junior.
Boom!
The giant claw rushed down with an explosion. A gust of wind was formed due to the powerful force, sweeping up the dust and sand on the ground.
Wang Teng’s expression changed as he cursed.
F**k!
This vampire elder is despicable!
Why did he attack again?
Worse, he only targeted him this time, ignoring his vampire junior.
F**k, how biased.
Bastard!
He had already held back much of his power. If not, he could have dispelled the attack with his current ability, and avoid being slammed on the ground.
He didn’t expect the other party to be that narrow-minded, attacking him a second time just because he was in better condition than the vampire counterpart.
He would teach him a good lesson on how to be a proper human… No, it should be a proper dark apparition.
What to do now?
Should I act or not?
Wang Teng was stuck in a dilemma. That attack wasn’t enough to kill him, but it could injure him seriously.
This wasn’t his idea.
However, the vampire elder would keep on attacking if he put up any resistance.
It would be hard to end things if that happened.
Wang Teng decided not to move in the end.
He was betting on his devil armor senior to act.
He had displayed enough talent, so he believed that the latter wouldn’t stand idle.
On the other side, Crosa looked at him disdainfully, waiting to see how he was injured by the giant black claw.
Boom!
An explosion was heard.
The giant black claw finally landed and clutched our disguised hero tightly.
Dust flew everywhere. All the dark apparitions were staring into the dust cloud.
“Hmph!” The vampire elder emperor frowned, then turned to look at the devil armor peer hovering on one side. “Jefred!”
“Xuelun, don’t you find it embarrassing to fight with a devil king?” Jefred asked calmly.
“Humph, I’m just teaching the fellow a lesson,” Xuelun replied in a serene tone.
“What right do you have to reprimand someone from the devil armor race?” Jefred asked angrily.
“What if I want to?” the vampire elder squinted and stared back.
“Let’s have a duel and see if you have the ability,” said Jefred with gravitas, hovering in mid air and rubbing his hands with a smirk.
Xuelun’s face turned black. He snorted but kept silent afterwards.
The dust below scattered and Wang Teng could be seen again. There was a giant black armor covering his body, bigger and tougher than the one he had manifested before. Obviously, it wasn’t his doing.
Xuelun’s attack didn’t hurt him.
The attack was dispersed. Wang Teng walked out of the larger devil armor and looked at the sky.
It looked like his bet had paid off.
Jefred looked down at Wang Teng and said calmly, “Young lad, follow me.”
Wang Teng remained silent. He shot a cold glance at the vampire elder and left with the armored senior.
Xuelun’s expression looked distorted, but he couldn’t do anything to Wang Teng now. He felt exasperated so he could only shout at Crosa, “Follow me!”
Crosa: ヽ(*.>Д<)o ゚< p>
