Chapter 590: Titanic and the Iceberg (4)
Chapter 590: Titanic and the Iceberg (4)
“You’re courting death!!” Rumyantsev bellowed as the mighty claw formed out of Yin energy swiped hard at the MV Sewol in an attempt to grab it!
He hadn’t wanted to make an enemy of the Emissaries of Hell. However, the Russian Underworld had their bottom line as well.
Granted, Fate was terrifying. It represented an existence that was well beyond his comprehension. However, there was something equally as terrifying acting as a countervailing consideration to any thought of retreat.
BOOM!
This was the might of an Abyssal Prefect.
“How is this possible?!” He stared at the claws formed from Yin energy with consternation. It appeared as though he’d managed to capture the MV Sewol, but the truth of the matter was that the entire hand was still one centimeter away from the surface of the MV Sewol all around, and it was precisely because of this one centimeter that he wasn’t able to get a good hold of the MV Sewol at all!
He froze for a second. Then, with a mighty roar, the MV Sewol reached the peak of its parabolic arc and began to plunge right down!
Clatter, clatter… Dust and debris scattered everywhere like rain as the massive shadow of the MV Sewol continued to sweep across the ground, like the impending impact of a cataclysmic meteor hurtling towards the earth. It was absolutely hair-standing!
Five seconds at best…
He wore a finely carved crown and wore a ruffled collar made out of the feathers of a black swan. His entire body was enshrouded in the mighty nethergale swirling around him, while the scarlet netherflames in his eyes promptly erupted into two spots of two-meter tall infernos.
This was the appearance of an Abyssal Prefect in his true form!
At the same time, hundreds of scarlet eyes opened from the darkness of the formless mass, each of which went on to survey the world with a vile, scheming look.
Two seconds…
The cross-hilted blades were etched with soaring eagles and majestic grizzly bears, and topped off with inlaid pearls and jades. However, not even the opulence here could quite hold a candle to the brilliance of the attack that was just unleashed. The heavens were torn asunder, while the ground split open. Endless Yin spirits poured forth with mournful cries, forming a bleak black curtain that rose slowly into the sky.
Countless birds that were slumbering for the night suddenly cawed or cooed at the top of their voices, before promptly plunging down from the trees, as dead as ever. Stray dogs that roamed the streets at night immediately scuttled to cover and cowered in fear, while some of the newborn Yin spirits that were drifting about aimlessly were instantly reduced to ashes.
Crack… crack… Time seemed to stand still at this moment. A large web of cracks began to split open from right underneath Rumyantsev’s feet. A split second later, he sighed in relief. But just as he was about to get up, an even more brilliant radiance of golden light suddenly pierced the seemingly endless darkness that had poured out of Rumyantsev’s body.
Fate!
Qin Ye read the situation well.
BOOM! It didn’t matter how mighty Rumyantsev’s earlier attack was. Nothing could stop the light of Fate. The golden soul flickered around rapidly in the heart of the brush, causing innumerable illusory golden lotuses to grow and bloom in the void. At once, Rumyantsev felt a chill run down his spine, and he yelled without any hesitation, “Guards!!”
In fact, the nine KGB agents promptly transformed into nine shields that transformed into a massive parasol that promptly shielded Rumyantsev from all oncoming attacks. A split second later, the golden lotuses in the sky suddenly exploded at the same time like a big bang, causing a golden wave of energy to rush through the lands like a tsunami ravaging the fields!
As he hid behind his bone parasol, he saw countless Yin soldiers out there screaming in terror as they were swept up into the air by the golden shockwave like a massive tide of Yin spirits. Within moments, the skeletal war horses were completely crushed and reduced to ashes, while the Yin soldiers numbering tens of thousands were instantly reduced to swirling spots of netherflames in the sky. In other words… Liu Yu’s base was completely ravaged and destroyed by the golden wave of devastation!
And that wasn’t all. The golden light was still intensifying. Seconds later, there was a deafening, earth-shattering rumble, and Rumyantsev promptly shut his eyes.
It was an unimaginable force.
After some time, Rumyantsev shuddered violently as he slowly peeked out from behind the bone parasol.
However, he didn’t even turn to give it any attention. Instead, he clutched ardently at his chest as he scrambled to his feet with great trembling. Yin energy continued to gush out of his body like a tidal wave.
How terrifying… He clenched his trembling fists. His Yin energy was now completely in disarray. The earlier shockwave of golden light seemed almost as though it bore some kind of hidden energy that militates against the operation of the energy reserves in his body. It took him several more seconds before he finally regained full clarity of vision, and he immediately surveyed his surroundings.
The area that was once filled with a multitude of Yin soldiers was now completely barren, almost as though the devastating impact of a meteor had laid waste to the lands. The ground was covered with a plethora of weapons ranging from swords to spears to bows and arrows. Carcasses of skeleton war horses were strewn all over the place, while clumps of netherflames of lingering souls continued to drift about listlessly in the air. Devastation was so rife that it looked no different from any of the great wars of ancient past.
Rumyantsev’s pupils narrowed as he glanced up, only to notice a massive shadow still hurtling through the air, still aimed directly at the Gate of the Dead!
The MV Sewol… was crashing down.
The movements of such a massive ship caused the winds to rush about violently, kicking up his clothes and sending them dancing wildly. Rumyantsev wanted so much to move. He wanted to pour all his strength into catching hold of the ship and stopping it where it was. Given his abilities, it would have been as easy as the flick of a finger on any other day. Unfortunately… the stroke of Fate earlier changed everything.
Unfortunately, he could only watch with bated breaths, praying hard that things wouldn’t go Hell’s way.
BOOM!!!
Had this been any other day, the MV Sewol would simply have cruised along at a leisurely pace as it slowly edged its way into the heart of Gonjiam Asylum. However, the captain today was clearly a different person.
Clatter… Time seemed to freeze in that instant. Debris from the gate scattered everywhere together with wisps of Yin energy, while a massive vortex instantly formed right behind the Gate of the Dead. With nobody left to stop it, Rumyantsev and Liu Yu both watched with bloodshot eyes as the MV Sewol rushed straight into the heart of Gonjiam Asylum!
The heart of the mission the Tsar has entrusted to me is hidden right inside that place…
He had clearly underestimated Hell. After all, who would’ve thought that mere Judges would actually be able to achieve the impossible and breach their defences and enter the restricted zone?
“Zhong Kui… You… You’re courting death!!” Rumyantsev’s eyes were still trained on the Gate of the Dead ahead of him. He could see Zhong Kui holding a spinning palace lantern in his hands, gasping for breath as he stood valiantly in front of the MV Sewol, protecting it from any external interference!
No response.
“Very well…” His bones cracked menacingly as an impending gale slowly picked up around him, “Then… die before me!!!”